Surrender

An Ning came from the backyard, walked through the shelves, stood at the door, and turned on the light bulb at the door.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, six. There are not many people here. Do you still have anyone?"

An Ning stood in the middle of the door, like a primary school student who had just learned to count. Yes, he counted in a circle and felt that it was a bit lacking and not enough.

Du San'er, who was opposite, looked at An Ning on the steps and sneered.

"Is this the person you're going to solve your problem with?"

"Well, it is indeed a bit overkill."

An Ning looked at Du San'er who had a mocking look on his face, then looked at his watch and said, "Let's get to the point quickly, don't waste time."

Du San'er, who originally had a lot of clichés, couldn't be fooled for the first time. Do you want to respect other people's careers?

"Humph——-Hmm——"

Du Saner cleared his throat, looked at the people sideways and said, "You are going to do business here, don't you know how to pay your respects to the pier?"

"The five counties are not close to the sea. Where are the piers?"

An Ning's words made Du San'er, who was looking at people with squinting eyes, stop squinting.

"Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid?"

"The word "silly" has never been related to us. If you have something to say, please say it quickly without leaving any ink."

Du San'er looked even more arrogant than himself, and for the first time he didn't know who was collecting the protection money.

The development of the scene varies a bit.

"We are the ones who protect this land. If you do business here, you have to pay tribute. Do you understand?"

Du Saner held out three fingers and said: "This is the number every month."

"Sanmao?"

"Fart! Three thousand!"

As soon as the word "three thousand" came out, An Guoming, who was following him, curled his lips.

So dark!

In an era when households with 10,000 yuan can dominate, three thousand yuan is what level.

An Ning, who was standing on the steps, smiled at Du San'er below, nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely prepare it for you tomorrow. Remember to pick a good time to come and get it."

Good time?

Du San'er didn't understand the meaning for a while, but since he said he would get it tomorrow, he thought no one would dare to lie or say no, and he would agree to it later.

"Forget your reality, we will come back tomorrow."

Du San'er left in a mighty manner with a bunch of people behind him.

There were many people in the surrounding houses who were peeking at the door cracks, watching the excitement secretly, and then disappearing secretly.

It seems that Du Saner is indeed very arrogant in this area.

"Little sister——"

"Don't worry, three thousand is not much, it's even a little too little."

"How about I prepare more."

An Guoming's face was full of doubts. Were they talking about the same thing?

Unfortunately, An Ning did not give An Guoming any explanation.

Although An Guoming didn't know what An Ning was going to do, An Ning would definitely not do it if he gave him money.

The brother and sister returned to the shop and closed the shop to rest.

Early the next morning, An Ning went out. No one knew where she went, but when she came back, she was carrying a big cloth bag with bulging bags inside.

An Ning put the bag aside and had dinner with An Guoming first.

After breakfast, Liu Yiyi came over and started her busy day.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, the employees in the store and Liu Yiyi were preparing for the opening tomorrow.

Bang bang bang!

The closed door was banged.

An Ning, who had been waiting for a long time, opened the door with one hand and looked at the younger brother who knocked on the door with disapproval.

"I have to pay you, and you are collecting money to do things, shouldn't you use less effort?"

An Ning walked out shaking her head and said to Du San'er who was standing below: "You don't have a good sense of service."

"What the hell-"

"Crack!"

With one slap, Du Saner was stunned.

He even shook his head on the spot. Who? Who hit him?

A younger brother pointed to Du San'er's position at An Ning.

Du San'er looked at An Ning who was still on the steps in disbelief. He touched his swollen cheek with one hand. He still couldn't believe the real pain.

"What the hell-"

"Crack!"

Another slap, this time on the other side, and for a moment the two sides were symmetrical.

This time, Du San'er saw clearly that it was indeed An Ning.

Her speed was too fast, and before the pain rose on his face, she was already back on the steps.

"What the fuck--"

"Crack!"

Another slap!

Du San'er got angry and was about to curse again, but was pulled by a boy behind him.

"Third brother, it seems I can't mention my mother."

Du San'er's rising anger was interrupted by the younger brother's words behind him.

"Is there anyone who can still understand? If you want to talk, let's talk about it. But don't talk about father scolding mother. I don't like to hear it."

An Ning looked at her palms innocently and said, "I don't like to hear it. I can't control myself with this slap. I always want to slap something."

Innocent look, crazy eyes.

The look in her eyes seemed to be encouraging Du San'er, say one more thing, try another one, and see if what she said is true?

When Du San'er saw An Ning's expression, he felt cold for no reason. In addition, the speed was so weird that he couldn't even dodge. Could it be that he was kicked on the iron plate?

Du San'er turned his head and raised his hands to An Ning.

"I didn't know it turned out to be a Lianjiazi. Our boss is also a Lianjiazi. I wonder where you learned from him?"

"I am the leader of my own sect."

An Ning's answer left Du San'er at a loss for words again.

His patience exhausted, he sneered.

"I know you are not convinced, but if you want to open a good store, unless you can stay here every day, it will not be easy for you to open this store."

"If you pay this money, we will be responsible for all safety issues and ensure that no one will disturb you."

An Ning still looked at Du San'er with innocent eyes and said, "I know, I have all the money ready."

"Don't get me wrong, I simply don't like to mention my parents."

An Ning carried the bag he had brought in the morning with one hand and placed it on the ground.

The bulging bag made Du Saner look very wrong.

Although three thousand yuan is a lot, it won't fit into a bag? Is it a penny?

No matter what, Du Saner called his brothers to come forward to check and count the number.

A boy came forward and opened the bag, but he stopped moving.

"What's going on?"

"Third brother - look."

The younger brother opened his pocket and revealed a pile of paper money.

Yellow and crumpled paper money, even the cheapest kind from funeral shops.

Du Saner's eyes are bloodshot, okay! Dare to play with them!

"How is it? Is it enough? I specially prepared some more for you."

An Ning knelt down, opened his pocket, and took out a pile of paper money to show to Du San'er.

"Don't you say that you are in charge of this land? As far as I know, only the Lord of the Land has this ability. If you don't accept the money from Tiandi Bank, I can find you some tribute. Didn't you say that you want to pay tribute?

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"Look, do you write me a receipt first, or do you write me a receipt after I finish burning it?"

"It's better to write it first, just in case you don't survive and burn it out."
Chapter completed!