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2990. Conflict 2

"Is that right? I won't give money, right? Let me tell you, if you don't give money today, don't think you can go out here!" Seeing that the old man didn't give money, Huang Mao immediately scolded, and there was nothing good.

His face turned out.

Seeing this group of people being so fierce, the old man knew he could not afford to offend him. He immediately pulled his grandson and pushed his pear-selling cart, and said tremblingly: "Then... then we won't sell it anymore, we won't sell it anymore.

.”

"Oh! I'm old, don't ask if you don't want to ask. On the territory of the four-person team, is this also the place where you come and go whenever you want? Today, you have to pay the protection fee.

, you have to hand over if you don’t hand over!" The yellow-haired man immediately said aggressively when he saw that the other party was an old man and a child.

The old man looked bitter and begging, took out his pocket and said to the group of gangsters: "Dear brothers, you see, I don't have much money on it. I really can't pay it! You can do it,

Let us go. Or... or I will give you the money after I sell the pears!"

"No money?" The yellow-haired grabbed a pear, bit it, and then sneered: "Okay! According to the old rules, brothers, smash it for me! Let others see it and not leave protection.

Fei, the end of running to this territory.”

"Yes~" the other little gangsters smiled badly. Then, they rushed up and grabbed a large number of golden pears on the cart, all of which were still on the ground. Moreover, this was not satisfying.

You have to step on it a few more times and keep it slapped.

There is also a "rooster head", this guy is the most unethical; he took out a dagger in his hand and poked it wildly on the cart of pears. He was stabbed into a scumbag by him.

"Dear brothers, uncles! Please don't waste my pears anymore. My family is counting on this car of pears. You will kill my grandfather and grandson like this!" The old man almost knelt down.

On the ground, the whole person begged in tears.

But it was useless. The lamb's tears had no effect in front of the cruel wolf. The old man knelt on the ground and begged hard, but all he received was the yellow-haired kick; the others rushed up and looked at him

He kicked hard, and while scolding, "Old guy! He doesn't have a long eye. Do you know whose territory this is? If you want to keep going in G City, you have to abide by the rules."

The vendors around looked at all this coldly; they dared not speak out. They also knew that these little gangsters were indeed right. If you want to keep going, you have to abide by the rules here.

.These territories belong to them and they have to pay protection fees, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to survive here.

"Hey, I'm saying you guys, are you wrong! Whose territory did you just say?" At this moment, there was another noisy sound behind me. Then, a few people wearing black uniforms were wearing black uniforms.

The young and dandy walked over with big strides and formed a confrontation with the previous few people.

The yellow-haired stopped beating people, stood up, turned his head to look at the person coming, and said without any desire: "This is the territory of our four-person group. What would you do here for Xinglong?



"Haha, it's so funny! This is the territory of your foursome? I said, brother, are you missing a stubborn mind? This street is divided from the middle line. You collect protection fees and run to

We are here; isn't this hand stretching a little too long?" The Xinglonghui little brother, who was wearing a uniform and covered in muscle lumps, said in a row.
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