Chapter 251 Accept the beating or accept the punishment?
Feng Pengtian wandered aimlessly among the stalls. He had no intention of checking out the stalls given to him by the administrator. His purpose was to go to the second floor, not to sell vegetables.
No one paid attention to him in the vegetable market. The stall owners were either busy tallying goods or greeting customers. The vegetable sellers were paying attention to the chicken, duck, fish, eggplant, radish and green vegetables. Two people wearing red armbands as administrators
Wandering among the stalls, they all smoked cigarettes and looked arrogant, looking like people maintaining order.
After staring at the backs of the two red armbands for a while, Feng Pengtian suddenly came up with a plan. He bypassed several rows of stalls and came to the front of the road where the two red armbands must pass.
Seeing a fish stall owner bending over to wash his hands in a plastic bucket next to the stall, Feng Peng went up and kicked the plastic bucket. The plastic bucket burst and the water inside spilled all over the floor.
The fish stall owner was also shocked.
"You are fucking sick, kick my bucket." The fish stall owner opened his mouth and cursed.
"You are the only one who is fucking sick. Who told you to put the bucket in the middle of the road?" Feng Pengtian scolded back and pushed the fish stall owner.
When the fish stall owner saw someone hitting him, he couldn't stand it anymore. He immediately raised his fists and rushed up to fight with Feng Pengtian. He punched the fish stall owner twice, which completely angered the fish stall owner.
Peng Tian's focus was on creating chaos. He threw whatever he grabbed. After throwing the items from the fish stall, he started throwing items from the adjacent stalls. Suddenly the market became chaotic.
When two administrators wearing red armbands saw the fight, they quickly ran over to maintain order. Each of them pulled one over, trying to pull the two fighting men apart. Feng Pengtian was also rude to the administrator who pulled him.
He slapped him in the face with his hand. Then the administrator also joined the fight, and the market became more and more chaotic.
Finally, five or six more administrators came running from a distance after hearing the news. They worked together to push the fish stall owner and Feng Pengtian to the ground. The administrator who was beaten first by Feng Pengtian gasped and kicked hard.
He kicked Feng Pengtian and the fish stall owner a few times and cursed angrily:
"You two bastards dare to beat me up, let's see how I deal with you."
"Brother Bing, what should we do with these two guys?"
"Take him back to me and hand him over to Brother Rong." Brother Bing said, touching his swollen cheek.
The administrators twisted the arms of Feng Pengtian and the fish stall owner behind their backs, found a rope to tie them up, and escorted them to the management office. Feng Pengtian received several blows on his body and face, and there was something on the corner of his mouth.
Blood flowed out, but he was indeed happy in his heart.
After entering the gate of the management office, the red armbands escorted them straight to the second floor. Turning the corner of the stairs, Feng Pengtian first saw an iron gate, and inside the gate was a long corridor. The corridor
On one side is the door, and on the other side is the window facing the street. There is also an iron gate vaguely deep in the corridor.
Feng Pengtian didn't have time to take a closer look, so he and the fish stall owner were pushed into a room. The room seemed to be as wide as two doors. There was a huge tea table in the room, and behind the tea table
Sitting there was a middle-aged man about forty years old. The middle-aged man was short, dark-skinned, and had a pair of small eyes on his fat face, which looked particularly funny.
After entering the room, Feng Pengtian and the fish stall owner only felt that someone had kicked them hard in the crook of their legs. They could not stand and fell to their knees with a plop. The two administrators pressed the button one on the left and the other on the right.
Covered their shoulders.
"Brother Rong, these two boys fought and were kidnapped by us. Please forgive me." The man who called Brother Bing said respectfully to Chen Rong who was sitting behind the tea table.
"Fight, haha, it seems I'm too full." Chen Rong lit up a cigarette with great interest, took a deep breath and continued to ask:
"Tell me, why are you fighting?"
"Brother Rong, I'm a fish seller, and he kicked my bucket." The fish stall owner answered first.
"His bucket made my shoes wet." Feng Pengtian also rushed to say.
"Hey, hey, you guys talk one by one. The fish seller, you talk first." Brother Rong interrupted them.
"I was bending over to wash my hands in a bucket. He kicked me and broke my bucket. Then he pushed me again and we started fighting."
"What about you, what do you do?" Brother Rong asked, pointing at Feng Pengtian.
"I was a vegetable seller, and when I was walking, he poured a bucket of water on my feet, making my shoes wet, so I kicked his bucket," Feng Pengtian said.
"Brother Rong, he's talking nonsense. He was the one who kicked the bucket first."
"Brother Rong, it's him who is talking nonsense. He was obviously the one who insulted me first."
"Hey, hey, OK, OK, you two are so annoying, and I am too lazy to settle the lawsuit for you. Well, fighting in my market is absolutely not allowed. In order to teach you a lesson, everyone
The fine is 10 yuan. Okay, just hand over the money and get out. Do what you have to do." Brother Rong ended the lawsuit in just a few words.
"I have no money," said the fish seller.
"I don't have any money either." Feng Pengtian naturally didn't want it to end like this.
"Hey, even if we don't have money, there are ways to do it." Brother Rong took a puff of cigarette and said:
"The old rules are: either pay a fine and leave. Or get beaten up and locked up in a dark room."
When the fish stall owner heard that he was going to beat him up and shut him down, he immediately changed his mind and said:
"I pay, I pay."
Feng Pengtian had money in his pocket, which was a temporary expense given to him by Zhang Lei. But he didn't want to just pay the money and leave, especially after hearing about the small black room, he had a vague feeling that there might be someone in the small black room.
What he wanted to find. So he remained silent.
"Hey, vegetable seller, do you accept the beating or the punishment?" Brother Rong pointed at him and asked.
"I have no money." Feng Pengtian replied.
"Haha, it's better if you don't have money. If you don't have money, then you just accept the fight. Don't blame Brother Rong for being cruel. This is your own choice." Brother Rong laughed loudly.
"I just don't have money." Feng Pengtian stretched his neck and shouted.
"Hahaha, okay! I leave it to you, little soldier." Brother Rong waved his hand and said.
"Come on, pull it out for me."
Brother Bing gave an order, and the two administrators who were holding Feng Pengtian grabbed one of his arms and dragged him out of the room. When they came to the corridor, they continued to drag Feng Pengtian into the corridor.
Go into the depths.
When he came to another iron door, Brother Bing took out the key and opened the iron door. After entering the iron door, Feng Pengtian saw that there were three rooms inside the iron door. Brother Bing opened the lock on the middle door again.
, pushed Feng Pengtian in.
The room was pitch dark, and Feng Pengtian could not see anything as soon as he was pushed in. He lay on the ground for a while, and his eyes had just adapted to the dark environment. Suddenly, the incandescent lamp above his head was lit, and Feng Pengtian fell into blindness again.
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The administrators who just came in came in, and they surrounded Feng Pengtian who was lying on the ground, punching and kicking him. Feng Pengtian couldn't effectively protect himself because his hands were tied behind his back, so he could only curl up as much as possible.
body to prevent his internal organs from being injured..