Yang Zimei came to the shop, but found that his parents were sitting at the door, crying helplessly.
"Dad, mom, what's wrong?"
Yang Zi's eyebrows stepped forward and asked.
Huang Xiuli saw her daughter, crying out, "Niuniu, we finally had to decorate the shop. Just now a group of people came to pay 10,000 yuan for protection fees. If your dad and them argued a few words, they would be argued.
I rushed in without saying a word, smashed everything, wow. "[
Yang Zimei walked in and looked at it. I saw the messy inside, all the things were smashed, and the pupils contracted slightly.
She knows that her mother has a lot of hope for this shop, and she is discussing with her dad about the small plot of the decoration every day. When she talks about this shop, those eyes that have lost their luster due to the workers of the years are also all of the years of hardening their glossy eyes.
Shins.
Now that people are smashed, the mood can be imagined.
Her fist clenched slightly, walked out and asked, "Who are they?"
"They, that is, the street fighter bald here is wide. We do business here to pay him protection fees. Whoever does not pay, we cannot do business here. However, they just collect us six
For a month, if you open it, you will collect 10,000 yuan. It seems that you have never had this rule. Did you offend them, so deliberately find the residue? "
"Where do they live?" Yang Zimei asked.
"Now it should be in Daixiu Di, where it is their base camp, but little girl, I advise you to swallow this breath, they are gangs, not what we can provoke.
Go, I'm afraid ... "The owner of the clothing store said kindly.
As soon as Huang Xiuli heard it, she held Yang Zimei's arm nervously, "Niuniu, don't go to them, it doesn't matter if there is no shop. Mom can't watch you something wrong, let's go home, I don't open this shop."
"Niuniu, don't use things." Yang Qing opened his mind. "They have at least hundreds of people, although you have learned some internal skills with your master, but the double punches are difficult to enemy. Don't provoke them.
"
Don't provoke?
Who provokes first now?
Yang Zi's eyebrows raised.
She is not the Virgin. She may still be able to bear it to her head, but if she bullys her family, she will not let it go.
However, she didn't want her parents to worry, so she pretended to obey them, and went home with them.
Back at home, Yang Qing and Huang Xiuli sighed and frowned, which made her hate even more!
She lied to them to say that she would go to Song Xuan, and then ran directly to Hyun Dai Di.
The neon light in front of the dancing dance is shining with dazzling light. Many men and women wearing non -mainstream are in and out.
She was standing at the door of the refreshing little white skirt, and she seemed a little bit incompatible.
"Ouch, little sister, do you want to go in? Brother, I invite you to dance to Hight to turn the sky, okay?" A hair stained with yase, leaving earrings in the left ear, and a non -mainstream 20 -year -old man in the whole body.
The young man said strangely to her. [[
Yang Zimei ignored him, but stepped in straight.
"Ouch, little girl, what about your tickets? You can go in to go in." The security guard at the door stopped her.
"I look for a bald!" Yang Zi's brim crispy voice came with a little cold say, "Where is he?"
"Oh? Are you looking for Guangge? Are you his horse?" Baoan said clearly.