The old street vegetable market is still so noisy and messy, and at the stall in Jingding, Lu Yiyuan is facing a large pile of watermelons and practicing Zhu Mingming's famous skills. But it is always not ideal, every time the watermelon is cut down is far from his goal, the most successful one, there are more than three taels.

"Yuanyuan, what are you doing?" Qiao Bei pointed to a large pile of discarded watermelons in a basket at the stall and scolded: "This watermelon doesn't need money?" I didn't eat it, so I threw it away? Why don't you know it's a waste? ”

"I bought it myself and practiced knife skills." Lu Yiyuan said with a smile.

"It doesn't cost you money to buy it yourself? How much money do you spend a month now? Qiao Bei said a few words, Lu Yiyuan just hehe, which made Qiao Bei lose his temper. After a few words, he walked straight to Liu Jianjun's live poultry stall, but saw that the stall was empty, and an old big iron lock held the door.

Qiao Bei couldn't help but be a little strange, went to the dry goods store of the girl Liu Jianjun chased to ask, even the dry goods store changed owners, asked the stall next door, and said that he hadn't seen Liu Jianjun open the stall for several days, and called Liu Jianjun, but turned off the phone again, which made Qiao Bei even more suspicious, and said to himself: "Brother Jun, what's wrong?" Don't do business either? I haven't heard he's going to change careers? ”

"Maybe I went to the woman's house, I heard Jianjun say that he was going to Guangxi to get married some time ago." The provisional file threw out a sentence when Qiao Bei was leaving, which made Qiao Bei feel a little relieved.

Lin Yue smiled: "Xiaobei, are you too nervous?" ”

"I have to be nervous, along the way, they don't move me, only the people around me, have you forgotten how they robbed Weiwei? And Fengzi, didn't they specifically pick on the people around me? Yue, I have to guard against it! Qiao Bei responded.

"You're the one who worries." Lin Yue shook his head.

"Alas! Let's go, go to Jingding and see a few of their bastards! Qiao Bei started by himself in this familiar vegetable market, his body and mind were completely relaxed, and he already felt that the burden on his shoulders was a little overwhelming.

Lu Yiyuan, who practiced knife skills, heard Qiao Bei and the two talking, and shouted at the two: "Brother Bei, they are not here, go to the central square to arrange the exhibition." ”

"Oh......" Qiao Bei suddenly woke up, he had been thinking about Lu Wenlong's tricks for the past few days, and he even forgot to participate in the cultural festival.

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In the central square, many tents have been erected by this time.

Because tomorrow is the opening of the first Sannong Cultural Festival in the ancient city, merchants are grabbing land early. In order to expand its influence, the Propaganda Department has divided the exhibition areas of fruits and vegetables, flowers, snacks, handicrafts and other industries into categories, forming an exhibition pattern with fruits and vegetables as the main and others as supplements.

At the front of the square, a huge stage has been erected, lanterns are hung high, and some performance teams are walking on the stage to rehearse their own festivals.

Coincidentally, the dozen or so tents set up by Baiguoyuan and Xincheng are facing each other, and there is a three-meter-wide corridor in the middle, like a simple shop in a rural market town, opposite the door.

Zhu Mingming was appointed by Lu Wenlong as the director of the exhibition, and is organizing a group of employees of Baiguoyuan to decorate the tent and display fruits and vegetables. He could feel the contemptuous gaze cast by the people of Xincheng, but he had no choice but to pretend not to see it.

Li Ya met him head-on and looked away directly. Zhu Mingming felt sad in his heart, grabbed Li Ya and shouted, "Xiaoya." ”

"Get out!" Li Ya shook off Zhu Mingming's hand, blushed his face, passed by Zhu Mingming, and coldly threw down two words: "Traitor!" ”

"I ......" Zhu Mingming wanted to explain, but he was speechless. How do you explain it yourself? Everyone in the brand new city knows that there is an inner ghost who stole the plan of the new city to Baiguoyuan, and this inner ghost is himself. What's even worse is that he also appeared in the exhibition area of Baiguoyuan Zhang Luo in a grand manner.

It's hard to argue.

The people of Xincheng seem to spread this hatred to the employees of Baiguoyuan, and ignore the employees of Baiguoyuan. An employee of Baiguoyuan wanted to borrow a broom, but the branch manager of Xincheng directly refused, and his tone was sarcastic: "What do you Baiguoyuan do in addition to taking other people's things?" ”

"If you don't borrow, you won't borrow, who are you scolding?" The employees of Hundred Fruit Garden were furious.

"What's wrong with scolding you? Don't you admit it? Then you go and ask your Director Zhu, did you steal something from our new city? A nest of snakes and rats, be careful that he becomes a traitor again, and sells you too, and you will help him count the money when the time comes. "The manager of the Xincheng branch was trained by Zhu Mingming, but he hated Zhu Mingming's inconsistency and betrayal of Xincheng.

No one likes traitors!

"Who are you talking about?" A young man from Baiguoyuan rushed over, directly hit the branch manager of Xincheng, and reached out to push the branch manager to the ground.

"Beat him!" The employees of Xincheng are very united, and when they saw that the branch manager was being bullied, where could they bear it, several male clerks surrounded the young man and went straight to work.

Baiguoyuan and Xincheng are fighting, and the employees of Xincheng are already on fire. Seeing Zhu Mingming's blatant rebellion and jumping over to serve as the exhibition director of Baiguoyuan, the anger of hatred was ignited.

The young man relied on his strength to shake off several employees in Xincheng, but suddenly felt that he was smashed in the face by a huge fist, and his nose bleeded instantly.

"Fuck you, fuck it, huh?" Lu Weiwei punched the hand, and riding on the young man was a violent beating. The employees of Baiguoyuan came up to pull the frame, and the employees of Xincheng thought that they were going to fight, and they were already on fire, but they could not tolerate it at this time.

Zhu Mingming heard the movement, hurriedly ran over, pulled away the employees of Baiguoyuan, and shouted at the employees of Xincheng: "Stop fighting!" ”

"Are you going to help him beat me?" Lu Weiwei stopped the violent beating, but he still rode on the young man, stared at Zhu Mingming with red eyes, and shouted disdainfully: "If you dare to interfere, I will beat you together!" ”

"Can the two families coexist peacefully? What about this exhibitor? Weiwei, you don't know? "Zhu is obviously a supervisor, and he can't see his employees being ridden and beaten up and left alone, no matter how much he doesn't like his current position.

When Lu Weiwei heard this, he got up from the ground, rushed to Zhu Mingming in a few steps, twisted his eyebrows, gritted his teeth with his fingers on Zhu Mingming's cheek and shouted, "I know your mother!" As for a traitor like you, Lao Tzu will fight once he sees it! ”

"I don't want to do anything with you, Weiwei, you are in charge of the exhibition in Xincheng, I want to talk to you about it." Zhu Mingming stood motionless with his hands tied.

"Talk about your mother! Do you still have anything to talk about? Lu Weiwei let go of Zhu Mingming, but he was puzzled when he thought about it, his throat squirmed, and a mouthful of thick phlegm spit on Zhu Mingming's face, and he said angrily as he walked: "This special exhibition can't be held, so don't do it!" ”

Fengzi stood on one side, in a dilemma.

Zhu Mingming followed Zhang Zhiping with him, and later in Xincheng together, and the two had a deep relationship. Lu Weiwei is not only a person from Xincheng, but also has always had a good relationship with Fengzi, and when he returned from injury, Lu Weiwei threw Jingding back to Fengzi without even saying a word.

He knew that Lu Weiwei did this because of Qiao Bei.

I want to persuade Zhu Mingming a few words, but at this juncture, where can I say it? had to pull Lu Weiwei aside and restrain the employees of Xincheng to separate the two employees who were eyeing each other.

"Why don't you stop for Lao Tzu!" The beaten young man got up from the ground, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, he was furious, and went straight to Lu Weiwei.

Fengzi pushed the young man away, kept pressing the fire in his heart, pointed at the young man and shouted, "How is it, do you still want to practice?" Are you qualified? ”

"Fuck you!" The young man smashed his fist at Fengzi, but was dodged by Fengzi, and the big foot of 44 yards was lifted up, kicking the youth away.

"I haven't fought for a year, what's the matter, I'm going to fight?" Fengzi's eyes shot out a ghostly light, stared at the young man for a long time, and then turned to Zhu Mingming, who ran over, frowned and shouted: "Mingming, take care of your people!" ”

"Don't even fight!" Zhu Mingming grabbed the young man and shouted at a group of employees of Baiguoyuan: "Go back to do your own work, I'll deal with this matter." ”

"Didn't you see why he beat me?" When the young man is beaten, where is he willing to give up? snatched a scythe knife from his tent and stabbed it behind the blade who turned back. In summer, the clothes were thin, and the wire knife penetrated through the T-shirt of the blade, and a stream of bright red sprayed out along the wire knife drawn by the young man.

Fengzi was furious, turned around and smashed a fist on the young man's face, smashed the young man back three steps in a row, fell on the tent support, and directly knocked the aluminum alloy shelf deep into it, and the tent fell to the ground, covering the young man.

"Don't fight!" Zhu Mingming saw that Fengzi was going to beat the young man, so he hurriedly rushed forward and stopped Fengzi with his body: "Fengzi, give me a face?" ”

"You've got a face!" Seeing that Fengzi was injured, Lu Weiwei rushed over early and smashed a punch on Zhu Mingming's face, and the employees of Baiguoyuan rushed up when they saw that they were beaten. The people of Xincheng have naturally been waiting and watching for a long time, so how can they take a break? As soon as the two gangs separated, they fought together, catching each other and beating each other.

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Qiao Bei, who had just arrived at the square, saw that the two sides were dry, ran a few steps forward, turned back, and pulled Lin Yue away.

"They're fighting." Lin Yue frowned.

"Let them do it! Sooner or later, this one will be fought! Qiao Bei blushed coldly, pulled Lin Yue into the car, and didn't pay attention to the two groups of people who were beating each other in the square, just sat in the car and watched coldly.

Lin Yue looked at the square where a large number of tents had collapsed, and asked puzzledly, "Xiaobei, what are you doing here?" Wei Wei and Fengzi are in there. ”

"What if I go? Would it be useful for you to knock them all down? A brawl with bare hands is no big deal. Qiao Bei's eyebrows furrowed, and he responded: "Yue, I walked around from the old street, and I understand." To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself. To be merciful to Lu Wenlong is to put the group of people behind me into a state of no return. Now, since Lu Wenlong doesn't make a move, then I'll make a move. ”

"Let them do it?" Lin Yue's face was full of question marks.

"That's right! Lu Wenlong wants to expand his influence through the exhibition, so I won't let him succeed! Moreover, I couldn't go down, and as soon as I went, I fell into it. If I go in, Wei Wei and they won't be able to hold Lu Wenlong for a round, so I have to be ruthless. Qiao Bei looked at the two groups of people who were fighting fiercely, and said to Lin Yue calmly: "Go back to Guanghan Tower." ”

Lin Yue shrugged his shoulders and started the car.

As soon as the two left the square, Ma Hong's phone came in: "Xiaobei, Weiwei and Fengzi's gang in the square and the hundred fruit orchard have done it." ”

"Let them do it! You inform the male clerks of all branches in Xincheng that they all go to the square, and we can't let our people suffer on the spot, and this one can't lose! Qiao Bei wrinkled his eyebrows and shouted.

Ma Hong on the other end of the phone seemed to be a little stunned, and only asked out loud after a while: "I heard that the director of the Baiguoyuan exhibition is Mingming, Xiaobei, are we ......?"

"Whoever he is, do it! An hour later, you go to the police station as the general manager of Xincheng to protect people, and don't worry about it if you can't guarantee it, but there is only one principle, that is, you will never be selfish! Qiao Bei was a little angry.

"Okay." Mahon didn't ask any more.

Lin Yue smiled, turned his head to look at Qiao Bei, who was still angry in the co-pilot, and shouted, "You have a bit of a boss now." ”

"I was originally the boss, what now? Yue, I don't want to be this boss, but I was arched by everyone, so I have to be responsible for the hundreds of people behind. I have to let them live with dignity, I can't let them be crushed by others. You're right, I was bound by those messy principles of benevolence and righteousness before, and I had to do whatever I wanted within these rules, but I don't want to do it now, I want to take the initiative. ”

After speaking, Qiao Bei dialed Meng Yao's phone again: "Meng Bobo, put the cash on the account together, I want to use the money at any time." ”

"What do you want money for? Wei Wei fought with people in the square, do you know? Meng Yao's words were a little worried.

Qiao Bei raised his eyebrows, and his tone was extremely firm: "If you don't others, others will you." This battle must be fought to the death! You prepare the money. ”

"Okay." Meng Yao didn't ask again.

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