After leaving the passage, I went back to the travel agency directly. Everyone was carrying big bags and small bags, which seemed a bit crowded in this area of ​​200 square meters.

Li Youming cursed in his heart, the old monk who said he really knows how to beat rabbits. He started to offer a price of 50 million yuan. If he didn't pay, he would not be allowed to pass through his temple.

It’s okay to have that place, but after it’s gone, I still don’t get used to it.

Several bosses left one after another with the money they earned today. Li Youming closed the door and sat in the travel agency to count the money.

The biggest pleasure every day is counting money. When counting for several hours, your hands are cramped, but you have fun.

"Hey, I earned more than four million in one day today."

More than four million miles, nearly three million of them were earned from these businessmen, but not much from tourists. But Li Youming knew that only in this way could we win the whole world. Eat meat by yourself and give others some soup.

Four million yuan of cash was piled up in the travel agency, and the cute girl's voice sounded in her mind: "The system will deduct one million and seven million as taxes."

With a "drip", a pile of cash that could kill people disappeared.

Li Youming took a deep breath and said nothing. These parasites, these parasites, what else can you do besides sucking blood on me?

Putting the remaining three million yuan in a backpack, Li Youming planned to go home after the day of work. But at this time, the uninvited guest came to the door again.

"Haha, are you busy with Boss Li?"

The visitor was Manager Zhang who was shot a few days ago.

Li Youming glanced at him and casually put his backpack on the ground: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Hehe, that's right. After some weighing, Boss Xiong decided to support his old classmates. Since you are in trouble, he will lend a helping hand... He promised to buy it for 500,000 yuan."

'puff'

Li Youming laughed. Two days ago, under the threat of the death mission, he might have sold it for 500,000 yuan. But today I am not the same as before!

The more than three million cash in my backpack is worried that it is too heavy to carry. If you want to buy my storefront for 500,000 yuan?

“Not selling.”

Li Youming said coldly, and he was really not interested in continuing to talk to him: "I won't sell it in the future, and I won't sell it for a lot of money. Don't come to me."

"I'm afraid you can't help it?"

At this moment, a laugh came from outside the door.

But Xiong Qiang walked in with his hands in his sleeves, and two young gangsters were following him.

Li Youming drooped his eyes: "Oh, this is planning to buy it forcibly."

Xiong Qiang quickly waved his hand: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I just came to persuade old classmates to understand the current affairs. Li Youming said that today, you have to sell this store, and if you don't sell it, you have to sell it."

He clapped his hands, and five or six gangsters walked in outside the door, standing scattered in the house, looking around.

Li Youming simply took the seat and crossed his legs and said, "I don't believe you dare..."

A 'Peng' sound.

A yellow-haired gangster smashed the office computer on the desk to the ground, with an exaggerated expression on his face: "Oh, sorry, my hand slipped."

Seeing the computer that he recorded a large amount of customer information broken, Li Youming was furious: "I'll tell you!"

The yellow-haired gangster laughed: "Go, my mother is sixty."

"...I'll accept you shameless."

Li Youming sat down with a sneer: "Today, don't think about leaving."

With a "bang", Xiong Qiang grabbed Li Youming's cell phone on the table and threw it on the ground, shattering it all over the ground.

There are a lot of customer numbers stored in this mobile phone.

"Oh, sorry, my hand slipped."

Xiong Qiang smiled and leaned forward without a smile: "Li Youming, I will put my words here. Whether to buy or not is my business, and whether to sell or not is not your business. Last time you beat me, I went to the hospital to get a Level 7 disability test certificate. If you don't sell it to me, I will not only let you open it for a day, but I also went to the police station to report the case, saying that you seriously hurt me for no reason. I have checked and I have a Level 7 disability, and you will have to be sentenced to at least two years. I can tell you, I said I would fall here and fall here."

Xiong Qiang leaned forward, dimmed his hair and exposed the scars that were smashed by Li Youming with a mop, and sneered: "You can't help it."

Li Youming took a deep breath. He hated such people the most. A toad crawled on his feet and didn't bite people. He disgusted people.

Xiong Qiang looked at Li Youming's expression and was as happy as if he had won five million: "I tell you, if you don't sign this transfer agreement today, I will let you go tomorrow. Don't say that you don't care about it for the sake of old classmates, who is so fucking that you can't do business and still have such a storefront."

Li Youming looked at him coldly and sighed: "Xiong Qiang, in high school, your girlfriend had a friendship with me. I'll let you go, you go today, I won't make things difficult for you."

"My girlfriend?"

Xiong Qiang murmured naturally.

"It's your current wife."

"Are you he..." Xiong ** angry, but then sneered: "You can only talk too much. Let me tell you Li Youming, I still have some power in Yaoxi City, and you can't mess with me. If you transfer this store to me, we will still be good friends in the future. I will only say good things once..."

Li Youming interrupted: "Didn't you sometimes find that your wife often looks panicked? Sometimes she still answers the phone with you on her back? She is not good at all, and she is a little drooping..."

"I'm a mud horse."

Xiong Qiang was furious and kicked Li Youming's desk and pointed at Li Youming for a while. He wanted to call everyone to beat him, but he was worried about the overall situation. He was afraid that Li Youming would also get a Level 7 disability appraisal...

"Li Youming, I'll tell you..."

"Tell me what, tell me, I'll tell you, if you don't disappear within five seconds, I'll let you come in and go out horizontally."

Xiong Qiang laughed: "I don't believe you dare to do anything, what can you do? Huh? Hit me, come on, do you dare to hit me? Come on."

As he said that, Xiong Qiang put his head over with a funny face.

Li Youming dared to even play in the system, so there was nothing he didn't dare to do. He picked up the keyboard with a wire, jumped up and hit Xiong Qiang's head.

With a "bang", the keyboard broke and Xiong Qiang lay down. There was a hint of heartache in Li Youming's eyes, but it was a pity for my mechanical keyboard.

"I have never seen such a difficult request for such a strong person."

Li Youming muttered, and at the moment when everyone was not able to react, he jumped up and kicked Xiong Qiang hard.

Cracking, bent legs, hips, waist, eyes, neck, and fragility.

With just a few steps, Xiong Qiang started to scream and cried, and his hands kept resisting.

Seeing that he protected important parts with both hands, Li Youming took a sip of phlegm and vomited on his face with a spit.

When Xiong Qiang saw that Li Youming was still spitting in the fight, he instinctively used his hands to block his face. As a result, he spitted in a feint and stepped on Xiong Qiang's crotch with one kick.

"Ao!" Xiong Qiang screamed in hysterical pain, and then began to tremble.

Those gangsters were stunned. Gods and ghosts were afraid of evil people. Today they saw someone who was even more evil than themselves.

When they didn't react, Li Youming rushed out like a raccoon cat. Everyone was still confused, but Li Youming, who ran outside the door, suddenly pulled the rolling gate down and locked everyone inside.

"Help, robbery."

"Neighbors in Umbrella Street, call the police and robbery."

“Someone robbed.”

The gangsters in the room, Manager Zhang, and Xiong Qiang, heard the howling of ghosts and wolves outside the door, their faces changed.

"Not good, get out quickly."

"Run quickly."

"This grandson is so dark, how could there be such a shameless person?"

"Run quickly, or the police come and he locks us in the house. The yellow mud is falling from the crotch. It's either shit or shit."

“…”

So, everyone went to the door anxiously.

But this is the rolling gate. You look at the sound of slapping, and you feel a firm pussy. No matter how they slap them, the door just won't open.

Li Youming ran around Umbrella Street, shouting robbery all the way. The entire Umbrella Street was alarmed...

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