There is a sour soup noodle shop at the entrance of the community, the tables outside the store are full, men and women, old and young, there is a bowl of noodles or noodles in front of them, the soup in the bowl is red and gorgeous, and the people who eat are also full of red light, and the sound of snoring comes and goes.

Sheng Qingyun, Dongfang Ruolan, and An Ning finally waited until a table was vacant, and hurriedly went over to sit down, and a small waiter came over and asked what they wanted.

An Ning raised his face, rubbed his hands, and the apricot eyes behind the flat mirror blinked: "Three bowls of noodles, one large bowl, two medium bowls, a large bowl with a hoof, and the other two bowls with eggs!" After speaking, he took out fifty yuan from his wallet and handed it to the little waiter.

After a while, the little waiter brought three bowls of noodles, and the red sour soup was appetizing at a glance, An Ning put the bowl of noodles with pig's trotters in front of Sheng Qingyun, and said with a smile: "Brother Qingyun, you taste it, it tastes really good!"

Sheng Qingyun took a pair of chopsticks, his eyes lit up: "Okay, it's delicious to look at!" While taking the spices on the table and adding some, he specially added a spoonful of chili peppers.

The two beautiful girls also smiled and added seasoning to themselves, and lowered their heads to eat.

Sheng Qingyun blew the powder on the chopsticks and sent it to his mouth, a spicy sourness went straight to the brain, the taste buds opened, Sheng Qingyun didn't know how to describe the sour feeling, swallowed the powder, took a spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup, blew it on the side of his mouth, and sent it to his mouth, the soup slid down his throat, and his whole body was refreshed.

sighed and snorted, and after a few gobbling up, a bowl of noodles and a pig's trotter were sent to the stomach, and Sheng Qingyun, who was still unsatisfied, shouted to the store: "Another big bowl!" suddenly provoked the two beauties in front of him to "coo!" and laughed.

Dongfang Ruolan and An Ning are not like Sheng Qingyun, even if Dongfang Ruolan eats quite elegantly, although not as delicate as An Ning, but not as rude as Sheng Qingyun, and none of the diners at the adjacent tables eat so arrogantly like Sheng Qingyun, yes, it is arrogant, not rude, or the two beautiful girls in front of them don't have a sense of shame and companionship, but An Zhiruoyi?

Sheng Qingyun's second bowl of noodles went down, the two girls who only went down halfway, were about to open their mouths to ask for the third bowl, a few loose steps, smoking cigarettes, with colorful, messy hairstyles, fat and thin, tall and short guys came over, and one of them shouted at the top of his voice: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, collect management fees!"

There are many guests who sit at the table outside to eat noodles and noodles, and they look vicious and not easy to provoke, so they quickly put down the dishes and chopsticks and leave, and there are also those who are reluctant to sit and continue to eat without eating.

Sheng Qingyun, Dongfang Ruolan, and An Ning sat on the side, Dongfang Ruolan and An Ning were eating, An Ning had a trace of fear on his face, and he had the idea of getting up and leaving, but at a glance, he saw Dongfang Ruolan who was unhurried and eating powder slowly, so he continued to eat powder with peace of mind, as for Sheng Qingyun, An Ning didn't think it could be of any use! Dongfang Ruolan is a policeman or a criminal policeman, Sheng Qingyun is a doctor at best, and it seems that he is still a doctor who is powerless.

These guys who came in clusters pushed away a table of guests who were eating noodles, and occupied a few tables next to them, and sat down arrogantly, there were still people sitting around, but now they all got up and left, and at the table outside, only Sheng Qingyun and their table were still sitting.

A man of about twenty years old with bright red hair, standing green like a rooster's comb, pierced ears and nose, and wearing rings, was wearing open clothes, revealing a tattoo, but the chest was not showing any muscles, just a few ribs, slapping the table, shouting: "Boss Chen, Boss Chen, hurry up and pay this month's management fee!"

Sheng Qingyun looked puzzled, what kind of unit is this who collects management fees? It can't be the property of the community, right? Doubting it, he tilted his head and looked at Dongfang Ruolan and asked softly: "Sister Ruolan, is this the unit that collects management fees?"

Dongfang Ruolan glanced at Sheng Qingyun, and An Ning laughed out loud, only Sheng Qingyun looked at her inexplicably.

At this time, a man in his forties hurriedly walked out of the store, wearing an apron and a chef's hat, holding a stack of money and walking to a fat man with a fat head and big ears sitting in the middle, and respectfully put the money on the table in front of the fat man with both hands: "Master Qin, this is this month's management fee, you order!"

The fat man opened his mouth, and a little brother next to him hurriedly grabbed the money and counted it.

An Ning, who couldn't help laughing here, also lowered her voice and whispered to Sheng Qingyun: "What kind of unit, it's just a group of gangsters who collect protection money!"

As soon as he heard that it was a gangster collecting protection money, Sheng Qingyun's face changed, and he looked at Dongfang Ruolan coldly, wanting Dongfang Ruolan to give an explanation, is it too much for a policeman to watch the gangsters extort and extort serious traders?

Dongfang Ruolan saw Sheng Qingyun looking at her eyes, understood what he was thinking, some joy, some wry smiles, and didn't know how to talk to him.

Such gangsters basically exist on every street, and they are too much to catch, and even if they are caught, they will not be locked up for long even if they are prosecuted for extortion, and they will be released in a year or two at most, and they will continue to do this kind of business of collecting protection money.

If the vendors in the shops are unwilling to pay the protection fee and call the police, the police will not be able to arrest people for a long time, and these thugs will make trouble in front of these shops for a long time, so that the shops will not be able to operate normally at all. After a long time, the store either couldn't do business and moved away, or gave in to pay the protection fee. There are also some shops who insist on not paying protection money and not moving out, so these gangsters take advantage of the night to change their appearance and splash dog blood and feces on the door or in front of the store, so many times, no one can stand it.

Dongfang Ruolan whispered to Sheng Qingyun about the key to this, and also said that the helplessness of the police, many times it was because of the intervention of the police that the loss of the shop was greater, and the police were not able to guard the door of the shop at any time......

Sheng Qingyun's face became more and more gloomy when he heard this, but the fat man over there roared: "Boss Chen, you must pay 10,000 yuan in management fees this month, otherwise you will wait to close!"

When Sheng Qingyun turned his head to look, the fat man had tilted his head and shouted to the cockscomb head: "Little San, go to those few houses and tell them to come over and pay the management fee quickly, each family has to pay 10,000 yuan, hurry up!"

"Qin Ye, Qin Ye, please charge a little less! As soon as the rent, water and electricity fees are paid, we will do it for nothing this month!" the middle-aged man in the fan hall pleaded.

"Don't call the poor miserable, who doesn't know that this street business is good, which shop doesn't make 35,000 a month, and it's cheap to charge you 10,000......!