There are two huge stone lions lying on both sides of the gate, and the stone lions are staring at the two copper bell big eyes, which are majestic and magnificent, but at this moment the street in front of the stone lion is full of people.

In the middle of the crowd, a group of a dozen long-haired Latinas grabbed an old man and a little girl, tugging and pulling, not knowing what was going on.

"What's going on? What happened? ”

"Damn, a few red-haired devils are bullying us Huaxia people!"

"Shh They're notorious slashers! ”

"Chopper!?" Hearing this name, who was still rough and angry just now, he immediately castrated down......

Listening to the onlookers' pointing and pointing, Chen Jinyuan roughly understood what happened in front of the Zhonghua Building just now.

In the final analysis, although this is Chinatown, it is also subject to the jurisdiction of the local government, after all, it is abroad, and there are many things that Chinese people are bullied here, and they only have to swallow their anger on other people's territory.

This cutter party collects protection money full-time, and the merchants in Chinatown are not less affected by their ping, but because the cutter party members are all Latinos, many merchants will choose to tolerate it after being bullied.

The brutality of the Choppers is outrageous. These gangsters usually carry a machete in their hands, and throw the machete on the table when collecting protection money, if someone is unwilling to give money, they will directly raise the knife and cut off the person's arm alive, the status of the Chinese people in the local area is very low, after the accident, the local police come and go around, which makes these gangsters even more rampant.

In the middle of the crowd, a few choppers grabbed a pair of grandchildren, and the old man looked to be seventy or eighty years old. is over the age of old, holding an erhu in his hand, and at first glance, the artist seems to have been slapped a few times on his face, and there is still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth; The girl next to her was about six or seven years old. Wearing a floral jacket, he looks a little delicate, but at the moment his face is full of anger, and he is caught by two choppers and struggling, scolding.

A big man at the head pointed at the old man, muttering that he didn't know what he was talking about, and Chen Jinyuan was shocked. Pushing aside the crowd in front of him and squeezing to the front, he had inherited Lu Qinghou's eight foreign languages, but he could hear that the language of Latin America was spoken by this big man.

"Old guy, do you think that if you hide in the building, we won't be able to catch you, and you dare not pay the protection fee for performing here, you are afraid of your life, right?" The red-haired man snatched the erhu in the old man's hand. Thrown to the ground, it snapped and shattered into pieces.

Chen Jinyuan secretly estimated the fall of the red-haired man. There is at least three thousand catties of strength, which is comparable to the martial artists in the early days of the day after tomorrow.

"You scoundrels, don't beat my grandfather!" The little girl's face turned red, and she kept struggling, but unfortunately she was so small that she couldn't shake the few slashers who grabbed her.

"Uncle, I don't know where we provoked you, didn't you recognize the wrong person?" When the old man saw that the erhu was smashed, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes, and the erhu was like his life. Now it's broken, and it hurts even more than the pain on my face. The old man's eyes were blank, he didn't know why the big man was beating him, and he didn't understand what he was talking about when he listened to the big man's muttering nonsense.

Most of the people in this Chinatown know this grandfather and grandson, and everyone calls him Zhong Laohan. The little girl is his little granddaughter Zhong Li'er, the grandfather and grandson often cheer erhu for the diners in the Zhonghua Building, sing small songs, and live by performing arts. ..., the big man looked back at the Zhonghua Building with the door open, as if he was expecting someone to appear, and then turned his face to see the old man with a blank look, and his head was also big for a while, this old man didn't understand Latin American language, it was completely a chicken and a duck to speak, and what he said was in vain.

"Hehe, Biao Ye, the little one is a Japanese who can speak Chinese and Latin, let me translate it for you!" At this time, a person came out of the crowd of onlookers, and came to the side of the red-haired man with a shy face, Chen Jinyuan saw this guy, and couldn't help but grit his teeth, this guy was exactly which devil he met at the street just now.

"Okay, tell him, Biao Ye I will give him three choices, either pay the protection fee, or leave a hand for Biao Ye, if these two conditions are unwilling, hehe!" The red-haired man laughed lewdly and touched the little girl's chin, "This little girl looks pretty good, why don't you bring it back to me, and then serve my brothers, hahahaha......"

The girl was so frightened that her neck shrank, but she was very stubborn, and the ordinary little girl would have been scared and cried when she saw this battle, but this little girl stared at the red-haired man in front of her with wide eyes.

"Oh oh! ~~" Listening to the words of the red-haired man, the group of choppers immediately screamed, looking like ruffians and hooligans, looking like a group of demons dancing wildly.

"Yes, Biao Ye!" The Japanese man smiled, nodded respectfully at the red-haired man, turned to Zhong Laohan and said arrogantly: "Old man, Master Biao asked me to pass on a message to you, and give you three choices, either pay protection money, or leave an arm, or take your granddaughter back to Master Biao, so that the brothers can be happy!" ”

"What?!" A trace of horror flashed on the face of the old man Zhong when he heard this, Zhong Li'er is his own heart and soul baby, he is only seven years old this year, thanks to what this beast said, the onlookers next to him looked at this scene, and they were all indignant, but unfortunately no one dared to stand up, the ferocity of the chopper party had already penetrated into their hearts, and these ordinary people simply did not have the courage to go against the machetes in the hands of those people.

"We give money, we give money, please ask this uncle, how much protection money do you have to pay?" Fortunately, there are three choices, Zhong Laohan chose the first one without thinking about it, whether it is his own arm or his precious granddaughter, it is far more important than the protection fee.

"Okay, I'll help you ask!" The Japanese man nodded arrogantly, but a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he turned to the red-haired man Biaoye, and grovelled and said in fluent Latin America: "Biao Ye, this old boy is not on the road, and he doesn't want to give any of them, and he said that he didn't choose these three choices, and if you have the ability, you will kill him!" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )