"But..." The boss was a little embarrassed and begged: "How many days of grace can you give me? In a few days, I will personally transfer the money to Mr. Feng. You also know that I am just a poor working man.
, I just make a living by doing this food stall, and my mother is still waiting for money in the hospital for chemotherapy..."
"My son also needs to pay tuition."
"Master Feng, could you please give me a few days' grace for the sake of my obedient payment over the past few years?"
"I beg you!"
The boss almost cried as he talked.
If it wasn't for life, why would he want to stay in this place?
These gangsters came to collect protection fees every day, and almost all the money he earned went into the pockets of these people.
However, he didn't dare to get angry or even feel the slightest dissatisfaction.
This Mr. Feng is said to have a great background, and he cannot afford to offend him at all.
"Whether your mother is undergoing chemotherapy or not, what does it matter whether your son pays the tuition? Stop talking nonsense, this time, it's 10,000 yuan. If you don't pay, I will have your business destroyed." Mr. Feng said very arrogantly.
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Hearing this, the boss exclaimed: "Isn't it five thousand in the past few times? Why did the price suddenly increase?"
"What are you doing? My brother eats, drinks, and has sex for free? In order to protect you, we can be said to be patrolling day and night. The rent will increase and prices will skyrocket. What's wrong with raising the protection fee?" Feng
Shao evil said fiercely: "I'll count to three. If you don't pay up, I'll ask my brothers to hit you until you are willing to pay."
"You, you bunch of beasts!" At this time, a child who was estimated to be only thirteen or fourteen years old ran over, pointed at Mr. Feng and others and yelled: "You are just a bunch of beasts. I tell you, if you don't need money, you need your life."
, come and get it if you have the ability.”
This young man was wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag.
Apparently he just came back from evening self-study.
His face still looked very immature, his small body was trembling a little, and there was some fear in his eyes, but he ran to his father without stopping, staring at Mr. Feng and others.
"Oh, you little brat, you are so courageous. You actually dare to scold me. Boss Mo, it seems that your son needs a lesson!" Master Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.
The group of people behind him started gearing up, obviously wanting to take action.
At this time, Chang Wen, who was sitting not far away, couldn't stand it anymore and quickly took out her cell phone to call the police.
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"Jiang Chen..."
"Believe me, even calling the police is of no use. If the call was helpful, these people wouldn't be so arrogant. I guess they will disappear as soon as the police arrive, or maybe it has something to do with it!" Jiang Chen said lightly: "
Leave this matter to me!"
While he was talking, he had already stood up, stretched out his hand, and said to Mr. Feng: "Hey, little bastard, yes, I'm talking about you, the guy with dyed green hair."
As soon as he said these words, everyone's eyes immediately focused on him.
Chang Wen, on the other hand, thought it was over.
This guy's mouth is a bit too poisonous.
It would be strange if he didn't offend Mr. Feng with just such a small comment.
"What the hell did you say?" Sure enough, upon hearing this, Mr. Feng immediately became furious.
This bastard, how dare you call him that?
"Bastard thing."
"Damn, this kid is looking for death."
"Brothers fuck guys."
"The beautiful girl next to him is pretty good. Beat him and then take the beautiful girl away."
A group of gangsters immediately became angry, yelled and surrounded Jiang Chen and the two.
Jiang Chen, on the other hand, didn't say any nonsense, walked a few steps forward, picked up a beer bottle, and walked quickly towards one of the gangsters.
Seeing this, the gangster burst into laughter.
I have seen people seeking death, but I have never seen anyone seeking death like this.
This guy wants to deal with them with just a beer bottle?
Who are you trying to scare?
As he walked, he clenched the hockey stick in his hand, his eyes looked a little sinister, and he was ready to give the opponent a hard blow.
At this moment, Jiang Chen arrived.
The stick in his hand was suddenly struck down with a shrill sound of breaking the wind, without mercy at all.
However, he only hit Jiang Chen on the shoulder and did not hit the other person's head.
Once you hit the opponent's head, you might beat him to death.
Beating someone to death, even if there is Mr. Feng behind him, is difficult to deal with.
Therefore, he never wanted to kill anyone unless necessary.
The next second, his stick landed on the opponent's shoulder.
First there was a bang.
Then there was a click.
The stick in his hand actually broke into two pieces.
This made him startled slightly, and he didn't realize what happened at all.
Before he could recover, a beer bottle hit him hard on the head.
Accompanied by a "bang", there was a heart-breaking pain in his head, and he couldn't help but let out a scream.
Then, he felt as if his abdomen had been hit by a high-speed vehicle, and he suddenly flew backwards, knocking several of his companions behind him off their feet.
"Bang bang bang..."
Jiang Chen strode forward, punched and kicked all of them, knocking down all the dozen or so people.
For a moment, there were screams in front of the food stall.
Out of more than a dozen gangsters, only one, Mr. Feng, is still standing there.
There was a ghostly expression on his face.
Seeing Jiang Chen walking towards him, he subconsciously took a few steps back, and shouted with an inward look: "You, don't come over, I tell you, I, my uncle is from Tianyang Ministry of Health, if you dare to come over, believe it or not
I can put you in jail with just one phone call."
"You fight!" Jiang Chen smiled and continued to move forward.
"You, don't come here!"
At this time, Mr. Feng was finally afraid and subconsciously covered his face with his hands: "Don't hit me!"
"boom!"
How can Jiang Chen show mercy?
He directly kicked the opponent away.
After kicking the opponent out, he beat the opponent so hard that he cried for a while.
After a few minutes, Jiang Chen stopped.
At this time, Mr. Feng's face was swollen like a pig's head.
Nosebleeds.
His hands were also bruised and purple, and tears kept coming out. Not to mention how miserable he looked.
"Tell me, who are you hanging out with? Who asked you to come here to collect insurance premiums?"
Jiang Chen had no intention of letting the other party go.
Hearing this, Mr. Feng quickly said: "I, I... I was hanging out with Brother Mo!"
"Which Brother Mo?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, wondering if these guys have anything to do with Chen Mo, right?
Did Chen Mo reach into Tianyang City so quickly?
And he was still doing this disgusting thing?
"It's Brother Chen Momo!" Mr. Feng didn't dare to hide it and said it directly.
This made Jiang Chen feel even more unhappy.
I originally thought he was a gangster under Xu An, but I didn't expect that he would actually be related to Chen Mo.