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Luckily, his Xincheng County was not big. If Old Man Jin had indeed come to the county to look for Jin Cuier, then he should be near the Public Security Bureau.
Not long after, Yang Fann turned at a crossroad and was attracted by a group of people not far away. These people formed a circle and were shouting excitedly.
Yang Fann walked over, but before he could get close, he heard the crowd shouting: "Good, good fight, you have to teach a lesson for being shameless like this."
"Kick him, kick him hard. I hate these old bastards. I'd rather kick him to death!"
"The old man is so shameless. He's still playing the pengci game. Send him to the police station and we'll call it after we turn the corner. Don't let him off! He's an old man after all!"
Yang Fann immediately understood what was going on when he heard this. It should be because he met the legendary bad old man, since a judge made a mess in a Peng Yu case that year, many bad old men appeared in society overnight. These old men relied on their age to stir up trouble everywhere, seriously challenging people's moral bottom line.
Originally, when something like this happened, a guy like Yang Fann who showed off his curiosity would be happy to go in and watch the show. However, he still needed to find Old Man Jin, so he lost the interest to watch the show and prepared to walk around the crowd.
Just when Yang Fann had walked around the crowd for more than ten meters, he suddenly heard an old man cry out in pain. There was also a "peng" sound, as if someone kicked him.
Yang Fann's hearing was now much better than an ordinary person's. Just this painful groan was enough to tell that something was wrong. Wasn't this Old Man Jin's voice?
F * * k, when did Old Man Jin become a pengci?
Regardless of whether Old Man Jin was real or was wrongly accused, Yang Fann couldn't just let it go. Even if he came to find Old Man Jin, for Jin Cuier's sake, he still had to be responsible for Old Man Jin's death.
Easily pushing through the crowd, Yang Fann squeezed through the encirclement and immediately saw Old Man Jin, who was lying on the ground and covered in dirt.
There was a Mercedes-Benz parked next to him. A young man stood in front of the Mercedes and glared at Old Man Jin. It was probably him who kicked the footprints on Old Man Jin's body.
"What's going on? How are you going to hit me? " Yang Fann stepped in front of Old Man Jin to stop the young man from kicking Old Man Jin's leg again.
"Who the f * ck are you?" Mind your own business! "Oh, I know. You're f * cking on the same side as this old guy, right?" As he said that, the young man raised his hand to slap Yang Fann. Unbelievably, he wanted to slap Yang Fann in the face.
Yang Fann raised his hand to block the slap, then looked at the young man with a smile that was not a smile: "I don't think it's that old man touching porcelain, but you really hit him, right?"
Hearing that, a hint of panic flashed across the young man's eyes. Although it was quickly covered up by Yang Fann, how could it escape Yang Fann's eyes.
"Lad, you have just arrived and are ignorant of the situation. Don't meddle in other people's business, I have met this kind of old man before. If not for someone helping to testify for me, I would have been cheated!"
"That's right, haven't you played it many times on TV already? Lad, don't be fooled by him!"
"Humph, I see that this young man is in cahoots with that old man. Now that the matter has been exposed, he jumped out!"
When the crowd saw Yang Fann stick out his head for Old Man Jin, they started to clamor and advised him not to meddle in other people's business, saying that he and Old Man Jin were in the same group. In short, none of them believed that Old Man Jin was hit by a car.
When the young man driving the Mercedes-Benz saw that everyone was on his side, he immediately said in an imposing manner, "Kid, hurry up and get lost. There are some people in this world that you can't afford to offend. It will be your retribution if you meddle in other people's business!"
This time, the young man only dared to threaten and didn't dare to attack Yang Fann again. Earlier, he wanted to slap Yang Fann, but he was easily stopped by Yang Fann.
Yang Fann's gaze swept across the Mercedes-Benz and found a trace of a bump. Although it wasn't obvious, it still couldn't escape Yang Fann's sharp eyes.
"What is this?" Yang Fann pointed at the scratch and asked: "This is the evidence that you knocked down this old man, right? You even said that the old man was a pengci, I think you must have hit someone to deny it! "
"You … You're talking nonsense. This was the old guy who hit me himself. If he wanted to hit the porcelain, of course he'd hit my car. That's the truth, isn't that right? "
"Heh heh, get your driving recorder and let everyone see who touched who."
If it was in the past, Yang Fann might not be able to prove who touched who, but ever since he bought the Ford Raptor, he knew how to solve this kind of thing.
Because his Ford Raptor had a driving recorder installed, Yang Fann knew that this thing was really useful. For a good car like the Mercedes-Benz, it should be equipped with this kind of equipment.
"No, no, I didn't have that thing in my car. Who would have nothing better to do with that thing? If I had left any evidence, wouldn't I have made myself uncomfortable?"
This time, the young man spoke with a very imposing tone. It seemed that he really did not have a driving recorder installed, but in his excitement, he revealed his true thoughts. It seemed that this guy had done a lot of bad things and had only stopped because he was afraid that the driving recorder would leave evidence for him.
Yang Fann looked inside the Mercedes-Benz and sure enough, he didn't see any car recorder, so he was at a loss. Xincheng County was not a Jiangnan City, and there weren't electronic eyes everywhere on the streets. It was really hard to find evidence.
The people watching the argument between Yang Fann and the driver of the Mercedes-Benz were all waiting to see the show. If there was any race in the world that liked to watch the show the most, it would definitely belong to the Chinese.
"Everyone, did anyone use your phone to record the scene of the collision just now? Why don't you take it out for everyone to see?" A young man in the crowd suddenly stood up and shouted.
This young man was around 25 or 26 years old and was wearing a security uniform. He seemed to be a security guard of some unit. From his tone, Yang Fann didn't hear any schadenfreude, as if he really wanted to know the truth.
"Little security, you f * * k off, stop messing around here. Which family are you a security guard from? Do you believe that I can get someone to call you?" The Mercedes-Benz guy was able to chat with Yang Fann for a long time because he knew he couldn't beat Yang Fann. Now that he saw a security guard jumping out to cause trouble, he immediately went mad.