"It's boring to stay here, so it's better to go out and take a walk, maybe there's something new. After Ye Chenfeng finished breakfast, he also left the villa.

Although Adolf was searching with all his might, Ye Chenfeng didn't want to be idle, and maybe there would really be something to gain when he went out for a walk.

Ye Chenfeng understands a truth, often the clues needed will be found on the streets of the market, so Ye Chenfeng went to a prosperous street in the capital but it was also a chaotic street, this street was mainly inhabited by outsiders, and of course it would be correspondingly chaotic.

After the real came, Ye Chenfeng found that this place was a little more chaotic than he imagined.

Especially in the depths of the street, tattooed big men, killing Matt can be seen everywhere, all of them are fierce and vicious, and a few of them are still staring at Ye Chenfeng.

"Shopkeeper, let's have a bowl of wontons!"

Ye Chenfeng sat down in an open-air stall, the owner was about forty or fifty years old, and the years had left deep marks on his face.

"Okay, boss, please wait!" the boss looked delighted, too, because this place is very remote and there are few guests.

After the hot wontons were served, Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but ask, "Why did the boss choose to open a shop here?" This place is not only remote, but also very chaotic. ”

The wrinkles on the boss's forehead turned into Sichuan characters, and he sighed and said, "Hey, boss, I don't want to, it's good outside, but the booth fee or rent is simply not something we can afford." Although it is remote, it is still possible to make a small amount of money. ”

Ye Chenfeng nodded, and sighed secretly in his heart: It seems that even in the capital, there are many people who are suffering in life.

It's not easy!

Although Ye Chenfeng has a lot of money now, so much that even he doesn't know how much.

But he also has his own troubles, whether he is poor or rich, he has his own hurdles that he can't get over.

"Hehe, Yang Er, it looks like your business is good these days, and there are guests this morning?"

At this moment, four or five young men dressed in avant-garde fashion, standing with inch heads, stud earrings, and tattoos on their bodies came with a smile.

“......”

Immediately, the face of the owner of the wonton shop changed, and even Ye Chenfeng noticed that his calves were trembling.

"How many gentlemen are here? Haven't you had breakfast yet? How many bowls of wontons will I bring you?" The owner of the blunt shop immediately greeted him like a pug, and with that flattering and respectful appearance, he wanted to lie on the ground and kowtow.

"Go up, it's time for Yang Er's protection fee this week!" said a blue-haired young man who took the lead coldly.

The face of the chaos shop owner changed again, and he couldn't help but say, "Didn't the masters pay it once a month? I just handed it over three days ago!"

"Get out! It's up to us when to hand it over, my brother's pockets have been tight recently, and we will collect it once a week in the future, so that we can better protect you, and get the money quickly!" the young man said viciously.

The owner of the chaos shop looked embarrassed: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have no money on me, and you know how the business in my store is, but I really can't hand it over?"

"Huh?"

The young man stared at the chaos shop owner fiercely: "Then give me all the money you have earned in the past three days, and give us the money for that kid's meal!"

"I ......"

The Chaos shopkeeper looked even more embarrassed, as if he was about to cry.

"Hurry up, I see you've had stiff wings lately, and you don't want to mess around here!" several young men urged.

"I ......"

The wonton shop owner felt his hands trembling and reached for his pocket, which was sewn into his clothes and was used to hold money.

"Bring it!"

Seeing this, the young man forcibly tore off the pocket of the wonton shop owner and took out the money inside.

"Haha, the old guy has a lot of money in his private house, he told us last time that he had no money, and there are so many!"

"Bang!"

After the young man finished speaking, he kicked the wonton shop owner to the ground, and the owner lay on the ground and let out a silent cry.

Although there is a lot of money in the pocket, most of them are five dollars a piece, and ten dollars and twenty dollars are large denominations, and the total amount does not exceed five hundred.

"That's my child's school tuition, please pay me back?"

The owner of the wonton shop crawled up to the young men and begged them to return the money to him.

"Get out, you old fellow!"

It's just that the young man ruthlessly kicked him away again, and the corners of the wonton shop owner's mouth overflowed with blood.

"By the way, that kid's meal money has not been confiscated, this meal is worth three hundred!"

Four or five young men slowly walked towards Ye Chenfeng, and they actually charged him three hundred yuan for a meal of wontons.

Ye Chenfeng ate the wontons slowly and methodically, and drank a sip of soup from time to time, ignoring the four or five young people at all.

Several young people sat around, and the one who took the lead said with a smile: "Hey, take the money for the kid's wontons, and my brother will give you a 20% discount and charge you 300, how about it?"

It's just that Ye Chenfeng ignored him and ignored him like air.

"Why didn't you hear me?" Seeing that Ye Chenfeng ignored himself, the young man was furious.

"Haha, this kid seems to be going to do something?"

", or you'll regret it!"

Ye Chenfeng raised his head and said lightly.

"Hahaha...... Brothers, did I hear me right? He said I'd regret it? Do you think he's ......?"

"Bang!"

It's just that before he finished speaking, a huge force surged up on his head, and he pressed his head on the table with a bang.

Ye Chenfeng didn't stop at all, pressing the young man's head with his right hand and grabbing a chopstick with his left hand.

"Poof!"

Hearing a pop, the chopsticks in Ye Chenfeng's hand penetrated the young man's palm.

Ye Chenfeng had a lot of force this time, and the chopsticks penetrated the young man's palm and inserted them into the table.

"Uhh......h

Suddenly, the young man let out a scream like killing a pig, and his body continued to twitch as if he had been electrocuted.

The flesh and blood of the palm of the hand were blurred, and the stinging blood was bubbling with blood.

"Bang ......"

"Puff puff ......"

Ye Chenfeng used his hands and feet together, and the rest of the young people were also pressed on the table, and the chopsticks also pierced their palms, and all the fate was the same.

"Gah!"

The owner of the wonton shop was directly frightened, looking at the five young men lying on the table and screaming hysterically, he looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Where are the brothers? Can you name me? He will definitely come to visit him one day?"

The young man at the head was covered with a layer of sweat on his forehead, and his mouth trembled.

"Poof!"

Ye Chenfeng didn't speak, just pulled his other hand and inserted another chopstick.

"Uhh

The young man let out another oozing scream, and the scream really made people's hearts tremble.

"I said you would regret it!" Ye Chenfeng picked up a tissue and slowly wiped the blood off his hands. ... Friends who read books, you can search for "", you can find this site as soon as possible.

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