The old man roared, "My vehicle! Pay up!"
Xiao Hanfeng struggled to raise a hand. "Pay! I'll pay! I'll pay!"
"Hand over the money!"
Xiao Hanfeng said to the guards, "Quick, get the money."
The two guards had recovered somewhat and hurried over to pool their money.
The three of them scraped together less than ten thousand yuan in cash and handed it to the old man.
Zhao Ritian raged, "Who are you looking down on? Poop-Spraying Dragon just paid twenty thousand! And he's impotent! He'd rather skip treatment than refuse to help an old man! The three of you have the nerve to offer this little?"
Long Aotian roared, "That's right! Pay up!"
Xiao Hanfeng stared at Long Aotian. "He said you're impotent, and you're not even denying it?"
Long Aotian blushed. "Stop changing the subject! Pay him!"
Xiao Hanfeng was helped to his feet. Looking at The Three Little Ones, he thought, Once that old man is gone, I'll kill you all.
"We only have this much cash. Besides, isn't this already plenty? Is his tricycle really worth over nine thousand? Nine thousand is enough to buy several brand-new tricycles like this!"
Lu Chengwen said, "What did you say? Over nine thousand? Over nine thousand wouldn't even buy the bell on this vehicle!"
Xiao Hanfeng pointed at Lu Chengwen. "You little punk, get the hell out of here! Stop spouting bullshit!"
Lu Chengwen picked up the bell. "Take a good look! Is this an ordinary bell?"
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