Free Soldier King Mixed Country

Yang Wei failed to calculate Xiao Yi, and finally the responsibility fell on him. Suddenly he felt that he had done something wrong.

Xiao Yi has always been a person who can only take advantage and not suffer. This time Yang Wei came to the door when looking for things. Xiao Yi felt that it would be very sad not to cheat on such a person once.

There was a bad feeling in the center of the faint, the traffic police stood aside first, and waited for the two parties involved in the accident to negotiate to see how the matter could be resolved.

"Xiao Yi, what do you mean? Is it possible that you are here to ruin me?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm a relatively kind-hearted person. You can see that you almost hurt me while driving. I didn't beat you hard when I got out of the car. It's kind of kindness."

"Then what do you mean by this? It's nothing more than tens of thousands of dollars. I don't care about this amount of money!"

Yang Wei called and asked someone to send money over, Xiao Yi said at this moment.

"Young Master Yang, you have to understand that there are some things that money is not omnipotent. At least in this matter, it won't be that simple."

"You! What do you want?"

Xiao Yi walked to the side of Yang Wei's car, a new Maserati, rich people are good, just buy a car, others struggle for a lifetime can not afford it.

For Yang Wei, this was nothing more than his pocket money for months. Xiao Yi walked up to Yang Wei and said with a smile.

"You drive my car, and I drive your car back. Today, we'll be over."

Xiao Yi pointed to the van whose rear end had been knocked and deformed, and the meaning was clear. This sentence surprised Yang Wei.

"Are you crazy?"

Yang Weiwei said, his own car is more than three million, and Xiao Yi's broken van is worth more than three hundred.

How could he agree to such a condition? After hearing such an unreasonable request, Yang Wei turned around and left. It was nothing more than compensation for a van. He was not short of money.

"Master Yang... the accident has not been resolved. If you drive away now, you will be considered as a hit and run away."

"Hehe, you don't need to talk about this. Someone will give you the money later. Let's take a look at Xiao."

Xiao Yi embraced his arms, and Yang Wei couldn't leave without letting Yang Wei leave.

Seeing that Yang Wei was about to get in the car, Xiao Yi took out his mobile phone at this moment, pressed a few numbers, and said in a threatening tone here.

"Yang Shao, I know that when you left the hotel, you have been following me, followed me for so long, and deliberately accelerated and hit my car."

"You... this is just a traffic accident."

"Is that the case? If I call the police now and ask the police to retrieve the videos of various intersections, you can completely define it as suspected of intentional injury or even murder."

A simple rear-end collision is nothing, but if Xiao Yi says that, then Yang Wei's responsibility is greater. These are completely two concepts.

If you call the police, Yang Wei deliberately followed Xiao Yi before driving. This is a premeditated accident. The same traffic accident has a different definition.

"You said I'm calling the police now, let the police take you away, and then put you inside for a year or a half, or..."

Xiao Yi laughed playfully, saying clearly, it was Yang Wei's own business to choose what to make.

Thinking of the ups and downs of this incident, Yang Wei's expression changed. He wanted to make Xiao Xiao easy, but he didn't want to go to jail by himself.

Finally, the image that Yang Wanxiong has built up in front of Yang Wanxiong will soon be ruined, and he definitely doesn't want to go to places like prisons.

"Xiao...You surnamed Xiao, where am I suspected of murder, are you not good at it now?"

"You have to be thankful that my reaction speed was quick and I avoided it in time. If I am injured now, I promise that your injury will be more serious than mine."

Xiao Yi knows one thing, you must not be merciful when dealing with such people. Yang Wanxiong's affairs were not over yet, and Yang Wei looked for something to find him.

Yang Wei didn't doubt what Xiao Yi said. He was not Xiao Yi's opponent. He was about to call the police when Xiao Yi called. Yang Wei really had no choice but to compromise.

"Okay... Xiao Yi counts you ruthlessly, I remember this time."

"You have more things to remember, then this car belongs to me now, right?"

"It's just an accident car. If you are not afraid of accidents while driving, you will be treated as if I will see you off."

Xiao Yi liked this kind of business. He drove out one night and made a car worth more than three million yuan.

There are idiots every year, especially this year, but the more people like this, the happier Xiao Yi is, and everyone wants to encounter the wealth.

"You don't need to worry about this. My life is always very hard. As the saying goes, there is no proof.

"You mean to establish a written evidence? I don't have paper and pen with me."

"You still don't need to worry about it. There are papers and pens in this car, specially prepared for you. You see how caring I am."

Xiao Yi happily took out the paper and pen. The van was originally used by the bar to deliver goods to the outside world. The pen and account book would be carried in the van, but it came in handy.

"you……"

"Cooperate with you. I can't believe in people like you. When I turn around and say that I stole your car, then I will be charged with a serious crime."

"Am I such a person?"

Yang Wei looked at Xiao Yi and nodded when he saw Xiao Yi here. He really wanted to choke this person to death.

In desperation, I had to write down the evidence here to prove that my car was compensated to Xiao Yi, and it was already Xiao Yi's personal property.

Finally signed his name, Xiao Yi brought the inkpad and asked Yang Wei to press his fingerprints here. From beginning to end, Yang Wei felt like a fool.

Injustice... It's too injustice...

"That's all right!"

"It's also Young Master Yang, look at your handwriting, it's so ugly."

Xiao Yi looked at this piece of paper with a disgusting look. Yang Wei's face became darker and darker. He forgot to read the almanac today when he went out.

"Come on, Master Yang, let's cooperate and take a picture here."

"Why are you doing so many things?"

"Why? Not happy?"

Lastly, Yang Wei held the papers in his hand, and stood beside the new Maserati with Xiao Yi, taking a group photo in Xiao Yi's words.

"Young Shaobie's face is stern, like someone owes you money, smile a little happily."

"Laugh? Can I promise not to cry?"

"Forget it...I can't do that. From now on, this Wuling minivan is yours. It must be very exciting to drive this car out to make girls."

Xiao Yi put away the papers, and Yang Wei calculated for a long time, and lost one of his cars. He was also getting angry right now.