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Chapter 316: The Otome Game Twenty-seven

A thief fell into the hands of An Suisui.

It stands to reason that when a thief is caught, he will either apologize or beg for mercy.

Those who spoke harshly were beaten in silence.

This thief was extremely arrogant, covering his mouth and wailing, while taking time to yell and threaten An Suisui loudly.

"You bastard, how dare you interfere in my affairs? When my brothers come, I will kill you two blind people!"

"****,****!"

The thief spoke endlessly of all kinds of curse words, which completely wiped out the few writing skills he had.

Jian Shi clenched his fists to tell him not to see the sun today.

He was stopped by An Suisui.

"Dog stuff."

An Suisui kicked him with enough force that he was seriously injured but not killed.

"Looking at the three melons and two dates you have on you, you can't afford to pay for my fried dough sticks. Call your brother over, right away."

The thief still wanted to scold him, but was deterred by Jian Shi's cold glance.

Moreover, that stinky bitch was as if he had taken a powerful pill, his force was surprisingly strong, and his stomach was almost kicked out with his kick.

The thief bared his teeth and dialed his younger brother's phone number.

After cussing and cursing on the phone, the thief became much more forceful in his speech.

The younger brother has ten seconds to reach the battlefield.

Perhaps it was because the thief looked so miserable that the girl who had something stolen looked at it from a distance and finally reluctantly gave up her wallet.

Flee the scene in a hurry.

Ten minutes later, a shabby van parked on the side of the road, and a dozen Shamat with colored hair got out of the car.

The first person to get off the bus raised his chin higher than An Suisui. As soon as he got off the bus, he shouted arrogantly, "Who is it? Who dares to hit my elder brother? Stand up and get stabbed twice by me!"

Then, he was kicked by the younger brother No. 2 who got off the car behind him.

"Don't block the way, you blind thing. Didn't you see the boss lying there?"

Thief:"……"

The Shamate boys swarmed in and quickly surrounded An Suisui and the two at the crime scene.

When the boy with his nostrils turned upward saw his boss covered in blood, he immediately screamed and threw himself on the thief, crying bitterly.

"Boss! What's wrong with you, boss!"

"Who, who hurt you, tell me, I will kill them to avenge you!"

"Boss, don't worry, we will help you take care of your sister-in-law!"

Thief:"……",

An Suisui: "..."

Are these people really here for revenge?

Are you here to see him off?

The thief also felt that his younger brother was really embarrassed, so he supported his stunned head and slapped the younger brother in the face with his backhand.

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet! Get out of here!"

The mourning brother was surprised, the elder brother is not dead yet?

He reacted very quickly. When he saw that his boss was so angry and swearing so vigorously, he stood up abruptly, his face filled with indignation.

"Boss, tell me who provoked you. I will rush up and chop him right now."

thump!

The thief who was originally held by him suddenly fell to the ground, hit the back of his head on the ground, and fainted completely.

An Suisui sighed.

I thought that the thief was already invincible, but I didn't expect that his little brother was even more invincible than him.

An Suisui raised his hand and counted the heads.

"1,2,3...11, including your boss, there are twelve in total."

"Okay, lift him up and let's find a hidden place to talk. It's not very convenient here."

Although it was still early in the morning, it was easy to meet acquaintances in such a spacious street.

The brains of the younger brothers are just like decorations, completely useless.

After listening to An Suisui's words, he didn't notice anything was wrong. He picked up the unconscious thief on the ground and followed her into a remote alley.

Then, more than a dozen people were beaten up and left trembling in the corner of the alley.

An Suisui said, "Here, pay the head fee."

At this time, the thief woke up leisurely.

Before his severely injured brain had time to figure out the situation, he saw the figures surrounding him and immediately yelled:

"Brothers, come on, take them down for me!"

No one responded to him, and the situation suddenly became awkward.

"Boss, boss."

The younger brother squatting behind the thief wanted to remind him, but unfortunately it was too late.

Hearing the thief's voice, An Suisui walked up to him and stretched out his hand with a smile.

"Are you awake? Let's start with you."

What the hell?

The thief rubbed his swollen and painful head and gradually regained consciousness.

He glanced around and found that the dozen or so boys he had called were all nestled in the corner with bruises and swollen faces.

He looked even more miserable than him.

"What happened?"

The thief was shocked.

Did the other party also call someone?

But if he looked carefully, it was still the two young men and women standing in front of him.

The thief swallowed his saliva and hurriedly asked the boy next to him, "What happened to you? Were you beaten?"

The younger brother moved his lips timidly, glanced at An Suisui secretly, and did not dare to speak.

"Stop talking. We have plenty of time when we are in the hospital together."

An Suisui was a little impatient in waiting.

"You have to answer when people talk to you, you know? Do you have any manners?"

polite?

The thief was speechless.

Talking politely with a bunch of social jerks?

Even if you put this aside, you should first remove the foot that is stepping on his toes before talking about politeness.

His feet are about to be crushed!

Because the situation was unclear, the thief did not dare to scold him again.

He asked patiently, "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? Didn't I tell you earlier? You wasted a fried dough stick on me, and you have to compensate me." An Suisui said.

Fritters?

The thief recalled it carefully.

Only then did he remember that the thing that knocked him down before was actually a soft fried dough stick!

hiss!

It's scary to think about it.

Who can use a fried dough stick as a hidden weapon?

The thief was really frightened now and didn't dare to do anything more.

"Compensate! Can I compensate?"

As he said this, he put his hand into his pocket and asked, "How much does this fried dough stick cost? I'll pay you double it!"

How much can a fried dough stick cost? The thief muttered in his mind.

The thief squatted in front of all the boys and did not look back. Naturally, he did not notice the shocked eyes of the others.

Oh my god, the boss actually said he would pay twice as much!

Isn’t it enough to compensate even if you sell your underwear?

An Suisui was very satisfied with his attitude of admitting his mistake, so he withdrew his hand that was about to hit the person, sat on the stone pillar beside him, and counted them one by one with his fingers.

"A fried dough stick costs one yuan, and the psychological damage caused by not eating the fried dough sticks costs one thousand yuan."

"Hitting someone with fried dough sticks will cause food waste, which costs 5,000 yuan, and the execution cost is 10,000 yuan."

"The miserable look you made after you fell scared me and caused psychological harm, which is worth 10,000 yuan."

"It affects my mood when I eat, 10,000 yuan."

"I will charge you 100 yuan for each word of insult. You have cursed at least 100 words, so it will be cheaper for you, 20,000 yuan."

"The last thing is the cost of calling the boy. Calculated per person, it's 10,000 yuan per person, totaling 110,000 yuan."

"The economic loss caused by the waiting time is 10,000 yuan per minute, and in total, it is about 500,000 yuan."

"Let's round up the whole number and give it one million. Oh, by the way, you said you wanted to give double, so let's give it two million."

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