Although it is winter, the barbecue stalls are still busy.

Yang Xie originally wanted to treat the guests, but Guo Qiming showed off a stack of money he earned from Xu Zhenliang, so Yang Xie gave up the honor of treating the guests to this guy. From then on, Guo Qiming was very proud of the barbecue stall.

After some discussion with the boss, he ordered a bunch of them with great guidance. Anyway, everyone was a big-bellied man and they were not afraid of not being able to finish the meal.

The business of this barbecue stall was pretty good, so after a while, the boss brought some. It was not enough for a few people to fill their teeth, so he killed it in three strokes, five divided by two.

"Boss, come here." Young Master Xu Zhenliang suddenly lost his temper. He was about to ask the boss to serve the barbecue first, otherwise he would destroy his shop. However, before these words were spoken, Yang Xie said calmly.

He said: "If you want to continue to be your bad boy, then just go ahead and scare the boss."

"It's just that you can't get used to eating at this food stall. Xiao Xu, why don't you come and join in the fun? Xiao Xu, why don't you come and join in the fun?" Guo Qiming has made money, and he is quite a bit like burning bridges.

"Bosses, do you need anything else?" The chubby boss trotted over, his face full of wrinkles when he smiled.

"Here, let's get another box of beer." Xu Zhenliang wanted to give himself a big slap. Brother Yang had already accepted him a little, but he didn't expect that his dandy temper would ruin him.

The fat boss glanced at the three boxes of beer at the feet of several people who had not yet drunk much, but still responded cheerfully, and then brought two more boxes of beer over.

Yang Xie snorted coldly, but felt slightly proud in his heart. He had too little influence in Rongcheng's official circles, and Xu Zhenliang had the intention of getting closer to him, so he could still consider accepting it. Of course, it would take some time.

During the assessment period, after all, Yang Xie didn't want anyone in his circle to bully others.

This is your own attitude and your bottom line.

There was no shortage of wine, so everyone started drinking soon. Once they drank too much, they naturally started to talk more. The tables next to them were basically talking about Gu Wu, and people started to get them one after another.

He was talking about his cultivation experience, and he almost said that he was a future heaven-level master and the patron saint of China.

Because the position of Governor Xu is there, Xu Zhenliang has already got it first, but he has not started practicing. He still drinks and chats with a group of fair-weather friends every day. After all, he relies on his ability to win.

What to eat?

However, Xu Zhenliang knew that Yang Xie was definitely a master in fighting. He should have been one of the masters in the documentary, otherwise he would not have been able to defeat a group of people by himself.

"Bosses, the dishes are ready. These roasted leeks are given as a gift. Please use them as you please." The fat boss came over with a large pot of barbecue, with a smile on his face. With people like Yang Xie taking care of the business, it is enough to take care of the business.

A whole night of business.

"Thank you, boss!" Guo Qiming said with a smile. In fact, they don't lack these strings of leeks. What they want is this attitude, which makes people feel respected and satisfied from the bottom of their hearts.

The boss smiled and returned to his stall. Not far away, a man walked over surrounded by several well-dressed men. When he saw the barbecue stall in front of him, one of the men suddenly widened his eyes.

Eyes: "Brother Ergou, you have achieved great success, let's go to that barbecue stall to collect protection money?"

The man in the middle raised his eyes and saw so many customers at the barbecue stall. He suddenly felt a little moved. He spat and said: "From today on, our brothers don't have to suffer anymore. We will dominate the entire Rongcheng.

Let’s start from this barbecue stall!”

"Brother Dog is wise!"

"Brother Dog is so domineering!"

"Brother Dog, we will all hang out with you from now on!"

The guys immediately became excited and gathered around the fat boss. The dog brother looked at the fat boss up and down and said, "Old guy, business is good."

"In general, what do you guys want to eat? I'm treating you, please take a seat." The fat boss was still smiling, but his smile was a little forced.

"Eat it!" A man next to him kicked a table away and said loudly: "Our dog brother got the secret book a few days ago. He is a rare genius who can only be seen in a century.

Once the magic is done, this street will be protected by the brothers from now on! If you want to set up a stall, you can pay a one hundred yuan protection fee a night, and I guarantee that no one will dare to cause trouble!"

The fat boss was quite confused and said in a low voice: "Brothers, this is the territory of the Black Flame Gang. They have never collected protection fees..."

"I don't care what the Black Flame Gang and the White Flame Gang are. From now on, you have to listen to me, Wang Ergou!" The man sneered, but he reached out and grabbed a wooden table and squeezed hard, and the corners of the wooden table were suddenly crushed.

Already...

The customers suddenly exclaimed, and then all of them stared with blazing eyes. Is this martial arts secret book really so awesome?

Xu Zhenliang's eyes widened. Seeing it on TV and witnessing it with his own eyes were completely different things. He couldn't help but feel a little moved. Should he also learn the Hunyuan Jue first?

For no reason, it will be easier to show off in the future, right? It’s more honorable to flatten the table than to slap the table and hurt your hands, right?

Wang Ergou threw the table away and sneered: "Old guy, you should know that people who practice martial arts have hot tempers, and it is common for them to fight with fists and kicks if they disagree with each other. You don't want to fail in business, right? I'm telling you here.

For a hundred dollars, how about I keep you safe for one night?"

"Brother, is one hundred yuan too much? I can only earn some hard-earned money in one night..." the fat boss said with a grimace.

Du Yuqing frowned, stood up and wanted to teach this guy a lesson, but Guo Qiming pulled him back to sit down and said angrily: "Boss didn't say anything, why are you so anxious?"

Qiu Jingwen was also a little puzzled. She looked at Yang Xie. Usually when encountering such a thing, Yang Xie would have gone crazy. Not to mention that this was still the territory of the Black Flame Gang...

Yang Xie shook his head and said, "Let's see again."

The use of martial arts by chivalrous people to disrupt the ban has been running through the history of China from beginning to end. In recent years, the country has taken the word "martial arts" in its hands, or at least it has been controlled within its sight. Therefore, the situation

These are all relatively controllable, but now that the ban on martial arts practice has been completely relaxed, who is responsible for the resulting safety issues?

Common people?

"One hundred yuan is still more?" Wang Ergou sneered again and again: "One hundred yuan can buy you nothing now. I am a warrior and will become a heaven-level master in the future. When someone like me protects you, you should tell me

Just have fun!"

The fat boss sighed, but suddenly punched Wang Ergou in the face, knocking him backwards. However, the fat boss squeezed out and hit Wang Ergou with his elbow.

Ergou's chest, then lunged and bent his left and right hands like a pair of dragons to grab the pearl, and hit Wang Ergou fiercely...

Wang Ergou flew out directly and fell heavily to the ground three meters away...

The fat boss looked at the remaining dumbfounded gangsters with cold eyes, glared, and said: "Why don't you get out? Get out of here without stopping!"

These people immediately fled, and they did not forget to carry away Brother Ergou who was beaten until he almost vomited blood...

The fat boss put the kicked-off table back up and sneered: "So what if you learn martial arts? If you learn martial arts, you don't have to eat anymore? You still have to make money!"

The next moment, applause suddenly started...

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