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"We haven't met this big brother, have we?"

There was no nervous look on Meng Yu's face, he looked at the tattooed bald head and asked calmly.

The bald man rubbed his smooth head and glanced at him in surprise, seemingly surprised by Meng Yu's calmness at this time.

"It's true... it's true... I've never seen it before."

The bald man opened his mouth for a long time before he said this sentence completely.

Meng Yu's facial features were twisted into a ball. Hearing him stutter was really uncomfortable, but he had to ask:

"So, brother, we had no grudges in the past and have no grudges in the recent past. Why are you asking people to block me?"

Meng Yu waved his hand innocently.

"Some...someone said that you cheated...several pieces of jade from...his shop. He said...as long as...I help him...get it..." When he comes back, he will...just...just..."

Seeing the effort he put into speaking, Meng Yu wished he could lend him his mouth.

"Just give it to you?"

Meng Yu couldn't help but added for him. The bald man's eyes lit up and he pointed at Meng Yu several times excitedly.

"Yes... yes."

Meng Yu looked at him and sighed helplessly. He lowered his head and thought for a moment before he figured out who was the mastermind behind this bald head.

That fat guy from that shop down the street! It seems that last time I didn't loosen the bark for him with my own hands. He doesn't have a long memory and he dared to find someone to block him. Oh, after I finish dealing with these pieces of rotten garlic, I will go and have a good talk about life with him.

"You... if you know what's going on... just hurry up... hand over the things... I... I can still... break you... when I break your legs, just... be gentler... .”

The bald man looked at Meng Yu with his head down and said nothing, thinking that he was scared, so he continued to threaten with his small mouth.

Meng Yu raised his head and glanced at him, thinking that the world was really in decline now, and even a person who was not good at talking could become the boss.

Too lazy to talk to this guy with a short tongue, Meng Yu now wants to teach the fat man who wants to break his legs a lesson instead of playing house with this group of thugs, so that he can understand the price he has to pay for daring to touch his own mind. .

Reaching out to take out his wallet, Meng Yu took out the bank card with tens of millions of R in it and said with a smile:

"If the purpose of your coming to me is for those stones, then I can tell you clearly that those stones are no longer with me."

Meng Yu said and patted his shriveled pocket, saying that it was impossible to hide the original stone on his body.

When the bald man heard this, he pointed at Meng Yu anxiously and said:

"You...where are you with the stone?"

Mengyu waved his hand:

"It has been sold. It cost million! Do you want it?"

As he said this, Meng Yu handed the bank card in front of him and said seductively with a harmless look on his face.

When Meng Yu said that there were million in this card, the eyes of the four gangsters in the alley suddenly started to glow red.

"There are really million in it?"

To be able to ask questions so neatly and neatly, it was obvious that the question was not asked by the bald head. The person who asked this question was a gangster with green hair next to the bald head.

Meng Yu looked at Lu Mao's greedy look on his bank card and felt very satisfied.

"I don't have the guts to lie to you guys. If you guys don't believe me, you can go to the jade shop I just came out from and ask. Their boss just put money into this card for me."

The Jade Shop is only a stone's throw away from this alley. You can tell if Kari is rich by just asking. The gangsters have no doubt that Meng Yu dares to deceive them.

"Give it to me, throw...throw it over."

After confirming that there was indeed money in Kali, the bald man finally couldn't hold himself back and spoke first.

Meng Yu had a submissive expression on his face, and while pretending to throw, he reminded him "kindly":

"Then I'll throw it away. There are million in this card! It's not easy to divide it among four people. You must divide it carefully with the other three eldest brothers."

Money can make things worse. Meng Yu deliberately used the title "Big Brother" to several other people in order to give the others the illusion of equal status. Coupled with the inducement of large sums of money, their so-called "Brotherhood" cracked and created estrangement during the process of dividing the spoils.

Sure enough, as Meng Yu expected, as soon as Meng Yu finished speaking, the green-haired gangster suddenly stopped Meng Yu's actions.

"Wait a minute, the usual protection fee is only a few hundred yuan. You share it, and if we suffer some loss, we will suffer some loss. This time it is a total of million, why should you share it?"

Obviously, Guang Tou's unbalanced way of dividing the spoils has caused deep resentment in the hearts of the gangsters. This time, being induced by Meng Yu, and coupled with the stimulation of a windfall of million yuan, the other gangsters finally couldn't bear it.

When Lu Mao rushed to ask Meng Yu a question in front of the bald head, the bald head looked at Lu Mao with an extremely unkind look. At this time, Lu Mao directly and blatantly refuted himself. How could the bald head, as the eldest brother, tolerate it.

Staring at the green-haired gangster who was a "good brother" a few minutes ago, the bald head immediately said:

"Xia...Xia Zi, I...can't tell...normally...that you have this...such...such a big opinion against me. I...I am...the fucking boss, take...get... Datou, you don’t...you don’t accept it!”

Green Hair met the bald head's gaze without any fear, and said unceremoniously:

"You have a better memory than anyone else when it comes to dividing money. Why can't you remember that you are the boss when you start working? Why do we do all the dirty work? When we divide money, you take the lead? Huh?"

The bald head stared at Lu Mao's already somewhat distorted face, and after looking at it for a while, he laughed angrily:

"Oh, I'm... I'm betraying you, right? You want... you want to be the boss, right? OK... OK, don't... don't say I won't... give you a chance, you have... today If you can... leave me here, I... I'll just... call you boss."

The bald man blew his beard and roared with eyes wide open. He reached out and pulled out the stick from his waist and was about to take action.

Meng Yu stood aside and watched with great enjoyment, but when he turned around inadvertently, he saw two other guys staring at the bank card in his hand with ulterior motives.

Mengyu rolled his eyes and had another plan in mind.

Quickly calling out to Baldhead and Lumao before they could take action, Mengyu suggested again:

"Hey, if you have something to say, brothers, don't do anything. In this case, let me help you guys think of a way, okay? I'll put this bank card in the middle of the alley, and whoever of you grabs it can share it. "

Meng Yu said, regardless of whether these people agreed or not, he threw away his bank card and silently retreated to the wall.

The bald head felt that his authority had been seriously challenged, and a passerby could make the decision for him.

"You...you damn...forget..."

The bald man cursed with an unhappy look on his face, but before he could finish his words, Lu Mao suddenly rushed out from his side and rushed towards the bank card like a hungry wolf with red eyes.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the bald man had no time to worry about Meng Yu. After reacting, he immediately rushed towards the bank card.

The same goes for the two gangsters at the other end of the alley. They were not so active back then when they were fighting against the hundreds of millions of brothers in their mother's belly.

Of course, being positive can't change the outcome of this "bank card grabbing sprint competition." The first one to set off was Lu Mao, who was the first to pick up the bank card on the ground.

Lu Mao held up his bank card high, facing the afterglow of the setting sun, feeling the dazzling light emitted by the bank card, and smiled nervously.

But the smile didn't last even for a second before the other three gangsters threw him to the ground.

"You...you fucking hand over the card."

"Hurry up and let me go. If you don't let me go, I won't be polite!"

"Ah~ If you fucking dare to hit me, I will fight you."

……

Meng Yu leaned against the wall, looking at the four gangsters in front of him with disgust, as if he were looking at four mad dogs snatching bones.

It only took a few dozen seconds for the four gangsters to go from a simple fight to a complete fight in the end.

The bank card was knocked out by someone and fell into Meng Yu's footsteps.

Picking up the bank card and holding it up in front of him, Meng Yu stared at the bank card for a while, curled his lips, and said to himself:

"You are really a guy that makes people both love and fear you."

Somewhat tired of the "dog fight" in front of him, after Meng Yu said this, he turned around and slowly walked out of the alley without looking at the group of people again.