Chapter 62

The homeless man looked at Xia Tian with an incredulous expression.

"Is this for me?"

"Do you want it? If not, I'll give it to someone else."

"I want it, of course I do."

"If you don't take it now, I'll regret it."

The homeless man immediately stood up. Indeed, he stood up. The other leg that seemed to be crippled was actually fake; he was lying on a manhole cover, with that leg placed in the sewer, making it look like he had a crippled leg from the outside.

Hearing Xia Tian's words, he ran towards the red BMW as if he were flying.

After returning to his seat, Wang Nianlin's face turned ashen.

"Asshole," Xia Tian said without looking up.

"Who are you cursing?" Wang Nianlin glared at Xia Tian viciously.

"Do you think I call just anyone an asshole? I'm giving you face by calling you an asshole," Xia Tian said with a straight face.

"Fine, you're really something," Wang Nianlin looked at Xia Tian angrily.

"I wonder if he knows how to drive," Xia Tian smiled slightly.

"Fine, you're really ruthless," Wang Nianlin hurriedly chased after the beggar.

Seeing someone chasing him, the beggar got into the car, started the engine, and stepped on the gas, driving forward.

"Red light!" Wang Nianlin shouted loudly.

The car was moving very fast.

There was a loud crash as it collided with four or five cars before stopping.

"Oh my God, my car!" Wang Nianlin felt his head was about to explode.

Seeing the series of cars in front, Wang Nianlin shouted, "Xia Tian, you've really messed me up."

"The car is mine, the documents are all mine, but the driver isn't me. The insurance won't cover it, and I'll have to pay for those cars myself." Wang Nianlin looked at the series of good cars, feeling helpless. This beggar really knew how to pick his targets, always hitting the good cars.

"Wang Nianlin, you've really been messed up by him," Ye Qingsnow smiled at Xia Tian.

Wang Nianlin looked at the accident in front of him, picked up his phone, and called for a tow truck. This time, he had lost a lot, both his face and money, and he couldn't avoid the trouble. Seeing the mess in front of him, he decided to ignore it.

In a nearby bar.

Wang Nianlin was drinking alone, feeling extremely depressed.

"Brother Liang, have a drink. We'll be counting on you in the future."

"We're all brothers. I, Brother Liang, have been in the society for so many years; both the black and white paths give me face."

"That's true, Brother Liang's name is well-known."

With a bang, the glass in Brother Liang's hand was knocked to the ground.

"Damn, are you blind?" A little brother glared at the man angrily.

"How do you talk to people?" The man was about to apologize, but his temper flared up when he heard this. The four or five people at his table stood up.

"What, want to fight?" The four or five people all stepped forward.

With a bang, Zhu Liang picked up the wine bottle in front of him and smashed it on the man's head. The bottle shattered, and the little hooligans behind him also acted instantly.

After a few rounds, the five men were covered in injuries.

"Damn, don't you know who Brother Liang is?"

"Brother Liang, I was wrong."

"Get lost." Zhu Liang didn't want to cause trouble here; he knew the owner of the place.

Wang Nianlin, who was drinking alone, noticed the situation. He had seen Zhu Liang's ruthlessness just now. Thinking about what had happened earlier, his anger flared up, and he walked directly towards Wang Nianlin.

"Brother Liang, right?"

"What's up?" Zhu Liang looked up at Wang Nianlin.

Wang Nianlin took out 20,000 yuan from his bag and slapped it on the table: "Help me deal with someone. I'll give you another 30,000 after it's done."

"Who is it?" Zhu Liang asked. He had done this kind of thing many times, but he had to know who the person was first. He didn't want to end up dealing with the son of a bureau chief or the mayor's son, which would be suicide.

"You don't need to ask. He's at a barbecue stand not far from here. I'll tell you which one later," Wang Nianlin said calmly.

"Alright." Zhu Liang knew it wasn't a big shot if he was eating at a barbecue stand.

Fifty thousand yuan to teach someone a lesson, this was a big deal.

"Still, the taste of barbecue is the best." Xia Tian liked this kind of street stall barbecue.

"If you talk about good taste, the best barbecue is from Northeast China. The flavor there is the most authentic," Bingxin said, tasting the delicious barbecue just like Xia Tian.

Ye Qingsnow only ate some grilled vegetables.

Her appetite wasn't big, and she didn't like this kind of junk food.

"Have you been to Northeast China?" Xia Tian asked.

"Yes, my home is there," Bingxin nodded.

"Then why did you come so far to study?" Xia Tian said while eating.

"I don't like the people at home," Bingxin answered.

"So you ran away from home?" Xia Tian said.

"Sort of," Bingxin didn't deny it.

"Brat, what a small world. I didn't expect to run into you here." Zhu Liang, with four little brothers, walked towards Xia Tian. When Wang Nianlin told him from a distance who to deal with, he recognized Xia Tian.

He was originally going to deal with Xia Tian, but he didn't expect someone to pay him to do it. It was like getting it for free.

"Who are you?" Xia Tian asked.

"Have you forgotten me in just a few hours?" Zhu Liang looked at Xia Tian coldly.

"Brat, you've offended Brother Liang. You won't leave here today," a little hooligan shouted at Xia Tian.

"Oh." Xia Tian suddenly realized: "I remember now. You're the one who fell into the shit pit for three hours, was fished out, and was still burping while running and wiping your mouth, right?"

"Little bastard, you've offended the wrong person." Zhu Liang waved to the people behind him.

Wang Nianlin, who was watching from a distance, smiled slightly: "Daring to offend me, this is the result."

The four little brothers picked up plastic chairs and threw them at Xia Tian, not hesitating at all, acting swiftly and decisively.

Xia Tian put down the skewer in his hand, turned around, and threw a punch, hitting one person in the face. The powerful force sent the person flying. Then he kicked another person, who knocked over the two people next to him.

"Huh?" Zhu Liang was slightly surprised by the scene. He didn't expect the other person to act so decisively.

"Not bad, you have some skills." Zhu Liang picked up a wine bottle. There weren't many people eating here, and the others had already fled when they saw the scene.

"You have some skills too. Not many people can burp after falling into a pit," Xia Tian sighed.

"You're asking for it." Brother Liang swung the wine bottle in his hand and smashed it directly at Xia Tian.

With a bang, the wine bottle shattered, but it didn't hit Xia Tian's head; it hit Zhu Liang's head, and blood flowed from his head, his face full of disbelief.

Snap!

Zhu Liang's first feeling was that his right arm was broken, and his second feeling was pain.