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In the early morning of the next day, the booth was released on time.

The small square where the bloody incident happened yesterday has been cleaned under the leadership of Brother Jie. Before Cen Wen pulled the car to his place, he was surrounded by a large group of people. It was Cen Wen's face.

"How much does it cost to undo the damned handcuffs?"

The crowd was rowdy and everyone was asking the same question.

"Don't worry, don't worry, let me set up the stall first, this is someone else's position."

"We help you we help you."

The crowd cheered and pushed Cen Wen aside. They were all strangers who had just met today. They didn't have a tacit understanding with each other, but they dragged the small stall to the correct location in just two or three minutes in an orderly manner. They are also displayed.

Cen Wen was speechless, turned her gaze, and when she saw listless men and women sitting a few meters away from the stall, all wearing the same electric shock cuffs on their wrists, she pursed her lips and walked to her seat.

"Line in line, one handcuff is twenty, and if you buy me a small green vegetable, one handcuff will be removed, and the cash will be put here."

Cen Wen put down the cardboard box that served as a cash box with a bang.

One-buy price, small profits but quick turnover, count her doing good deeds.

Twenty yuan for a small green vegetable, ten yuan for three nutritional supplements can manage the energy of an adult for a day, and the minimum meal price for two days is exchanged for a freedom. These eager people did not hesitate to pull up weak relatives and friends, push Queuing to and fro.

Ten planting pots, the fresh, crisp and tender green vegetables are full of vitality, and they look delicious.

A small green vegetable is not enough for stir-frying, but it can cook a soup. It's not that you bought useless things, which is why everyone has no objection.

The process is also very simple. Put 20 yuan into the cash box, put your hand on the frame of the car, relatives and friends support the person and hold the other arm tightly. Ersan, pursed his lips tightly, pretended to pry it hard, clicked it, and opened it.

Before you leave, don't forget to take your little green vegetable with you.

After seeing the first person, he regained his freedom within a few seconds. The surrounding crowd applauded together, and the people in the queue felt at ease and stopped being noisy. In addition, Brother Jie’s younger brothers came together, and the order was very good for a while. no.

There are few small green vegetables in the planting pots, and more and more people are getting relief. Netizens who are engaged in live broadcasts in the crowd chat with these people and learn a lot about the inside story of the Spring Bud Mutual Aid Association.

The popularity soared on the Internet. Everyone knew that this vegetable seller was fighting against the Chunya Mutual Aid Society, and would soon attract revenge, but no one reminded her.

Many people are quietly staying away from the vegetable carts, and the adjacent stall owners also want to close their stalls early to avoid implicating themselves in the event of danger.

Inside the Spring Buds Mutual Aid Association, all senior executives are also watching the live broadcast on the Internet at this time. Because of the serious incident that happened yesterday, the senior executives gathered here and were busy all night investigating the cause and effect. He overturned the table and sent a team of security guards with guns to teach that ignorant woman a lesson.

Five pots of Cen Wen's small green vegetables have been sold, and there are not many people left in the queue. Just when she thought she could still do a few normal business orders today, she received a warning from Xiao rattan.

【Master, there are enemies approaching. 】

Cen Wen knew that her behavior of helping people pry the handcuffs would anger the Spring Bud Mutual Aid Association. Since she set up the stall, Little Rattan has established a plant network of watching and snooping. more convenient.

[The enemy has a weapon hidden on his body, and the perspective of a grass saw the gun leaking from under the clothes. 】

【Keep an eye on it and call me before you draw your gun. 】

Cen Wen's face remained unchanged, he collected the money, picked vegetables and pried the handcuffs, his movements were smooth and done in one go.

The security guards of the Mutual Aid Club mixed into the crowd, approached slowly in an enveloping formation, touched the pistols hidden in their clothes, and only shot and killed people when they were close enough.

This is a black market, and no one will bother to kill people in the street, but the bloody and exciting scenes can start the local black market's signature.

Of course, if you don't carry a long gun, you don't want to show off in the street and let passersby tip off the news.

As for finding a sniper position in a nearby high-rise building, it is embarrassing to say that the mutual aid association is built in this block, and the manpower is low-end.

After prying open a handcuff again, Cen Wen suddenly raised his head and met the eyes of a security guard in the crowd.

"Dangerous! Squat down!"

Cen Wen yelled, and got under the car himself first.

The crowd reacted quickly to her shout, squatting or lying down on the spot, and those netizens who were broadcasting live turned their cameras excitedly.

At the same time, the security guard who met Cen Wen had already drawn his gun and shot.

Today's guns all use energy cartridges. There is no ping-pong ping-pong gunshot like a gunpowder gun, only the sound of hitting objects.

A team of more than ten security guards shot together in the crowd, and Cen Wen's second-hand small truck quickly fell apart, and things rolled to the ground.

While most people were crouching on the ground with their heads in their arms and the scene was in chaos, Xiao Teng took Cen Wen to teleport for a short distance and came directly behind the first shooter.

Cen Wen strangled the man's neck with his left arm, and punched the man's temple with his right hand, causing him to faint.

She shot too fast, except for the people nearby, no one saw this scene. Those who broadcasted the live broadcast were all looking at the dilapidated small stalls, or scanning around, looking for pictures worthy of being photographed.

She ran away after the fight. At this time, she could only use the crowd as a cover to fight a guerrilla. After more than ten seconds, she successfully attacked the second person.

"Ah! Here she is!"

There are always idiots who have to shout something to prove how good they are.

The third person who was originally targeted by Cen Wen turned back in time, raised his gun and shot, Cen Wen bent over and fled, and the surrounding crowd also screamed and fled in all directions in panic. Cen Wen mixed among them and disappeared in an instant.

Brother Jie's two younger brothers saw the opportunity and touched over, and dragged away the guy who called out Cen Wen's whereabouts, covering his mouth.

Those two who were knocked out were also dragged away by other younger brothers.

This small square is where Jie Ge sits in town. The Chunya Mutual Aid Association will shoot at will here. Jie Ge and the gang behind him also want to save face. The reinforcements he called for did not arrive, so they can't beat them for the time being, but the idiots who caused damage can't be forgiven lightly. .

Cen Wen ran to the back of a breakfast car to catch his breath, looked around, and realized that he had come to the wrong place.

The breakfast cart was surrounded by housewives and old people, all with frightened faces, but no one shouted.

The stall owner was also hiding here. He tremblingly felt for the long bread-cutting knife on his car, and handed the handle of the knife to Cen Wen.

Cen Wen chuckled lightly, shook his head, declined the knife, reached into his coat pocket, pretended to find two seeds, then took out a tonic from his outer pocket, and drank it in one gulp, in front of these people With the face of a person, the seeds are stimulated with bare hands.