night. On the streets of a small county town. Just because she had just unpacked a bracelet, Fang Wenping started arguing with the brawny vendor, and they kept shouting. "One hundred yuan!" "What's just one hundred yuan?" "You've already removed the card! Do you want to default on the bill if you don't give me the money?" "It's double-sided tape! Can't you take it apart and put it back again?" "I'll let you go. Don’t go back! The packaging is open! You have to buy it!” “Ha, are you trying to force me to sell?” "You just give it to me? I've never heard of paying for opening the plastic bag of a bracelet! Do you think you're in the drug business?" "Don't be so shameless!" This is what I want to tell you!" "Hey! You don't agree, right?" The strong man at the stall stood up and stared at Fang Wenping. But who is Fang Wenping? This is a master who has always been a jerk. Why does he care about this and that? His eyes turned 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 to, or if I don’t want to buy it, if you are not convinced, come and rob me. If you come and rob me, I will give you all the money in my wallet exactly, come on! After a pause, Fang Wenping stared at him and said, "It's not reasonable for him to forcefully buy and sell you! Why are you staring at me?" Fang Wenping has never seen such big storms. How old is it? 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 intimidated by the opponent's strength? Fang Wenping also It's not Fang Wenping. She is a famous female bastard in Beijing. She 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 town, and a small county town with a minority population. The strong man pointed at Fang Wenping's nose and said, "Okay, tell me again!" Fang Wenping squinted her eyes and said, "It's the same no matter how many times I say it, don't mess with me. I haven't seen this person before. You're forcing me to buy you." Are you still justified in selling me by force?" The strong man said with a sullen face: "Okay, I met a bad guy today!" Dong Xuebin also walked up quickly and stood next to Fang Wenping, although he and Fang Wenping were talking to each other along the way. The communication was not so smooth, and I felt very depressed, but Dong Xuebin would definitely stand by Fang Wenping if something like this happened. After all, she was a lesbian, and the other party’s lawless arrogance of buying and selling by force was also Dong Xuebin was a little angry and paralyzed. You don’t know what your last name is? Dong Xuebin didn't say anything, and stood silently beside Fang Wenping. In fact, he was protecting her. If anything happened, Dong Xuebin could take action at any time. The strong man dressed as a minority didn't take action. Instead, he pointed at Fang Wenping's nose. He took out a mobile phone and made a call without even looking at Dong Xuebin. He didn't even look at Dong Xuebin. This skinny young man took note of it, and before he made a call, many ethnic minority people setting up stalls around him gradually gathered around, staring at Fang Wenping with unkind expressions. , and some people shouted Dong Xuebin, Fang Wenping and others in a language that they didn't understand, and called some more people. "Hey, come here!" "What's wrong?" "Someone took things apart and refused to pay!" "Fuck! Wait for us! We'll be there soon!" "Hurry up! Paralyze! Give them face!" The strong man died. Phone calls also surrounded Fang Wenping. At this moment, there were about seven or eight people around them, surrounding them. Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping were surrounded in the middle, looking around. Dong Xuebin's face sank. He couldn't bear to see this kind of thing. Is it so reasonable to buy and sell by force? Do you really not take me, Dong Xuebin, seriously? Dong Xuebin said directly: "Leave it to me." Fang Wenping said: "Let the police handle it." Dong Xuebin thought about it. They were going to take office this time, so it was not easy to cause too big a problem. The police could solve it. , naturally it couldn’t be better. Fang Wenping picked up her cell 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 wanted to eat people, and they were very clinging to each other. "Hello, police station?" Fang Wenping asked immediately after the phone call came through. The policeman over there said: "Yes." Fang Wenping said: "There are people here who are buying and selling by force, and people are blocking us. Should we ask the comrades from the police station to come and deal with the problem here?" The policeman was impatient. Said: "What about forced buying and selling? Can't you just buy it?" Fang Wenping frowned, "The price is more than ten times more expensive! Why should I sell?" "Okay, then you wait!" the policeman said. He hung up the phone without saying a few words. Putting down the phone, Fang Wenping said to Dong Xuebin: "They should be here soon. What attitude do these policemen have!" Dong Xuebin was not surprised because he had been working at the grassroots level for too many years and knew what the working methods were like here. . At this time, the people called by the strong man also arrived. I don’t know whether they were nearby merchants or their relatives. Anyway, dozens of people came one after another. Some women came with their children in their arms, and some The middle-aged and young people all held sticks and hammers in their hands, looking very imposing. Everyone had a fierce expression on their face, and they crowded around Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping. "Who are they?" "Are they two of them?" "Damn it! Are you looking for death?" "How dare you not pay for dismantling things?" "You really think we are easy to bully! Huh?" "I'm talking to you two. ! Where are you looking! Look at me!" Dong Xuebin counted roughly forty-five people and frowned. Why are so many people here? Are the ethnic minorities here too clinging to each other? Dong Xuebin subconsciously moved closer to Fang Wenping and protected her behind him. This is what a gay man should do at such a time. But Fang Wenping pulled him aside, faced the group of people and said, "What's going on?" "What do you think is going on?" The brawny stall owner said fiercely, "Are you going to pay me? Huh?" A woman holding a child said : "One hundred is not enough! Don't even think about leaving without giving me one thousand yuan!" "I'm used to this! You tore apart our things and you still don't pay us? Don't you take us seriously at all?" Another A middle-aged man held up a stick and said. Dong Xuebin has seen arrogant people, but he has never seen such arrogant people. This is not a village, but a county town. How dare these minorities dare to brazenly rob? Dong Xuebin, who was used to seeing this kind of thing, couldn't help but get a little angry. Isn't it too much to be numb and deceive others? You guys bought and sold something worth ten yuan to a hundred yuan, and now it's a thousand yuan? Look at the sticks waving in the air! This is clearly a money grab! Who gave you the courage? Are you still arrogant? "Do you want to give it to me? Huh?" "Take out the money!" "What is it!" "Buy the bracelet and we'll forget about it today! Otherwise, you'll have to think about it!" "You really don't know who you are, do you? Come to our place to travel. Do you dare to be arrogant with us?" Dozens of people, led by the strong man, were shouting with Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping. Many tourists nearby blinked at the excitement, but after a few glances, they stayed away, as if they didn't want to be implicated. , as for the other Han hawkers nearby who were not from minority ethnic groups, they were all selling their own goods without looking away, as if they didn't see it, and maybe they were used to this kind of forced buying and selling. This probably isn't the first time this has happened. The crowd grew tighter and tighter. The circle keeps shrinking. Dong Xuebin continued to pull Fang Wenping behind him, his face turned dark. Everyone who knew him knew that Dong Xuebin was about to go crazy. Too many people. Instead, there are more and more people, all of whom are local ethnic minorities. Fang Wenping guessed that Dong Xuebin couldn't beat so many people, or maybe he felt that the impact was not good, so he turned his head and said, "Don't do anything, wait for the police to come." Dong Xuebin said nothing with cold eyes. Finally at the next moment, the sound of a police car started to sound. Upon hearing this, the dozens of ethnic minority people did not put down the weapons and sticks in their hands. They looked back at several police cars, but none of them moved. The car stops. Several policemen got out of the police car. "What's going on?" "What are you doing?" "Let's disperse, let's disperse!" The police began to disperse the crowd. However, this group of ethnic minorities did not leave. They were still standing in place. They just symbolically opened a little way for the police to let them in. This seemed to have given the police a lot of help. In order to save face, the policemen said nothing and quickly squeezed into the crowd and found the two parties involved, Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping. "Who called the police?" asked an old policeman in the lead. "Me." Fang Wenping took a step forward. The old policeman looked around again, "Okay, come back to the police station with us first, and then we'll talk about it after you get there." "Wait!" The brawny vendor stopped, "They tore apart my things and didn't give me any money! No one can leave! Let’s wait until we pay!” The old policeman also said calmly: “We will deal with the problem for everyone. We will discuss it later if anything happens.” Fang Wenping said coldly: “They bought it by force. Forcibly sold? Where are they?"The old policeman kindly reminded him in a low voice: "Hurry up and get into the police car with me first, otherwise we won't be able to clean up the trouble! Get in the car first!" After that, the old policeman walked out immediately. Several other young police officers also quickly pulled Fang Wenping and Dong Xuebin out of the crowd, hurriedly got into the police car, and then drove away. Looking back, I saw that the ethnic minority people did not let them go and chased them on foot, as if they wanted to follow them to the police station. RT