Mu Qingshan could see clearly. The seemingly weak man just now seemed to have changed into another person in an instant, with a hideous face. Seeing that Mu Qingshan, who was closest to him, was separated by two seats, it was impossible for him to spit out so far. He cursed a few words and complained, and then sat down lazily.

As a result, Mu Qingshan would never dare to sleep anymore, his heart was undulating, and he felt something was wrong in his heart, as if something would definitely happen next. Just now, this person was clearly showing off his fierce light, but he could not hide it. It was obvious that he had other intentions, so he must be careful.

The bus drove northwards, and some guests got on the bus. When they arrived at an elderly man who was very heavy in the village, he walked up. Before he even stepped into the car, he asked, "Brother Poison (Brother Driver), please do you think this is a car to Xitie? I am from the village of Seitang. I went to see my son, he is an official in the city."

When the person who came in the car heard the old man's words, he was completely happy. The old man's clothes were worn and patches were everywhere. He was as peach as old ginger. He had a peculiar horse face. He didn't need to put on makeup. He was a bit like a clown in a circus. It would be fine if this old man asked for directions, but he was afraid that others would not know that his son would be an official. Ming almost moved out his household registration book. At a glance, he knew that it was an old man who had never traveled far away. When the driver heard the old man say that his son was an official, Ming was a man who was a dementia and said kindly: "Old man, it's not easy to go far away. Why don't you let your son pick you up? There is a seat behind him, so go and sit down, be careful not to fall!"

The old man nodded, and even put his hands together and thanked the driver. What kind of etiquette is this? Amid the laughter, the old man walked back with a staggering pace, just sitting down on the right hand of the three young men.

Mu Qingshan could see clearly. After sitting down, the old man pulled a burlap bag from his side and fiddled with it for a while. He actually took out a large bundle of colorful things from the bag. The old man's bark-like hand was fiddling on the Daduan banknotes, muttering. "It seems like it's US dollar bills? Money should not be exposed. Why did this old man take it out in the car and fiddle with it? I have to find a way to remind him."

Mu Qingshan was about to change to the old man without any hesitation, but at this time, the young man with white faces who was close to the old man turned his head and suddenly shouted loudly. He said, "Damn, isn't it the dollar? So many? One can be exchanged for eight! Old man, have you brought so much money to do business?"

As soon as these words were said, the more than 20 passengers in front immediately turned around. For a moment, they were really full of things. People had one thing in common. It was a waste to put so much money on such an old man, but it was a dollar!

I heard that I have heard that many people have seen them before. Fortunately, these young people are very knowledgeable and can see them at a glance.

The old man seemed to be happy to see so many people looking at him. He said happily: "Yes... it's US dollars. My son said so, and he told me to put it away. If you need to use it in the future, you can go to a company to exchange it. I, the old man, knows what kind of company! This colorful thing looks better than our banknotes, do you think so?"

The young man who had just drooled, quickly looked at his companions, then turned around and said kindly to the old man: "Old man, are you talking about a rural credit union? Haha! This is a coincidence. We are the local staff of the credit union. This time we went to the countryside to investigate. Do you think the money needs to be exchanged?"

The old man looked at the young man talking in a little puzzled manner and asked, "What kind of society are you from?"

"It's a rural credit union, right! This is my work document."

The young man respectfully took out a document and handed it over, then quickly took out more than a dozen RMB from his pocket and said softly: "Old man, why not do this! You are not familiar with the place, so it is not easy to find a credit union. I will exchange a few more for you now. When you arrive in the city, you will have money to take a taxi to your son. When you go outside, it will be easier to do things with money. Alas! It is a fate to meet us!"

The old man grinned with his big cracked mouth and smiled a few times, saying happily: "Young man, I can't understand this thing, but what you said just now is good, how did you change the Da item?

I just couldn't hear clearly."

The young man lowered his voice and said, "It's one to one, I have fifteen pictures here."

The old man was also very happy. He shook the banknotes in his hand, licked a little saliva with his rough index finger, immediately lit fifteen pieces and handed them to the young man.

Although this conversation was very low-key, everyone was paying attention here, so they could naturally hear the mystery. These three young people immediately made a small fortune with their three-inch tongue. The US dollar is more valuable than the RMB. Everyone knows this principle.

The carriage was silent for a while. The woman who had just spitted at Mu Qingshan stood up and walked over with a smile on her face. She was holding three hundred yuan in her hand and said with a smile: "Old man, I have three hundred yuan here. Let's change you three! It can be considered as helping you with a little favor."

"That's good!"

The old man seemed to be dizzy and immediately completed the coin exchange procedures. As a result, the carriage immediately became boiling. Everyone with money rushed towards the back, holding all the RMB in his hand, perhaps because he was frightened. The poultry in the car immediately started to scream, and the scene was so chaotic.

"Stand up and line up, I'm responsible for helping this farmer uncle. Everyone has a share. Hey! There is no need to squeeze behind us. We must have a principle to do good deeds." The young man sat next to the old man had taken over the old man's bundle of dollars at some point, and the other two men temporarily took on the position of security guard.

Mu Qingshan looked at the old man and then the three young men. He immediately thought of the gang fraud that was once popular in the city. Suddenly, he understood everything. This trick was so beautiful. The country people were simple in their minds and had backward information. Where could they recognize the scammers? As soon as they started to cheer, their heads became hot. They didn't even think that these four people knew each other + they just got on the bus at different stops.

"No, we must not let these guys cheat the villagers of their hard-earned money."

After a certain idea, Mu Qingshan immediately stood up from behind and shouted: "Brother, give me five umbrellas first. My money for buying piglets is still hidden in my socks, so I will take it out immediately."

The young man in charge of paying the money saw Mu Qingshan crying anxiously, and couldn't help but feel funny. He licked his mouth and immediately pointed out five pieces of the money, and said in a low voice: "Young man, you'll make 3,000 yuan in exchange for money. You can get a young wife when you go home."

Mu Qingshan beat Qian and giggled twice. He shook hard for a few times, and suddenly shouted loudly: "No! This money is so rough and slippery to the touch, it's not fake!"

The young man's eyes flashed sharply. He suddenly took action to grab Mu Qingshan's money in front of him, and shouted in a deep voice: "Homemaker, what are you talking about? We are professionals, will we miss it?"

"It's not really fake, right? I really haven't seen US dollars!"

People began to talk about it, no wonder that although the country people were simple, they were not fools. Once Mu Qingshan reminded him, the people who had exchanged money began to identify the money in their hands in confusion, and those who were preparing to exchange money also hesitated.

At this time, Mu Qingshan spoke, and he raised the banknotes and shouted loudly: "I remembered that my brother-in-law said that it is impossible for a credit union to exchange banknotes, and they are all lying.

Fake land, this is definitely fake, this watermark is too vague. American land technology is more advanced than us, so why can't you even get a bill? I won't change it anymore. I want to cheat me on buying piglets, but I don't even have the door."

As the saying goes: You can see the way, and you can't watch the excitement. Mu Qingshan, who was sober, carefully identified the banknotes in his hand, immediately understood everything. In shock, he immediately surrounded three young people and asked to exchange them for the RMB immediately.

The situation turned sharply, and at this moment, a slap suddenly sounded in the crowd, and a sharp and violent voice roared: "Don't move everything, who dares to come over? I will not recognize the knife in my hand."

The group of people didn't have much ink in their stomachs and lacked the ability to deal with Wan Ai. Just now, the gangster was in charge of collecting money was not prepared, and the money in his hand snatched the fat woman who was spitting. The young man in charge of the umbrella money was angry and evilly turned the courage to slap the woman hard, and then took out a knife with a cold light at the same time.

Everyone ignored the fact that they snatched the money from the fat woman's hands from the street and pressed forward one after another. The three criminals saw that they could not interfere in front of them, and immediately turned around and stared at Mu Qingshan viciously. The old man raised his eyebrows just now, and actually dragged a good thing out of the sack, a sharp knife with a cow ear.

As Mu Qingshan guessed, this group of people were all a group of fanged ghosts.

"Young man, you are talking nonsense! You pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, right? You dare to interrupt when doing things with Lao Yao. Believe it or not, I picked your tongue. There are also three of you really stupid guys who can't even hold money. Novice is a novice and will never be able to get on the road."

The old man's eyes shot out a cold light from his slightest cushion, and his tyrannical aura was so strong that he looked weak and could be bullied? It was clearly an old jackal in wolf's skin.

To be honest, there have been many bad people. Mu Qingshan has never seen such an elderly person who is still seeking life on this path. It really means that people should not behave like appearances, and the sea water should not be measured.

"What should I do? I haven't recovered my skills and I'm not even as good as an ordinary person. How can I deal with these extremely vicious people?"

Looking at the approaching ox-eared sharp knife, Mu Qingshan's head was turning rapidly, thinking about a plan to escape. Just as he reached the time, the rushing car stopped abruptly, and the passengers who had allocated the money immediately turned around and rushed towards the open car door. It was obvious that these people had discovered the situation later. In such an era, it would be a problem to protect themselves, so let's take care of others' frost.

This group of scammers dare not take it seriously and rob everyone with a knife. There are rules and thieves. Scammers are scammers, which are scary and are recognized. They often run on this road. If they really dare to make a spy, it will be difficult to deal with when things get big.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, Mu Qingshan immediately retracted his seat. Minghao pretended to be stupid and shouted: "Kill people! The robber wants to kill me." Mu Qingshan knew that only those who pretended to be ignorant farm boys would lower their vigilance and would not attack them.

With a coaxing sound, people surrounded the street and went out of the car door, but no one turned around, and some even whispered: "Damn, I knew that four of them were old liars after drought. Fortunately, I was so calm! The boy was impatient and knew it well. He even reminded others that the bad guys nowadays are all vengeful masters! This boy can't escape a beat!"

Mu Qingshan hurried behind the seat, and didn't understand that these passengers were so ruthless. Many ants bite the elephant to death. They wanted everyone to take some courage. Where was these thieves' turn to be arrogant and domineering? There was a numbness and heartache in their hearts. The last passenger flew out of the carriage, and looked back at Mu Qingshan surrounded. He was sarcastic, as if he was enjoying a game about to start.

Mu Qingshan sighed a long time, gradually regaining his usual calmness. Now that things have come, he stretched his head and shrunk his head. However, he didn't expect that the passengers were so unfaithful, so he simply smiled at the four people who forced him over and said, "This lesson is really worth it, let's do it!"

Mu Qingshan held his head in one hand and squatted slowly over, like a lamb waiting to be cut.

No one knows the sorrow in his heart.

The four gangsters looked at each other and couldn't turn their heads. Why did this nosy country bumpkin look like a different person? What else is the lesson worth it? This kid is really itchy?

"I'm crazy, I beat me so hard that I don't even recognize him." The old jackal spat out fiercely.

The car started slowly, and three or two passengers who had just gotten on the bus immediately slipped down when they saw that the momentum was wrong. The driver seemed to be mute and didn't even raise his head.

Ten minutes later, the car arrived in the northern urban area of ​​Xijing. This area has always been a tough person, with all kinds of people, mixed with all kinds of people, and the pirated industry, street stalls are the leading industries in these blocks, and the degree of chaos can be seen.

With a gala, a long-distance bus stopped on the street. Three young men and an old man walked out of their arms, clapped their hands, and got into the abortion. After a while, the driver took off the sunglasses from the bridge of his nose and walked towards the rear carriage.

"Boy, you are not dead yet? Get off the car for me before you die. It would be a bad luck to fall into someone like you. What kind of heroes should I learn from if I have no arms or legs or something."

Mu Qingshan frowned and stood up in vain. The internal injuries had not healed. Fortunately, these guys did not use a knife, but the external injuries were a little serious. The corners of his mouth were bleeding and bruised everywhere. The only old clothes on his body were torn into a bullfighter's apron, with circles of leather shoe prints on it. From the master of black emblem to this point, he was beaten up by several liars. This feeling was really heartwarming!

Mu Qingshan's eyes looked a little dull, giving people a feeling of insensitiveness. He wiped the corners of his mouth, took a few breaths of cold air, and then slowly stood up, Mu Ran said: "If I don't speak, I will be the one who can't sleep tonight."

The driver was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "What did you get? Did anyone receive your favor? Or was it trampled under his feet and became a laughing stock, haha! Young man, when you reach my age, you will understand everything."

Mu Qingshan thought for a while and walked out of the car silently. He was not speechless, but what the driver said was indeed a disease of the whole society. He was good at eloquence, so why should he say more? Dear! If you think this site is good, please remember this site to help promote it! This site!
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