Ultimate Soldiers

Chapter 27 Being Despised by a Group of Ghosts
"Xiao Pan, this is your relative! Then you should pay more attention to her."

The old policeman came over with the same surprised expression, frowning and telling Pan Shuang'er.

"Captain Li! What's going on?" Pan Shuang'er heard something wrong from the old policeman, and asked with a frown. She still didn't forget to show Zhou Xuebing a sneer full of meaning.

"This girl didn't think about it for a while, and almost jumped off the stairs. Thanks to this brother, he saved her at his own risk..." The old policeman sighed and roughly explained the matter.

"What? Why are you so stupid? Uncle is gone and we are still here!..." Pan Shuang'er finally realized the seriousness of the situation, and no longer cared about Zhou Xuebing. She hugged Chen Yawen with a solemn face, half scolding and half persuading to comfort her Chen Yawen.

"Brother, let Xiao Pan watch over this girl for now, let's go through the formalities first."

The old policeman sighed several times in succession, seeing Chen Yawen's mood gradually calm down, a little smile appeared on his face, and he came over to greet Zhou Xuebing softly.

Of course, Zhou Xuebing has no objection to this, it's not right to finish the formalities early and leave early.

The two walked to the office beside them and registered some details in detail, including Zhou Xuebing's identity information, etc., and everything was over.

After telling the veteran policeman, Zhou Xuebing turned and left.

Pan Shuang'er and Chen Yawen were no longer in the corridor of the police station, and it was unknown where the two cousins ​​had gone.

However, Zhou Xuebing didn't expect the two of them to be grateful to him, so he pouted and walked away from the police station.

"You don't want to repay your kindness, good man!" The old policeman looked at Zhou Xuebing's back from the window and sighed sincerely.

If he knew that Zhou Xuebing had taken advantage of the sisters Pan Shuanger and Chen Yawen today, leaving the last layer of relationship without a breakthrough, he probably wouldn't have sighed like this.

……

Leaving the police station, Zhou Xuebing didn't know where to go for a while.

Now it's almost noon, if you rush back to the company, you can still go to work in the afternoon, but thinking about the small duty room, Zhou Xuebing has no desire to go back at all.

Anyway, he was going out on business now, so after a little hesitation, Zhou Xuebing turned around and headed for Changhe Road.

Although Changhe Road is a famous night snack street, there are also many shops open during the day. Zhou Xuebing is quite satisfied with the delicious food here, so he naturally wants to solve the problem of lunch here when he comes here.

After ordering a few side dishes, Zhou Xuebing ate slowly.

He still has an afternoon to spend, so there's no need to rush.

Just as he was eating slowly, a very tall and sturdy man appeared on Changhe Road. This man was dressed in ordinary clothes, but there was a clearly visible scar on his face. Such a ferocious face made him full of emotions. With a tyrannical aura, when the people walking beside him saw him, they couldn't help feeling a sense of fear in their hearts.

Walking slowly on Changhe Road, this man also looked leisurely, as if he was taking a walk.When he stepped into the food stall where Zhou Xuebing was, Zhou Xuebing who was eating suddenly raised his head, and the eyes of the two met. After a short pause, Zhou Xuebing and the strange man grinned at the same time.

"Boss, add more food."

The man with the scar face stepped across from Zhou Xuebing and yelled loudly.

"No, these dishes are enough for us to eat. It's hard to earn money now, so it's better to save some money." Zhou Xuebing waved his hand, signaling the store to ignore the man with the scar.

Originally rushing to Zhou Xuebing's side excitedly, the smiling boss, who was about to order, turned darker when he heard Zhou Xuebing's words.

"Poor guy, he can't bear to add two dishes."

The shop owner grumbled, expressing his dissatisfaction, and wanted to return to the back kitchen.

At this moment, the man with the scar face appeared in front of the shop owner in a flash, pinching his neck with one hand, and lifted him into the air.

Uh!Uh!
The shop owner's face was blood red, his body was hanging in the air, struggling feebly.The tyrannical aura emanating from this fierce scarred man scared the shop owner a little out of his wits.

He is just a small businessman, bullying the weak and fearing the strong has become an instinct. He never thought that one day he would get into trouble with such a fierce person who is ready to kill at the slightest disagreement.

"Okay, third child, it's time for you to restrain your temper."

Zhou Xuebing took a mouthful of food, glanced at the man with the scar from the corner of his eye, and said.

call!
Zhou Xuebing's words seemed to be an imperial decree, the man with the scar threw the shop owner aside, and returned to the opposite of Zhou Xuebing.

"Third brother, this is not South America, not a battlefield, so your style of doing things should change a bit..."

Zhou Xuebing's voice was so soft that only the man with the scar and himself could hear it.

"In this peaceful environment, we are talking about power, money, not force. By the way, how much money do you have with you now?" Zhou Xuebing Chunchun taught the scarred man, and the scarred man didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. It wasn't until Zhou Xuebing asked him that he nodded and took out a wad of money from his pocket.

The shop owner who was standing aside with a gloomy face was thinking about whether he should call the police, but when he saw the action of the man with the scar taking out the money, the shop owner immediately looked over excitedly.

The pile of colorful things on the table that looked like money immediately dissipated the excitement on the shop owner's face.

If the man with the scar got out money, the owner of the store was already planning to find a way to blackmail Zhou Xuebing and the man with the scar and extort all the money.

But the pile of colorful things on the table made him feel disappointed for a while.

"Damn it, the picture book I tore out from somewhere is also in my arms, so this kind of poor people will use this method to pretend to be rich."

Like the shop owner, Zhou Xuebing was sitting in front of the man with the scar, looking at the pile of banknotes on the table, with a look of depression on his face.

"Third, at least you exchanged dollars and euros before you came back."

The somewhat speechless Zhou Xuebing took the stack of euros on the table in his hands. These euros were all of the largest denomination of 4000 yuan, and one piece was almost equal to [-] yuan. Such a stack of banknotes added up to hundreds of thousands .

Zhou Xuebing originally wanted to use money to stun the snobby shop owner, so he would give the third child an example to show him the power of money.

But now, just by looking at the shop owner's eyes, Zhou Xuebing knew that the boss absolutely didn't know Euros. Even if he threw a cartful of Euros at him, he would think that these Euros were all fakes.

"Hey buddy."

Zhou Xuebing glanced around the food stall, and finally his eyes fell on a young man working in this food stall.

This boy should be a nearby college student. Many college students would come to Changhe Road to do part-time jobs during their work-study programs.

The college boy looked at Zhou Xuebing in confusion, and after confirming that Zhou Xuebing was calling him, he walked up to Zhou Xuebing, smiled a little shyly, and said.

"Well, what happened?"

"I have some euros here, and I need to exchange them into RMB urgently. Now I will give it to you. Can you find the nearest bank and exchange it for me?"

Zhou Xuebing said with a natural smile.

"Wang Haishan, you can help the customer to exchange it to see if someone will find an excuse that there is no RMB settlement and pay me these euros that I don't know where to come from." The shop owner who has been watching coldly from the sidelines suddenly said.

He finally sees it now, the two people in front of their feelings are singing together, just to fool himself by performing such a play, and have a good meal, and now he is [-]% sure that that pile of shitty euros is definitely fake money, No, it's not even counterfeit money, it's just scrap paper cut from there.

The young man named Wang Haishan glanced at the store owner. Since the store owner had already spoken, he didn't hesitate much. He took the stack of euros from Zhou Xuebing's hand and ran out to find a bank to exchange them.

"Pretentious, don't look at the clothes you are wearing, a small security guard, a migrant worker, what kind of shit euros are you wearing?"

The shop owner looked coldly at Zhou Xuebing and the man with the scar, and deliberately muttered and mocked them.

These words reached the ears of the man with the scar, and his ferocious face glanced at the shop owner in a daze, and the shop owner didn't dare to say anything anymore, he lowered his head and hid in the back kitchen, only occasionally poking his head out of the back kitchen Take a look to prevent Zhou Xuebing and the man with the scar from eating the overlord's meal.

"Old man, why are you here?"

With no other people around to disturb him, Zhou Xuebing started talking to the scarred man in a low voice.

"It's all gone. Since the boss left, the brothers are also a little bored. There are not many people who left one after another. I came here to see if I can invite you back, as long as you go back, no matter what the brothers are now. Wherever you are, I will definitely come back to you."

The man with the scar moved his mouth, revealing a smile uglier than crying.

Zhou Xuebing paused for a moment, then quietly picked up and ate vegetables, and then slowly shook his head after a while.

"Now that I've left, I won't be going back."

The man with the scar took a look at Zhou Xuebing and stopped talking. He took the chopsticks from the side and began to eat the dishes on the plate.

His eating was ugly, as if he hadn't eaten for many days.

"Rand bun, it won't be the first time to eat such a delicious dish." The shop owner hiding in the back kitchen glanced at Zhou Xuebing and the scarred man, and was immediately sneered by the scarred man's eating, but he sneered After that, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Brother Wolf, it's me, Old Wang from the Shunchang food stall, someone is making trouble here, come and help calm down the situation..."

The owner of the food stall was quietly making small movements in the back kitchen. Zhou Xuebing and the man with the scar had vaguely sensed it, but neither of them took it seriously, and they still sat there, burying their heads in eating.

After eating all the dishes on the table, Zhou Xuebing wiped his mouth, and then chatted with the scarred man.

"Third, what are your plans next?"

"There is a small problem in Africa, and I need to go and deal with it." Just being rejected by Zhou Xuebing, the man with the scar didn't seem to be disappointed or depressed, and he shook his head and said.This is not to say that he doesn't value Zhou Xuebing in his heart, but because he knows Zhou Xuebing too well, knowing that as long as his elder brother makes a decision, even if the king of heaven comes, he will never be able to change his decision.

"Your temper is suitable for such a life. By the way, how are the brothers doing now, where is the monkey? Where is the old butcher?..." Zhou Xuebing shook his head and smiled, and asked the names of several people one after another. Several people were brothers who had fought with him before, but now they were on different sides, and Zhou Xuebing didn't know what their current situation was.

In fact, Zhou Xuebing also wanted to ask about the situation of the international organizations they had been hostile to, but after hesitating for a while, he still didn't ask.

Now that he has returned here and got rid of the old days, Zhou Xuebing feels that he really doesn't need to worry so much.

"They are all doing well. Monkey is now in the United States. It seems that he has established a company and the business is doing well..."

The man with the scar on his face was not impatient with Zhou Xuebing's question, and told everyone's situation in detail.

"Fortunately, everyone is doing well."

Zhou Xuebing secretly sighed in his heart.

And at this moment, Wang Haishan, a young migrant worker who was ordered by Zhou Xuebing to exchange euros just now, ran in from outside in a panic, carrying a big bag in his hand.

"Wang Haishan, how's it going? Did you get any money?"

The shop owner who was hiding in the back kitchen rushed out and asked the young migrant worker Wang Haishan with a sneer on his face.

(End of this chapter)