my fairy career

As he said that, the God of Wealth turned his head to look at the little Lolita God of Cookery who was sitting beside him eating a lollipop, and shouted, "Hey, Little God of Cookery, long time no see."

Hearing someone calling her, the little Lolita Chef who was eating a lollipop turned her head and looked at the God of Wealth.

When the little Lolita God of Cookery saw the God of Wealth, her eyes widened, and her eyes were full of surprise.

Seeing the expression on Little Lolita's God of Cookery, God of Wealth was about to say hello with a smile, but the next words of Little Lolita's God of Cookery almost made him faint.

"Ah! You are the bad old man who snatched my lollipop!" Little Lolita Chef pointed at the God of Wealth with her snow-white little finger and said angrily.

The God of Wealth, who was originally smiling, froze when he heard what little Lolita said.

Qin Feng on the side also looked at the God of Wealth with strange eyes.

Even trying to cheat little Lolita's lollipop, this bad old man is really not a good person!
"Ahem..." God of Wealth coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

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At this time, in an alley outside Yifeng Hotel, a group of weirdly dressed punks were holding sticks and standing in the alley.

And standing at the front of this group of punks was a punk with dyed yellow hair and a nose ring.

"Brothers, it's the Yifeng Restaurant." The leading gangster pointed at the Yifeng Restaurant with the iron rod in his hand and said.

"Go in and collect the protection fee, if you don't dare to pay it, hit me hard!" the leader of the gangster said arrogantly.

However, a little gangster with green hair behind him asked cautiously: "Boss, this is near the city. If we mess around, what if they call the police?"

"You're so scared of a fart!" The leader of the yellow-haired gangster slapped his hand hard, and said with hatred: "We are covered by Young Master Chen, afraid of hair?"

"Yes, yes, the boss is wise!"

Although the green-haired gangster was slapped, he didn't dare to say much, and had to flatter him.

"let's go!"

Huang Mao waved his hand and said loudly.

Afterwards, he led the way out of the alley, and the punks from behind followed one after another, and a large group of people walked towards the restaurant in a mighty manner.

The customers waiting at the door saw a group of gangsters with colorfully dyed hair and sticks approaching, and they gave way one after another.

No one wants to provoke this gang of punks.

And there are quite a few people who know this gang of punks. When they saw this gang of punks, they immediately frowned.

"Aren't these people from the Black Wolf Gang? Why did they come here?" A fat man frowned when he saw this group of gangsters, and said, "Could they be here to collect protection money?"

"I guess they saw that Yifeng Restaurant has a good income, so they came to collect protection fees. These guys are really moths of society!" Another middle-aged man looked at the gang of gangsters and said through gritted teeth.

Obviously, he was paid protection money by these gangsters.

"Hey, this group of guys, go wherever there is oil and water, and squeeze out oil and water if there is no oil and water. It's so annoying! No one cares about it!" A middle-aged woman said helplessly .

"What do you do? You can only be locked up for a few days after being arrested. After they come out, they will harass you even harder, making it impossible for you to even do business!"

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Seeing this gang of gangsters, the people around dared not speak out, they could only watch helplessly as this gang of gangsters walked into Yifeng Restaurant.

Huang Mao walked into the restaurant and threw the iron rod in his hand on the ground. The group of punks behind him stood neatly behind him and blocked the door of the restaurant.

When the guests who were eating in the hall saw this group of punks, they suddenly cried out inwardly.

They secretly scolded this gang of punks in their hearts, but no one dared to speak out.

Huang Mao glanced around the hall triumphantly, and said, "Who is the boss here, get out of here quickly!"

One of the waiters tremblingly walked in front of the yellow hair, and asked cautiously, "Please... are you here for dinner?"

"Dinner?" A disdainful smile appeared on Huang Mao's face, he waved the iron rod in his hand, and said loudly: "I'm here to collect protection money, let your boss come out quickly, otherwise, he won't even think about opening here." down!"

The waiter was terrified, and hurried towards Qin Feng's office, and nervously patted the door of the office.

Qin Feng, who was chatting with the God of Wealth, heard a knock on the door and said, "Come in."

The waiter immediately opened the door and walked in, looked at Qin Feng nervously and said, "Boss, someone is here to collect the protection fee!"

"Oh?" Qin Feng frowned slightly, he didn't expect that someone would come to collect protection money.

"Xiaofeng, do you want me to ask someone to help you solve it?" the God of Wealth asked.

When he goes out now, he always brings a few bodyguards with him. These bodyguards are all veterans, so it's no problem to use their skills to deal with some punks.

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "I'd better go and see for myself. If this is not handled well, I'm afraid there will be constant troubles in the future."

The God of Wealth nodded. He knew Qin Feng's strength, so naturally he wouldn't worry.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look." Qin Feng stood up and said to the waiter.

Afterwards, Qin Feng followed the waiter to the hall.

In the hall, Huang Mao got a little impatient waiting, he waved the iron rod in his hand, and said: "Let me wait for so long and still not come! If I don't come again, I will smash a table in one minute! "

"I want to see, how do you want to smash my desk?"

Qin Feng's voice came from upstairs, and then everyone saw Qin Feng walking down the stairs on the second floor following the previous waiter.

"Boy, who are you?" Huang Mao looked at Qin Feng dissatisfied and asked.

"I am the boss here, Qin Feng." Standing in front of Huang Mao, Qin Feng said flatly.

"Yo? Are you the boss here?" Huang Mao looked at the young Qin Feng and said with a sneer: "Very well, then you should pay the protection fee quickly. After paying the protection fee, your shop will be under our control." protected."

All the people around turned their attention to Qin Feng.

They all said softly: "Hand it over, hand it over."

"Yes, Boss Qin, hand it over."

"Just pay the protection fee, and it doesn't cost much."

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Hearing the words of the people around him, the smile on Huang Mao's face became wider. Those people around were obviously afraid of Huang Mao, so he wanted to remind Qin Feng not to act impulsively.