"What are you talking about?" The middle-aged man with glasses rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Of course I'm going to lose money! Do you know? You ruined my good deeds today. If I do the math, you cost me at least six thousand yuan."

It’s a loss, so you can’t leave. You have to compensate me. If you don’t compensate me, you won’t be able to leave!”

Zhong Xiaofei was so surprised that he thought he heard wrongly, but the serious and cunning expression of the middle-aged man with glasses told him that everything was true!

Zhong Xiaofei was furious and thought to himself, are you still a human being? Do you know what's good or not? I saved you, and it's okay if you don't say thank you. You blackmailed me even if you didn't want to! Is there any justice in this world? Do you think these three gangsters

I can beat you, but I can't beat you?

"Really? What if I don't compensate you?" Zhong Xiaofei held back his anger and said calmly.

"You don't have to think about leaving if you don't compensate me..." The middle-aged man with glasses grabbed Zhong Xiaofei's sleeve: "I will call people and say that you are my unfilial son. You have made money and don't want to support your father anymore! Look, there is such a thing on the street

Many people, some people will definitely believe it, maybe even your father-in-law

If your colleagues in the company know about it, they will definitely laugh at you. You are a respectable person, why do you need to meet an old man like me? Why don't you pay me a little money? Not only will I not cause you any trouble, but I will also be grateful to you. You said

Is it good?..."

"No!" Zhong Xiaofei laughed angrily: "You can shout if you want. Don't say I, you can even shout grandpa! See if anyone will believe it!" Putting away the middle-aged man's hand with glasses, he shouted

As I walked forward, I was holding back a lot of anger. I thought it was really inexplicable.

"Stop!" the middle-aged man in glasses yelled.

Zhong Xiaofei ignored him at all and continued to hail taxis on the street. It was strange that the taxis passing by were all full. Even after hailing him several times, he could not hail any one.

"Someone is coming! Someone is coming!" The middle-aged man with glasses slapped his legs and howled loudly: "You all come and see this unfilial son, leave his father alone in the countryside, and take care of everyone.

No matter, wuwu, my life is too miserable to raise such an unfilial son..."

A lot of people immediately gathered on the street. In China, if an old man falls on the street, no one may dare to help him, and if there is a fight on the roadside, no one may dare to stop him. But if I scold his son for being unfilial, many people will definitely be filled with indignation. These "

"Indignant" people surrounded Zhong Xiaofei and the middle-aged man with glasses, whispering, and everyone cast a look of contempt at Zhong Xiaofei.

Zhong Xiaofei felt that something was wrong.

In particular, the disdainful looks from some pretty girls made him a little unbearable. Although these people would not hit anyone, they obviously surrounded Zhong Xiaofei and prevented Zhong Xiaofei from leaving.

As the saying goes, watching changes the world, Zhong Xiaofei understood the power of this sentence.

Zhong Xiaofei made a quick decision, took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out two sheets and handed them to the middle-aged man with glasses: "Okay, I'm sorry..."

Normally, he would never give in easily, but today he was in a hurry to see Wu Yijie and was too lazy to quarrel with the middle-aged man in glasses.

The middle-aged man with glasses covered his face with his hands and cried. He opened his fingers, looked at the banknotes in front of him, and then cried loudly: "Unfilial son, he didn't even call me daddy, and only gave him two hundred yuan, not even a day's living expenses."

Even if it’s not enough, you all have to judge..."

Zhong Xiaofei took out two more.

The middle-aged man with glasses stopped crying. He caught the banknote and said with tears: "What dad wants is not your money, but your filial piety. As long as you are good to dad, dad doesn't need money..."

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Zhong Xiaofei laughed dryly, held the arm of the middle-aged man with glasses, pulled him up, and said with a smile: "Come on, dad, I will take you home."

"Okay, good son."

The middle-aged man with glasses squinted his glasses and smiled.

The ending was happy for everyone, and the onlookers were very happy and dispersed.

Zhong Xiaofei dragged the middle-aged man with glasses and walked quickly to the alley next to him, thinking that he must teach this old guy a lesson today! He dared to blackmail me.

"I can't walk anymore, I can't walk anymore..." Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man with glasses suddenly hugged the telephone pole on the side of the road, panting, his small eyes turning straight, flashing a cunning light, saying what to say

He also refused to go into the alley.

Zhong Xiaofei pulled him twice unwillingly, and the middle-aged man with glasses immediately screamed like a hungry pig.

Zhong Xiaofei was itching with hatred, but there was nothing he could do.

"Okay, I'll give you an advantage today!" Zhong Xiaofei said bitterly, and turned to leave. Wu Yijie was still waiting for him at home. He couldn't delay any longer. The four hundred yuan was just for feeding the dogs.

"Hey, don't leave! I have something to tell you!" the middle-aged man with glasses shouted.

Zhong Xiaofei did not look back and hurriedly looked at the taxis on the street.

"Hey! You are a good person! But you must be careful. Within three days, you may suffer a bloody disaster! Although your luck continues, let me tell you, that is not a good thing!" The middle-aged man with glasses shouted while holding the telephone pole.

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Zhong Xiaofei was stunned for a moment and turned around: "What did you say?"

"I said that the boss of your company values ​​you very much, but you are also in a lot of troubles. You are always fighting and killing people, and there will be a bloody disaster just recently!" The middle-aged man with glasses lowered his voice, and his small eyes were swollen.

Turning straight, a dry yellow and pale old face glowed with a mysterious light. When he spoke, he stretched out his left hand, and kept making calculations with his thumb on the knuckles of his index and middle fingers. It was completely like a roadside fortune teller.

The appearance of Mr.

Zhong Xiaofei carefully looked up and down at the middle-aged man with glasses, confirming that he absolutely did not recognize him, and was even sure that he had never seen him before! In other words, this was a complete stranger, but according to the words in the glasses

Although he sounded like a young man, he seemed to know a lot about Zhong Xiaofei.

Zhong Xiaofei turned around and walked back to the middle-aged man with glasses.

The middle-aged man with glasses shook his head and continued to say: "I have seen many people's faces, and your face is the best. The five stars are in the palace, the sky is round, the sky is round, the eyes are bright, the eyebrows are stretched, you are a person who is generous and generous.

But it's a pity that you have a mole on the back of your neck, so you have to go through a lot of twists and turns in everything, and there are ups and downs. If you don't do it right, you will lose your life..."

Zhong Xiaofei was surprised as he listened to his words. How did he know about the mole on the back of his neck? Did he see it? He also had five wives. What nonsense was he talking about?

Although Zhong Xiaofei didn't believe in things like fortune telling, Feng Shui and gossip, and he had never taken the initiative to ask anyone to read it, but when he heard what the middle-aged man in glasses said, he was moved because what the middle-aged man in glasses said was true.

He looks pretty, is he an expert hermit?

But the middle-aged man with glasses didn't want to talk anymore. He let go of the telephone pole, patted the dust on his body, and whispered: "Okay, I have told you so much, and I am worthy of your six hundred yuan. It's time for me to go.

, I haven’t had lunch yet.”

Touching his waist, he turned around and walked away.

Zhong Xiaofei quickly grabbed him.

"What are you doing?" The middle-aged man with glasses stopped, with a smug smile on his lips and sly eyes.

"Haha, old sir, can you be more detailed?"

Zhong Xiaofei smiled.

The middle-aged man with glasses rolled his eyes and laughed with dissatisfaction: "I can tell at a glance just the little thing about you! Get out of the way, I'm leaving!"

"No!" Zhong Xiaofei held him tight and said with a smile: "Old sir, what's your surname?"

"What are you doing? Checking your household registration?"

The small eyes of the middle-aged man with glasses rolled round.

"Of course not, I just want to talk to you..." Zhong Xiaofei looked around and pointed to a restaurant opposite; "Can we talk there?"

The middle-aged man with glasses turned his head and glanced, smiling evilly: "You invite me?"

"Well, I invite you."

"Haha, that's okay."

Zhong Xiaofei dragged the middle-aged man with glasses into the restaurant. The middle-aged man with glasses was not polite. He opened the menu and ordered a table of delicious dishes, and also ordered a bottle of good wine. Then he threw away his arms and started gobbling it up. During this period, Zhong Xiaofei

I called Wu Yijie on her mobile phone and told her that she had something to do and would be delayed for a while.

"My surname is Lu, double mouth Lu, Lu Bu's Lu!" After almost eating, the middle-aged man with glasses began to introduce himself: "You can just call me Third Master."

The man with glasses is already in his fifties, and Zhong Xiaofei doesn't feel aggrieved by calling him Third Master.

"Third Master, I don't have any other ability. I just make money with my mouth. When I was young, I was ignorant and said whatever I saw. But now I understand that some things cannot be said nonsense. As the saying goes, the secret cannot be leaked. Once the secret is leaked, God will

If he is unhappy, the old man will punish him

Yours! Do you know why Zhuge Liang died so early? It was because too many secrets were leaked, which shortened his lifespan. So, after the age of forty, I washed my hands in a golden basin and stopped telling people their fortunes, but they came to me every day.

There are still a lot of people there, so I have no choice but to hide in the south..."

Mr. Lu kept talking, and it was difficult for Zhong Xiaofei to tell whether what he said was true or false.

"I saw that you are a good guy today, so I broke the precept to remind you. If I tell you this, I will probably lose more than ten minutes of my life," Mr. Lu took a sip of wine, squinted his glasses, and said with a red face:

"So you spent money and didn't lose at all. It was me who lost!"

He shook his head and drank another drink.

"Third Master, please calculate for me, what is my future fortune?"

Zhong Xiaofei asked with a smile. What Mr. Lu said was very mysterious, and Zhong Xiaofei was very curious.

Third Master Lu squinted his glasses and calculated: "You had a lot of disasters when you were a child. Well, you traveled around for a long time and didn't settle down until you were ten years old. He once had a younger brother, but he died in infancy..."

Zhong Xiaofei opened his glasses in surprise. If he was dubious just now, now he really believes it, because Mr. Lu is very accurate. He has never told anyone about these childhood situations, especially his younger brother who died in infancy.

At that time, only the closest relatives in his hometown knew about it.

"You don't have to look at me in surprise. I've seen you look like this a lot..." Mr. Lu continued proudly: "Well, if my calculations are good, the next half month will be the most important in your life."

When you go to school, you have three hurdles to pass. If you pass, you will be rich and free. If you cannot pass, your life will be over. Going to jail is a light thing, and your life may be lost.

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Chapter completed!