Female President's Ace Soldier

"Do you think I'm stupid or blind?"

Ma Minghui gave Zhou Dahu a sideways glance, he understood this guy's wolfish ambition, so he grabbed two chains, got up and walked out of the shop.

"Little brother, if you sell something sincerely, just keep the two chains. I will give you 2000 yuan in cash, which is considered a favor for you!"

Seeing that Ma Minghui was about to leave, Zhou Dahu hurriedly caught up and blocked the way.

Seeing this, the security guard at the door of the store quickly put his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, and quickly formed a united front with Zhou Dahu.

"Are you trying to buy and sell by force?"

Ma Minghui stopped and looked at the two people in front of him with a smirk.

"Little brother, I only gave you this price because of our predestined relationship—"

Zhou Dahu still looked at Ma Minghui with a lost smile. He was bound to get these two chains today, because he felt that the things in Ma Minghui's hands came in a wrong way.

"Boss Zhou, do you think I'm ignorant? If you really want two chains, if you give 2 yuan, you will definitely not lose money—otherwise we have nothing to talk about!"

Ma Minghui spoke righteously, and there was no room for negotiation at all.

Zhou Dahu's two small eyeballs rolled around, stretched out five fingers and gritted his teeth, and said, "Up to five thousand, and I won't give you any more money!"

"Then this business is out of the question!"

Ma Minghui dodged to the side of the two people blocking the way and continued to walk outside.

Zhou Dahu hurriedly gave the security guard a wink, the security guard understood, and immediately stretched his legs to trip Ma Minghui.

Ma Minghui suddenly raised his leg and stomped hard on the security guard's foot, and a scream of "ah" sounded in the empty hall.

The security guard with a painful face followed and sat down on the ground, and the three saleswomen in the store were already pale with fright.

Zhou Dahu saw that Ma Minghui was a trainer, and he might not be able to take advantage of him if he forced himself to do so, so he quickly pulled his left hand, and bravely continued to apologize, "Little brother, don't worry, I'll call the boss above me." Call, if he agrees, I will withdraw the money for you immediately."

"I'll give you 5 minutes!" Ma Minghui took out his phone and pretended to check the time.

Zhou Dahu nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay!"

"Xiao Wang, hurry up and make a cup of tea for this brother!" After pulling Ma Minghui to the small round table and sitting down, Zhou Dahu gave another order to the freckled girl before, and then quickly ran into the curtain to make a phone call.

After the freckle queen got the order, she immediately found a paper cup and bravely made a cup of tartary buckwheat tea for Ma Minghui.

Ma Minghui looked at the security guard who was still sitting one meter away and rubbed his feet, and said with a smile, "Dude, do you know the end of the sneak attack?"

Seeing Ma Minghui's strong body, the security guard knew that he was no match for him, and he didn't dare to argue with him, so he had to endure the pain and crawl to the side to continue rubbing his legs.

5 minutes passed quickly.

However, Zhou Dahu was still hiding in the curtain and did not show up for a long time.

Ma Minghui yelled in a loud voice on purpose, "Boss, don't you want something? I'll leave if I don't want it!"

"Yes—of course! Our boss agrees, and I'll go to the bank to withdraw money for you right away, little brother, please sit down for a few more minutes."

Zhou Dahu heard the voice, and then came out from the curtain with a sly smile to greet Ma Minghui; Ma Minghui saw that this guy still wanted to play tricks, but he didn't tell the truth, so he deliberately looked at the phone and said, "Then I will give you another 5 minutes .”

"Okay, I'll go out to get the money right away." Zhou Dahu said while giggling and walked out of the store.

Two minutes later, the kid led four uniformed policemen in with a treacherous face, pointed at Ma Minghui at the round table, and said, "Officer, that's the man who wants to come to us to sell the stolen goods."

"Boy, take out your ID card and let's take a look." A middle-aged policeman with a Chinese face and his hands behind his back walked up to Ma Minghui; the other three young policemen quickly surrounded Ma Minghui.

Ma Minghui glanced at the epaulettes on the four people's shoulders, and found that they were all curved bars. He immediately understood: These people are all accomplices invited by Zhou Dahu, and they are definitely not real policemen. It seems that they want to blackmail others. !

"Who keeps their ID card with them all day?" Ma Minghui sneered, and turned his scorching gaze to Zhou Dahu, "Boss Zhou, this shop is yours, right? How could there be a boss above you? I think you were Go in and call these fake policemen?"

"Who are you calling a fake policeman? Kid, be more polite! Look at what I'm holding!" Guo Zi was furious, and immediately took off the handcuffs on his back and shook them in front of Ma Minghui.

Zhou Dahu immediately sternly said, "Officer, what are you waiting for, quickly handcuff this kid!"

"It's necessary! But we never arrest people randomly, boy—tell me what you do, and where did you get the stolen goods?" If you want to look like a policeman, how can you arrest people randomly?

"Do you believe me when I say that I am also a policeman? I got everything on me from bad guys like you!" Ma Minghui glanced at the Chinese character face, then put his mouth in front of Zhou Dahu and said with a sinister smile.

Zhou Dahu was furious immediately, "Look at the police officer, he himself admits that this is someone else's stolen goods, right? Arrest him, arrest him!"

"In this case, I'm sorry!"

Guozi's face darkened, and he immediately stretched out his hand to grab Ma Minghui's hand.

Ma Minghui raised his leg and used it with a move to lift his vaginal leg, followed by several consecutive leg sweeps, side kicks, straight punches, and uppercuts. In less than half a minute, the four fake policemen were knocked down by this kid.

"Boss Zhou, do you know that it is illegal to ask someone to pretend to be a policeman?" After cleaning up a few guys around him, Ma Minghui snatched the handcuffs from Guozilian's hands and put them on Zhou Dahu's hands.On the side, the Chinese character face was still lying on the ground in cold sweat, covering his crotch, while the other three fake policemen were also lying on the ground for a long time, unable to get up after being severely beaten by Ma Minghui.

When the three saleswomen in the store saw Ma Minghui's hands, they all screamed and lay down under the counter.

"Little brother - I don't know them at all! How could I ask someone to pretend to be a policeman!"

The handcuffs are all on his hands, but Zhou Dahu is not being honest.

Without further ado, Ma Minghui took out the handcuff key on Guozilian's body and carried Zhou Dahu out of the shop.

Zhou Dahu didn't know why, so he could only yell pitifully, "What are you doing? What are you doing in broad daylight?"

"I hate a profiteer like you the most in my life, especially a profiteer who uses tricks to entrap customers! You think I'm easy to bully because I look honest? I called a few fake police over and tried to confiscate my things, and then you To make a fortune? Are you dreaming!"

Ma Minghui pushed Zhou Dahu to an electric pole outside the store while talking, and some passers-by stopped to watch the excitement.

Zhou Dahu thought his wishful thinking was accurate, but Ma Minghui saw through it at a glance, and now he really regrets it.

"Little brother, I have no idea what you're talking about!"

How could Zhou Dahu admit his crime under the eyes of everyone?So he couldn't help sobbing with a crying face.

Ma Minghui didn't say much. After pushing Zhou Dahu to the side of the electric pole, he quickly uncuffed his right hand, then handcuffed the boy to the electric pole, and shouted to the spectators loudly, "Everyone, come and see Ah, this Boss Zhou Dahu, in order to steal other people's things, even called a few hooligans to act as policemen—"