Chapter 370

The most prosperous street in Sanjiang County, Pedestrian Street, is full of neon lights and crowds.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the street is also full of stalls, some selling clothes, some selling toys, and some selling snacks, etc., all kinds of things are dazzling.

The weather is still relatively cold now, especially at night, hot snacks are more popular. I saw a small stall selling pancakes crowded with people, all of them hooked their heads, salivating.

The stall owner is a middle-aged couple, very busy. Their belongings, tricycles, stoves, and so on, are all new.

"Boss, hurry up, I'm still waiting to go to the movies." Someone urged.

"Okay, okay, I'll be yours right away." The female stall owner comforted with a smile.

"Auntie, you are a bit slow in making pancakes! There is an old aunt who sells pancakes at the gate of our school. Her hand speed is as fast as an assembly line. It is said that she can earn 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month." A girl laughed.

"Hehe, is that right? I've been doing this for a long time. I'm just in this line of work, and I'm not yet proficient in hand speed. Please bear with me."

"Auntie, it seems that you and your uncle are gentle, it doesn't seem like you are in this line of work. What did you do before?" the girl asked curiously.

The female stall owner was about to speak, but was stopped by the male stall owner, as if there was something unspeakable.

At this moment, a female voice suddenly came, saying: "Mr. Gu, Mr. Ning, your business is doing well. It's booming. How do you sell pancakes? I'll buy a hundred to support my old colleague's business. "

What? Buy a hundred pancakes?

are you crazy?

Big money!

Everyone followed the sound and saw a sexy and charming young woman walking forward, with heavy makeup and a charming smile on the corner of her mouth. It's a cold day, but she's dressed very coolly, with long boots and black stockings, a miniskirt and a small leather jacket, and her plump bust is about to show off, revealing a touch of whiteness and tenderness.

The young woman is walking with a white-haired grandfather, probably her father. Many people immediately think so, and it is difficult to think of a godfather, let alone a woman as a mistress.

This young woman is Cai Xiuxiu, and the white-haired grandfather is her godfather Zhou Zhenhua.

Old man Zhou was afraid of being recognized,

Wear a mask.

It was Gu Xiaoman and Ning Haifeng who sold the pancakes. The couple were beaten by Cai Xiuxiu and lost their jobs. Schools in the entire county dared not take them, so they had no choice but to find another way out.

"Auntie, uncle, you used to be teachers? No wonder you look gentle." The girl suddenly realized.

Gu Xiaoman laughed dryly, nodded in agreement.

It's really embarrassing for a teacher to sell pancakes, not to mention Gu Xiaoman's thin skin.

Gu Haifeng looked at Cai Xiuxiu with an angry face. He wished he could slap the hot iron pan on Cai Xiuxiu's face covered with foundation and scald her to death.

"A hundred pancakes, can you finish it?" Someone whispered.

"If I can't finish eating, I can go home and feed the dog! If the dog can't finish eating, I can share it with the homeless people on the street! It's also right for a colleague to support the business." Cai Xiuxiu laughed, "Hurry up and do it, one hundred A pancake, finish it in an hour, no waiting for overdue."

Gu Haifeng erupted instantly and roared, "Get lost! I don't sell my pancakes to Xiaosan."

What the hell, mistress?

The legendary mistress was caught alive on the spot.

The scene became lively all of a sudden, with everyone pointing and discussing.

Cai Xiuxiu's face turned green. Unexpectedly, Ning Haifeng dared to say anything with his big mouth. Although Zhou Zhenhua covered his face with a mask, his eyes were wide open, obviously very angry.

"Ning Haifeng, you are looking for death, who is the mistress? This is my godfather, everyone don't listen to his nonsense." Cai Xiuxiu shouted.

Everyone laughed loudly, expressing their understanding.

Cai Xiuxiu had to explain again, Zhou Zhenhua was worried that her description would become darker, and even more worried that someone would recognize her, so he took her away.

"Gu Xiaoman, Ning Haifeng, you wait for me. I'll never die if your wife's surname is not Cai!" Cai Xiuxiu said viciously.

"Godfather, you must make the decision for me! Woooooo..."

...

After driving away Cai Xiaosan, Gu Xiaoman and his wife continued their business as usual until a group of ruffians surrounded them and charged them protection money.

The leader is a hunk with tattoos, a tyrant in the pedestrian street, Brother Wolf, one of the Eight Tigers of the Three Rivers.

"Didn't I give it to you last week? Why do you want more? Are you finished?" Ning Haifeng was furious.

"Last week is from last week, this week is from this week, can it be the same?" Brother Wolf was aggressive and aggressive. With a cigarette in his mouth, a fur coat on his shoulders, a big gold chain around his neck, and tattoos on his body, he is very aggressive.

"Didn't you agree to give it once a month? How can you go back on your word? Can you be more sincere?"

"Who told you once a month? Are you out of your mind? You will receive it on a Monday! Give me the money quickly."

Ning Haifeng is a scholar and meets a soldier, so it's hard to explain why. Isn't it funny to be honest with a bunch of little ruffians.

Many people gathered around, all filled with righteous indignation, but there was nothing they could do. Brother Lang is a member of the Sanjiang Eight Tigers, and he has a close relationship with Zhou Jun, the number one boss in Sanjiang, and he has great energy.

Gu Xiaoman reluctantly took out three hundred yuan. In the end, Brother Wolf slapped him flying, and shouted: "Three hundred yuan, how about sending a beggar? Three thousand yuan, even if you lose a penny!"

"What? Three thousand? The couple of us only earn two or three thousand yuan a week. Are you going to go? Can you be a little bit human? Go to Nima, I won't give you a cent! I don't work on this street. It's gone." Ning Haifeng couldn't help but said angrily, cursing loudly.

In the end, Brother Lang slapped Ning Haifeng with a loud slap, making Ning Haifeng dizzy, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and fell to the ground.

"Nimmad, talk to me about human nature. Let me tell you, this is called human nature? If you can't pay the protection fee, set up a mess!"

After a while of crackling and crackling, a good tricycle and a good stove were all shattered. Gu Xiaoman and his wife hugged each other and cried.

Not far away, Cai Xiuxiu smiled ferociously.

"Xiuxiu, haven't we gone too far?" Zhou Zhenhua took a puff of his cigarette, and said a little unbearably.

"Godfather, how can you say that? If you say it's too much, it's theirs. Do you remember how Gu Xiaoman's illegitimate son beat me back then? Half of my face is still hurting now! If her illegitimate son Instead of dying suddenly, today's situation is completely opposite, and even worse."

"Yes." Zhou Zhenhua nodded in agreement. Under Zhou Jun's pressure, the relevant departments had already investigated him, and the evidence collected was enough for him to get out of prison.

"Let's go, godfather, let's go back! It's too cold outside."

Just at this time, Cai Xiuxiu received a call from the nanny at home, saying that an unexpected visitor had come to the house and smashed her photo, and the pink BMW sports car was also kicked and broken.

"What? Who is so courageous?" Cai Xiuxiu was shocked, and her face was full of anger in an instant.

"I don't know either, Mr. Cai, come back quickly! It's terrible, it scared me to death."

The nanny was really frightened, trembling and trembling, and couldn't speak clearly. Cai Xiuxiu didn't ask any more questions, and hurriedly drove home with Cai Zhenhua.

But he said that after Brother Lang brought a group of younger brothers to smash up Gu Xiaoman's pancake stall, he walked away. The entire pedestrian street is covered by him. Anyone who wants to do business here has to pay him a protection fee. He can do as much as he says, and there is no room for bargaining. There is a shop in the most prime location of the pedestrian street that is his, the width of three facades, but it does not sell anything, it is used as an office. On weekdays, he and his younger brother ate, drank and gambled in the office, doing all kinds of evil.

After walking away, Brother Wolf and his younger brothers returned to the office, some played mahjong, some played cards, and some watched pornographic videos.

"Brother Feng, I heard that our boss was beaten by the son of the couple just now last year. Is it true?" A little yellow-haired man sitting in front of the TV and watching a pornographic video asked the man beside him.

Xiao Huangmao is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is still a child.

Sitting next to him was a young man in his twenties. After hearing his words, he glanced at him and said, "You know too much."

"Hehe, I also heard from others. I heard that kid not only beat up our boss, but also beat up the boss's seven brothers. Is that kid really that powerful? What kind of character is Sanjiang Eight Tigers? Dare to beat them?" Little Huangmao asked curiously. He just joined the "organization" this year, and he was still studying in school last year, so he didn't know some things.

At the entrance of the barbecue stall, Ye Tiankuang beat the Three Rivers and Eight Tigers, and this young man, A Feng, was also present. Ye Tian kicked one flying, and he still remembers the brutal power and power, and he still has lingering fears in his heart.

With just one kick, Sanjiang Eight Tigers spent a month recuperating in the hospital before recovering.

"That's a real fierce man, just like a martial arts master who jumped out of a TV series. Not only did he beat the Three Rivers and Eight Tigers, but even Zhou Siyuan, the son of Zhou Jun, the number one boss in Tianhai, was crippled by him."

"What? Even Zhou Jun's son dared to beat him, and he was crippled? Oh my god, he's too kind! What about others?"

"died!"

"How did he die? Was he assassinated by Zhou Jun looking for a killer?"

"That's not true. I heard that he died in Burma. He won a piece of top-quality jadeite while betting on stones, and was robbed. The robber killed him to silence him."

"ah!"

Just then, boom boom boom, there was a knock on the door.

"Is the barbecue ready? So fast?" Brother Lang, who was concentrating on playing mahjong, muttered, and then shouted to Ah Feng who was watching the video: "Ah Feng, go and see if the barbecue is ready."

"Oh, okay." Ah Feng stood up hoarsely.

"Brother Feng, let me go with you!"

The two walked side by side to the door, Xiao Huangmao pulled the latch, opened the door, and saw a boy standing outside the door, who was not delivering a barbecue at all.

"Who are you? Did you go to the wrong place?" Xiao Huangmao said.

The boy's eyes were so terrifying, piercing into people's hearts like sharp swords, the little yellow-haired man trembled in fright.

"You...!" Ah Feng's eyes widened instantly, as if seeing a ghost.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, he saw a golden glow flashing across his forehead, and a small hole the size of a thumb was pierced between his brows, while the back of his head seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and a bloody hole the size of a bowl burst out. In an instant, the blood burst into the sky.