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At the entrance of the Sunshine Community, a new coffee shop opened last month. The decoration style is small and fresh. Although the place is not a luxurious location, it is not far from the beaten track.

It's a bit difficult to keep a constant stream of customers, but it's not like what it is now. It's been open for more than a month, let alone people, and you can't even see a ghost.

"Tell me yourself, how many times have I come this month!"

Standing at the front desk of the coffee shop was a little old man in a cotton vest, with one hand akimbo, and the other was shaking a big cattail fan vigorously, the sweat dripped from the creases at the corners of his eyes to his chin, and his shoulders were pinned. A conspicuous red armband, if you look carefully, the three characters of Neighborhood Committee are written in yellow paint.

"At my age, in this hot weather, who wants to run outside every day!"

Seeing the person on the opposite side bowed his head and did not speak, the old man became even more arrogant, and slapped his hands on the stage vigorously, "Where is your boss, go and call him out!"

Regardless of whether the hand hurts or not, this momentum can still bluff people, no, it just happens to bluff one when it hits the wrong way.

The 1.9-meter-high burly man in front of him was stunned by the old man's yelling, and hugged a blue-eyed puppet cat with both hands. After a long time, he murmured, "The boss is not here."

The little old man wanted to get angry, but when he caught a glimpse of the bulging muscle lines on his arm, he dared not speak out.

Members of the community neighborhood committee have a headache when they receive complaints from here. No one wants to come to the door. In fact, he doesn't want to.

"Then when will you come back! I won't see your boss today, so I won't leave here!" As soon as the words came out, the little old man felt a little guilty, but there was nothing he could do. It was only halfway through this month. Residents have complained eighth time, ranging from illegal killings to littering, all kinds of mess.

"I don't know yet." Seeing the old man playing foolishly, the big man was a little flustered. He didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only answer perfunctorily.

As soon as the words fell, the old man's expression immediately turned ugly, and he said angrily, "Does your boss not have a phone?! I have been here so many times, and you still use this excuse to send me away!"

Seeing that he couldn't escape this time, the big man thought about it for a moment, and then nodded hesitantly, "Master, please sit down first, and I'll make a phone call."

"Then hurry up!" The old man urged, frowning and waving his hands.

The big man went up to the second floor with the cat in his arms, and the little old man breathed a sigh of relief after sneaking a few glances.

This place is very mysterious, not only has no customers, even the boss and shop assistants have never seen it, so many times, the person who received him has never seen anyone except today's low-browed and pleasing to the eye man. Once when I came here, I saw a tall and burly man sticking at the door as soon as I entered the door. I was so frightened that I almost gave up on the spot. It was only later that I found out that this big man was a clerk in this store, named Duan Xiu.

Duan Yu's Duan, Juanxiu's Xiu, no one thought she was a big girl when she didn't see her.

Taking advantage of the old man's complaints, Duan Xiu had already reached the door of a room on the second floor. He knocked on it and shouted, "Ah Zhong, are you there?"

After a while, the door opened, and a ferocious face appeared in the room. He was wearing a clean white shirt and trousers, and his full chest muscles held the clothes flat.

"That very fierce uncle is here again. I don't care about it this time. You go down and deal with him yourself!" Duan Xiunong frowned, with a mournful face, and she was pitiful when she put others on her. feel.

A trace of disgust flashed in the eyes of the man called Ah Zhong, and he opened the door to let him in, "Who is going to complain again?"

His room was tidy, with checkered cushions on the wicker chairs on the balcony, an open French novel and an unfinished cup of French coffee on the small square table in front.

"Stand." Seeing Duan Xiu hugging the cat and about to sit on the bed, Ah Zhong hurriedly frowned and stopped.

That Duan Xiu didn't mind his bad tone, and said with a good temper: "Okay, I'll stand, you should quickly think of a way."

Ah Zhong glanced at him, "What way?"

"Why let the old man go!"

"He sits whenever he likes, and he doesn't have any guests anyway." Ah Zhong sat back on the rattan chair indifferently.

"Then how can I do it!" Duan Xiu followed him and panicked: "He is an old man after all, running to us every day under the sun, what should he do if he has a health problem?"

"You are so kind, why don't you ask the boss to close this store, and save those people from looking for trouble all day long." Ah Zhong replied indifferently.

"Don't you dare..." Duan Xiu caressed the cat with an aggrieved face.

Ah Zhong glanced at him, sighed helplessly, and then slowly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

Seeing him start dialing, Duan Xiu was a little surprised and said, "You want to call the boss?"

"No." Ah Zhong said before he could ask, "Call the police."

"Call the police?!" Duan Xiu disagreed, "Why bother the police? They can't handle it."

"Then you go and let the old man go?"

Duan Xiu scratched his head and said, "No, he said he won't leave today if he doesn't see the boss."

"That's fine." Ah Zhong looked away, and said lightly: "I know a small captain in the police station here, so let him do a favor."

Duan Xiu looked guilty, "But I'm scared when I see the police."

"What are you not afraid of?" Ah Zhong said speechlessly.

Seeing that Duan Xiu was silent and did not speak, Ah Zhong handed him the phone, "Then you go and call the boss, and make an agreement first, I will not bear any consequences."

"Then you should call the police." Duan Xiu shoved the phone to him like a snake, "Don't hurt the old man, he still looks like a long-lived person."

Ah Zhong took it, quickly tapped the screen a few times, and the call was connected soon, and a hearty male voice rang from the opposite side.

"Hello? Why are you free to look for me today?"

As soon as Ah Zhong was about to speak, he heard the glass door downstairs seemed to be kicked open vigorously, and the next second that familiar and frightening voice sounded.

"Where are people? Where the hell are they going!"

The voice sounded very young, and a tyrannical anger could be felt just from the tone.

Duan Xiu and Ah Zhong's expressions changed, they looked at each other, and then shouted in unison.

"It's over!"

Duan Xiu ran downstairs in a panic, while Ah Zhong hurriedly said to the phone: "Treasure, this may be my last call."

"Ah! What's the situation?!"

"Did something happen to you?"

"Hello? Talk!"

Ah Zhong was not in the mood to talk to him now, so he hung up the phone after saying nothing, and hurried downstairs with Duan Xiu.

A man in a suit and leather shoes stood at the door of the coffee shop. Although his facial features were not handsome, he looked tough and upright. Unfortunately, there was an ugly long scar on his right cheek, which stretched from the peak of his eyebrows to his temples. Infiltrating evil spirit.

The old man on the chair was taken aback by the sudden appearance, and looked up at the terrifying expression of the man in front of him in fear.

After looking at him a few times, the man turned around and stood by the door. The old man blinked his dry eyes twice, and slowly looked towards the door.

A slender and tall figure walked in from the shadows. This person had waist-length black hair and a pair of sunglasses that almost covered his face on the bridge of his nose. Came out grumpy and surly.

He put his suit jacket on his shoulders, and had a freshly lit cigarette in his mouth. Seeing an old man with a panicked expression sitting inside, he frowned impatiently, "Where is the old man?"

Seeing that the old man seemed dumbfounded by fright, Wen Cheng said coldly to the man with the scar next to him: "Call them."

"Yes." Fang Zhong took out his mobile phone, and as soon as he dialed it, there was a crisp ringtone from the stairwell.

Wen Cheng's eyes seemed to be sensitive, and he locked on the positions of Duan Xiu and Ah Zhong in a second.

When they received the sight of eating people not far away, the two tall and burly men trembled in fear.

"Get out." The three words squeezed out between the teeth, although the tone seemed to be discussing today's weather in a flat tone, but the hidden anger could not help but make people shudder.

Duan Xiu and Ah Zhong seemed to have their hearts in their throats, and they pushed each other out of the corner.

"I told you to look after the store, why the hell are you looking at ghosts? You don't even say hello when the customers come!" Wen Cheng put out his cigarette in the ashtray, and stared at them intently with provocative eyes.

"He...he's not a guest." Duan Xiu clasped her hands in front of her obediently, her head lowered as if she was going to get into her collar, and she explained tremblingly from the side.

"Why aren't guests coming in?" Wen Cheng lowered his eyes, glanced at the little old man on the seat, and seeing the red armband, he frowned and murmured, "Neighborhood committee?"

"What a mess."

The little old man finally came back to his senses, the cotton vest was stuck to his back wetly, although he was afraid in his heart, he still managed to stand up with the support of the table.

"I'm Zhang Aiguo from the neighborhood committee. You have received many complaints from residents here, so I'm here to coordinate with your boss."

Wen Cheng sat on the chair opposite him, annoyed: "I'm the boss, what's the matter?"

Seeing that the old man's face turned pale with fright, Duan Xiugang wanted to speak for him.

Wen Cheng gave him a cold look, "Go away, I'll settle the score with you two later."

"...Oh." Duan Xiu replied pitifully, anxiously waiting for what would happen after the matter was over.

"You are the boss, so I will tell you directly." Zhang Aiguo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly said: "Some residents reported that there is cat abuse in your place."

"Abusing cats?!" Wen Cheng's tone rose, and he said a little loudly: "This cat is delicious and delicious, and it costs tens of thousands of dollars a month. You say I abuse cats?"

That patriotic heart beat like thunder, "The one who abused... the one who abused is from another family."

There was an undeniable tyranny in Wen Cheng's tone, "Don't f*cking make trouble for nothing, whoever said it, let them show evidence."

"We can't disclose the name of the whistleblower." Zhang Aiguo's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and there was some tremor in his tone.

"Then you still say a ball!"

Zhang Aiguo stammered: "Also...and report you for bullying children."

Before Zhang Aiguo finished speaking, Wen Cheng interrupted him impatiently. He looked at Duan Xiu and Ah Zhong at the other end, and said sharply, "Are you bullying?"

Duan Xiu and Ah Zhong shook their heads vigorously, like shaking a rattle drum, and said in unison: "No!"

"Did you hear that?" Wen Cheng waved his hand, "If you hear it, hurry up and leave."

Zhang Aiguo did not give up and said: "Someone complained several times, saying that children often cry when they see you."

Ah Zhong and Duan Xiu have been around for many years. Wen Cheng understands their habits, so he naturally knows the truth of these rumors. He rolled his eyes behind the sunglasses and said speechlessly: "I said, I opened this place, or they opened it ?”

"Go and tell them, if you are so afraid, don't pass by here, a group of people are full of food!"

"But you have to go here..." Zhang Aiguo didn't expect someone to be more unreasonable than him, so he couldn't think of words to refute.

Wen Chengna's little bit of patience was wasted by his nonsense, a cold light flashed in his eyes behind the sunglasses, and his sinister gaze swept across Zhang Patriotic's face inch by inch.

After living for so many years, Zhang Aiguo actually experienced a thrilling sense of oppression from this male and female boy.

"Do you mean to ask me to change a batch of shop assistants, or?" Wen Cheng's voice suddenly dropped.

"...Let me go and gouge out their eyes?"

"Hiss!" Zhang Aiguo gasped in fright, and hurriedly said, "This is a society ruled by law, and you are committing a crime."

Wen Cheng sneered, and said disdainfully: "If you are afraid, just let me walk with your eyes closed. This is my place. I can open it however I want. If I can, let me move. If I can't, don't talk nonsense with me. !"

"Have you finished listening? When you're done listening, just sneak out." Wen Cheng yawned sleepily, and lazily stood up from the stool.

Seeing his ugly face, Zhang Aiguo didn't dare to say anything, took the cattail fan next to him, and went out of the coffee shop like a ghost, his nose was ashamed, and he felt bad luck in his heart.

Seeing Zhang Aiguo being dismissed so easily, Duan Xiu and Ah Zhong were relieved, but at the same time worried about what happened next.

Wen Cheng had a cold face, and was about to speak when a long and heavy siren sounded outside, and several police cars with flashing lights stopped at the door.

Wen Cheng squinted his eyes and exhaled smoke, "Who called the police?"

There was a dead silence in the coffee shop, and then Ah Zhong silently raised his hand.

"...I."

"Boss, this is a misunderstanding, I can solve it"

Wen Cheng grinned his white teeth and interrupted him, and said sullenly, "Tell me."

"Did you report for the old man, or for yourself?"

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