Skilled in managing a house

"Boss, what's wrong?" "Boss, what's wrong with you?" "Boss!" "Boss..." The four boys who were beating people stopped immediately when they heard Han Jiasheng's screams and went back to watch. When they saw Han Jiasheng squatting on the ground holding his stomach, the four people quickly gathered around to check on Han Jiasheng's condition.

"It hurts...my stomach hurts...it hurts me so much..." Han Jiasheng said in pain, still holding his stomach.

Not only that, there was sweat on the kid's forehead, which showed how painful it was.

"What should I do..." "What should I do..." "Did I eat something bad..."... The four boys were all confused and didn't know what to do. After all, he was still young and had never seen such a sudden situation.

On the other hand, Han Jiasheng said in pain: "Why don't you send me to the hospital quickly... ah... uh..."

"Yes, yes..." "Hurry to the hospital..." The four people were busy helping Han Jiasheng up.

They do have cars, but except for Han Jiasheng, the other four don't know how to drive. But the four people obviously forgot about this problem and just helped Han Jiasheng into the car. After sitting down, no one got in the driver's seat.

The four of them looked at each other at this time, and one boy said: "Who is driving..."

"I can't." "Neither can I." "What should I do?" The other three also said the same.

Han Jiasheng, who had already sat in the car, was grinning in pain. After hearing this, he couldn't help cursing: "You four trash! Are you all stupid? You can't drive, but you helped me up in the car. Find me quickly. Someone who can drive, please drive me to the hospital quickly!"

"Where can I find it at this time..." said a boy standing next to the co-pilot.

Han Jiasheng scolded directly: "Are you so stupid? There are so many people around, there must be someone who can drive! I'll pay for the driving!"

"Yes, yes..." The boy nodded quickly, then looked at the onlookers and said, "Who can help drive us to the hospital? We will pay for the driving!"

The people watching on the side were all pointing at them and had started talking about everything.

"Young people today are so scary." "It looks like they are still in junior high school." "They started Cayenne in junior high school." "It's not because the family has money." "This is too overbearing. If you have money, you can do it. Beating people in the street is nothing like the world." "That's right, isn't this bullying a man and dominating a woman?" "Huh? Why do you suddenly have a stomachache..." "It seems to hurt quite badly." "Damn it, it can't be retribution. "It's true." "It looks like it to me, otherwise why would I have a sudden stomachache." "Look, the pain is really severe. Not only are you grinning, but you're also sweating on your head." "You deserve it, let me." They bully people in the street.”…

While everyone was discussing, they heard the boy's cry. As soon as they heard that they were asking someone who knew how to drive to help drive, many people burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha..." "Hahahaha... I can't even drive..." "That's so funny..." "Holy shit, I'm laughing so hard... Hahahaha..." "I picked up a joke early in the morning..." Ha ha ha ha……"……

For everyone, they have long been dissatisfied with the actions of Han Jiasheng and others. At this moment, seeing Han Jiasheng and others acting like this, it is inevitable to laugh. This seems to be a kind of sympathy for the weak and hostility to the strong.

Seeing everyone laughing, the boy who had just shouted became a little anxious and said, "Why are you laughing! Don't laugh!"

"Hahahaha..." "Hahahaha..." "Hahahaha..." "I'm laughing so hard..."... Upon hearing this, everyone onlookers laughed even harder.

Sitting in the car, Han Jiasheng gritted his teeth in pain, as if his heart was piercing his heart. Seeing everyone laughing, Han Jiasheng was so angry that his liver ached.

He looked at the boy outside the car and cursed: "Why are you such a waste? Tell them, give them money, I will give them money... Whoever takes me to the hospital... I will give him 10,000..."

"Our boss said that whoever drives him to the hospital will give him 10,000 yuan!" The boy outside the car shouted quickly.

As soon as these words came out, many people at the scene started talking again, "You must be rich." "I'll give you 10,000 yuan for help." "No wonder he opens a Cayenne."...

But should I say it or not, money is a useful thing. Immediately, a man ran to the Cayenne's cab. The man said directly: "I can drive, and I will take you to the hospital."

"Okay... get in the car quickly... drive..." Han Jiasheng said, holding his stomach.

The man got on the bus directly, and the four boys all squeezed into the back row. Due to their small size, they could just sit down.

However, the man did not drive immediately. Instead, he stretched out his hand towards Han Jiasheng and said, "Money!"

"Hurry up and drive... Oops... I can still owe you this money..." Han Jiasheng said, holding his stomach.

"That's right, hurry up and drive." "It doesn't matter what kind of car our boss drives, can he still owe you money."... The four boys in the back row said one after another.

"That won't work. You have to run in immediately as soon as you arrive at the hospital. I can't keep waiting." The man said carelessly.

"Chengchengcheng..." The Han family couldn't bear the pain anymore, gritted their teeth and said: "You drive...I will get you the money now..."

As he spoke, he dug into his pocket, found his wallet, and took out a stack of thousand-yuan bills. He didn't order any, and gave it to the man directly. The man took it and could tell by looking at the thickness that it was only a lot more than ten thousand yuan. So he just put it in his pocket and drove away.

Leng Lingxue, who was sitting in Baoshitai, watched this scene helplessly and was already dumbfounded. She just saw clearly that Zhang Yu just pricked the little paper man's stomach with a needle, and then Han Jiasheng held his stomach in pain. This move is really amazing.

Leng Lingxue couldn't help but said: "What's going on...how did you do it..."

Zhang Yu smiled faintly and said: "This is called Zha Xiaoren, but it is a relatively evil Taoist technique and must not be abused. However, when using Taoist techniques, there is no distinction between good and evil. The main thing is to see whether the person who uses it is evil. If If it is used in the right way, to punish evil and promote good, then it is right.”

"I understand this." Leng Lingxue nodded, and then said: "Then what are you going to do next?"

"Get out of the car and look at the beaten child," Zhang Yu said.

After saying that, he opened the door and got out of the car. Leng Lingxue also got out of the car and went to check with Zhang Yu.

Just when Han Jiasheng had a stomachache and the four boys were helping Han Jiasheng, the girl had already gone to help the student lying on the ground.

The girl's face was full of tears and she didn't know what to do now. The people watching on the side were all focused on Han Jiasheng, but they did not help check on the students.

Zhang Yu and Leng Lingxue squeezed past. Zhang Yu rushed to the student's side, squatted down, grabbed the student's wrist, and checked his pulse. The student's face was bruised and his mouth was bleeding. However, when Zhang Yu looked at his pulse, he knew that it was not life-threatening. It was just a trauma, but it was not serious. He would at least have to recover for a while.