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Chapter 687, little fat bastard!

Cuihua took out a black plastic bag from her pocket, and opened it and contained some change, banknotes and coins. The sum should be about one hundred.

"Oh no, I also gave Brother Meng more than 2,000 yuan of work introduction fee. Now I only have that little money left on me, and I can't even afford a train ticket!"

Cuihua smiled bitterly. This was a helpless reaction. People like her who grew up in the countryside were not afraid of suffering. Even if they had two steamed buns in the next meal, they could last for many days. But not enough money to buy tickets to return to their hometown is what she is most worried about now.

"I said, girl, since you have been cheated, you should take back the money you cheated. Do you know where that guy lives? I'll ask for it for you."

"Brother, thank you, and thank you friend. But Brother Meng is my aunt's son after all, maybe he is really in trouble, so he lied to me. Can you lend me 200 yuan and ask me to buy a ticket to my hometown, and then give me your bank account and transfer the money to you after I go back."

Tang Xiaoyao did not say anything nonsense and took out a sum of money from his pocket, which was estimated to be about 10,000 yuan, and handed it all to Cuihua, saying, "Since you don't want to find that guy, you don't have to pay back the money. Go back to your hometown early. In this city where people cannibalize people, it is not suitable for honest people like you."

In terms of money, Tang Xiaoyao has never been as generous as he is today. He can take ten thousand yuan at one time. It is not because Tang Xiaoyao is stingy or lacks money. It is just that he pays for something, Tang Xiaoyao will think clearly.

Tang Xiaoyao is willing to pay for the money today, which is the basis of helping others to be happy.

However, Cuihua was unwilling to see so much money and said, "Brother, I'd better think of other ways. I have hands and feet. Even if I go to the construction floor tiles, I can earn a ticket."

"You girl is quite interesting. I am willing to help you, but you refuse my help. Not bad, a little bit of backbone. I think this is the case. Since you are here in Yanjing to find a job, I probably don't want to go back like this, so I will help you find a job that suits you."

"Brother, you'd better lend me 200 yuan. I think a favor worth 200 yuan is much smaller than helping me find a job. What I fear most is that I owe favors because I can't pay it back!"

I'm going, Tang Xiaoyao has been around for five years, and I haven't seen anyone before, but this is the first time I've seen someone like Cuihua!

Before Tang Xiaoyao could say anything else, he heard a noise from outside Defeng Club. Then, a group of men who seemed to be sluts rushed in from outside. At this glance, there were at least twenty men. The leading man, no, he should be a teenager. A fat man about seventeen or eighteen years old, weighed about two hundred kilograms, with a flat head, holding chicken legs in one hand and Coke in the other, giving Tang Xiaoyao the first feeling, Damn, isn't this a small version of Wu Xiong!

The little fat man was Cuihua's cousin. As soon as the guy came in, he pointed at Tang Xiaoyao and said to the little fat man: "Boss, it's that guy."

Tang Xiaoyao and Cuihua both stood up. When Cuihua saw Brother Meng, her face turned extremely ugly. It was obvious that Brother Meng was looking for someone to come and take revenge.

Duanmu Die and others who were talking about things in the VIP room upstairs also opened the curtains after hearing the noise and saw the situation below.

Duanmu Die was going to go down, but was stopped by Huo Zhulu.

"Miss Duanmu, don't worry. This is Defeng Society, and Teacher Guo will deal with it."

"That's right. Miss Duanmu, all the backstage are my apprentices. If those sluts dare to do whatever they want and fight, my apprentices will be much more professional than crosstalk."

Duanmu Die thought it was the same. So many bosses are here, are they still afraid that those sluts will make trouble?

The little fat man and Meng Ge had already arrived in front of Tang Xiaoyao and Cuihua. The little fat man was eating chicken legs and asked, "Boy, is it the one you touched me?"

This little fat man is actually a native of Northeast China. The Northeast gangsters gather together in other areas. I guess this is the so-called Northeast Gang.

"Do you want to ask him first why I touched him?"

"There is no need to ask. I ordered everything Xiao Meng did. In this Yanjing City, no one dared to do the right thing to me. Even Luo Si had to sell me a little bit of face."

Luo Si? It was the guy who was bought by Guo Tiansheng and was later locked up in prison!

"What do you want to do? Let's draw a way. Anyway, you don't want to take this little girl away."

Cuihua hid behind Tang Xiaoyao and did not dare to speak out.

Brother Meng said, "Boy, you are dead today. I will tell you the truth. Not only will you die, we must take Cuihua away, because we have already collected all the money in the venue."

Have the money been collected?

Tang Xiaoyao smiled bitterly, turned to Cuihua and said, "Your cousin is really a character."

"Brother Meng, how can you do this! We are relatives, you can't treat me like this."

"Cuihua, what's wrong with making money at nightclubs? You can enjoy money quickly and you may be lucky. Maybe you have a good luck and will meet a sucker and be kept. Once you are kept, you won't have to worry about this life."

"Impossible, I am absolutely..."

The little fat man said angrily: "Small nonsense. First, get over this kid, and then take the man away."

"I see who dares."

Tang Xiaoyao was also angry. As soon as the voice fell, Duanmudie and Guo De had already come downstairs, and all the crosstalk actors in the backstage came out and gathered towards Tang Xiaoyao.

"I'm really brave. I dare to make trouble in my Defeng Society. Are you from that road?"

Guo De stood beside Tang Xiaoyao and questioned.

"Guo De? I didn't expect that the famous Teacher Guo would even talk to me. But we are not your fans, we are people in the Tao. No matter how famous you are, if you want to participate in this matter today, I promise that your Defeng Club will not be able to continue."

"Oh! I, Guo De, have been in the industry for so many years, and I have never seen any kind of person. Today I really want to see what you have to do to keep my Defeng Club. Apprentices, beat me, don't be polite to them."

Guo De, a master, had nothing to say. Dozens of apprentices behind him rushed up and flew around the little fat man and others.

The fat guys and the others are not vegetarians, and each of them brings weapons. Without giving Guo De's apprentices too many opportunities, the fat guy first took out a machete from his waist, waved his crosstalk actors in front of him, shouting: "Come here if you are not afraid of death."

The other gangsters also brought out weapons. Although Guo De's apprentices can fight, they are not from high-education. Most of them are from rural areas, but they really dare not fight with machetes.

Tang Xiaoyao strode forward and grabbed the little fat man's hand holding the knife with one click. With a click, he directly broke the little fat man's hand holding the knife.

"ah……"

The little fat man screamed, and the other gangsters pointed the knife at Tang Xiaoyao.

"Boy, don't mess around, let our boss go immediately."

"Let him go? Since he has come to the door, you must leave something. This hand can be cut off directly."

Tang Xiaoyao just caught the machete in the little fat man's hand, and he had already raised the machete, and was about to chop it down.
Chapter completed!
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