Even if Song Yu works hard in the mall all the year round, he may still be a little vigilant, but in this environment, as soon as he is squeezed by people's words, the onlookers will lose their calm in their hearts when they joke like that.

"I'll give 4,000 yuan, boss, don't talk to this little girl, the money is here, you hurry up and wrap things up for me." ”

At this time, the price had been raised to 4,000 RMB, and the middle-aged man took out a stack of RBM from his pocket, patted it in the palm of his hand, and urged the stall owner to put the thangka away for him.

"I ......"

"Xiaoyu, a gentleman doesn't take away people's favors, we don't want this thing. ”

Song Yu was interrupted by Zhengji before she could shout the word "I", and then she saw Zhengji squeezing his eyes at him, Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and didn't continue to shout, she was just too angry, but she wasn't brainless, listening to Zhengji say this, she also had a little aftertaste.

Song Yu is so smart and icy, he was so disciplined, combined with the scene that happened just now, he immediately understood the ins and outs of the matter, and he was not angry at the moment, he looked at the other party with a smile and said: "This gentleman is so rich, I won't fight with you, you can buy that thing." ”

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man and the stall owner were dumbfounded, this was clearly a boiled duck and flew away, and the culprit was naturally Zhengji, who was inserted into the bar.

"Boy, what you just said means I'm a villain?"

The double reed was debunked, the middle-aged man's face couldn't hang up, and the transaction of thousands of yuan was disturbed by Zhengji, which made him hate it even more, and he didn't mention the purchase of thangka at the moment, and launched a reproach against Zhengji.

"Okay, some things are boring to explain, you continue to set up your stall, we continue to buy our things, goodbye to you. ”

Zhengji is lazy to deal with these local snakes, he has seen a lot of this kind of thing on the Internet in later generations, and he is too lazy to care about it at the moment, so he replied angrily, and turned around and beckoned Song Yu to leave, it will be noon, not to mention that he is hungry, even the white lion will be listless.

"Boy, if you don't speak clearly, don't want to leave. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man actually blocked the way of Zhengji and Song Yu, and scolded loudly at the tip of his nose.

At this time, Masaki was also a little angry, he smashed his acting, and he dared not to give up, so he turned around at the moment, his eyes widened, and he said, "What do you want?"

Being stared at by Zhengji like this, the middle-aged man seemed to feel that he was being targeted by a fierce beast, and he trembled violently in the bottom of his heart, and almost sat on the ground, but then a feeling of annoyance and anger came to his heart, in his own chassis, he was actually threatened by this outsider, how can this be mixed!

"The Han people beat people, the Han people beat people!"

The stall owner shouted coldly, and several accomplices who were already crowded in the crowd to help others also appeared at this moment, surrounding Zhengji, with a reluctant expression on their faces, hiding one hand in front of their chests, and glaring at Zhengji and Song Yu viciously.

"Let them lose money, these Han people don't buy what they say is good, and we Tibetans can't afford not to buy things that have been touched! Don't let them go." ”

The stall owner jumped up and down and shouted, although the onlookers knew the ins and outs of the matter, but most of them were tourists from other places, and no one wanted to provoke right and wrong, not to mention, the stall owner also held a bright Tibetan knife in his hand, dangling in front of people's eyes, and no one dared to come out easily, for a while, only heard the voice of the stall owner.

Looking at this scene in front of him, a hint of gloom flashed in Zhengji's eyes, this scene reminded him of the "cake cutting" joke in his previous life, he didn't expect it to really happen to him, there was a feeling of suffocation in his chest, Han people, Tibetans, there are a few people who can't do things under the banner of national righteousness at every turn, and they will play a bad leading role.

Clothe yourself with the coat of a religious nation for your greed!

The people of all nationalities are originally a family, but they have been borrowed by this kind of individual rat to distort the customs of the nation to achieve their own disgusting goals; as everyone knows, they are smearing other innocent compatriots in this way! They are also disgusting themselves! A single blackmail may be successful, but who will be a repeat customer when a person is deceived? The bearer, even his compatriots will bear the undue consequences for this, just like in the previous life, a news of cutting cakes made people across the country almost shy away from cutting cakes!

"You have insulted the customs of our Tibetans, you must buy the thangka just now! And it costs 10,000 yuan to do it!" When the stall owner saw that Zhengji did not speak, he thought that the two of them had confessed, and became more and more arrogant, brandishing a knife and about to hand it to Zhengji's face, spat everywhere.

"Bang! click!" Suddenly, when everyone didn't see clearly, a crisp sound of bones breaking sounded, followed by an earth-shattering scream, everyone was stunned in place, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief, the stall owner who was originally wielding the Tibetan knife, at this moment the arm holding the knife hung down weakly, and the Tibetan knife had already been thrown aside.

Blood flowed down his sleeves, and the reason for this was that the stall owner's broken wrist was not broken from the joint, but was broken from the center of the arm as if it had been run over by a machine tool!

For a while, the wail startled everyone, it seemed that everyone didn't expect Zhengji to be so cruel, and the inferior roots of the people were shown at this moment, and the other conspirators who surrounded Zhengji and the two with menacing momentum before invariably gasped, took a step back, and did not dare to step forward.

The people around Zhengji were stunned, they didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who seemed to be quiet and wore glasses, had such a hot temper, originally wanted to blackmail a few money, but now it seems that it will not end well.

Masaki, on the other hand, stood in place, his head lowered and couldn't see his expression clearly, but everyone seemed to feel a wild beast standing there, and a cold air that was cold in their hearts came from the bottom of their hearts.

"Kill them, kill this black sheep by the most cruel means! This kind of person is born to deserve to die, and to live is to defile the world!" Masaki lowered his head, his eyes flashed red at this moment, and for some reason there seemed to be a devilish voice in his head that had been tempting him, making him have an urge to vent.

"What are you doing in a daze! Avenge me! If something happens, the government will protect us! The Han people have beaten people! The Han people have beaten people!" The man who was screaming with his arms covered his arms scolded loudly in anger when he saw everyone staying where they were.

The short stall owner was kicked by Zhengji, and it took him half a day to get up, and he saw that he was a few helpers, surrounded Zhengji but didn't do anything, and he became angry at the moment, and rushed over while shouting, this person was also a green skin, and he picked up a Tibetan knife from his stall, and cut it at Zhengji.

His accomplice heard his voice, suppressed the timidity in his heart, and was about to step forward with a Tibetan knife.

"Whew", suddenly Zhengji's windbreaker swayed slightly, and an invisible wind and wave seemed to be vigorous from his feet, blowing on the bodies of the people with Zhengji as the center, making them stunned.

"Zhengji, what's wrong with you?" Song Yu, who was standing beside Zhengji, deeply felt that Zhengji's mood was wrong, and asked worriedly, but at this moment she was not worried about herself and him, but worried about these people around her, Zhengji's ability to be her own eyes, these people in his eyes are not an exaggeration to describe these people as ants, if Zhengji does it without reservation, then everyone on the scene is afraid that they will not be spared.

Masaki's mood at the moment is indeed a little wrong, there seems to be two voices in his mind that are constantly intertwined, one is a devil, the other is an angel, one is to let him kill and behead all the provocateurs, the other is persuading him to be kind and compassionate, a rare bead of sweat appeared on his forehead, this feeling of heaven and man fighting, is really extremely uncomfortable.