Those Years When I Was an Animal

Chapter 167: The little fox of the gangster (48)

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In the end, Ji Pan was defeated, hugged Yu Qingyu and said, "As long as you are happy, I am willing to fight for you and the world."

Yu Qingyu: "?" He doesn't intend to destroy the world, he just deals with some people, what does Ji Pan mean by that

Yu Qingyu pushed Ji Pan away, stared at him and said, "I am very happy to hear your words, but...why do you say such things?"

Ji Pan was also confused, didn't the little fox say that he had to deal with so many people? When the time comes to kill so many people, there will always be a few smart people who will find out that they did it. He will definitely not be caught without a fight, but he is an enemy of the world.

A look of complexity flashed across Yu Qingyu's eyes, he didn't expect Ji Pan to do such a good job for him, so when he left, would he go with him.

The system, which hadn't made a sound for a long time, interrupted Yu Qingyu's thoughts, and said directly to him in his mind: "Hua Xingyue has reincarnated, so you can make waves in this world."

"Oh... I remember now, thank you system."

After thinking for a while, Ji Pan seemed to finally understand where the problem was, and asked, "How do you deal with it?"

Yu Qingyu laughed: "Of course I beat them until they couldn't get out of bed for half a year, and then asked the police to lock them up for education and fine them a lot of money. I'm sorry they won't dare to sell fox meat as mutton in the future."

Sure enough, he was wrong, he thought the little fox was going to kill them.

Since it was just like this, he must agree with both hands and feet.

Yu Qingyu finally kicked the stall owner and shouted, "Say, will you still sell fox meat in the future?"

The stall owner lay on the ground and nodded hurriedly: "I won't sell it, I won't sell it, and I won't dare to sell it even if I have the guts!"

"Hmph! That's good. Also, tell me where the food processing plant is, and is there any place nearby that sells fox meat for gimmicks."

The stall owner didn't dare to hide it, he said a few addresses tremblingly, and took a breath from time to time because of the pain, looking extremely miserable.

Yu Qingyu turned his head to look at Ji Pan, and stretched out his hand.

Ji Pan: "?"

Yu Qingyu stretched out his hand again, making a gesture of asking for money.

Ji Pan suddenly realized, took out the wallet and put it in Yu Qingyu's hands, begging for compliments, the corner of Yu Qingyu's mouth twitched, when did the boss become so naive.

Yu Qingyu opened the wallet and found that it was full of cards, and the cash was only two hundred. He was embarrassed at once, and he thought about throwing the money at the stall owner to let him remember this lesson and pretend to be coercive by the way.

He had already thought out the scene and the lines. In his imagination, he should take out a wad of money from his wallet and throw it on the stall owner, and say one more thing—tell you, I beat you because you disgusted me by selling fake meat. But I am a good person, I will still give money for meals, hum! Ji Pan, let's go!

Thinking about it would make him handsome, but he didn't expect to die in the first link, Yu Qingyu looked at the sky speechlessly, why the plan always failed to keep up with the changes, and felt tired!

"What's wrong?" Ji Pan looked at Yu Qingyu motionless and asked.

Yu Qingyu paused and said, "It's nothing." Then he turned to look at the stall owner on the ground, "Can you use cards here?"

The stall owner shook his head reflexively, and suddenly remembered the meaning of the person in front of him asking if he could swipe his card and said hastily: "No, no, I treat this as an invitation to you." As long as you don't come here in the future, it will be fine.

Yu Qingyu raised his eyebrows, and said in a mocking tone: "Please us? Heh... How dare you invite us? With your face of selling fake meat? Tell me, how much? I don't need such a despicable person to invite me."

Although the stall owner was scolded, he didn't dare to say anything, his face turned red and then pale, and his fingers were clenched into fists.

So many people sell fake meat, how can he be repaired like this, it's so unfair!

Suddenly there was something covering his face, he took it off and saw that it was a banknote, and then he found several more banknotes around him, and then looked up to the direction of the person who hit him just now, and felt They are all gone.

Enduring the pain, the stall owner picked up the money and counted it. The money was enough to buy the food for the group just now.

(end of this chapter)