This supermarket is not right [Honghuang]

The mourning and music blew up at some point, Fang Zhe frowned, and a middle-aged woman rushed forward and grabbed Fang Zhe's collar, weeping bitterly while hitting Fang Zhe with her hands.There was also a man with a pale face lying on the ground. Upon closer inspection, he turned out to be the gangster who came to the supermarket this morning to make trouble.

Although the middle-aged woman looks ordinary, she has a vicious look on her face.Grabbing Fang Zhe's collar vigorously, he yelled, "Give me back my son, you black-hearted supermarket, give me back my son." Before Fang Zhe could react, the woman slapped on Fang Zhe's handsome face. Fang Zhe was hit in the face several times, and Fang Zhe, who was dizzy, was rescued by Nezha.Noisy voices rang outside the door. The woman's voice was loud, crying and banging on the door of the supermarket.

When Nezha walked out of the supermarket, he saw Fang Zhe being slapped several times by a woman, who had a mean face.Nezha frowned, and shouted, "Stop!" Although Nezha's voice sounded a little immature, the years of high positions made Nezha's words full of majesty.He looked serious, and the middle-aged woman was stunned for a while, then slowly loosened Fang Zhe's collar.Nezha took the opportunity to pull Fang Zhe over. The woman seemed to want to go forward, but the eyes she looked at Nezha didn't seem to be annoying, so she stepped back a few steps, covered her face and began to howl and cry.

There were more and more people onlookers, and the woman cried louder and louder, "My poor son, he just came to buy some things in the supermarket. He just, he died - you black-hearted supermarket, how can you No more than eighteen levels of hell. Pay my son, pay my son!" The woman's face was flushed, and the expression on her face that was about to cry but without tears looked a little pitiful.If he hadn't pointed at Fang Zhe and yelled that it was worse than a beast, Fang Zhe would have started to sympathize with this woman.

The little bastard died terribly, with a hideous expression on his face, and he clutched his stomach tightly with his hands.Fang Zhe looked at the grim-looking gangster, and understood that the gangster didn't buy anything from him at all. Why did his mother come to trouble the supermarket again?Could it be that Li Zhiguang did it too? !

Fang Zhe had some conclusions in his mind, and the woman cried louder and louder.The onlookers pointed at the supermarket and whispered to each other.A gust of black air rushed out of the little gangster's body, squinting his eyes, Fang Zhe's silence was more like a tacit acquiescence.Originally, the middle-aged woman was not sure, because of her own son, how could she not know her virtue.She was told that her son died after eating expired food from the supermarket.She scoffed at the time, but the other party said that as long as she made a fuss, the other party could get the media to report it, and even——could the supermarket owner compensate her.

She was moved, why not, since her son is dead, she can still make money.Even if he is clear in his heart, how could his son be eaten to death, he never ate at all.But as long as you can get benefits by being a rogue, why not do it.If you can get a huge sum of money, you will be able to live comfortably for the rest of your life.Immediately, she decided to come to the supermarket to make a fuss.The other party also specially sent some people to make trouble.

"My poor son, I'm the only one left in our family." The middle-aged woman murmured for a long time, pointing at Fang Zhe while crying, "You gave my son's life back, it was you, if it wasn't for you My son will not die even if he sells unscrupulous food. My husband died early, leaving me and my son to depend on each other. Now that my son is dead, how can I survive as an old woman—I might as well die." The woman wiped Tears were about to rush to the wall of the supermarket, and the onlookers nearby quickly pulled the middle-aged woman over.

"What's going on, aunt?" The onlookers were at a loss, their eyes turned on Fang Zhe and aunt, and the stiff corpse was exposed to the air. Fortunately, he was still covered with a thin layer of hundred cloth.The sound of mourning and music rang out one after another, and there were more and more people watching.

The woman rolled her eyes and said, "My poor son, he, he just bought some snacks in this supermarket. Unexpectedly, after eating, he couldn't be saved. I thought it was an ordinary stomachache, no Thinking about the way to the hospital, people will be gone!" The woman cried so much that it made people feel distressed, but she didn't say a word of truth.She was still at the poker table when his son died, so she had no idea when his son died.It was also his son's friend - another person who was also a gangster called her to find out that her son had died.

"No, no!" Someone in the crowd said, "I buy things in this store almost every day, and it seems that there is nothing wrong. And I checked the production date a few times, it seems that there is no Expired product." The woman heard someone talking, but she didn't speak anymore, she just cried.Someone next to him shot back, "That's because you are lucky, maybe the food in this supermarket is not from the right place."

The person who spoke for the supermarket blushed so much that he didn't dare to speak anymore.The woman cried fiercely. Nezha looked at the woman indifferently with his hands folded on his chest, and whispered in Fang Zhe's ear, "This man died a bit strangely, and there is no trace of his soul. Be careful." Fang Zhe nodded, the woman cried louder and louder, pointed at Fang Zhe and said, "You pay my son, you black-hearted boss will die a good death." She said A stone was taken out from nowhere, and it slammed on the door of the supermarket with a bang.

With a bang, the glass-doored supermarket was smashed into pieces.Nezha quickly pulled Fang Zhe away from the gate of the supermarket, and the glass shards scattered all over the supermarket.Fang Zhe frowned, and was about to step forward to speak, but unexpectedly, a voice of crusade came from the crowd, "Yes, why doesn't the black-hearted boss pay for it?"

"The boss who sells unscrupulous food like you deserves to die!"

"Smash their supermarket!"

"Junk Supermarket!"

Fang Zhe was so angry that his face was swollen. He looked at the crowd, and the crowd seemed to be getting more and more excited.Following these voices, he began to attack himself, and the more he said, the more outrageous he was.Later, someone claimed that he was the child of the leader of Shanhai City, Fang Zhe almost laughed angrily.What if the child of his leader came here to open a small supermarket?I'm afraid it's also Shi Lezhi.

"Don't argue with them!" Nezha grabbed Fang Zhe who was about to step forward, he was afraid that Fang Zhe would suddenly do something amazing now.After all, the current Fang Zhe is not a mortal at all, but a real fairy. "Soon, the human arrest is coming soon, let's talk about it when the arrest comes soon!" Nezha's voice fell, Fang Zhe took a deep breath, seeing so many people pointing at him, he was about to die of anger up.

Soon, the police arrived.Fang Zhe and the middle-aged woman were taken to the police station. Facing the police, Fang Zhe almost collapsed. "Uncle policeman, this person has never bought anything in my store." Fang Zhe spoke in a helpless way, "Really, they are here to extort money."

The policeman glanced at Fang Zhe, "How do you prove it?"

Fang Zhe's eyes lit up, and he said, "I have surveillance equipment there, maybe everything that happened in the morning was captured." Speaking of this, Fang Zhe suddenly took out his phone.The police looked at Fang Zhe without knowing it. Could it be that this kid still wants to call for bail? "I have a recording here, why don't you listen to it. I recorded it in the morning!" Fang Zhe licked his lips. Fortunately, he was smart and recorded the conversation in order to prevent these gangsters from extorting down.

The policeman was taken aback, and looked at Fang Zhe with suspicious eyes, "Have you recorded everything?" Fang Zhe rubbed his sweat, "I was afraid that when the police called the police, the gangsters would be rascals, so I recorded it. No Thinking about it is still useful now!" Having said that, Fang Zhe clicked on the recording of the phone.

The conversation between the gangster and Fang Zhe was clearly transmitted. When the police heard it, didn't they come to blackmail money?I didn't ask about shopping either. The policeman thought for a while and continued to ask, "Do you really believe that they took any food when they left?" Fang Zhe shook his head, "Their purpose is very clear, they are here to blackmail money Yeah, and nothing. So—I really don't know what's going on with this!"

It seemed that it was a sudden disaster, the policeman smiled wryly at Fang Zhe, "Or just wait for the autopsy results." Now they are still blackmailing them.What's wrong with this world, this woman knows her son well.Talking upside down, her house is obviously next to the new city, which is far away from the old city.Why would you come here to buy things instead of buying things in the supermarket downstairs?It is understood that there is a large supermarket downstairs with a complete range of products.

The middle-aged woman sat on the chair and just cried, making one head and two big by the police who were questioning.Say no, don't say no.It was as if he had bullied her, and the ghost knew that he didn't even say a word.What the hell is this? Thinking of this, he scratched his hair.

When the police sent Fang Zhe out of the police station, there were already media waiting for him outside the police station.Fang Zhe glanced at the policeman puzzled, and the policeman was also very puzzled.How come these media are mobilized for an ordinary dispute? !

"Mr. Fang, I am a reporter from Shanhai TV Station. I would like to ask you, which channel did you purchase the food in your supermarket. Netizens have different opinions about your life experience. Do you have a conscience for selling those unscrupulous foods? Are you sorry? Or—” Before the female reporter finished speaking, Fang Zhe put her hands on her chest and said coolly, “I haven’t decided yet, why are you so impatient to buckle such a big cap on me? Hat, can your conscience be overwhelmed?!"