"Have you called the police?" Xiang Yimo was very calm and calm, as if he was used to this kind of thing. She changed her clothes in an orderly manner, put on sunglasses and a peaked cap, and slipped out through the back door.
"The police are maintaining the order of the demonstration, and they can't get here for a while." Su Zilin's voice became more and more panicked, with a cry in her voice, "Yimo, what should I do?"
"You should stabilize them first and tell your friends to send money over. I will be there soon!" Xiang Yimo walked out of the dark alley and stopped a taxi on the street.
The night is hazy, and the bright neon lights are like the Milky Way. This famous food street has delicacies from all over the world. The gentle evening breeze blows on your face, and the air is filled with the fragrance of various delicacies, attracting diners from all over.
, an endless stream.
Su Zilin and Xiang Yimo grew up together in a welfare home. This cake shop had only been open for a month, but she was blackmailed by gangsters. She cowered at the foot of the wall in fear and said timidly: "You must not smash things.
I...my friend will send the money right away."
The exposed shoulders and arms of five or six young gangsters were covered with messy and crazy tattoos. One of them took a bite of the cake, smashed it on the ground, took a sip, and asked viciously: "How much longer!"
The door of the store was crowded with onlookers, but no one dared to help this weak woman from the East. A thin body pushed through the crowd and squeezed into the cake shop. She took off her sunglasses, glared at them angrily, and shouted.
,"coming!"
"Where's the money?"
Xiang Yimo picked up the sleeves of the lady's ruffled shirt unhurriedly, and with a glare, "Whether you can get it or not depends on your ability!"
"Haha..." The gangster let out a wanton laugh, "Do you want to die if you fight with us?"
“It’s not certain who is seeking death!”
The people outside the store whispered, saying that a weak woman with no strength actually wanted to challenge six burly and tough men. She was obviously trying to beat a stone with an egg, and she was really overestimating her capabilities.
"You bitch, it seems that I have to teach you a lesson today, otherwise my tiger brother would not be able to gain a foothold here!" He casually grabbed a piece of cream cake and invested it in her direction.
Xiang Yimo turned slightly sideways quickly, just as the cake brushed against her body and fell on the wall, "Go and fight outside if you dare!" She didn't want to ruin Su Zilin's cake shop in a fight.
They walked to the central avenue of the pedestrian street outside. The surrounding flower beds were planted with laurel trees as tall as one person. They were lush and green, and silver-white light was projected on them, emitting a soft and bright light, like a fairy pavilion in Langyuan.
The atmosphere at the scene was very tense at this moment. Surrounded by a large group of people, a thin and thin woman stood calmly in front of six strong men. She raised her hand, lifted up her curly hair, and tied it up casually.
The three-star Michelin restaurant across the street has an elegant environment and calm music. A distant and cold figure is sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, squinting out the window with cold eyes.
"Master, that one seems to be the madam. I will send someone to teach those unscrupulous boys a lesson right away?"
"Old He, it would be a pity not to watch such a wonderful show." Nangong Han lazily leaned on the leather chair and took a sip of red wine.