On Chinese New Year's Eve, 47th Street was partying all night long, which also attracted some waste pickers to pick up garbage, and the curse came from next to a dumpster near the parking lot.

An old man with gray hair was carrying a snakeskin bag, and when he was picking up garbage, the bag accidentally rubbed against a young man passing by, staining the other party's clothes, which angered the young man.

"Dead old man, do you know what brand my brother's clothes are, look at these letters!" The young man pointed to the letters on the chest of his coat and said, "GUCCI, Gucci! Do you know, Gucci cost Lao Tzu Gucci, you can't afford to pick up garbage for a year!"

The young man dressed in Gucci pointed his finger at the old man who was scavenging, and his fingers were about to poke the old man's face, and when he cursed, his saliva jumped wildly, and he was arrogant.

The old man who was scavenging was over seventy years old, hooked his back, and was only wearing a thin coat on this winter night, and when he was scolded by the young man, he kept his head down and apologized.

"Wu Da Shao, forget it, what nonsense to talk to a bad old man, hurry up and drive the car out and go!" There were also a man and two women on the side of the road, and it was one of them who was wearing a fox fur and black stockings. It's not that she feels sorry for the old man, but she feels that it's too cold outside, and wants to get into the air-conditioned car as soon as possible to catch up with the next carnival.

Wu Dashao had no intention of stopping, and insisted that the old man lose money and admit his mistake.

Seeing this scene, Ma Yifan frowned, and Chai Ying beside him leaned over and asked, "Do you want to teach this kid a lesson!"

Ma Yifan shook his head after thinking about it: "Forget it!"

The system is closed, and even if you don't make a move, you won't be warned!

Ma Yifan thought so in his heart, this night he was made so worried by Xu Qianna that he didn't want to be nosy.

Ma Yifan's decision made several people around him slightly stunned, in their impression, Brother Xiao Ma is not this kind of person, and it is Brother Xiaoma's style to stand up as soon as he sees such a bullying scene.

For a while, everyone was a little disappointed, and several people walked to the parking lot without saying a word.

got into the car, Zhao Tiezhu proposed to go to the rich man to take a bath and go to the rich man by motorcycle, Ma Yifan thought about it and nodded: "See if you don't forget the rich man, let's go and see how it goes!"

The car left the parking lot, the young man's curse on the old man had risen to the point of physical movements, the old man's snakeskin bag was thrown to the ground, the bottles and cans he picked up all night were scattered everywhere, and several of Wu Dashao's companions kicked the bottles farther away like kicking a ball.

The winter night was cold and windy, and the old man who was scavenging did not know whether it was cold or afraid, and his body was shivering. The bar street was full of people, and no one noticed the scene, or noticed, but no one cared. In the distance, some men and women stared and pointed, but no one stepped forward to dissuade them.

Ma Yifan, who was sitting in the car, saw this scene from the rearview mirror and suddenly shouted to stop.

Chai Ying, who was driving, hurriedly stopped, Ma Yifan pulled the car door and got out of the car, and walked straight towards the old man.

Zhao Tiezhu and the others also got out of the car to follow, and when they arrived at the trash can, Wu Dashao just pushed the old man who was picking up waste, and the old man fell backwards one by one, and Ma Yifan hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man.

Then he pointed at Wu Dashao and said fiercely: "Give me a TM beating!"

Zhao Tiezhu and the others had already seen that this guy was unhappy, and when they heard Ma Yifan's order, they instantly rushed towards Wu Dashao like a hungry tiger pounced.

Wu Dashao, who was beaten with three punches and two feet, squatted on the ground and hugged his head and cried, Ma Yifan still felt angry, and commanded Chai Ying and others to pick up the Gucci on Wu Dashao's body and throw it into the trash.

In the face of gangsters like Chai Ying and Zhao Tiezhu, Wu Dashao's little friends didn't dare to come forward to help, and the two black silk women screamed anxiously, shouting and beating people, beating people, which attracted the attention of many people. The man was on the phone with a panicked look, probably calling someone for help.

The situation here quickly spread to Bar Street, to the ears of the bigwigs behind Bar Street.

The first person to get the news was naturally Jiang Xing, the owner of the black-robed bar closest to the parking lot, Jiang Xing was fighting with an Internet celebrity in his office at this time, and heard his subordinates knocking on the door outside, he was very unhappy, and he handed over the errand in twos, opened the door and said impatiently: "If you don't have anything serious, I'll kill you!"

The subordinate shrank his head in fear and said, "That Wu Dashao was beaten!"

Jiang Xing frowned: "Which Wu Dashao!"

Among the VIP guests in the black robe bar, there were not ten but seven or eight people called Wu Dashao, and Jiang Xing didn't know who his subordinates were talking about.

"Wu Jun, Wu Dezhang's son!"

This name made Jiang Xing raise his eyebrows, and the impatient look on his face was instantly swept away, and he hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out with his subordinates, and as he walked, he beckoned the internal security guard in the store to gather at the door through the walkie-talkie.

"Who hit someone?" Jiang Xing asked.

The subordinate bared his teeth and smiled, and whispered a few words in Jiang Xing's ear. These few words made Jiang Xing stop, a playful smile appeared on his face, and he said to his subordinates: "Since it is Ma Yifan who did it, then let's rest and go back later!"

The subordinates also showed a gloating expression: "Okay! I want to see how the surnamed Ma ends this time!"

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On the county road outside Jinling City, in a speeding black GMC Business Star, Xu Jingna, the proprietress of the night bar, pushed away Liu Baozhu, who was pressing on her body.

Liu Baozhu snorted and panted, and said a little flatteringly: "Graceful, you are so fragrant, you don't need to order medicine, you really can't last long!"

Xu Wannadai frowned slightly, and forcibly endured the disgust in her heart and said: "Mr. Liu, you better use less medicine, that thing hurts your body!"

Liu Baozhu smiled disappreciably: "It's okay, the master gave me an elixir, which has a miraculous effect on my old problem of premature ejaculation!"

Xu Qianna snorted, sorted out her clothes, turned her head to look at the galloping night scene outside the window, and was quietly distracted.

Liu Baozhu licked his dry lips, a little unhappy. Although he didn't use any medicine just now, he also used twelve points of strength. But this woman was too uncooperative, there was no expression or voice throughout the whole process, and she lost her interest. If this rests on those little stars, a car that has been called by TM will tremble.

But when he was angry, Liu Baozhu didn't dare to show it.

Behind Xu Qianna's back stood the Panlong Dao Chief, and he didn't dare to offend him no matter what.

An hour later, the car arrived in Pingxiang.

Xu Qianna made a phone call, and then let the car drive directly to the front of the provincial mansion.

The Panlong Dao man, who was still wearing a Tang costume, had already greeted him at the door, which made Liu Baozhu flattered, and stepped forward with his hands folded to bow respectfully.

The two exchanged pleasantries at the door for a while, and then the eyes of the Panlong Dao people crossed Liu Baozhu and looked at Xu Qianna who was standing aside.

Xu Qianna pulled the corners of her mouth, squeezed out a smile, and shouted: "Daddy!"