There Is A Dragon In My Well

"boss!"

Seeing Chu Qiu appear, Qin Ming shouted quickly.

In public, calling boss is obviously inappropriate.

The other people in Truman also shouted boss.

"Um."

Chu Qiu nodded, walked forward and looked at the man leading the group, and said calmly: "You set up roadblocks at the head of the village and maliciously charged fees. Do the higher-ups know about this kind of thing?"

"Boy, be careful what you say. What is malicious charging?"

The man in the lead looked arrogant: "I can tell you, there are regulations here. Big trucks like yours are not allowed to pass through us!"

"But the road is built by our boss. It's not impossible to be accommodating if you want. You just need to pay the toll."

The leading man showed a look that said you know what.

Chu Qiu raised an eyebrow: "Logically speaking, large trucks should not take the road in the village, but you have also seen that our trucks are pulling daily necessities, not heavy goods, and they are for disaster relief and for the people. They have something to eat and something to drink.”

"You are braving the disdain of the world by blocking us like this."

"It is true that large trucks may damage the road if they pass by. We understand charging a toll, but no one is a fool. Think about it clearly. How much will it cost?"

"Huh? Why are you threatening me? Don't use a chicken feather as a command arrow and risk the disapproval of the world. Let me tell you, we built this road ourselves. Have you ever thought about it? Without this number, don't even think about it!"

The leading man sneered and raised his hand, spreading five fingers.

"Fifty, right? OK! Qin Ming, give him the money!"

Chu Qiu’s lips curled up.

"What the hell, fifty? Do you think you're going to be a beggar?"

The leading man cursed angrily, waved his hand and a group of people immediately blocked him behind him.

"Oh? How many do you want?" Chu Qiu said with a faint smile.

"Five hundred! Five hundred for each car. If it's a dime less, get out of here!"

The leading man cursed, then took out a sign and stuck it on the roadside. There was a QR code for payment on it.

"It's quite keeping pace with the times, right? The QR code has been typed out."

Chu Qiu looked at the leading man and raised his eyebrows and said, "I've said everything that needs to be said, are you sure you won't let me?"

"Stop talking nonsense to me. If you don't have five hundred, get out. Don't block the intersection and be an eyesore!"

The leading man cursed impatiently.

"Okay, five hundred, right? I'll give it!"

Chu Qiu immediately snorted and stepped forward.

"Wouldn't it be great to be like this earlier? Momojiji!"

The leading man sneered and was about to pick up the QR code sign when a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

Snapped!

A hard slap on the face.

The leading man was immediately confused.

"Five hundred cars, right?"

Chu Qiu smiled faintly and said without looking back: "Qin Ming, count how many trucks there are on this trip."

"Boss, no more, no less, fifty cars!"

Qin Ming chuckled, rubbed his hands and wished he could go up.

"Fifty cars? Yeah, got it!"

Chu Qiu nodded, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped him with another big ear-scratcher.

The leading man spun 270 degrees on the spot, with five finger prints swollen on his face.

"Five hundred cars, right..."

"One!"

Snapped!

"Two!"

Snapped!

"Three! Four!"

Bang bang...

After the fan reached the back, Chu Qiu didn't bother to count, and just started fanning wildly.

The big-eared scraper and fan make a sound like flowing clouds and flowing water.

All the onlookers were dumbfounded.

Qin Ming was even more excited when he saw it. This big-eared fan made him excited.

"You bastards, how dare you do something? You're tired of living, aren't you?"

After the leading man was slapped by Chu Qiu more than twenty times in one breath, the group of people behind him finally realized what was happening. They rushed forward with angrily curses, raised their shovels and swung them at Chu Qiu's body.

"Fuck, you've rebelled!"

"See if I can't kill you!"

These people obviously felt that they had a backer and were used to being arrogant, and they struck hard and cruelly.

But they ignored Qin Ming and the elite Chumen behind him.

Almost at the moment when they picked up the thing in their hands, Qin Ming's face darkened and he rushed over in a flash.

"Bang bang bang!"

Like a ferocious tiger, he stood in front of Chu Qiu, kicked several guys throwing things away on the spot, and threw them hard on the cement road, wiping off a layer of skin on his body.

"If you dare to offend our boss, you are seeking death!"

Qin Ming's face was cold, and a chill broke out all over his body. He was completely different from the temperament he had just rubbing his hands.

Several people were thrown hard and their skin was scratched. They were not willing to give up.

"I'm going to fuck your mother, I'll break your legs today!"

"Let me see who of you dares to touch whoever dares to touch the other!"

They stood up and threatened the people behind Qin Ming with angry faces.

Too bad they threatened the wrong person.

Behind Qin Ming, they are all the elites of Chumen who have experienced hundreds of battles.

As soon as the words of these people were spoken, the disciples of Truman rushed forward and started punching and kicking them.

Bang bang bang...

Bang bang bang...

The punches and blows to the flesh kept sounding, and the few people who had just threatened to break people's legs and refused to move, suddenly screamed for mercy with bruises and swollen faces.

"Brother, brother! Don't do it, don't do it, I was wrong, wrong!"

"Stop it now, we don't care anymore, you can just go by as you like, I beg you not to fight..."

"Ouch, stop fighting, stop fighting, we know we were wrong..."

"Wrong? What's wrong?!"

Qin Ming sneered and asked loudly.

"We were wrong, really wrong, we shouldn't have accepted your dirty money..."

"We shouldn't open our mouth like a lion..."

"You can live as you please, we won't charge you..."

Several people screamed.

Compared with the real Truman elite, their arrogance is nothing to mention!

"Do you have a long memory?"

Chu Qiu also stopped and looked at the leading man and the group of people with a sneer.

"I have a long memory, I have a long memory..."

The leading man was also frightened by the beating, his head nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

“It’s good to have a long memory!”

Chu Qiu slapped his face with her palm a few times and said to Qin Ming: "Qin Ming, pay them fifty yuan for each car."

"We can't let them receive this beating in vain."

"Yes, boss!"

Qin Ming then returned to his original posture and said with a smile: "Look, our boss is so young and so kind-hearted!"

As he said that, he asked the brothers on the side to collect the cash and threw it in front of several people.

“I don’t scan the QR code when I have money on my phone, I just like to smash money in my face!”

"Hey!"

Qin Ming smiled sinisterly at a few people, then waved to the people behind him: "Get back in the car, let the masters drive, let's go!"

A huge convoy drove past the village.

It was only then that the kind-faced old man realized that the young man who asked him just now was the boss of this group of people.