Chapter 230 How Much Is the Compensation? [Basic Game Tickets]

Lu Yichen was so ashamed and angry that he found Chen Yuhang and his party.

Shame on you!

It’s so embarrassing!

He shrank more and more, his body shivered, and he arched his waist hard.

In fact, it was a stress reaction caused by shyness, but in the eyes of Chen Yuhang and others, they only thought it was because they were scared by Wang Yan.

The young man sat quietly and upright on the chair. His waist was not deliberately stretched, but his shoulders and back were very straight.

Four words flashed in Chen Yuhang and Fang Tong's minds - extraordinary manners.

Arrogant and noble, but not very aggressive.

However, the lack of sharpness in his posture made Lu Yichen shrink like a giant shrimp, making him look even more terrifying and unpredictable.

What a cruel person!

Chen Yuhang felt a sense of emotion in his heart, and he stopped a little uneasily, staying at the end of the crowd.

…

Just when Lu Yichen's mind went blank with shame and anger, Wang Yan suddenly raised his head and looked over.

"I can pretend that the conflict just now never happened."

"I have to deal with a low-income guy like you every year. I don't know how many things I have to deal with. I'm too lazy to think about it and I'm too lazy to remember it."

"The point is that Na Wu was disfigured."

"I don't have any hard requirements, it's up to you."

"As much as you think the responsibility lies with you, just pay as much as you need for mental damages, send it over, make amends, and we'll pay both sides."

"Okay, stop sticking here, it doesn't look good."

Wang Yan's voice was soothing and calm, and Lu Yichen even heard a hint of warmth in it, and was so moved that he wanted to cry.

Boss, thank you for showing your face to me!

"Okay, okay! Mr. Wang, I'll do it right away, don't worry! I will definitely... ugh... thank you, Mr. Wang!"

Lu Yichen's words were incoherent, and he even sobbed a little in the middle.

Lin Baizhou and others glanced sideways, feeling speechless and shocked.

In psychology, there is something called Stockholm Syndrome.

The life and death of the hostage is controlled by the killer. If the killer allows him to live, the hostage will be grateful and even develop a sense of psychological dependence.

Four factors are required to meet the conditions for Stockholm syndrome.

1. There must be a real sense of life threat.

When Wang Yan "broken" Heizi's neck, then pointed at Lu Yichen and said "you next", Lu Yichen really thought he was going to die.

2. Isolated from people other than the killer, with no access to other perspectives.

During the whole process, basically no one else spoke. Heizi's kind of scolding didn't count, he was completely satisfied.

3. The hostage must believe that it is impossible to escape.

Where to escape?

There is a home, a business, an address, and a shop.

Unless you go somewhere to hide, the psychological pressure of being noticed by someone like Wang Yan is unavoidable.

4. Receive some small favors.

How considerate is Mr. Wang? !

As soon as Chen Yuhang's group of idiots came, Mr. Wang let me go because he was afraid that I would be embarrassed and "unsightly". Wow, oh, oh, so touching!

…

Wang Yan himself didn't even realize that by chance, by "surviving" Lu Yichen's behavior for a while, a patient with Stockholm Syndrome was born.

Now Lu Yichen was even mentally grateful to Wang Yan for showing mercy.

Not to mention the fear, it was simply deep in my bones.

To be honest, any 23-year-old young man who sees his friend's neck being broken by a cold-blooded killer in the simplest way will collapse his psychological defense.

Moreover, Wang Yan's preparations before and after were all actor-level, which was a real improvisational performance.

No, no, it's not a show.

To be precise, it is just a performance element, most of it is Wang Yan's true character.

The system gives Brother Fugui not only the ability to make money, but also real superpowers.

If it was just money, Wang Yan would not have such strong confidence.

The most powerful ones are the abilities and habits that have been solidified, such as the beauty of body posture, Shenyan, Gracie Jiu-Jitsu, etc., which play an indescribable and huge role in improving self-confidence and shaping mentality.

And the wisdom gained from reading, observing, and thinking.

Today, under the catalysis of external pressure and internal anger, Wang Yan finally condensed his own style of acting.

Killer? !

godfather? !

Movie king? !

None of them are right.

Sway freely and freely, it varies from person to person and according to local conditions.

Yi said: The Great Yi does not change, but changes become eternal.

Sun Tzu said: Any fighter must use the right combination to win by surprise.

Wang Yan's style may be described as...

Zhengqi is ever-changing and the waves have no end.

…

Lu Yichen covered his face and ran away, while Wang Yan stood up and faced Lin Baizhou.

Big uncle...

Ah bah bah!

As good friends, you can no longer put on airs and treat them in a different way.

"Brother Zhou, are you okay?"

Give me a hug, Wang Xiaodi asked with concern.

Lin Baizhou smiled naturally: "It's okay. In fact, I just rushed up to start a fight. I'm not very good at fighting."

"That's good."

Wang Yan nodded, knowing what he was talking about.

Lin Baizhou is indeed not the kind of person who likes to fight fiercely, and his temper is even gentler than that of Lin Weiwei. Today's incident was purely unlucky and happened to happen at the right time. It is unjustifiable not to help with the fight.

Glancing back, Wu Fanlin was following behind, Fang Tong was two steps further away, and Chen Yuhang was last.

In terms of expression, Wu Fanlin was very calm, Fang Tong was slightly afraid and curious, and Chen Yuhang was the most awkward, with the kind of worry mixed with uneasiness and expectation.

Lin Baizhou sighed silently and patted Wang Yan on the shoulder.

"Let's go, young master, let's go upstairs to see Nawu and the others?"

"Brother Zhou, don't make trouble. You like to call me little brother, little brother, and you like to call me dog, dog. Don't go out with me."

Wang Yan smiled shyly, innocently, and harmlessly, like a big boy.

If it weren't for the smell of urine that still lingers in the nose, everyone would really believe it.

Damn you, how many times have you pissed yourself tonight? !

…

Wang Bladder Killer Urethral Yan glanced at Chen Yuhang with a smile, turned around and went upstairs without saying anything else.

The words I said to Lu Yichen before were said to classmate Xiao Lu, and even more to Chen Yuhang and his group.

How much you can understand depends on the individual.

Lin Baizhou undoubtedly understood, so he directly suggested that going up to see Na Wu was actually giving Chen Yuhang the last step up.

The group of people filed upstairs, Fang Tong fell behind and whispered to Chen Yuhang.

"Master Hang, really, don't do it anymore today."

Chen Yuhang kept a straight face and said nothing.

"Listen to my advice. You are much stronger than Lu Yichen's turtle grandson, but you are not strong enough to hold his head and eat shit, right?"

The implication is that you and Wang Yan are not on the same level.

Chen Yuhang gave a muffled "hmm".

Finally getting feedback, Fang Tong was relieved.

"We are not shy in fighting to win over others or racing against riches. If we can't win, why can't we afford to lose? Right?"

"Um."

"But the master in front of us plays differently than us. He comes from a circle of bumpkins, lives his life naturally, and fights for his life if we don't agree with him. We are porcelain, so we can't mess with you, right?"

What Fang Tong said was something Chen Yuhang already understood.

It's just that the arrogant life has been going on for too long, and I have forgotten how many dangers there are outside the circle.

At this moment, when Fang Tong reminded him - no, in fact, Fang Tong didn't need to remind him, Chen Yuhang felt like a mirror.

Fang Tong was afraid that Chen Yuhang would not be able to think clearly, so he kept chattering.

"Think about it, our old man can take advantage of at least three to five to eight hundred million, which is enough for us to spend a lifetime of living and drinking. If we don't have fun, what's the point?"

"I may not have as much money as you, but if you spend 10 million, you can only use public weapons. If you spend 1 million, you will be killed by a desperado. We are worried that something will happen to our family, but you are so wild that you are not afraid of anything..."

"Take a look, is it interesting?"

Chen Yuhang was upset by the chatter and waved his hands vigorously: "Stop talking."

After taking a few deep breaths, he added: "I understand, thank you!"

Thank you for what?

Thank you for passing me the ladder so that I can get off the stage.

Now that the conflict has not intensified, it can be over by just being soft and apologizing.

If you have to go through a barrage, have your backbone softened and then crawl to apologize, that's called a disease.

Chen Yuhang is quite irritable, but he is not that stupid.

However, my heart is still unwilling to accept it.

Looking up at Wang Yan's back, Chen Yuhang gritted his teeth and felt that he was far away.

"I remember what happened today. Don't give me a chance, otherwise I will definitely step on you hard and let you taste the injustice I feel today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yan, who was walking at the front, paused inexplicably and turned his head slightly.

hiss……

Chen Yuhang's back felt cold and his heart skipped two beats.

Bang, bang………………Bang, bang, bang!

The shooting stopped for a few seconds, and Chen Yuhang was so nervous that he had difficulty breathing.

Wang Yan really didn't do anything to him, he didn't have time.

However, just the contents that he imagined based on the results were enough to make Chen Yuhang feel intimidated.

Well, our classmate Wang is a virtuous person.

…

The ward that Dave opened was the largest double room and even had a private bathroom. It was certainly not comparable to the Xiangji Suite, but it was pretty good in a hospital.

There was only one man there before, and Dave was busy here and there. He didn't take a breath until now. When he saw Wang Yan at the door, he immediately came to greet him again.

"Sir, I have written down the condition and medical instructions. Do you want to hear the report now?"

In front of outsiders, Dave omits his last name and calls him Mr. instead of "Mr. Wang".

Wang Yan didn't even realize the spirituality.

Mr. Wang's mind was focused on worrying about Na Wu, and he was a little slow to care about anything else.

The silly girl had gauze wrapped around her head and her face was pale. She had woken up now, with tears in her big eyes.

It looked miserable.

But...it's unexpectedly pitiful and cute.

Glancing through the window, Wang Yan didn't rush in. He stopped and motioned to Dave: "You tell me."

Dave took out a small notebook and read from it.

"Ms. Nawu currently has a mild concussion. She may experience symptoms such as dizziness, nausea, vomiting, and short-term memory blur in the future. She will need to rest for at least 2 to 6 weeks."

"The specific recovery situation needs to be continuously observed, but it can be basically confirmed that recovery is not a big problem."

"The sutures on the head are made of No. 0 absorbable polyglycolic acid coated sutures, which are so-called high-end beauty threads. Director Chen uses a simple interrupted suture technique for subcutaneous sutures. The suture tension half-life...the subcutaneous collagen of the wound Deposition, cross-linking tension recovery period...wound strength..."

The babble of professional terminology frightened Wang Yan and his followers into a daze, with confused expressions on their faces.

"Director Chen has done his best technically. The rest is a matter of physical fitness."

"It is expected that the wound surface will be three fine lines with a width of no more than 1 mm, and the color is unknown."

"After the scabs fall off, you can use ginger slices to wipe it to prevent the granulation tissue from continuing to expand, and apply vitamin E appropriately to improve skin elasticity."

"My personal conclusion from the above is that scars are inevitable, but we can artificially minimize the losses."

"If everything goes well, three fine white lines similar to the skin color will be the best result."

Wang Yan nodded, feeling reassured.

If I can recover to that level, then I should be able to handle the rest, right?

Although there is currently no category related to beauty...

However, I always feel that there is hope...

Reassuring himself, Wang Yan turned around and looked around, but could not find Lu Yichen.

"Dave, didn't that guy with the dirty smell come up?"

"I came to say hello and said I was going to raise money."

"Didn't you go in and apologize?"

"It seems inconvenient."

Haha, it’s really not convenient...

With that smell, how big of a face do you have to dare to get in front of a girl?

Ignoring Lu Yichen, Wang Yan pushed the door open and entered the house.

As soon as Nawu looked up and saw Gouzi, her long eyelashes fluttered, and her big eyes were immediately filled with tears.

"Woof woof, am I disfigured?"

Xiong Da's voice is a bit hoarse and soft, which is extremely pitiful.

"No! The doctor said that he can fully recover." Wang Yan opened his mouth and started talking nonsense.

"You lied! Weiwei and Shishi Busi said that!"

The bear's mouth was slumped, and the flesh on his chin was squeezed out. He was extremely ugly, but he was particularly distressing.

"What did they say?"

Wang Yan walked over, stood at the head of the bed, and started clenching his fists.

"If they talk nonsense and scare you, I will hammer them for you! No one can do anything today, but little fairy Nawu is the biggest!"

Lin Weiwei and Fu Yushi sat on the head of Nawu's bed, one on the left and one on the right, reaching into the quilt to grab something.

"Have you learned to complain?"

"Don't we keep saying that it can be restored?"

"Don't think that we won't dare to deal with you because you are sick!"

"Apologise to my sister!"

Na Wu was so angry that she jumped on her feet: "Oh, you guys are so annoying! Woah woah, didn't you say you were going to hammer them? Hammer them!"

Wang Yan watched them making trouble with a smile.

To relieve psychological stress, you still have to rely on sisters.

Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Fang Tong immediately poked Chen Yuhang.

Chen Yuhang took a deep breath, stepped forward, and bowed to Na Wu.

"Reyi Na Wu, this mess today is all caused by me. I'm sorry for you, I'll bow to you to forgive you!"

Na Wu, Lin Weiwei, and Fu Yushi looked up in shock and were stunned.

Chen Yuhang's temper will leave a deep impression on him once he is exposed to it. Who would have thought that one day he would admit his mistakes?

And bowing to this extent? !

The apology is not over yet.

"Brother Chen, I'm really ashamed. I don't have the face to say anything to you. Please give me your card number and let me provide a small compensation..."

"No, no need...no need!"

Nawu's first reaction was to refuse. Firstly, she felt it was not good, and secondly, she felt that the money was too hot to hold.

Wang Yan ignored her objection, picked up Na Wu's bag, casually pulled out a card from the wallet, and handed it back to Lin Baizhou.

"Nawu, don't refuse what I want. Just take good care of your injuries. I'll take care of everything else."

Wink.

Nawu was obviously a little confused.

Lin Weiwei and Fu Yushi came to their senses and could probably guess what was going on, and held Na Wu's hand under the quilt.

One left and one right, just catch them all.

Lin Baizhou took the bank card, stepped forward, and handed it to Chen Yuhang.

In fact, Wang Yan is closer to Chen Yuhang. The meaning of this hand move is very obvious——

The matter is not over yet, we have no friendship.

Chen Yuhang was not stupid, so how could he not understand what Wang Yan meant?

But he said nothing, took the card, turned around and went out to arrange the transfer.

Fang Tong followed him out and asked quietly: "How much?"

Chen Yuhang closed his eyes, leaned against the wall, and fell into deep thought.

To this day, some people still say that I update every day. I average 8,500 words a day, which is a normal 4 chapters! Cried