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Chapter 133 Oh my god, my knee hurts(1/2)

If one piece of glass door is smashed, there will be a second and third piece!

At the entrance of Guomei Department Store, a group of young people of unknown origins got in through the broken glass door very quickly.

On the contrary, the customers who originally leaned on the door and looked in did not rush in to grab anything.

Instead, he stepped back in fear and started talking a lot:

"Damn it! Who are these people? Why did they break down the door?"

"This is the territory owned by the State Coal Company. If it is smashed, we will not be compensated?"

"That's right! I'm just here to exchange goods, and I don't want to make such a big deal with others."

"Hey, why do I feel like those people don't look like ordinary people? Look at how they're dressed!"

"When you say that, it's true! All of them have long hair, whether they are boys or girls."

People who really needed to return or exchange goods did not follow up to grab things, but retreated one by one.

Some state coal workers even fled the scene in a hurry without exchanging goods, for fear that they would be implicated and be given a serious demerit by their employer, or even be fired.

The group of young people who broke in didn't look like they needed to "rob" anything.

They didn't even take a look at the sparse goods on the counter. Instead, they took the time to find something handy and smash it!

For a moment, the sound of crackling and smashing, like firecrackers exploding, came from the department store.

The counter is made entirely of glass, which is very fragile and makes a very harsh sound when smashed.

Some people took a larger rectangular tape recorder from Sichen's stationery counter and smashed his counter to pieces.

Some people just picked up wooden chairs and threw them everywhere!

Wherever the wooden chair passed, there was a mess, with glass shards flying everywhere.

Some people were carrying the items from Song Gang’s pots and pans counter and throwing them everywhere.

The fragile ceramic bowl will shatter into pieces wherever it hits.

The strange thing is that none of them went to the second floor, and no one went to the shoe area at the back of the first floor.

Thirty or forty people gathered at Si Chen and Song Gang's counter, using all their strength to smash it like crazy!

It was as if it had been discussed in advance, and there was actually a person dispatching and directing——

"Hurry up! I'll give you the task I assigned you first!"

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"Hey - what the hell are you doing? Who told you to take things with your hands!"

"Put it down! Put that electronic watch down for me!"

"And you, what are you doing with a pen? Are you fucking literate?"

"You're a gangster, what are you doing with a pen? Are you going to fight and poke someone's asshole?"

"Hey! Get out of here! What cigarettes are you bringing?"

"Bald brother, I'll get a box of Ashima..."

"Anima! How the hell did you think about getting Ashima?"

"Hold on tight and evacuate after I finish it!"

The bald guy with big shoulders and round waist has a pair of toad glasses on the bridge of his nose and thick gold chains hanging around his neck and wrists.

He snatched the Ashima from his younger brother's hand, opened it, took one out, put it in his mouth and lit it.



The first person to know about the situation here was Song Gang.

As if he had been mentally prepared, he ran to the backyard and shouted:

"Brothers, copy the guy!"

Many drivers who were washing their cars, or drivers who were lying down and sleeping in the back seat of the driver's seat, immediately entered a fight.

They all picked up the steel pipe from the driver's seat and followed Song Gang to the door of the department store opposite.

However, what I never expected was——

There was a person standing at the door of the department store with three floors inside and three floors surrounded by Guazhong!

A man's tall and tall back.

A simple white shirt and black pants, looks quite ordinary.

It's just that the man was holding a shotgun in his hand!

This is very unusual!

The crowd backed away one after another, automatically keeping a distance of five meters from him.

But everyone couldn't bear their curiosity and wanted to take a look at the excitement.

So, he was surrounded by a semicircular arc.

After Song Gang and others squeezed into the crowd, this was what they saw.

Song Gang was so anxious that he ran forward and whispered:

"Si Chen, Director Song has been hunting down role models everywhere recently. How come you came out with a gun?"

Si Chen held up the shotgun in one hand and held the cigarette in the other. He took a long puff, turned around, grinned, and asked:

"Is my posture adequate for pretense?"

Song Gang:...I am speechless!

"What are you doing, kid? You must not get caught! While Director Song is back to lead the team, let's go! Let's go quickly! My brothers and I are here to protect you!"

Si Chen smiled and asked again: "Does this guy I have look familiar to you?"

Song Gang had time to take a closer look, but he couldn't help but his eyes suddenly widened:

"Fuck!"

Shout loudly!

Song Gang subconsciously looked around, then deliberately lowered his voice and said:

"This is my fucking one!"

Song Gang lowered his voice and asked angrily:

"My gun has been hidden very well. Where did you find it?"

"Your sister found it for me." Of course Si Chen would not tell him:

I lied to Song Qianqian and said you had been kidnapped.

Song Gang looked at the sky speechlessly for a while, frowned, and said:

"Go quickly and don't cause trouble!"

Si Chen smiled evilly, raised his shotgun into the sky, and said with confidence:

"Brother Gangzi, when you were a kid, did you play with mice squatting in holes?"

At this time, how could Song Gang have time to chat with him?

"Brother! I beg you, put down the gun and leave quickly! It's too late if you don't leave!"

All of Song Gang's attention was on the shotgun in Si Chen's hand.

"Brother Gangzi, you take the brothers to squat on both sides of the gate, and I'll come to alert the snake."

"What?"

Suddenly——

boom!!!

A loud gunshot sounded!

The crowd watching the excitement around them were not frightened at all, because they all saw Si Chen raising his gun into the sky early!

Therefore, the firing of the gun did not deter everyone from eating melons and watching the excitement.

Song Gang, on the other hand, was so shocked that he yelled:

"Fuck! What are you doing?"

The group of second-rate thugs who were smashing things inside were always paying attention to what was going on outside.

When the bald man heard this sound, he immediately judged it to be a gunshot. After all, he had been on the road for so many years.

"Fuck stop it!" The bald brother scolded, pushed the boy next to him, and said:

"You, go out and give me a look to see who is coming!"

The little brother had no choice but to walk toward the door out of fear.
To be continued...
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