If you have a disagreement, just take action?

Everyone was confused. Did this Zhang Daman take the courage of the ambitious leopard?

The slap was heard, you should know that the big yellow belly is not comparable to the local snake's sound snake gang.

It is definitely not accidental to be able to operate silk stores in an orderly manner in the old market and to promote primary products such as silk cocoons to raise prices through the black market, and almost become the leader in prices.

He was able to do so well, and his upstream customers were definitely strong.

Otherwise, it is impossible to raise prices and make the cocoon too high.

Zhang Daman, who had borrowed his courage, even gave Dadu Huang a big mouth when he disagrees.

Ji Fugui was stunned, with innocent eyes, and was stunned for self-respect.

The staff from the Silk Store also stopped, put down their work and watched.

"Haha, Boss Huang, are you a little more awake?" Zhang Daman smiled calmly as if nothing had happened, as if he slapped himself in the face and did not take it seriously at all.

Be more sober? Your grandma has big legs. Try it if you want me to slap you to see if you are awake!

Big belly yellow and her face turned green with anger. Her eyes widened, her pupils dilated, her neck was thick, and she shouted: "I'm the last person to Zhang, you're looking for trouble, right? Come on!"

"Crack!"

In the blink of an eye, the shop's guys pulled out the shiny watermelon knife from the bags, rushed over with the tide, stood behind the big yellow belly, and bowed in unison: "Boss!"

A hint of coldness appeared on his big yellow face, and a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'm the last person to see you today, what is the world!"

Zhang Daman glanced at the guy holding the watermelon knife behind Dadu Huang. Judging from his posture, he really underestimated Dadu Huang's strength.

He doesn't seem to be both black and white, maybe this turtle is just a mess.

In this era, being in a society is also a way out.

However, Zhang Daman was not afraid and laughed calmly, "Just rely on these jumping clowns?"

Dadu Huang has experienced Zhang Daman's strength, a master who even dares to attack the Snake Gang. If he really wants to start, he may not be able to get a little advantage.

However, when you come out and spend time, you only care about face. If you lose your life, you cannot lose face.

Moreover, if Zhang Damangang wins this game, this little bastard will be honest and disciplined in the future, and will not mess around and raise his value.

He even began to suspect in his heart that Zhang Daman did not have much strength. He was clearly a gangster from the countryside. He sold cocoons for the first time and bragged that his annual output was tens of thousands of kilograms. Damn, this batch of six or seven hundred kilograms. According to this quantity, the big belly yellow is very clear. Even if he has a full calculation, he can buy his cocoons of thousands of kilograms in a year.

This little turtle obviously exaggerated ten times. Originally, based on the output of tens of thousands of pounds, the big belly still made a profit, but I thought, I would suffer a loss.

But at this moment, the difference is ten times! It’s just a real loss from his pocket. No, to be precise, it’s a robbery.

Uncle is so tolerant, but aunt can’t bear it anymore. If you tear off your face, you will tear off your face. Nowadays, you can make a living by making a living. Who doesn’t have a head on your shoulders?

Dadu Huang made up his mind, waved his hand, and greeted the guy and thug behind him, "Brothers, come on and cut him!"

With this order, these guys and thugs dared not to obey. They grabbed the watermelon knife and fucked Zhang Daman.

Ji Fugui was so scared that he was about to wet his pants. He quickly turned around, got into the driver's seat of the van, locked the window, curled up in the driver's seat, and didn't dare to leave.

Zhang Daman would not expect Ji Fugui to fight side by side with him. When he saw that the situation was not good, he clenched his fists, punched him in the face of the guy who was rushing in front, and broke the guy's nose with a punch, snorted coldly, grabbed a watermelon knife from his hand, waved the watermelon knife, and pointed at the guy, "Then you guys want to lie down in the hospital, right?"

Zhang Daman thought to himself that he should be very handsome at this time, but unfortunately, no one took a photo of himself so handsome, which made him look like he was filming a movie.

However, he knew in his heart that this was not a movie, but a real move. These turtle bastards were timid in their daily lives. When they encountered a fight, they all seemed to be desperate and desperate, regardless of it, and rushed up with a stern tongue.

Damn, even if you fight, you cannot kill anyone. If you kill someone, your future will be over.

There was no way, and he could only use the trick of capturing the thief first. He suddenly slid down from a friend's watermelon knife, and rushed over, twisted his big yellow collar, and directly hit the big yellow neck with a watermelon knife. He shouted at the guys who rushed over, "Here's the fuck, who's going forward to try step by step, I chopped his dog head with one knife."

Big belly Huang was suddenly attacked by Zhang Daman, and the watermelon knife was placed on his neck. It was also scary. His legs were trembling and he collapsed in an instant. He quickly raised his hands and begged: "Brother Zhang, no, Brother Zhang, show mercy, you can say something, and you can say something..."

Zhang Daman blushed, stared at the big belly yellow, and replied coldly: "It's too late!"

The big belly and yellow face were blue and purple, and his heart couldn't help but "shock". Damn, what is this damn Zhang Daman? I thought that he could easily settle him with his friends and thugs, but in less than three minutes, Zhang Daman caught him.

The current situation is that people are the slaughter and I am the fish, so I can’t help but not give in.

"No, Brother Zhang, Grandpa Zhang, make a fortune with kindness. I am willing to promise to buy your cocoons at 45 per catty. How about it? As long as you have a lot of them, spare me..."

"Hmph, the surname Huang, don't think that in the whole Lingfeng County, you can only do the black market business of this cocoon. I will tell you, I won't sell it to you!" Zhang Daman's words were louder than the big yellow face slapped with a few big mouths.

Is there anyone in Lingfeng County who has more channels to do the black market business of silkworm cocoons than him? Why haven’t he heard of it?

Of course he didn't hear that Zhang Daman just scared him, but even if he scared him, Zhang Daman suddenly had an idea in his mind. Since Big Belly Yellow could find upstream buyers, hype up silkworm cocoons, and raise prices, why can't Big Belly Yellow be filtered out and go directly to the next house?
Chapter completed!