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809. Porcelain touch (2)

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"One hundred yuan? Are you going to send me away as a beggar?"

The man touching the porcelain grabbed the woman's collar with one hand and said, "My porcelain from the Song Dynasty is worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. It is an antique. I only asked you to pay me three thousand yuan because of your pity, or give me money.

, or come with me to the police station!"

The woman burst into tears, hugged the bag tightly, and begged with a horrified look on her face, "Brother, please, my daughter will die if she doesn't undergo surgery. Please be merciful and spare me. I will be a cow in the next life."

I will repay you by being a horse."

"Bah! What about the afterlife? It's none of my business if your daughter dies. Pay her immediately, otherwise, I'll make you squat in the police station and not be able to get out." The porcelain-touching man threatened.[

"Then go to the police station and see who squats in the end and can't get out! They even robbed the life-saving money, how shameless!"

Originally he didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but Yang Zimei couldn't stand it any longer and scolded him.

Hearing the voice, the woman looked back with a glimmer of hope for backup, and realized that she was just a weak girl. The gleaming light of hope in her eyes immediately dimmed.

The porcelain man glared at Yang Zimei fiercely, "Didn't your mother teach you not to mind your own business?"

"I would like to ask, did your mother teach you not to be so unscrupulous?"

Yang Zimei snorted coldly.

The porcelain man glanced at his companions beside him.

Those tall men with fierce faces surrounded Yang Zimei, "Little girl, if you don't want to be turned around by us and sell you to the chicken coop to be used as chickens, get away as far away from me as possible."

"Oh!"

Yang Zimei sneered, "Wait until you have the ability! Let me tell you now, if you don't want to die too ugly, get out of here as far away as you want!"

"You are so young and you have such a loud voice. You still think you are Sailor Moon and have special powers to maintain world peace!"

A man sneered and said, "I'll stab you to death with one finger. Don't cry and beg us then!"

"Oh!"

Yang Zimei sneered, "Then try poking it!"

"Little girl, for the sake of your beauty, I don't want to argue with you. Stop fussing and get out of here immediately. Otherwise, I'll be rude and say that you're with her and bump into each other."

If you break our porcelain worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, take you to the police station and put you in jail!"

The man threatened.

"Okay, let's go to the police station. Who said just now that the police chief is his cousin? It doesn't seem right, right? The police chief is obviously my uncle!"

Yang Zimei blinked deliberately.

Hearing what she said, the faces of those people changed slightly, they looked at each other, and they stopped caring about Yang Zimei, but continued to threaten the woman.[

When the woman heard what Yang Zimei said, she immediately looked like a drowning person looking for a life-saving straw. She hid behind Yang Zimei and begged, "Little sister, help me. It's really not me who broke their things, it was them who blackmailed me."

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"I know."

Yang Zimei patted her shoulder and injected some vitality into her body to calm her down a little.

"Little girl, do you dare to hinder our brothers from making a fortune?"

Those people were a little wary of Yang Zimei's statement that the police chief was her uncle, and they didn't dare to do anything to her. If they really offended the police chief, they wouldn't be able to get away with it.

They just hope to scare Yang Zimei away.

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