Early the next morning, the stall was out on time.

The small square where the bloody incident occurred yesterday has been cleaned under the leadership of Brother Jie, and Cen Wen was surrounded by a large group of people before he got to his place with the car, they were showing their bracelets, and Cen Wen's face was on the light screen.

"How much does it cost to untie this damn shackle?"

The crowd was noisy and shouting, and everyone was asking the same question.

"Don't worry, let me set up the stall first, this is someone else's position."

"We help you, we help you."

The crowd cheered and pushed Cen Wen aside, obviously they were all strangers who had only met today, and they had no tacit understanding with each other, but they only took two or three minutes to drag the stall to the right place in an orderly manner, and the things to be used were all laid out.

Cen Wen was speechless, her eyes turned, and when she saw a few meters away from the stall, listless men and women sitting on the ground, all wearing the same electric shock cuffs on their wrists, she pursed her lips and walked to her place.

"Queue up, twenty shackles per shackle, buy me a small green vegetable and untie one handcuff, and put the cash here."

Cen Wen put down the cardboard box that served as a cash box.

One price, small profits but quick turnover, count her doing good deeds.

Twenty yuan for a small green veed, ten yuan and three nutrients can manage an adult's energy for a day, and exchange the minimum meal price for two days for freedom, these anxious people did not hesitate, pulled up their weak relatives and friends, and pushed them back and forth in line.

Ten planting pots, fresh and crisp little greens are vibrant, and they look delicious.

A small green vegetable is not enough to make a stir-fry, but it can cook a soup and water, not to buy useless things, which is why everyone has no objection.

The process is also very simple, throw twenty yuan into the cash box, put your hand on the frame, relatives and friends support people and hold the other arm tightly, Cen Wen uses her small stick to insert it between the handcuffs and the skin, counts one, two, three, purses her mouth, pretends to pry hard, clicks, and opens.

Before you go, don't forget to take your little greens with you.

Seeing the first person, he really regained his freedom in a few seconds, the surrounding crowd applauded together, and the people in line were also calm and no longer noisy, plus Brother Jie's younger brother came over together, and the order was too good for a while.

There are few small greens in the planting pots, and there are more and more people who have to be relieved, and netizens in the crowd who are engaged in live broadcasts to chat with these people have learned the inside story of many Spring Sprout Mutual Aid Associations.

The popularity soared online, and everyone knew that this vegetable seller was working against the Spring Sprout Mutual Aid Association, and would soon attract revenge, but no one reminded her.

Many people are quietly staying away from the vegetable carts, and the neighboring stall owners also want to close their stalls as soon as possible to avoid implicating themselves in the event of danger.

Inside the Spring Sprout Alien Mutual Aid Association, the high-level officials are also watching the live broadcast on the Internet at this time, because of the serious incident that happened yesterday, the high-level gathered, and they were busy here all night to investigate the cause and effect, and when they saw the excitement on the Internet, the vice president was so angry that he lifted the table and sent a team of security guards with guns to teach the woman who didn't know what to do.

Cen Wen's little green vegetables had already sold five pots, and there were not a few people left in the queue, just when she thought she could still do a few normal businesses today, she received a warning from Xiao Rattan.

[Master, there is an enemy approaching. 】

Cen Wen knew that her act of helping people pry the cuffs would anger the Spring Bud Alien Mutual Aid Association, and from the time she set up her stall, the little rattan had already established a network of plants to watch and listen, and it was more convenient for plants to empathize with each other than between their main pets.

[The enemy has a weapon hidden on his body, and a grass can see a gun leaking from under his clothes.] 】

[Keep an eye on it, call me before pulling out your gun.] 】

Cen Wen's complexion did not change, he collected money to pull vegetables and pry the cuffs, his movements were smooth, and he did it in one go.

The security guards of the mutual aid association blended into the crowd and slowly approached in a surrounding formation, and their hands also touched the pistol hidden in their clothes, and when they were close enough, they shot and killed people.

This is a black market, where no one will care about murder on the street, but the bloody and exciting pictures can start the sign of the local black market.

Of course, if you don't take a spear, you don't want to show off in the street and let passers-by ventilate.

As for finding a sniper position in a nearby high-rise building, it is embarrassing to say, the mutual aid association is built in this block, the manpower allocation will be low-grade, and the security guards will use guns, but it is difficult to talk about the accuracy, and none of them have reached the level of being able to hold a sniper rifle.

After Cen Wen pried open a handcuff again, he suddenly looked up and met the eyes of a security guard in the crowd.

"Danger! Get down! ”

Cen Wen shouted violently, and got under the car first.

The crowd was shouted by her, and they also reacted quickly, squatting or lying down on the spot, and those netizens who were live broadcast excitedly turned the camera.

At the same time, the security guard who looked at Cen Wen had already pulled out his gun and shot.

Nowadays, guns are all used in energy cartridges, and there is no ping-pong gunfire like gunpowder guns, only the sound of hitting objects.

A team of more than ten security guards shot together in the crowd, and Cen Wen's second-hand stall quickly fell apart, and things rolled to the ground.

Taking advantage of the fact that most of the people were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, and the scene was chaotic, Xiao Teng took Cen Wen to perform a short teleportation and came directly behind the first shooter.

Cen Wen's left arm grabbed the person's neck, and with a heavy punch with his right hand, he hit the opponent's temple and fainted directly.

She shot too fast, no one saw this scene except for the people nearby, and those who broadcast live, the camera was on the tattered stall truck, or swept around, looking for a picture worthy of the camera.

She ran away after the fight, and at this time she could only use the crowd as a cover to fight guerrillas, and after more than ten seconds, she successfully attacked the second person.

"Ahh She's here! ”

There are always idiots who have to shout something to prove how good they are.

The third person who was originally targeted by Cen Wen turned around in time and raised his gun to shoot, Cen Wen bent down and fled, and the surrounding crowd also screamed, scattering and fleeing in horror, Cen Wen mixed in among them, and suddenly disappeared.

The two younger brothers under Brother Jie saw the opportunity to touch it, and dragged the guy who shouted Cen Wen's whereabouts to cover his mouth and drag him away.

The two who were knocked unconscious also had other younger brothers come and drag them away.

This small square is the place where Brother Jie sits, the Spring Sprout Mutual Aid Association shoots at will here, Brother Jie and the gang behind him also want to save face, the reinforcements he shouted have not arrived, and they can't be beaten for the time being, but the fools who do the destruction can't be spared.

Cen Wen ran to the back of a breakfast cart to catch his breath, looked around the week, and realized that he had come to the wrong place.

The breakfast cart was surrounded by housewives and old people, all with frightened faces, but no one shouted.

The stall owner was also hiding here, and he trembled and felt the long knife for cutting bread in his car, and handed the handle to Cen Wen.

Cen Wen chuckled, shook his head, politely refused the knife, reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and took it, pretending to feel out two seeds, and then took out a tonic from his outer pocket, dried it in one gulp, and urged the seeds with his bare hands in front of these people.