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Chapter 660 Uncle Da's Master Plan(2/2)

Night, Yau Tsim Mong, Temple Street.

The night market is bustling with people, and there are stalls on both sides of the street one after another, selling everything from clothes, pants, snacks, toys, and electronic products.

A hawker suddenly jumped out of the stall holding a watch and blocked the way of a pair of tourists.

"Boss, look at the gold watch. All major brands have it. Look at this piece of gold. Is it real? Is it pretty? If you put one next to you, you can't tell the difference.

come out.

The same model in a specialty store will cost you at least 50,000 yuan, but I only need 2,000 yuan here, so you can take the two thousand yuan!"

The vendor spoke with great enthusiasm, but the tourists just smiled and waved their hands, turned around and left.

Of course he couldn't let go of the duck he got, and quickly stepped forward to stop him again: "Boss, don't leave in a hurry. If the price is not suitable, we can discuss it again, otherwise it will be one thousand eight hundred, one thousand eight hundred... OK, OK, eight hundred."

How about $800? You can also leave for $800? Buy one get one free for $800!"

After hearing the last sentence, the tourist turned around decisively.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of selling from a stall opposite.

"Da Jin Lao! Da Jin Lao! It's a one-to-one simulation. You can't even see the difference with a magnifying glass! One hundred and eighty yuan, take away one hundred and eighty yuan!"

The tourist's eyes lit up, and when he was about to turn around to find the 180 yuan gold, he found that the vendor next to him had walked over first.

He looked at the young and charming girl hawking with a gloomy look on his face, and said with wide eyes: "Come on the street, you are selling takeout for one hundred and eighty yuan? Do you still want me to do business?"

The young girl curled her lips disdainfully: "Chixian, what does my business have to do with you? Gungungun, I get annoyed when I see you!"

"What the hell did you say?"

The vendor became furious and slapped him with a rounded hand.

Young and Dangerous was caught off guard and was slapped in the face. She suddenly became angry, pinched the big gold bag in her hand, and hit the vendor on the head with all her strength.

Then there was a bang, and the watch parts flew out, shattering the watch into pieces on the spot.

The vendor sat down on the ground, blood gushing from his forehead.

He didn't dare to touch the blood on his head sincerely. When he raised his head, his eyes were as fierce and vicious as a wolf's cub. He suddenly shouted loudly: "Are you all dead? Haven't you seen the Hongxing people looking for trouble?

?”

Before he finished speaking, thirty or forty people came running out behind him.

When the people on the other side saw that the situation was not good, they reacted immediately and ran out with a large group of people to confront them.

Crash Girl had already hid in the crowd.

The vendor got up and pointed towards the opposite side with red eyes, shouting angrily: "Kill these thugs!"

After that, the two groups started fighting without any surprise.

Because the tourists were so scared that they ran away, half of the street was actually given away, allowing the two groups of young and Dangerous boys to fight each other.

Two hours later, the red bar.

Big Boss B was drinking with a group of subordinates when a younger brother suddenly came over and handed over the phone.

"Brother B is a handsome guy!"

"oh?"

Big Boss B was a little surprised, but he still put down his glass and picked up the phone: "Ajun, when are you going to call me?"

"Brother B, our stall on Temple Street was smashed! Several brothers were injured!"

"Oh?" The smile on Big Boss B's face remained unchanged: "Who did it?"

"They are from Dongxing, the subordinates of the golden-haired tiger Shamann led by him!"

"I see!"

Big Boss B said in a calm tone: "I will talk to Sha Meng about this matter. Send the injured brother to the hospital, and give the others double wages. Let them stay at home in the past few days and stop working for the time being.

!”

"I see!"

After hanging up the phone, Big Boss B's face became obviously gloomy.

Chen Haonan, who was sitting not far away, saw this scene and looked at Da Tianer next to him. They both stood up and walked over quickly.

"Brother B, what's the problem?"

As Big Boss B’s confidant, Chen Haonan has always been very direct in his speech.

Big Boss B didn't hide anything, he took out a cigarette and lit it: "The people from Shamang are causing trouble and have raided our business on Temple Street!"

"Are they those gangsters from Dongxing? Brother B, leave this matter to Brother Nan. We will definitely take care of it!" Datian Er quickly expressed his position.

Big Boss B smiled and shook his head, and said to Chen Haonan: "Anan, don't rush to conclusions when you encounter something. See it clearly first before speaking."

He thought for a moment and raised his fingers to the attendant next to him.

The attendant quickly handed over a black leather bag.

Big Boss opened the zipper, took out 30,000 yuan and handed it to Chen Haonan.

"Anan, please take someone to visit Ajun in the hospital first, check the situation, give him the money and let him distribute it.

Then look for the young and Dangerous guy who is causing trouble. It would be best if we can settle things with him directly. If not, don’t act rashly. Come back and tell me for a long-term plan!"

Chen Haonan's eyes flashed with coldness, he took the money and nodded: "I know what to do, Brother B!"

Big Boss B smiled happily: "According to circumstances, remember not to lose Hong Xing's reputation."

"Don't worry, Brother B!"
Chapter completed!
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