I have a city in the desert

In the noodle shop, the shrew landlady said, and Huang Mao was happy. While taking money from her bag, she said: "Why don't you do this earlier? It's easy for you, and it's easy for me. Lao Qin, you just don't know how to be flexible. Think about it. What's the use of your daughter's good-looking? No matter how good-looking, it's all a gun rack. Who can fight the gun rack? Look at our boss. This gun will hit you 200000. Where can you find it!"

While Huang Mao was talking, he was counting money. A big man pointed to Jiang Chen and shouted, "shit, why don't you go? Stay and see us fight. Gun!"

The big man said, Jiang chenzhen NIMA can't cry or laugh. I'll come to dinner. Why should I watch you shoot?

"Boss, give it to me quickly. I'm hungry!"

Jiang Chen shouted at the helpless old Qin. The landlady looked at Huang Mao happily and counted the money. She said excitedly, "don't worry, little bitch. If you don't obey, you'll give her medicine. Once you drink it, you can ensure that the boss she serves will be happy to heaven."

"You, you, I'll kill you shameless!"

As soon as the short white gourd like fat woman finished speaking, old Qin Qi raised the big knife in her hand. As soon as he raised the big knife, the bitch not only didn't hide, but she stretched out her head: "Qin Xianlie, you fucking have the seed to chop like this! If you don't chop today, you're not a man!"

After the bitch shouted, a little boy ran to the door. The little boy was five or six years old, fat like a white gourd. His eyes were very small. He was wearing a brand children's clothes and holding Altman in his hand. When he saw Lao Qin raise his knife, he cried with a loud cry.

"Mom..."

Lao Qin looked at the little fat pier crying at the door. The knife in his hand hesitated. The fat landlady still stubbornly leaned on the knife. As she leaned together, she shouted: "chop, martyr Qin, your mother! Chop it! I'll chop the fat pier to death. You'll kill both of us. You'll let that bitch pass on the family line!"

After the bitch shouted, she also pulled the fat pier at the door. Under the knife was his wife and children, and behind him was his ex-wife's daughter. The big knife held by Lao Qin shook. Yes, the daughter is important, but the son is more important!

You should know that the tradition of China for thousands of years is that sons inherit their families. When a daughter grows up, marrying out is a splash of water. Sooner or later, it is someone else's people.

With a clang, the heavy knife fell to the ground, and the thin old Qin leaned against the wall and cried bitterly.

Jiang Chen sighed. It seems that he has nothing to eat. Not only does he have nothing to eat, but the vulgar plot makes him lose his appetite.

"Why are you crying? Why don't you understand something, you dead old Qin? How many lives can you earn 200000 by selling noodles? Listen to my brother, take the money and buy a house for pangdun in the county. Is it more comfortable for the whole family? Landlady, count the money well and clean the upstairs room later. Also, let Anna take a bath quickly. The boss is very particular about big cities."

"OK, OK, I'll let the dead girl take a bath now. Do you want to give her some medicine?"

"Whatever you want."

When Huang Mao finished, he smiled. You know, this is a great opportunity to please the boss. As long as the boss is happy, the whole gas station in Mojiang County will be under his jurisdiction. At that time, the mayor of Mojiang County will have to give him face.

Just as Huang Mao was thinking about good things, Jiang Chen sighed. As soon as he sighed, the big man around him reached out and grabbed him: "the hanging hair didn't rise all together. Sigh your mother's anger. Get out of here quickly. Get out of here, you hear me? Otherwise, I'll beat you to eat shit. Believe it or not?"

When the tattoo man finished, Jiang Chen grabbed his hand, and then gently broke it, he saw the tattoo man cry and kneel directly on the ground.

"No, no, no, brother, brother, pain, pain, pain!"

Jiang Chen has great strength. His body is twice as good as ordinary people, so he wants to pretend to be forced around Jiang Chen, which is

"You loosen it for me. Do you fucking know what we do?"

After the tattoo man was wring by Jiang Chen, Huang Mao suddenly blew his hair. They are well-known Mojiang gangsters. As long as Mojiang people hear their names, which one is not afraid?

"Whatever you do, boss, if you're hungry, hurry to give me a bowl of noodles. What's more, can you sell your daughter so cheaply? I'll pay 300000 and let them get out of here."

When Jiang Chen finished, Xiao Huangmao and the boss's wife burst out laughing. At this time, Jiang Chen had not had time to buy clothes. Yes, he didn't have any free time all the way down, so he was wearing some old clothes.

"Three hundred thousand? You're so poor that three hundred thousand still wear such rags? Shit, hurry to loosen my brother and kneel down to apologize to me, or I won't let you out of Mojiang County. Believe it or not?"

When Huang Mao finished, the fat bitch landlady also pointed to his arm as thick as his thigh and shouted, "hurry up. I don't sell rice today. I didn't see me counting money here."

"Three hundred thousand, sell or not, if not, I'll give you another hundred thousand."

When Jiang Chen finished, the landlady shouted while counting the money: "you bear child, go and blow. I'll sell you 300000 if you can."

The proprietress said, Jiang Chen almost threw up. Shit, you dead fat pig, wearing silk stockings is like wearing woolly white gourd. You paste me 300000 instead of me!

Pop!

Jiang Chen smashed a bunch of Mercedes Benz keys on the table. When she saw the Mercedes Benz keys, the landlady's hand stopped. She looked at Jiang Chen's keys brightly. Yes, Mercedes Benz, it's really something that rich people can drive!

"Shit, who doesn't have the key?"

PA, just as Jiang Chen took out the keys, a small gangster also threw a bunch of keys on the table. Looking at some old bird battery car keys on the table, Jiang Chen fell into meditation. Sure enough, some people, you can't fight with him, he will pull you into his IQ world, and then beat you with his retarded method.

Didi!

Jiang Chen pressed the key, and a big Mercedes Benz g at the door rang twice, which shocked even the landlady.

Yes, although they run noodle shops, what luxury car does the vain landlady not know?

Of course, the same is true of those gangsters. Although they are gangsters, they dare not offend the super rich!

"Well, that car is really yours?"

"Hum, it's just a Mercedes Benz. All the cars our boss drives are sports cars, worth millions!"

In a hurry, a young gangster with long hair who killed Matt said something, and Huang Mao slapped him: "can you stop talking? Do you know how much this car costs? Do you understand it for four million?"

More importantly, you can't buy it with money, because the car hasn't been sold yet!

"Is it not mine or yours?"

Jiang Chen loosened the tattoo man when he said something. When the tattoo man saw that Jiang Chen was so rich, he instantly became respectful.

"Then, four hundred thousand, do you really buy it?"

"Four hundred thousand, our boss wants it!"

"I'll pay 500000."

"I, I'm 600000!"

"Brother, we don't have so much money."

"Shut up!"

"Half a million Anna belongs to you. Pay now. Do you swipe card or cash?"