"Grass, it's fucking, not afraid, so let's try it," said, said, the younger brother behind Yang Jingkun rolled up a table. The guests at this table were scared and dared not stay. Run, the other tables of the other tables did not dare to stay more, and hurriedly ran away. In a blink of an eye, Tang Jiaqian's night market stalls were gone.
"If you have something to say, why do you need to move Ge Ge? You just asked me five thousand just now. To be honest, even if you smashed my stalls, it would be worth 5,000 yuan. It is not good for you, so, let me give you a thousand first, you are optimistic, "Ye Shaofeng said with a smile.
"One thousand, you fucking to send me a meal. We came here to look at you," the younger brother who just kicked the table just shouted.
"Then don't look at me, you can collect others, I can't afford it, I don't need to protect it," Ye Shaofeng suddenly converged and smiled, looking at the people in front of me seriously.
"Do you know who I am?" Yang Jingkun asked suddenly.
"I don't know, I just came," said Ye Shaofeng.
"My name is Yang Jingkun, and the people here used to call me Kun. I went in for half a year. I just came out for a few days. I used to be Wang Wanjin's place, but now I am here. Throughout the night market, you haven't paid Wang Wanjin yet. Now, you will give me the protection fee quickly, don't cause trouble for yourself, "Yang Jingkun said.
"I don't know who called Wang Wanjin, and I don't know how powerful you were here. I only know that I do business here well. If you are a gangster, you will hit my stall.
Today, your younger brother rolled my table. He used that leg and I wanted his legs. "Ye Shaofeng suddenly exposed the fierceness, and he jumped off Yang Jingkun. I did not expect that the little boss who looked at the honest Bazai was now. Put a pair of big brother's posture.
Here, few night market bosses are not afraid of underworld, and few dare to scream with the underworld. Yang Jingkun collects tens of thousands of dollars in the night market in other places. Looking at the appearance of these people, it is not like a group of hawkers who do business.
"If you want Grandpa's legs, your tone is quite big. Grandpa's legs are here. You have the ability to get it," the younger brother shouted very arrogantly.
Ye Shaofeng was unambiguous at all, and suddenly raised the chopped meat knife, throwing it towards the legs of the arrogant younger brother. The chopped meat knife rotated quickly to show a straight line, and suddenly shot the younger brother's knee.
When the blade was about to cut it on the leg of the younger brother, Yang Jingkun suddenly raised a kick to fly the kitchen knife. If there was no Yang Jingkun's foot, the arrogant little brother's thigh is now amputated.
The arrogant younger brother was not arrogant, frightened him, and looked at Ye Shaofeng in shock, and looked at Yang Jingkun, who kept his thigh, and he cried at the time.
"It is good to reach out, and I used to mix it before," Yang Jingkun asked with a smile, took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and gave himself.
"If you haven't mixed it, you can't tolerate others to shit on my head, bullying people, and receiving protection fees, but you have to see if you have this ability, want to eat in this place, rely on fists, whoever is? Who is? The fist is hard, and anyone is awesome.
You bring a group of younger brothers here to collect protection fees with a group of honest bosses who have no power of chicken. With a family of old and young, is it easy for us to make some money, so that you can collect all the triads. How do you let us live? You have the ability to grab the bank? Do you still have to have a face, "Ye Shaofeng pointed at Yang Jingkun's face and scolded.
Ye Shaofeng's scolding sound was loud, and many of the bosses heard it. This also said the new voice of these little bosses. Everyone has old and small, and it is not easy to make money. What shit protection fees to this group of triads are too unfair for them. It is 5,000 yuan per month, which is equivalent to asking their lives.
Someone should have stood up to say these words. Now Ye Shaofeng stands out. All the vendors have a flag, and these stalls do not do business anymore. The group surrounds it.
"You want to charge the protection fee, there is no problem, I can give it to you, but you have to ask, the night market bosses around you, they are willing to let me give you this money," said, Ye Shaofeng shouted : "Dear bosses, do you want to continue the protection fee for the underworld in the future?"
"I don't want to make it, don't want to make it," a group of bosses shouted in unison, holding up the hard guys held in their hands, similar to the battle between the demonstration.
Hundreds of people surrounded Yang Jingkun. At this time, Yang Jingkun was also scared. Sweat -sized sweat beads fell on the ground on the forehead. These night market bosses.
However, the underworld cannot be lost. If the face is lost, do n’t think about it in the future. If he admits defeat this time, how can he come here to collect the protection fee? Holding the sticks by these bosses.
Therefore, even if this hundred people are around, Yang Jingkun is not ambiguous. When he poured drugs in the south, he has never seen any scenes, and what kind of people have been seen have never seen it. The little boss who has no experience wants to scare him, that is impossible.
Yang Jingkun is a beast that has just taken out of the cage. Once this kind of beast comes out, it will be unstoppable.
Yang Jingkun suddenly took out a gun, and the muzzle was quasiped with Ye Shaofeng's head.
Li Xin also suddenly pulled out his sand spray from under the table. This was a gun he had stayed here long ago, that was, he was afraid that someone would use it when he was in trouble.
The sand spray was aimed at Yang Jingkun's eyebrows. The younger brothers under Yang Jingkun's hands were tense, and a fierce battle seemed to start. Moreover, this fierce battle, intuitive life and death, no matter which side they fired, Ye Shaofeng and Yang Jingkun would likely He was killed as soon as possible.
Yang Jingkun couldn't think of a night market, and there would be sand sprays. With such a close distance, if the sand spray was launched, he would definitely die ...