"It's boring to stay here, so why not go out and have a walk, maybe you will get new gains. ┡8    1   『WenΔnet" Ye Chenfeng also left the villa after using breakfast.

Although Adolf was searching with all his strength, Ye Chenfeng didn't want to be idle. He might really gain something when going out for a walk.

Ye Chenfeng understands one truth, and often the clues they need will be found on the streets of the city, so Ye Chenfeng goes to a prosperous and chaotic street in the capital. This street is mainly lived by people from other places, so of course it will be very chaotic.

After the truth came, Ye Chenfeng appeared here a little more chaotic than he thought.

Especially deep in the street, tattooed men and Shamatt can be seen everywhere, with ferocious evil spirits, and a few of them are staring at Ye Chenfeng.

"Shopkeeper, come with a bowl of wonton!"

Ye Chenfeng sat down at an open-air wonton stall. The boss was about forty or fifty years old, and the years left deep marks on his face.

"Hello, boss, please wait!" The boss looked delighted, because it was very remote and there were very few customers.

After the hot wonton came on, Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but ask: "Why did the boss choose to open a store here? This place is not only remote, but also very chaotic."

The wrinkles on the boss's forehead became Sichuan, and he sighed and said, "Hey, I don't want to do it either, it's good outside, but the stall fee or rent is not something we can afford. Although it's remote here, it's still OK to make a small amount of money."

Ye Chenfeng nodded and sighed in his heart: It seems that even in the capital, there are many people with hardships.

Not easy!

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

But he also has his own worries. Whether it is the poor or the rich, he has obstacles that he cannot overcome.

"Hehe, Yang Laoer, you seem to have good business these days. Are there customers all these morning?"

At this moment, four or five young men dressed in avant-garde, with buzz cuts, earrings, and tattoos on their bodies walked over with a smile.

“…”

Immediately, the boss of the Wondun Shop changed his expression, and Ye Chenfeng even noticed that his calves were trembling.

"You guys are here? Haven't you eaten breakfast yet? Let me give you some bowls of wonton?" The owner of the wonton shop immediately greeted him like a pug. His flattering and respectful look was so flattering that he wanted to lie on the ground and kowtowed.

"Go up, Yang Laoer's protection fee this week should be paid!" A young man in the lead said coldly.

The face of the Chaos Shop owner changed again and couldn't help but say, "Don't you guys hand it once a month? I just handed it three days ago!"

"Get out! We have the final say when to hand over it. Recently, my brother has tight pockets and collects them once a week from now on. In this way, we can better protect you. Get the money quickly!" the young man said viciously.

The owner of Chaos Store looked embarrassed: "Dear everyone, I have no money anymore. You know how the business in my store is. I really can't pay it?"

"Um?"

The young man stared at the Chaos Shop owner fiercely: "Then give me all the money you earned in the past three days, and I will collect the kid's money for the meal!"

"I……"

The owner of Chaos Shop seemed even more embarrassed, and he seemed to be about to cry.

"Hurry up! I see that your wings have become hard recently and I don't want to stay here anymore!" several young people urged.

"I……"

The owner of the wonton shop trembled and touched his pocket, which was sewn on the clothes, specifically for money.

"Take it!"

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

"Haha, the old guy has a lot of money in private. Last time I told us that I had no money, and it was so much!"

"Bang!"

After the young man finished speaking, he kicked the wonton shop owner to the ground. The boss lay on the ground and cried silently.

Although there are a lot of money in your pocket, most of them are worth one or five yuan, and ten or twenty yuan are worth a large denomination, which totals only 500 yuan.

"That's the tuition for my child to go to school. Please give it back to me, right?"

The wonton shop owner crawled in front of several young people and begged them to return the money to him.

"Get out, you old guy!"

But the young man ruthlessly kicked him away again, and blood was overflowing from the corners of the wonton shop owner's mouth.

"By the way, that kid's meal money has not been collected yet. This meal is worth 20% off!"

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

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

A few young men sat around and took the lead and said, "Hey, I'll bring you the money for wontons. Brother, I'll give you a 20% discount and charge you 300 yuan. How about it? Is it cheap?"

But Ye Chenfeng ignored him and ignored it like air.

"Didn't you hear me?" Seeing Ye Chenfeng ignore him, the young man was furious.

"Haha, this kid seems to be making trouble?" Everyone else was watching the fun.

"Get out! Otherwise you will regret it!"

Ye Chenfeng raised his head and said lightly.

"Hahaha... brothers, I heard it right? He actually said I would regret it? Do you think he is..."

"Bang!"

But before he finished speaking, a huge force surged from his head, pressing his head on the table, making a bang.

Ye Chenfeng did not stop at all. He pressed the young man's head with his right hand and grabbed a chopstick with his left hand.

"Puff!"

With a sound of squirting, the chopsticks in Ye Chenfeng's hand penetrated the young man's palm.

Ye Chenfeng had a very strong force, and the chopsticks penetrated the young man's palm and inserted them into the table.

“Uh…”

Suddenly, the young man screamed like a pig, and his body kept twitching as if he was electrocuted.

The palms were covered in blood and blood was pissed off.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Puff puff puff..."

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

"Ga!"

The owner of the wonton shop was frightened and looked at the five young men lying on the table and roaring hysterically. He looked like he was seeing a ghost.

"Where are you doing this brother? Can you tell me a name? You will definitely visit me in the future?"

The young man was covered with sweat on his forehead and said with a trembling mouth.

"Puff!"

Ye Chenfeng didn't say anything, but just pulled his other hand and inserted another chopstick into it.

"Uh!"

The young man once again cunning screams, and the screams really make people's heart tremble.
Chapter completed!