I have countless magic soldiers

Chapter 147 The Million Dollar Reward
The next day Zhou Xianbai appeared in front of Zhou Shihai as if nothing had happened. Zhou Shihai witnessed his son beheading those gangsters yesterday, but Zhou Shihai did not tell Fang Xiaocui about these things. The amount is also very good.

Maybe because it had been silent for a long time, Zhou Shihai's canteen suddenly opened, which indeed attracted a lot of passers-by to buy goods.

The small shop that no one cares about has become much more lively.

Although Zhou Shihai was somewhat displeased with the murder of his son, but since those gangsters bullied him to the top, the so-called mud bodhisattva still has three parts of earthy nature, let alone Zhou Shihai, who is a living person. It is impossible for a big man to have no temper.

It's just that Zhou Shihai is not destined to be a warrior. He can only choose to endure the rudeness and arrogance of the gangsters. However, his son has the strength to avenge himself with his own hands. This can be considered a good thing.

As long as Zhou Shihai and his son didn't tell them, Fang Xiaocui would not know about it.

In this world of cannibalism, it is better to be eaten by the enemy than to eat the enemy. Zhou Shihai wisely chose to keep silent.

After a simple breakfast, Zhou Xianbai helped Zhou Shihai continue to guard the shop at the canteen.

After so many things happened yesterday, the canteen will still be uneasy after all. Not to mention whether the hipster gang will come to the door, Wang You alone will not let them go yesterday. The gangsters of the hipster gang bowed their heads and did not dare to cause trouble, but for the common people who opened ordinary shops, they had absolute say. They asked the merchants to go east, and the merchants had to go east, otherwise the store would be closed down in minutes. .

The domineering place is completely no different from the Chaoren Gang, but it is just a gang with a superficial identity.

Sure enough, when Zhou Xianbai helped Zhou Shihai to the commissary, there were two eye-catching seals on them, and a note was pasted on top of the seals, which said that there was a problem with the operation license of Shihai's commissary, and the seal was hereby notified. shop rectification.

Owners are restricted to go to the relevant department to pay a rectification fee of 2000 yuan within five working days, otherwise the store will undergo rectification indefinitely.

In fact, to put it bluntly, Wang Youbai did not let Wang Youbai take cigarettes and alcohol last time. This time, Wang You got a seal and a seal from the patrol team. It was clearly revenge for Zhou Xianbai. If Zhou Xianbai did not pay 2000 yuan in compensation, your store Just don't even think about driving it.

Zhou Xianbai thought of Wang You's cowardly face in front of the trendy gangsters, and Zhou Xianbai wanted to laugh.

How dare this piece of trash show off his might in front of him?
He, Zhou Xianbai, chose to follow their set. It was okay to bully ordinary people, but Zhou Xianbai refused to accept it. This was nothing more than bullying others.

Zhou Shihai was not what Zhou Xianbai thought. When Zhou Shihai saw the seal, his expression suddenly changed. Fortunately, business was good yesterday and he earned 800 yuan. The nutritional supplements were borrowed by Meng Qianxun.

Zhou Shihai felt very sorry, but Meng Qianxun comforted Zhou Shihai and his wife in various ways, so that they gave up the idea of ​​paying back the money to Meng Qianxun now.

But Zhou Shihai and his wife still feel guilty towards Meng Qianxun, and now they are counting on this Shihai canteen to earn some money to subsidize their family. Now this canteen has been closed again, and they just killed those gangsters who were looking for trouble yesterday. Waves rose again, and Zhou Shihai's face was already filled with a look of despair.

Obviously there was no hope left.

Zhou Shihai fell back dejectedly, otherwise Zhou Xianbai would have grabbed his father's shoulders, Zhou Shihai would have sat on the ground.

Zhou Xianbai's eyes turned cold, "Dad, don't worry, I'll take care of this matter."

Zhou Xianbai stepped forward and tore the seals and notices into pieces, and threw them all into the trash can next to him, "These guys come at me if they want to. I want to take a look at our legal Why can’t the canteen open.”

The canteen was open as usual, Zhou Xianbai took care of the hygiene of the store in the canteen, and Zhou Shihai sat firmly at the cash register.

A morning passed, the wind and the sea were calm, and no one came to make trouble.

The patrol didn't come, and neither did the hipster gang.

Surprisingly calm.

It's just that the passers-by who pass by occasionally walk faster, and they seem to be busy with their livelihoods.

But Zhou Xianbai, who was sitting at the door, saw a group of people in colorful clothes approaching, two of them were holding a bucket in their hands, and several others were holding a brush and leaflets, from far to near.

About every 100 meters, a leaflet is pasted on the pole.

But these guys don't look like they're the ones holding small advertisements.

It wasn't until this group of people approached that Zhou Xianbai was sure that these guys were members of the Chaoren Gang, but these Chaoren Gang members didn't come to cause trouble for themselves, but posted small advertisements instead?
Is this considered a part-time job?

Just when Zhou Xianbai was full of doubts, he saw a gangster pick up a leaflet, dip his brush in some glue in the bucket, brush it on the telephone pole a few times, and impatiently put the leaflet in his hand. Shot on the pole.

A picture was taken on a telephone pole, and the speed was considered fast. The roads on both sides started working at the same time, and it was posted in front of Zhou Xianbai in a short while, but those gangsters didn't pay much attention to Zhou Xianbai, they just looked at it like a passer-by. After one glance, he continued to work, and it could be seen that the whole group of gangsters were in a very bad mood.

He didn't provoke the behavior of other passers-by, but just stuck the leaflet with his head downcast.

They were quickly pasted one by one, and then disappeared on the other side of the street.

Zhou Xianbai was puzzled. He had neither disguised nor deliberately covered his face. People from the Chaoren Gang should not be ignorant of his appearance. He should be able to find himself, a deja vu, by simply calling up a monitor. acquaintance'.

But that's not the case. The gangsters of the hipster gang saw themselves as if they didn't see them.

Obviously he didn't know what he did to them, just like that, Zhou Xianbai carried the doubts in his heart.

Walking towards the leaflets pasted by the gangsters, the leaflets are rough in texture, just very common and cheap straw paper, with a few large characters written on them, "Now there is a huge reward for the killer who attacked my hipster gang. This person is extremely fierce and has a style of work. Weird, cruel, cold-blooded and ruthless. '

(End of this chapter)