Chapter 372: The Blackhearted Driver

At noon on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, Mo Haoran arrived at Anhua City Airport. Not long after he walked out of the airport, many taxi drivers flocked to him and shouted to solicit customers.

Mo Haoran smiled faintly and walked slowly out along the airport avenue. Suddenly, a man with a flat head and black clothes stopped Mo Haoran in front of him. He smiled slightly at Mo Haoran and said:

"Young man, can you go to Jiangcheng? Go directly."

Mo Haoran looked at the driver in front of him so enthusiastic that he walked into the car without thinking too much. The driver looked at the young Mo Haoran and walked into the car without thinking, and immediately smiled. It was obviously not easy to be able to hold such a long-distance passenger at the airport.

Mo Haoran got into the seat behind the taxi and spoke to the driver:

"Go to Jiangcheng University."

When the driver heard Mo Haoran arrived at Jiangcheng University, he couldn't help but have some doubts. Now it was the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the students of Jiangcheng University had already had a holiday. At this time, he couldn't help but have some doubts when he rushed to Jiangcheng University. But is it just to make some money, so the man with a flat head didn't ask much, and the car started immediately and went to Jiangcheng University in an instant.

There were still some faraway road along the way, so Mo Haoran simply closed his eyes and started to doze, and the time in the car was still a bit boring.

In the afternoon, the driver finally sent Mo Haoran to the vicinity of Jiangcheng University. Looking at Mo Haoran who was still dozing off, he couldn't help but kindly reminded him:

"Young man, here."

Hearing the driver's kind reminder, Mo Haoran finally opened his sleepy eyes. He rubbed his eyes, then picked up the four casual lv bags and walked out of the car.

Mo Haoran walked to the driver and spoke:

"Master, how much does it cost?"

The driver looked at Mo Haoran's face still having a trace of childishness, and couldn't help but pretend to be generous and said:

"Young man, I'll give you five hundred dollars."

Mo Haoran was still listless. At this moment, he heard the driver quoted a sky-high price of 500 yuan. He couldn't help but wake up a little and asked uncertainly:

"How much?"

The driver couldn't help but feel patient and said again:

"Give it five hundred."

In this way, it seemed that Mo Haoran had taken a huge advantage, but Mo Haoran knew that it was at most two or three hundred yuan to reach Jiangcheng. Five hundred yuan was completely doubled, and it was obviously the driver who was blackmailing him. Mo Haoran thought of the unscrupulous driver slaughtering passengers on the TV news. It seemed that he also met a unscrupulous driver today.

Mo Haoran was not afraid of such a thing. If anyone could blackmail Mo Haoran's money from Jiangcheng, I was afraid he hadn't been born yet. Mo Haoran smiled faintly and said:

"Brother, it's a bit outrageous to just pay 500 yuan. This is not the first time I've made it. I'd better look at the schedule and quote a real price."

When the driver saw that Mo Haoran was unwilling to take out five hundred yuan of rental money, he couldn't help but be stunned. He smiled at Mo Haoran and said:

"Young man, I'm young, and now I've made my car. I say it's as much as I can."

His subconscious actually means that you, a young man, didn't ask for the price at first, but now you are not slaughtered by me. Didn't you just let yourself slaughter for the young man who didn't ask for the price at first? He has seen a lot of such things, and he has not blackmailed him twice.

Mo Haoran smiled faintly and said casually:

"What are you going to do if I don't give it to you?"

The driver was stunned when he saw Mo Haoran's indifferent smile. This young man was so calm when he encountered such a thing, he had never seen it before. But in an instant, when he thought of five hundred yuan, he gritted his teeth, showed a hideous expression, and said:

"Hehe, if you don't give it, you know."

This kind of words is what he often says. The subconsciousness of such words is self-evident. This is a relatively tactful threat. Most people will show a timid look when they hear this sentence.

Unexpectedly, Mo Haoran smiled faintly and asked in a pretended unclear way:

"Brother, what do you mean? If you don't give it, then what are you going to do to me?"

The driver was stunned at this moment. He obviously had never seen this situation before. At this moment, the driver looked at Mo Haoran with a smile on his face, thinking that he had encountered a hard hand today. The ferocious look on his face couldn't help but withdraw a little, and opened his mouth to search:

"Brother, are you chaotic on the way?"

Mo Haoran smiled calmly and said:

"I am a freshman at Jiangcheng University and have never been on the road."

Mo Haoran's words are completely the truth, but as long as a person in Jiangcheng understands, Mo Haoran is not as simple as he said on the surface. If the driver really understands Mo Haoran, he will definitely be able to pat his butt and leave without saying a word.

Obviously, the driver is not a native of Jiangcheng, and he does not know much about Mo Haoran, a newly rising legend. At this moment, when he heard Mo Haoran report to his home, he couldn't help but feel much more relieved and said:

"Since that's the case, I advise you to hand over the money quickly. It's not necessary to get the time, but it's not necessarily the time."

Mo Haoran originally had a playful attitude to see what the driver had. However, this driver did not seem to have any special means except for some threats. It seems that such a bad driver is just a bold and blackmailed some honest and decent passengers.

Mo Haoran still had a faint smile on his face and spoke to the driver:

"Remember, my name is Mo Haoran."

Then, Mo Haoran strode towards his small leap layer. Mo Haoran still remembered that when he went home to see Lin Qingqing and the others, he had no extra time to talk to the driver. He couldn't help but leave, and turned around and left.

When the driver heard the young man's introduction, he couldn't help but feel a little strange. However, seeing that Mo Haoran was about to leave his sight, he couldn't help but hurriedly walked forward, stopped Mo Haoran and said:

"I don't care whether you're called Mo Haoran or Yang Haoran, you must give the fare of 500 yuan."

There was no slight turbulence on Mo Haoran's face, and he stretched out his hand and opened the driver to stop his arm. Suddenly, the driver felt a piercing pain coming from his arm. Mo Haoran's random movement actually had such great power.

The driver instantly understood that Mo Haoran was just a good skill. This was the 21st century, and skills were no longer so important. No matter how high a person's ability was, he could not compare to a group of fierce men holding knives. The driver instantly designated Mo Haoran as a reckless man, and there was nothing to be afraid of such a driver.

The driver also met some gangsters in Jiangcheng, otherwise he would not have run to Jiangcheng so safely. The driver instantly stared at Mo Haoran and said viciously:

"Hehe, wait, there are many of my buddies on Jiangcheng Road."

Mo Haoran still had a smile on his face, but just looked at him lightly and said:

"Since you want to make trouble, I'll do it with you. However, remember to tell them when you call, my name is Mo Haoran."

Soon, the phone was answered. The driver hurriedly said:

"Brother Liu, I have a young man here. After making my car, I didn't even pay."

This is not the first time that the driver has done this kind of thing. When they meet those passengers who are unwilling to give money, they are usually taken by Brother Liu and others. Originally, the driver only costs 500, but Brother Liu and others may have 1,200, and they will definitely not do it in vain. A hooligan like this is originally looking for such opportunities to deceive some honest civilians. And this kind of black-hearted taxi driver is exactly their best partner.

The driver used a domestic election mobile phone, and the sound effect was very good. Although Mo Haoran was standing aside, he still clearly heard Brother Yang's voice on the opposite side:

"Oh, it's that ignorant man. Even though he is still not tactful during the New Year. Hehe, where is it, I'll bring a few brothers here right away."

When Mo Haoran heard the so-called Brother Yang's voice, he smiled slightly, and then spoke casually:

"Remember to tell him that my name is Mo Haoran."

Mo Haoran was originally in a hurry to go home, but looking at the entangled driver, he would not be in a hurry at this moment, so he simply stood aside and saw what tricks the driver in front of him could use. Mo Haoran was not afraid of the underworld in Jiangcheng. Mo Haoran also firmly believed that Liao Xuefeng had already explained to his younger brothers. Even if he saw that he did not escape in panic, he would definitely not dare to make any decisions.

To take a step back, you have to consider your own weight if you can beat Mo Haoran. Mo Haoran's Tibetan martial arts are now also a great success, and ordinary people are no match for him at all.

When the driver heard Mo Haoran chattering around without any tact, he immediately smiled at Brother Yang and said casually:

"By the way, this kid keeps saying that his name is Mo Haoran. I don't know what's going on?"

Brother Yang heard the driver say it was Mo Haoran, but he didn't pay attention at first, and he said carelessly:

"No matter what Haoran is, I have to kill a thousand yuan this time. It's the New Year, so it's time to make some money to buy things."

Suddenly, Brother Yang seemed to realize something and asked uncertainly:

"You just said that his name is Mo Haoran?"

When the driver heard Brother Yang ask again, he was stunned. He didn't understand what Brother Yang asked, but he still answered seriously:

"Well, he always said that his name is Mo Haoran. But when he sees that he is young, his brain should be fine. But chatting like a sequelae of meningitis."

When Brother Yang heard the driver say that he was young and his name was Mo Haoran, he immediately understood. Mo Haoran was not something he could easily offend. He was originally happy, but his face was like eggplant caused by winter frost. Brother Yang whispered:

"Old Wang, Mo Haoran is a person we can't afford to offend. Apologize to him, and I hope he can forgive you."

When the driver Lao Wang heard that Brother Yang, who had always been the most dependent, suddenly retreated and couldn't help but speak unwillingly:

"But Brother Yang, he didn't give him a penny to take the bus, so why do you have to apologize to him?"

Brother Yang couldn't help but lower his voice and said:
Chapter completed!