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when Yang Zimei came to the shop, she found her parents sitting at the door, crying helplessly.
"Dad, mom, what's the matter?"
Yang Zimei came forward to ask.
When Huang Xiuli saw her daughter, she cried out, "Niuniu, we have to renovate the store. Just now a group of people came and asked us to pay 10000 yuan for protection. Your father argued with them for a few words, and they rushed in without saying a word and smashed everything. Wuwu."
Yang Zimei walked in and saw that there was a mess on one side of the room. Everything was smashed and smashed, and her pupils contracted slightly.
She knew that her mother had great hopes for the shop, and she was discussing with her father about the details of the decoration every day. When she talked about the shop, her eyes, which had lost their luster due to years of hard work, were shining.
Now, being hit by someone, the mood can be imagined.
Her fist clenched slightly, she went out and asked, "who are they?"
"They are the street bullies here with bald heads. When we do business here, we have to pay protection fees to them. Anyone who doesn't pay will not be able to do business here. However, they only charge us 600 yuan a month. Before you open, you can charge 10000 yuan. It seems that there has never been such a rule. Did you offend them, so you deliberately look for it Scum? " Next to the clothing store owner road.
"Where do they live?" Yang Zimei asked.
"Now we should be in Xuanwu Di bar. It's their base camp. However, little girl, I advise you to swallow this breath. They are gangsters, and we can't provoke them. If you are a girl like you, I'm afraid you will..." Clothing store owner kind way.
Huang Xiuli listened and nervously grabbed Yang Zimei's arm. "Niuniu, you must not go to them. It doesn't matter if there is no shop. Mom can't watch you have an accident. Let's go home. I won't open this shop."
"Niu Niu, don't get angry." Yang Qingkai said, "there are at least hundreds of them in this gang. Although you have learned some internal skills from your master, you can't beat four hands with two fists. Don't provoke them. We'll change places."
No provocation?
Who is the first to provoke now?
Yang Zimei's eyebrows picked.
She is not the virgin, bullying her head may be tolerated, but bullying her family, she will not let go.
However, she did not want her parents to worry, so she pretended to listen to them and went home with them.
Back home, Yang Qing and Huang Xiuli sighed and frowned, which made her hate even more!
She told them to go to song Xuan's place, and then ran to Xuanwu Di bar alone.
The neon lights in front of the dazzle dance are flashing with dazzling light, and many men and women in and out of the mainstream dress.
She stood at the door in a fresh little white dress, more or less out of place.
"Oh, little sister, do you want to go in? Brother, can I ask you to dance until it's high A 20-year-old boy with chestnut hair, ear studs on his left ear and his whole body dressed up and down was very unconventional, and said to her in a strange voice.
Yang Zimei ignored him, but walked straight in.
"Oh, little girl, where are your tickets? You need tickets to get in. " The security guard at the door stopped her.
"I'm looking for a bald head!" Yang Zimei crisp voice with a few thin cold way, "where is he?"
"Oh? Are you looking for brother Guang? Are you his wife The security guard said with a clear look.
"Enemies." Yang Zimei's cold way.
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