Master Luo blinked, his face full of innocence: "Shouldn't I be asking you what you want to do?" I'm a victim. ”

The real victims of the beatings, the thugs: "..."

How did she talk nonsense with her eyes open without any psychological burden, and her face was not red and her heart was not beating.

The gangster boss opened his mouth and wanted to scold, but when he saw that the person had stepped in again, he immediately swallowed nervously, and his voice became trembling.

"You, you, you, don't come here, I, I..."

"What are you going to do, call?" Master Luo answered curiously, bent down slightly, looked down at the people on the ground, and said the most classic lines in the ancient sayings she read.

"Call it, even if you cut your throat, no one will come."

They dared to block her here, isn't it because no one usually shows up on this road?

Moreover, this section of the road is also not monitored, because the surveillance is at the front garage entrance and exit.

The face of the gangster at the head changed, and he was about to get up regardless of the pain on his body.

Master Luo casually raised his foot and stepped on it, as if he didn't have to exert any effort, but he stepped on the person to the ground firmly.

With that hard impact, the man suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and a rust-smelling liquid surged up in his throat.

His face turned pale again, and he looked like a ghost.

The other gangsters who wanted to get up suddenly stopped their movements and watched this scene in horror.

This beautiful woman like a flower is obviously so weak, and she is so cruel.

It's scary.

The place where I had just been beaten felt a dull ache again.

"Be nice." Luo Shishi kicked the man in dissatisfaction and reached into the small bag.

The group's faces suddenly changed, thinking that she was going to call the police with her mobile phone, but they didn't care so much, so they hurriedly rushed over to stop it.

Master Luo turned sideways slightly, dodged the comer, quickly stepped out, stepped on it unceremoniously, and trampled the person to the ground, with a displeased tone.

"It's a little bit better, I don't understand people's words, right?"

He crushed his feet fiercely, and his expression was indifferent.

"Ahh

The person who was crushed felt that his back was about to peel off the skin, and it hurt.

She's a woman, why is she so strong.

The rest of the gangsters were scared, and even the man in charge was instigated, and just wanted to beg for mercy and tell her not to call the police, but she found one out of the small bag...

POS?

QR code?

？？？

A nervous group of people were all stunned.

Didn't her bag contain 20,000 yuan in cash? How can it be possible to install such a large credit card machine?

It's so unscientific.

Also, what are you doing with a credit card machine?

Staring at the left-handed credit card machine and the right-hand QR code, the very beautiful but extremely murderous person, full of confusion.

Master Luo looked at the group of people with a smile, and said in a crisp voice.

"You hurt my fragile soul, you need to compensate me for my mental loss of 10,000, delay my time, you need to compensate me for 20,000 for lost work, come on, 30,000 yuan per person, swipe the card or transfer money."

"Huh?"

A group of thugs, including the boss, are all stuck.

What did they hear?

Let them lose money? 30,000 per person?

Isn't this character the other way around, aren't they robbing?

"Are you dreaming?" A bastard subconsciously blurted out sarcasm.

Master Luo had a serious face and retorted seriously: "How can it be a dream, I am obviously realizing this, hurry up, less nonsense, 30,000 yuan per person, pay." ”

The gangsters who were asked for money completely doubted their lives this time.

Is it the other party who was robbed, or they who were robbed?