Yang Zimei came to the store and found her parents sitting at the door, crying helplessly.
"Dad, Mom, what's wrong?"
Yang Zimei stepped forward and asked urgently.
Huang Xiuli cried when she saw her daughter, "Niuniu, we have finally finished renovating the store. Just now a group of people suddenly came and asked us to pay 10,000 yuan in protection fees. Your father argued with them for a few words, and then they
Without saying a word, he rushed in and smashed everything, woo hoo."
Yang Zimei walked in and took a look, only to see a mess inside, everything was smashed, and his pupils shrank slightly.
She knew that her mother had placed great hopes on this store and discussed with her father every day the details of the decoration. Every time she talked about this store, her eyes that had lost their luster due to the wear and tear of years of hard work were also filled with tears.
Shine up.
Now, you can imagine how you feel after being hit by someone.
She clenched her fists slightly, walked out and asked, "Who are they?"
"They are the street bully Bald Guang and his gang. When we do business here, we have to pay him protection fees. Anyone who doesn't pay will not be able to do business here. However, they only charge us six
One hundred yuan a month, but you haven’t even opened yet, so you’re charging 10,000 yuan. It seems like there’s never been such a rule. Did you offend them, so you’re deliberately looking for scumbags?” said the owner of the clothing store next to me.
"Where do they live?" Yang Zimei asked.
"They should be at the Xuanwudi Bar now. That's their base camp. However, little girl, I advise you to swallow your breath. They are gang members and we are not the ones we can mess with. You are such a smart girl.
I went, I'm afraid..." the clothing store owner said kindly.
Upon hearing this, Huang Xiuli grabbed Yang Zimei's arm nervously, "Niuniu, you must not go to them. It doesn't matter if there is no store. Mom can't watch something happen to you. Let's go home. I won't open this store."
"Niuniu, don't be arrogant." Yang Qing said loudly, "There are at least hundreds of people in their gang. Although you have learned some internal skills from your master, it is difficult for you to defeat four hands with two fists. Don't provoke them. In the worst case, we will change places.
"
Not to provoke?
Who provokes whom first now?
Yang Zimei's eyebrows raised.
She is not a holy mother, and she may be able to tolerate bullying, but she will not let anyone bully her family members.
However, she didn't want her parents to worry, so she pretended to obey them and went home with them.
When they returned home, Yang Qing and Huang Xiuli sighed and frowned, which made her hate them even more!
She lied to them that she was going to Song Xuan's place, and then ran directly to Xuan Wudi Bar alone.
The neon lights in front of Xuanwu were flashing with dazzling light, and many men and women dressed in non-mainstream clothes came in and out.
She was standing at the door here in a refreshing little white dress, looking a little out of place.
"Hey, little sister, do you want to go in? Brother, I'll ask you to dance to the highs, okay?" A man in his twenties with dyed chestnut hair, pierced earrings in his left ear, and an extremely non-mainstream appearance.
The young man said to her in a weird voice.
Yang Zimei ignored him and stepped straight in.
"Hey, little girl, where is your ticket? You need a ticket to get in." The security guard at the door stopped her and said.
"I'm looking for Bald Guang!" Yang Zhimei's crisp voice said with a bit of coldness, "Where is he?"
"Oh? Are you looking for Brother Guang? Are you his pawn?" the security guard said with a clear look.