"Brother Jin, this is not because I want to argue, but because some people, relying on their own strength, always show off."
Xue Jian raised his eyebrows sadly and said.
"Hmph...I never cooperate with trash!"
Feng Xiaoxiao showed deep disdain on his face and sneered.
"You are the waste, and your whole family is waste."
Xue Jian's eyes were filled with anger and he cursed loudly.
The two of them are about to have a war of words.
When the golden-faced Buddha saw this scene, he secretly sighed in his heart: "Oops!"
If he had known that Feng Xiaoxiao and Xue Jianchou had such explosive tempers, he would definitely not have dragged them into this 'alliance to destroy the Soviet Union' at the same time.
"Brother Xue, let's go. I heard that the Pharmacist Guild is also going to attack the Ninth Avenue. Let's take a look!"
The movements of the 'Golden Faced Buddha' became smoother, and he no longer looked lifeless, and he directly dragged Xue Jianchou out.
in the room.
Only Feng Xiaoxiao and the other members of the 'Alliance to Destroy the Soviet Union' were left.
"Okay, the people who don't want to do it have left. Next, we can discuss the action plan."
The anger on Feng Xiaoxiao's face disappeared, replaced by a calm and calm expression.
As if nothing happened.
Everyone's hearts trembled, and none of them understood what Feng Xiaoxiao meant by doing this.
…
Ninth Avenue.
After Su Chen solved the scalpers' malicious hoarding, there were no more troublemakers.
All the shops were crowded with people.
These are the real customers.
They all purchased elixirs because of consumer demand.
Of course, some customers' consumption needs are not that strong, and they are only willing to spend money because of the discounts.
But at least there are no more customers with the 'second-rate dealer' mentality.
"What do you think the pharmacists union will do next?" >
Chu Xiangxiang's eyes flashed and she said.
"I don't know what kind of dirty tricks he will pull, but the troublemaker is already here!"
Su Chen moved his steps and walked towards the entrance of Ninth Avenue.
At this moment, at the entrance, there is an old man, lying in the coffin, having expired long ago.
Next to the old man, there were a group of middle-aged people.
Apparently they are family members of this old man.
At this time, two of them opened the horizontal batch.
"The unscrupulous businessman sold counterfeit medicines and killed my father. He demands blood repayment!"
Soon, many customers were shopping for elixirs in the store.
Hearing the sound, he hurried out.
As soon as these guests approached, they immediately saw the family entering Ninth Avenue with a coffin and a funeral band.
As luck would have it, this group of people came directly to store No. 8.
“Ninth Avenue sells fake drugs!”
"My father bought the 'Anxin Jingshen Pill' from this store this morning. After taking it, he never woke up again!"
"This shop killed my father. He must pay with his life. I ask the shopkeeper to get out and die. He must pay with blood!"
A dozen people wearing sackcloth and mourning looked angry.
Standing in front of store No. 8.
A burst of cursing.
Soon, the news about Ninth Avenue selling fake medicines that killed people spread like snowflakes.
The customers in all the shops on both sides of the avenue all turned pale and were so frightened that they threw away all the elixirs they had selected.
"No, no, no, this store is selling fake medicine!"
"People are dying here. Fortunately, I didn't buy medicine here, otherwise I might be the next one to lie down."
I’m the one who’s going.”
"I'm just telling you, why are the elixirs here so affordable? I bet all the medicines sold here are fake!"
"Hey... has Mr. Su's conscience been eaten by a dog? In order to achieve his goal, he used any means to sell fake medicine. I curse him to give birth to a child without an asshole."
The entire Ninth Avenue was filled with panic.
Many people even joined the relatives of the deceased to help denounce the merchants on Ninth Avenue.
However, currently all elixir shops on Ninth Avenue are directly operated.
There is only one merchant, and that is Su Chen.
"Things are getting bigger."
Chu Xiangxiang stood in the crowd, listening to the discussions around her, biting her lip in anger.
In any case, she never expected that her opponent would be so shameless and deliberately commit murder in order to discredit Ninth Avenue.
If this matter cannot be settled smoothly today, then the reputation of Ninth Avenue will be completely ruined.
By then, all their previous efforts will be in vain.
"We have to believe Mr. Su, he will be able to handle this matter properly."
There was also deep sadness in Mr. Xu's eyebrows, but he still tried his best to comfort him.
Shop No. 8, entrance.
There was a lot of noise.
The employees in the store were all trembling with fear, and no one dared to come out and respond.
Lao Niu hurried over and was grabbed by Su Chen before he even came on stage.
"I will handle this matter myself."
Su Chen knew very well in his heart that this time, the enemy was well prepared.
Using old cow methods.
There is simply no way to suppress this group of people who deliberately make trouble.
"Everyone, my condolences!"
After Su Chen came on stage, he was the first to walk to the coffin and bowed to the deceased old man inside. A bow.
In any case, the dead are the most important!
"You murderer, stop acting like a slut here!"
In the crowd, a middle-aged woman said angrily with tearful eyes.
"Be quiet, this is Mr. Su. Before the matter is found out, how can you say that Mr. Su is the murderer?"
Among the crowd, a middle-aged man with meticulously combed hair scolded him.
This person is none other than Wang Fugui.
Ever since his shop was burned down by Liu Xiongye, he temporarily said goodbye to the elixir market and has never been an idler.
It just so happens that Ninth Avenue has its grand opening today, so I came over to take a look.
To be honest, Wang Fugui was grateful to Su Chen from the bottom of his heart.
If Su Chen hadn't killed Liu Xiongye in one fell swoop, he might have been kept in the dark.
Silly.
I have no idea who set fire to my shop.
Moreover, after Liu Xiongye's downfall, Su Chen's people took the initiative to compensate him for the store after dividing up the property left by Liu Xiongye.
This made Wang Fugui burst into tears of gratitude.
Therefore, when he saw someone slandering Su Chen today, he was the first to be unhappy and jumped out on his own initiative.
"Who are you? No one in your family has died, that's why you stand here and talk without pain in your back!"
The middle-aged woman had a cold face and glared at Wang Fugui fiercely.
"Sister, could you please practice some moral integrity?"
Wang Fugui was not someone to be trifled with. He was not frightened at all and just stared back.
"Master Su's reputation is well known to people from all over the country."
"Now you don't have any evidence, so you just point at people's noses and yell at them."
