Chapter 1762 [How Many 10 People? 】

night.

On the streets of a small county town.

Just because of just unpacking a bracelet, Fang Wenping and the brawny vendor all of a sudden quarreled and kept shouting.

"One hundred dollars!"

"One hundred for what?"

"You've already opened your card! Do you want to default on your debt if you don't give money?"

"The double-sided tape thing! Take it apart and put it back again, it won't be a novel chapter. Jun?br />

"I can't put it back! The packaging is open! You have to buy it!"

"Ha, are you a strong buy or sell? Isn't it?"

"Are you fucking arrogant? Give me 100 yuan right away! Otherwise, you will be at your own risk!"

"You give it to me? I've never heard of paying for the plastic bag of the bracelet! Do you think you're in the pharmaceutical business?"

"Don't give your face shame!"

"That's what I fucking want to tell you!"

"Hey! The old ladies! You don't agree, do you?"

The brawny man at the stall stood up immediately and glared at Fang Wenping.

But who is Fang Wenping, this is a master who is used to being a jerk, who cares about him and that, his eyes became cold, and he shouted: "I told you today, what if I don't buy your stuff? The money is in my hand, I can buy it if I want, and I won't if I don't want to. If you don't want to be convinced, come and rob it. If you come to rob, I will give you all the money in my wallet. Come on! After a pause, Fang Wenping stared at him and said, "It's justified for you to buy and sell by force! Why are you staring at me! I'm scared of you?" . After all, he is in his early forties. He is ten or eight years older than this strong man, and he is in a high position. How could he be frightened by the opponent's situation? That Fang Wenping is not Fang Wenping anymore. , The famous female bastard in the capital is not so easy to mess with, she has never been afraid of anyone.

But this is not the capital.

It's just a small county, or a small county with ethnic minorities.

The strong man pointed at Fang Wenping's nose and said, "Okay, tell me again!"

Fang Wenping narrowed his eyes and said, "It's the same how many times I say it.

Don't mess with me. I haven't seen anyone before. Is it reasonable for you to buy and sell? "

The strong man said with a sullen face: "Okay, I also met a horizontal one today!"

Dong Xuebin also walked up at this time and stood beside Fang Wenping. Although his communication with Fang Wenping along the way was not so smooth. I was also very depressed. But if something like this happens, Dong Xuebin will definitely stand on Fang Wenping's side. After all, she is a lesbian, and the other party is so arrogant as to buy and sell. It also made Dong Xuebin a little angry and paralyzed. You don't know what your surname is, right? Dong Xuebin didn't say a word, just stood beside Fang Wenping silently, in fact, he was protecting her. If something really happened, Dong Xuebin could take action at any time.

The strong man dressed in ethnic minority did not make a move, but pointed to Fang Wenping's nose, and without even looking at Dong Xuebin, he took out a mobile phone and made a call. The young man took it in his eyes, and just before he made the phone call, many people from ethnic minorities who set up stalls around him gradually gathered around, staring at Fang Wenping with a bad look, and some people shouted over there with their mouths. A few times Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping called out some people in a language they didn't quite understand.

"Hey, some people!"

"What's wrong?"

"Someone dismantles things and doesn't give money!"

"Grass! Wait for us! Coming soon!"

"Hurry up! Paralyzed! Give them faces!"

The strong man hung up the phone and surrounded Fang Wenping.

In this way, there are probably seven or eight people around them to circle them around, Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping are surrounded by the middle, and they look left and right.

Dong Xuebin's face sank, and he couldn't see such a thing. Is it still reasonable to buy and sell? You really don't take me, Dong Xuebin, in your eyes?

Dong Xuebin said directly: "Leave it to me."

Fang Wenping said, "Let the police handle it."

Dong Xuebin also thought about it. They are going to take office this time, and it is not easy to make too big of a problem. It is naturally better if the police can solve it.

Fang Wenping picked up the phone and called the police.

The ethnic minorities next to them looked at them and did not stop them. They stared at them fiercely, as if they were going to eat people.

"Hello, is it the police station?" Fang Wenping said immediately after the call.

The policeman over there said, "Yes."

Fang Wenping said: "Someone here is forced to buy and sell, and someone blocked us. Would you like to ask the comrades from the police station to come and deal with the problem here?"

The policeman said impatiently: "What is the force to buy and sell? Can you just buy it?"

Fang Wenping frowned, "The price is more than ten times more expensive! Why should I sell it?"

"Okay, just wait!" The policeman hung up the phone before he could say a word.

Putting down the phone, Fang Wenping said to Dong Xuebin: "It should be coming soon, what attitude do these police officers have!"

Dong Xuebin is not surprised, because he has worked at the grassroots level for too many years and knows what the working method here is like.

At this time, the people called by the strong man also arrived. I don’t know if it was a nearby merchant or their relatives. Anyway, dozens of people came one after another, some women came with their children, some came The middle-aged and young people were holding sticks and hammers in their hands, and they looked very imposing. Everyone had a fierce expression on their faces, and they densely surrounded Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping.

"Who?"

"Is that the two of them?"

"Damn it! Courting death, isn't it?"

"Don't you dare to give money if you dismantle something?"

"It's really like we're being bullied! Huh?"

"Talking to you two! Where are you looking! Look at me!"

The momentum is huge, Dong Xuebin roughly counted, there are about forty-five people, and the brows are also wrinkled, why are so many people here? The ethnic minorities here are too grouped, right? Dong Xuebin subconsciously got closer to Fang Wenping and protected her behind him. This is what a gay man should do at such a time.

Fang Wenping pulled him aside and confronted the people: "What's the matter?"

"What are you talking about?" The brawny stall owner said fiercely, "Are you going to give me money! Ah?"

A woman with a child said, "One hundred is not enough! You don't want to leave unless you give one thousand yuan!"

"You are used to this problem! We still don't give money for dismantling our things? You don't care about us at all?" Another middle-aged man said with a stick.

Dong Xuebin has seen arrogant people, but he has never seen such arrogant people. This is not in the village, but in the county town. How dare these ethnic minorities dare to blatantly rob? Dong Xuebin, who is accustomed to seeing this kind of thing and has become accustomed to it, can't help but get angry, paralyzed, and deceiving people too much, right? You can buy and sell something for ten yuan to one hundred, and now it's one thousand? Look at those sticks waving in the air! This is clearly a money grab! Who gave you the guts? Is there no king yet?

"Give it or not? Huh?"

"Get the money out!"

"what is this!"

"Buy the bracelet and let's forget it today! Otherwise, you can weigh it in your heart!"

"I really don't know who I am, do you? You dare to be arrogant with us when you travel here?"

Dozens of people headed by the strong man were clamoring with Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping. Many tourists beside him blinked and watched the excitement, but after a few glances, they ran away, as if they didn’t want to be implicated. The ethnic Han hawkers are also selling their own things without squinting. It seems that they have not seen it, and they may be used to it. This kind of forced buying and selling should not be the first time.

The crowd got tighter and tighter.

The circle is constantly shrinking.

Dong Xuebin continued to pull Fang Wenping behind him, his face darkened, and everyone who knew him knew that Dong Xuebin was going to get angry.

Too many people.

But more and more, all of them are local minorities.

Fang Wenping guessed that Dong Xuebin couldn't beat so many people, or maybe he felt that the influence was not good, so he turned his head and said: "Don't do it, wait for the police to come."

Dong Xuebin's eyes were cold and he said nothing.

Finally, in the next moment, the sound of the police car ticked.

When the dozens of ethnic minorities heard it, they didn't put down their weapons and sticks. They looked back at the police cars, but they didn't move.

Stop the car.

Several police officers got in and out of the police car.

"what happened?"

"What are you doing?"

"Go away, go away!"

The police began to disperse the crowd.

However, this group of people from ethnic minorities did not leave. They were still standing there. They only symbolically gave way to the police and let them in. This seems to have given the police a lot of face. They didn't say anything. They quickly squeezed into the crowd and found Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping.

"Who called the police?" asked a leading old police officer.

"Me." Fang Wenping took a step forward.

The old policeman looked around again, "Okay, let's go back to the police station with us first, and then we'll talk about it."

"Wait!" The brawny street vendor quit, "They dismantled my things and won't give me money! No one can leave! Give me money and talk about it!"

The old policeman also said peacefully: "We will deal with the problem for everyone, go to the police station and talk about it, and then we will discuss if there is anything else."

Fang Wenping said coldly: "Is they forced to buy and sell? Let's go to the police station? Where are they?"

The old policeman kindly reminded in a low voice, "Hurry up and get into the police car with me first, or else if something goes wrong, you won't be able to deal with it! Get in the car first!"

After all, the old policeman went out first.

Several other young policemen also quickly pulled Fang Wenping and Dong Xuebin out of the crowd, hurriedly got into the police car, and then drove away.

Looking back, the people from the ethnic minorities did not let them go, and they chased after them on foot, as if they were going to follow them to the police station. (To be continued...)