Standing on the second floor of the supermarket, Ye Zichen pointed at the wooden bed he bought from the second-hand market and opened his mouth to Zhuge Kongming next to him.
"This bed looks broken, make do with it, this quilt is brand new."
Zhuge Kongming didn't show any disgust, he nodded his head excitedly and said with a smile.
"Thank you, Brother Ye."
Although the origin of this little guy is unknown, his personality is still very pleasing.
Reaching out his hand and rubbing his little head, Ye Zichen said.
"There's nothing wrong with the supermarket."
"Yes." Zhuge Kongming wrinkled his nose and said, "In the morning, a few people came to our supermarket to collect protection fees, so I drove them away."
"The protection fee was charged, and you were beaten away?"
Ye Zichen was stunned for a moment, but he didn't suspect that the little guy lied to him. The situation of collecting protection fees is common everywhere, and it has long been commonplace.
But I didn't expect this little guy to be quite fierce, and he could drive away the person who received the protection fee.
"Hee hee, I used to practice a few hands with my grandpa."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden loud knock on the door downstairs.
Ye Zichen and others rushed down to find the sound, and as soon as they reached the door, Zhuge Kongming frowned.
"here we go again."
"That's them?"
Ye Zichen's tone was a little unkind, and Zhuge Kongming also took two steps forward, pinching his hands on his waist and shouting.
"Do you still want to be beaten?"
The people outside were stagnant, and it seemed that the little guy gave them a very profound education at that time.
At this moment, Bai Yang walked out from the crowd with sticks and hummed.
"Yiyechen, if you don't open the door, don't blame me for being rude."
"Brother Ye?"
Zhuge Kongming turned his head and glanced, Ye Zichen pursed his lips and smiled, walked to the door and opened the door of the supermarket.
"Young Master Bai."
"Grandson, do you want to admit counseling?"
Bai Yang squinted his eyes and snorted. His arm was still wrapped in bandages. Obviously, the injury in the clubhouse that day was not completely healed.
"You can make Laozi easy to find, but I didn't expect it to be hidden here."
"uh-huh?"
Ye Zichen nodded noncommittally, and Bai Yang saw that he didn't get in the oil and salt, so he stretched out his hand and slapped it.
boom.
"You can't hit my big brother Ye."
Between the lights and flint, even Ye Zichen didn't see Zhuge Kongming's movements clearly, and Bai Yang flew out like a cannonball.
On the contrary, Da Hei's pupils shrank in surprise.
"Eight extremes collapse!"
Zhuge Kongming, who stubbornly raised his small face, suddenly turned his head, and his eyes flashed lightly and glared at Da Hei.
But it was only a moment, and no one noticed this scene at all.
Ye Zichen was also full of shock, this little guy's fighting power is really not that strong.
"Why are you still standing there, smashing it to me!"
"This is my hard work, and I can't let you mess around."
As soon as the voice fell, Ye Zichen turned into an afterimage with a few loud noises of "dong dong dong dong".
The group of hooligans who came with Bai Yang all fell to the ground.
Clapping his hands, Ye Zichen walked to Bai Yang and squatted down. The other party looked at him like a monster and shouted.
"You'd better not touch me, or I'll let you go around without food."
"That's great. I like to eat and pack, so I don't waste it."
Snapped.
A slap slapped Bai Yang's face, and the force of the slap instantly made his entire left face swell up.
"Master Bai, why do you think you are doing this? I made it clear to you that day! Why are you here this time? Do you want revenge?"
"You're dead, you're dead."
Bai Yang pointed at Ye Zichen.
Click.
Ye Zichen broke off his fingers without hesitation, and at the same time, slapped him again.
"I don't know if I'm dead, all I know is that if you're nagging me it's useless, you're dead."
As soon as the voice fell, Da Hei floated in front of Bai Yang under Ye Zichen's gesture.
An unbearable coldness caused Bai Yang to shiver involuntarily.
He stared at Ye Zichen with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and counseled.
"I was wrong… "
"what?"
Ye Yechen was stunned.
"Young Master Ye, let me go."
This face change is too TM fast.
Ye Zichen thought that this grandson could hold on to him for a few rounds, but he didn't expect to be so quick and thorough!
Grabbing his hair, Ye Zichen stood up from the ground and looked at him condescendingly.
"reason."
"If Young Master Ye lets me go this time, I can compensate Young Master Ye."
"Oh?"
In terms of money, Ye Zichen is still relatively short of money, and he has not been able to make a living in the near future.
Su Yiyun spent the money in this supermarket, and Xiao Yumei also gave the pocket money in his hand now.
He still needs money.
"How many!"
"One hundred thousand!"
Bai Yang shivered and crossed his two index fingers, and Ye Zichen kicked over and cursed.
"Do you think your dog's life is worth 100,000 yuan?"
"Twenty thousand."
boom.
Another kick.
"Three hundred thousand!"
Bai Yang raised the price without mentioning it, and Ye Ye Chen didn't have the patience to waste time with him, so he just stretched out a finger.
"One million, in exchange for your life. Along with your little brothers, you can also go together."
"One million?" Bai Yang's face was ashes, how could there be so much pocket money in his hand.
"I don't want to repeat, if you think you can't get it out..."
Ye Zichen squinted and smiled, raised his hand and grabbed one of his fingers.
Click.
"I give... I give... "
Bai Yang almost gritted his teeth and shouted, he took out his mobile phone tremblingly, and shouted into the phone.
"Dad, hurry up and send a million, I..."
Hanging up the phone, Bai Yang endured the piercing pain from his fingers and said.
"Young Master Ye, my dad will bring money to redeem me in a while."
"Is it?"
Ye Zichen squinted his eyes and smiled like a poisonous snake.
"How do I feel your dad will bring someone?"
Bai Yang's Adam's apple was surging up and down, and he did tell his father through secret words just now, asking him to bring someone.
Only their father and son knew this code, so how could Ye Ye Chen know.
Just when Bai Yang was still struggling in his heart, Ye Zichen stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder twice.
"Don't be nervous, just kidding."
It's been half an hour...
Bai Yang's two broken fingers were almost swollen into small steamed buns, and Ye Zichen didn't punch him during this period.
It seemed that he was really waiting for Bai Yang's father to send money.
"Grandson, there will be times when you cry."
Bai Yang stared at Ye Zichen's back fiercely, and Liu Qing, who was floating in the air, pouted.
"Why do you keep him, knowing that he doesn't want to give money at all."
Da Hei also nodded noncommittally on the side. If it is his character, if he doesn't punch him, he will be considered clean.
Ye Zichen, who was sitting on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, suddenly raised the corner of his mouth.
"What do you know, the good show has just begun."