"I hit you, so what? I hit you and you still have to pay!" the car owner said arrogantly.
"Brother, can you be reasonable..."
"Reasonable? What reason is there to talk with a pathetic bun seller like you? My car is worth how much, and your damn tricycle is worth what? Hurry up and pay!"
"Brother, selling buns only makes me 300 yuan, how about I give you all of this 300 yuan?" the tricycle owner said with a pained expression.
"300 yuan? 300 yuan is what you give to beggars? I'm telling you, I bought this car for hundreds of thousands, the dent you caused will cost at least ten thousand to fix, today I'm in a good mood so I'll just take five thousand from you. If you can't pay, I'll smash your damn tricycle!"
"Please don't smash my vehicle, I rely on it to sell buns!"
"Then pay up."
"I don't have money...otherwise, just beat me up." the tricycle owner said pitifully.
