Chapter 93
People who get rich through crooked means
Chen Huan had often heard people talk about staged accidents and such before.
I never expected to encounter this today.
Only now did he understand why the middle-aged man insisted on pushing him when he hadn't blocked anyone's way.
If it were someone with a bad temper, they would probably turn around and give him a good beating.
But the problem is, I noticed something was wrong in time and didn't touch him, yet he's lying on the ground. What does that mean?
Chen Huan immediately stepped aside, her face cold, and said, "Everyone saw it, I didn't touch you."
"Besides, there should be surveillance cameras here, so you'd better save your breath and stop embarrassing yourself here."
The middle-aged man clutched his waist and kept saying that Chen Huan had pushed him and twisted his back.
"This matter is not over until we have 50,000 yuan," the middle-aged man said firmly.
"Fifty thousand yuan?" Chen Huan laughed in anger.
No wonder this guy was wearing expensive clothes and a gold watch on his wrist.
It turns out that staging accidents to extort money is such a lucrative business.
I thought that with so many people watching, at least one or two would be willing to testify for me.
But in the end, everyone just watched the spectacle with amusement, and not a single one spoke up for justice.
Chen Huan looked up to find the camera.
At this moment, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "No need to look anymore. I know this place better than you do. The surveillance camera above is broken."
"You look like you're from the countryside; life must not be easy for you."
"I'll take pity on you. Just apologize to me and give me two thousand yuan, and that'll be it."
This guy seems to know a thing or two about psychological tactics.
They first asked for a whopping 50,000, then suddenly dropped it to 2,000, emphasizing the sense of disparity.
Some people might not want to get into this trouble, so they might just pay money to avoid it.
Furthermore, his arrogant and irritating demeanor is likely to provoke the person being scammed into getting angry again, and they might even beat him up.
This made things even more complicated, and they completely fell into his trap.
Chen Huan was furious.
He didn't care about the two thousand yuan, but he didn't mind spending the money himself, but he wouldn't accept a single penny if it was extorted from him.
This is Chen Huan's thought and attitude.
He crouched down, smiling at the middle-aged man, and asked, "Your back hurts, doesn't it?"
"How painful is it?"
The middle-aged man frowned. "Are you blind? Can't you see I can't move my lower body?"
"It could be nerve damage. If you go to the hospital, you'll need at least 100,000 or 200,000 yuan to recover."
Chen Huan smiled even more broadly, "You're lucky today, you ran into me."
The man's eyes lit up. "So you're willing to pay my medical expenses?"
Chen Huan shook his head. "No, that's not it."
"I said you're lucky because I'm a doctor, and a much better one than most doctors."
"From what I see, your condition isn't actually that serious."
"People who have truly suffered damage to their lumbar nerves will directly experience urinary and fecal incontinence; yours is not even at that level yet."
"You dare to play me?"
"Let me tell you, you have to pay for this matter today, whether you want to or not. The longer you drag it out, the worse it will be for you." The man's face darkened, and he became increasingly fierce but inwardly weak.
Chen Huan shrugged. "It's not that I'm kidding you, it's just that your symptoms look fake."
"Do you want to go all the way with this act?"
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, "What do you mean, the full service?"
"It's just incontinence," Chen Huan said, patting the man's shoulder.
This area is quite far from the sphincter muscles that govern the lower body.
But in that instant, Chen Huan had already condensed the true energy within his body into a thin thread.
Upon contact, it penetrates directly through a man's clothes and skin, entering his meridians.
This stimulates the meridians and acupoints near the sphincter muscles.
Then, after a series of extremely unsettling sounds, the middle-aged man was surprised to find that his crotch was wet.
"What's that awful smell?"
"Could this guy have actually pooped in his pants?" The onlookers covered their mouths and noses, backing away, their faces filled with disgust.
Zhao Jingjing knew that this must have been Chen Huan's doing, and she couldn't help but admire him again.
He muttered to himself, "Where does Chen Huan get so many tricks up his sleeve?"
"Anyone who messes with him now is really in deep trouble."
"What did you just do to me?"
"Did you prick me with a needle?" The middle-aged man covered his crotch with one hand and his buttocks with the other, his face full of surprise and embarrassment.
Although the business of staging accidents requires thick skin and no sense of shame.
But to defecate and urinate in front of so many people, all of it in your pants, is such a shocking sight.
He vaguely remembered a sharp, stinging pain coming from the spot where Chen Huan had touched him, like being pricked by a needle or feeling an electric current rushing through him.
Chen Huan immediately raised his hands to show everyone, "Look carefully, everyone, I don't have anything in my hands."
"This guy started by framing me, and now, in order to scam more money, he actually pooped in his pants pocket, affecting the environment and everyone's mood. He's truly despicable."
This time, Chen Huan's words resonated with others, who stood up to condemn the man who staged the accident.
"No matter how you try to deny it, my back was injured because of you. Now I can't move or stand up, so you have to pay me!"
"You're not leaving without paying me back." The man who was trying to stage an accident suddenly grabbed Chen Huan's leg and pressed his upper body against hers, ready to completely renege on his promise.
Chen Huan calmly replied, "You mean, as long as you can stand up on your own, your back will be fine, right?"
"Can I leave now?"
The man who was trying to stage an accident rolled his eyes, then nodded. "What you said makes sense, but the problem is that I have no feeling below my waist, so I can't stand up at all."
Chen Huan smiled brightly, "If I say you can, you can. There's absolutely no mistake."
After saying that, he patted the other person on the shoulder twice.
This time, a large amount of true energy was gathered in advance. After it was applied to the opponent's body, it was as if several sharp thorns instantly traveled along his skin and meridians to his legs.
This sharp pain is almost impossible to describe in words.
It was incredibly painful, so painful that it made you question the meaning of life.
"Ah!" The man who had been lying on the ground pretending to have lost sensation in his lower body suddenly let out a scream that echoed through the sky.
Then, as if electrified, it jumped up directly from the ground.
This was exactly what Chen Huan had been waiting for.
He immediately clapped his hands and laughed, "See? I told you so!"
"Didn't you stand up by yourself? I think you even jumped a little just now."
The man who was faking the accident suddenly felt the pain disappear. He wanted to continue pretending, but it was too late.
After all, when he came to his senses, he was already standing there, surrounded by countless pairs of disgusted and contemptuous eyes staring at him.
"Damn it, I've run into trouble today!"
I never expected to encounter this today.
Only now did he understand why the middle-aged man insisted on pushing him when he hadn't blocked anyone's way.
If it were someone with a bad temper, they would probably turn around and give him a good beating.
But the problem is, I noticed something was wrong in time and didn't touch him, yet he's lying on the ground. What does that mean?
Chen Huan immediately stepped aside, her face cold, and said, "Everyone saw it, I didn't touch you."
"Besides, there should be surveillance cameras here, so you'd better save your breath and stop embarrassing yourself here."
The middle-aged man clutched his waist and kept saying that Chen Huan had pushed him and twisted his back.
"This matter is not over until we have 50,000 yuan," the middle-aged man said firmly.
"Fifty thousand yuan?" Chen Huan laughed in anger.
No wonder this guy was wearing expensive clothes and a gold watch on his wrist.
It turns out that staging accidents to extort money is such a lucrative business.
I thought that with so many people watching, at least one or two would be willing to testify for me.
But in the end, everyone just watched the spectacle with amusement, and not a single one spoke up for justice.
Chen Huan looked up to find the camera.
At this moment, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "No need to look anymore. I know this place better than you do. The surveillance camera above is broken."
"You look like you're from the countryside; life must not be easy for you."
"I'll take pity on you. Just apologize to me and give me two thousand yuan, and that'll be it."
This guy seems to know a thing or two about psychological tactics.
They first asked for a whopping 50,000, then suddenly dropped it to 2,000, emphasizing the sense of disparity.
Some people might not want to get into this trouble, so they might just pay money to avoid it.
Furthermore, his arrogant and irritating demeanor is likely to provoke the person being scammed into getting angry again, and they might even beat him up.
This made things even more complicated, and they completely fell into his trap.
Chen Huan was furious.
He didn't care about the two thousand yuan, but he didn't mind spending the money himself, but he wouldn't accept a single penny if it was extorted from him.
This is Chen Huan's thought and attitude.
He crouched down, smiling at the middle-aged man, and asked, "Your back hurts, doesn't it?"
"How painful is it?"
The middle-aged man frowned. "Are you blind? Can't you see I can't move my lower body?"
"It could be nerve damage. If you go to the hospital, you'll need at least 100,000 or 200,000 yuan to recover."
Chen Huan smiled even more broadly, "You're lucky today, you ran into me."
The man's eyes lit up. "So you're willing to pay my medical expenses?"
Chen Huan shook his head. "No, that's not it."
"I said you're lucky because I'm a doctor, and a much better one than most doctors."
"From what I see, your condition isn't actually that serious."
"People who have truly suffered damage to their lumbar nerves will directly experience urinary and fecal incontinence; yours is not even at that level yet."
"You dare to play me?"
"Let me tell you, you have to pay for this matter today, whether you want to or not. The longer you drag it out, the worse it will be for you." The man's face darkened, and he became increasingly fierce but inwardly weak.
Chen Huan shrugged. "It's not that I'm kidding you, it's just that your symptoms look fake."
"Do you want to go all the way with this act?"
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, "What do you mean, the full service?"
"It's just incontinence," Chen Huan said, patting the man's shoulder.
This area is quite far from the sphincter muscles that govern the lower body.
But in that instant, Chen Huan had already condensed the true energy within his body into a thin thread.
Upon contact, it penetrates directly through a man's clothes and skin, entering his meridians.
This stimulates the meridians and acupoints near the sphincter muscles.
Then, after a series of extremely unsettling sounds, the middle-aged man was surprised to find that his crotch was wet.
"What's that awful smell?"
"Could this guy have actually pooped in his pants?" The onlookers covered their mouths and noses, backing away, their faces filled with disgust.
Zhao Jingjing knew that this must have been Chen Huan's doing, and she couldn't help but admire him again.
He muttered to himself, "Where does Chen Huan get so many tricks up his sleeve?"
"Anyone who messes with him now is really in deep trouble."
"What did you just do to me?"
"Did you prick me with a needle?" The middle-aged man covered his crotch with one hand and his buttocks with the other, his face full of surprise and embarrassment.
Although the business of staging accidents requires thick skin and no sense of shame.
But to defecate and urinate in front of so many people, all of it in your pants, is such a shocking sight.
He vaguely remembered a sharp, stinging pain coming from the spot where Chen Huan had touched him, like being pricked by a needle or feeling an electric current rushing through him.
Chen Huan immediately raised his hands to show everyone, "Look carefully, everyone, I don't have anything in my hands."
"This guy started by framing me, and now, in order to scam more money, he actually pooped in his pants pocket, affecting the environment and everyone's mood. He's truly despicable."
This time, Chen Huan's words resonated with others, who stood up to condemn the man who staged the accident.
"No matter how you try to deny it, my back was injured because of you. Now I can't move or stand up, so you have to pay me!"
"You're not leaving without paying me back." The man who was trying to stage an accident suddenly grabbed Chen Huan's leg and pressed his upper body against hers, ready to completely renege on his promise.
Chen Huan calmly replied, "You mean, as long as you can stand up on your own, your back will be fine, right?"
"Can I leave now?"
The man who was trying to stage an accident rolled his eyes, then nodded. "What you said makes sense, but the problem is that I have no feeling below my waist, so I can't stand up at all."
Chen Huan smiled brightly, "If I say you can, you can. There's absolutely no mistake."
After saying that, he patted the other person on the shoulder twice.
This time, a large amount of true energy was gathered in advance. After it was applied to the opponent's body, it was as if several sharp thorns instantly traveled along his skin and meridians to his legs.
This sharp pain is almost impossible to describe in words.
It was incredibly painful, so painful that it made you question the meaning of life.
"Ah!" The man who had been lying on the ground pretending to have lost sensation in his lower body suddenly let out a scream that echoed through the sky.
Then, as if electrified, it jumped up directly from the ground.
This was exactly what Chen Huan had been waiting for.
He immediately clapped his hands and laughed, "See? I told you so!"
"Didn't you stand up by yourself? I think you even jumped a little just now."
The man who was faking the accident suddenly felt the pain disappear. He wanted to continue pretending, but it was too late.
After all, when he came to his senses, he was already standing there, surrounded by countless pairs of disgusted and contemptuous eyes staring at him.
"Damn it, I've run into trouble today!"