Chapter 245 smashing the store

Those who come to collect debts don't mean to reason with the store at all, and the store blindly talks to them about reason, can that be explained?

People are here to play tricks, and opening their mouths to ask for five hundred taels of silver is obviously to find fault, to what extent is this unreasonable? What else is there to say?

That little boss is not without brains, and when he sees that person's calm appearance, he knows that he is not a good person to mess with. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Because they followed Lu Qing all the way to Lin Xiangfu, they thought that Lin Xiangguo was going to take down this shop, and now this person must be a person from Xiangfu.

Their owner and Lin Xiangguo are mortal enemies, if it is someone else, we can still give three points, and the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion can't lose their momentum, isn't that a shame for the owner?

The owner's ambition for this shop is to slap Xiangguo in the face, as long as Lin Mingde wants it, he can't let him get it.

The little boss lifted his belt and shrugged his shoulders with a look of disdain: "Do you know who our owner is?" Will our host owe you money? What a joke! ”

"I said that if I owe, I owe, you leave the money for us to settle the accounts, otherwise it will not be so easy to leave." The man kept looking at them with a smile, and the store was a little foggy, what was the situation?

"Settle accounts?" The little leader sneered and took a step forward: "There is no basis for your words, you take out the evidence and show it to me." ”

The man also smiled without showing weakness and said, "Aren't you also talking?" You say that he owes you five hundred denarii, what proof do you have? ”

"What does it have to do with you?" The little leader stretched out his hand and pointed forward, angrily asking.

The man spread his hands, shrugged and smiled, "It's irrelevant." ”

That little boss can't play anymore from him, if he puts on a stern posture of holding an uneven fight, it will be easy to answer the conversation.

He followed his words and said, 'It's irrelevant', if it's irrelevant, just get out of the way, so what's the matter with you?

"Why don't you get out of here?" The little boss was so angry that he was smiling and grinning.

The man kept laughing, not smiling, he smiled: "It's interesting to see you blackmailing, I'll also extort a little, if you give me five hundred taels of silver, I won't be idle." ”

That little boss was all by him, this is a madness, right? The brethren behind him could no longer hold back, and they all brandished clubs and shouted loudly.

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he couldn't stop saying good things to them: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, we have something to say, I'll go with you to the owner now, it must be the owner's bad memory, I remember clearly that one hundred and thirty taels will not be wrong." ”

This is obviously the business of the store, but now the store has no sense of existence. No one paid attention to him, and no one cared what he said.

The little boss waved his hand: "Up!" Dare to ride the man's head and on his head, and give me a poop for me. ”

That little boss relies on a lot of people, and if there are many people fighting, he won't suffer, this is almost an iron law. He also had a calculation in his heart, and he didn't even ask anyone what the man's name was, so he beat him up first.

When the time comes, you can pretend not to know that he is the prime minister's person, so as not to make a big fuss about the trivial matter. The man didn't have the idea of revealing his identity to them, and the two sides tacitly chose to 'fight, no matter who the person who fights.' ’。

The shopkeeper habitually got under the table, and there was nothing valuable in the store that he was afraid of touching, so he smashed whatever he liked, and his store was not smashed once or twice, not much more than this time.

The strong men raised their clubs and threw them at the man, there were many of them, and the sticks were long, and the space in this room was not large, and it was not very suitable for display.

The only advantage of that person is that he has no friends around him, and he is an enemy to anyone, and the only weakness of those people is precisely that there are too many of them, for fear of hitting their own people, they have some scruples.

The man raised his leg and kicked the chair he had just sat in forward, and the front of him immediately opened up, and two or three strong men dodged left and right and inevitably collided with each other, and suddenly became chaotic.

The man quickly turned around and picked up the chair the shopkeeper had just sat on and made a circle, and for a moment the men could not come forward at all.

The shopkeeper hid under the table and shivered, and the whole person was lying on his stomach in a kneeling posture, his forehead pressed tightly against the back of his hand, and his eyes were still closed.

He didn't want to see anything, as if he couldn't see it and wasn't so afraid, as if not seeing it meant that something didn't happen.

He just can't hear it, and if he can't even hear it, then that's fine. There were screams, screams, and all sorts of babbling voices in my ears.

He really didn't have any thoughts except chanting Buddha now, just begging these people not to tear down their houses, just begging them not to kill people, just begging not to frighten his family.

He couldn't tell if the man who was going to buy the fan was helping him or adding to the chaos, and he hoped they wouldn't hurt him.

The shopkeeper lay under the table and shouted to himself: "Stop fighting! Stop it! If you want to smash things, don't hit people! He's just here to buy a fan, he has nothing to do with it, really, he's just a passerby, don't hit him......"

The shopkeeper was afraid that they would injure the man, but he didn't have the courage to rush out to stop him, so he could only hide under the table and shout with his eyes closed.

He knew that they would soon lift the table, and a storm of kicks and beatings would follow, and he would not be able to escape the beating today.

In the morning, I bought a Taiping with two taels of silver, but who would have thought that they would turn their faces after just over an hour. Usually, as long as he can come up with some money to pay off the debt, he will basically not be beaten.

This time, he was able to pay back all the money, and he still couldn't get rid of the bad luck of being bullied.

The shopkeeper didn't have any brains, and he was trembling and at the same time figured out why they were so unreasonable and bullying.

Five hundred taels of silver, this number is very revealing. His shop was worth five or six hundred taels, and when people opened their mouths to ask him for five hundred taels, it was obvious that they were coming to his house.

No wonder he didn't pay off the money before, but now that he has the money to pay off the debt, the owner is in a hurry. People just want him to delay until the interest is so high that he can't pay it back if he doesn't sell the house, and then the house will naturally be someone else's.

These people are really more ruthless than jackals, and they have to force people to death. Of course, the shopkeeper is unwilling to give the house to others like this, he used to have no money to repay the debt and could only be bullied, but now that he has money, why can't he pay off this debt?

He shouted mechanically: "Stop fighting, you guys don't fight." While calculating in his heart, when they left, he immediately went to the Spring Breeze Inn to ask Zhou Ning for an idea.