The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 25

Zhou Hangfei was beaten so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Sure enough, he didn't come to school for several days. In addition, the lottery system was pissed and didn't release tasks until the critical moment, so Chen Hao lived peacefully during this time.

The only one who made him feel a little bit annoyed was his deskmate Su Wanqing. Since the chest attack incident, she had acted colder than ever before, as if the cheering on the basketball court had become a flash in the pan.

Sometimes when Chen Hao wakes up in class, he will feel a cool breeze blowing around him. I have to say that Su Wanqing's title of "Goddess of Ice Mountain" is really not justified.

In a blink of an eye, it was school time again, and Chen Hao got on the bus and got off at the gate of the community. When he passed by the biscuit shop, he saw a group of young people dressed in sleek clothes yelling around the door of the shop.

This group of young people are holding guys in their hands, some are holding iron bars, some are holding wooden sticks, just looking at them from a distance, you can tell that they are very arrogant.

The paralyzed biscuit shop Chen Hao is very familiar with. Even if you don’t talk about the biscuits and deep-fried dough sticks that you must eat in the morning, just Aunt Lan, the proprietress of the shop, Chen Hao has peeped at her taking a bath many times. Now that Aunt Lan is in trouble, he Definitely want to help.

Just as Chen Hao was striding towards the biscuit shop, the system notification sound suddenly rang in his ears.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering a random mission——

Task name: [Lesson Yellow Hair]

Task requirements: The gangster Huangmao often takes his younger brother to collect protection fees in this area, and threatens to smash the stall if he doesn't get the money. Ask the host to teach them a lesson and protect Aunt Lan's biscuit shop.

Mission reward: 20 points
Task time: 2 hours"

After reading the mission requirements issued by the system, Chen Hao realized that these gangsters were here to collect protection fees.To put it bluntly, it is to collect protection fees, but in fact, it is not much different from robbery.

There is a whole row of shops opposite the neighborhood. Most of these shopkeepers are middle-aged and elderly people in their 50s and [-]s, or some women who are helpless. When encountering gangsters to collect protection fees, most of these people can only pay obediently. money.

Huang Mao and the others are certain that these shopkeepers are incapable, so they often knock a sum of money in the name of collecting protection fees every once in a while. As long as the stick is carried on their shoulders, the money will be easy to get.

"There is such a thing as paralyzed!"

Chen Hao is so angry now, he has been eating fried dough sticks made by Aunt Lan for several years, and now seeing Aunt Lan being bullied by these gangsters, he strode towards the sesame seed shop without saying a word.

"Come on, stinky bitch, hurry up and hand over the money!" A young man with dyed yellow hair scolded.

If it was the normal time, Aunt Lan would definitely pay the protection fee obediently when she met Huangmao and the others, but the problem is that Huangmao and the others have become more and more arrogant recently, changing from collecting once a month to once every half a month, And this time it was even more excessive. They just collected it last week, and today they raised a stick to collect money again.

Obviously Huangmao and the others collected protection fees like a bottomless pit. The shopkeepers in this area knew it very well, but they dared not speak out.

Aunt Lan was so frightened that the big cattail fan fell to the low mountain. She asked in a trembling voice, "You have been collecting too frequently recently, didn't you just hand in it last week?"

"Our big brother can hand in whenever he wants. What the hell are you doing talking so much?" A younger brother behind Huang Mao stepped forward and shouted pretentiously.

"Brothers, please give me a few more days. I'm in a small business, and I can't afford so much money all at once."

Aunt Lan was trembling with fright when she saw Huang Mao and the others fucking. She was completely different from her usual image when she was teasing and joking with customers who came to buy breakfast.

"No money? Who are you crying poor for? If you don't have money, why don't you wear the same style of hood these days?"

Huang Mao obviously didn't believe what Aunt Lan said, he just came here today to extort money, if he didn't get the money, he would definitely not leave easily.In addition, there are a group of younger brothers behind him, not to mention teaching Aunt Lan, a powerless woman, even leveling her stall.

Hearing Huang Maoliu's angry words, Aunt Lan flushed with shame and indignation.You must know that she is in her thirties, and she will definitely feel shy if she is molested by a gangster who is only in his early twenties.

"You keep asking for money, how can I get it? Aren't you afraid that the police will arrest you?" Aunt Lan was clearly agitated, and her tone of voice became even more agitated.

Huangmao and his group are already old fritters. They are sure that the shopkeepers in this area dare not call the police, so they come to collect protection money again and again.

He sneered, picked his teeth and said disdainfully: "The police are nothing, my yellow hair has never been afraid of anyone since I was born! If you don't give money to the numb bitch, I will tell my brothers to smash it Do you believe your stall?"

"Brother, I'm ready, if you say you're ready to smash it, I'll smash it!"

"I'm ready too, I'm sure you won't be polite!"

When Aunt Lan saw that the group of boys behind Huang Mao suddenly became emotional, each of them was waving sticks and wanted to come up to smash the stall, she immediately became scared.

After all, she made money by opening a biscuit shop. If she was really smashed, one can imagine how difficult her life will be in the future.

"I really can't afford the money, can you give it a few more days? I will definitely give it to you at that time."

"If you don't eat the toast of Nima, you will be fined, right? Don't think that you are a woman and I dare not ask someone to beat you up. You guys who are paralyzed will fuck you, and smash this stinky bitch's stall!"

When Huang Mao cursed people, he was so awesome. With a wave of his hand, four or five younger brothers behind him rushed into the biscuit shop holding sticks, and started smashing things.

Although it is the rush hour for getting off work, people who pass by are rushing home, and not many people stop to take a look, let alone someone who will come forward to dissuade them. After all, Huang Mao and the others have guys in their hands. Ordinary people I dare not stand up and help casually.

"You all stop, don't smash, don't smash, I will give you money!"

Aunt Lan saw that the biscuit shop she had carefully managed was about to be smashed to pieces by Huang Mao and the others, she was so anxious that she burst into tears.

Huang Mao thought to himself, you stinky bitch, you really don't cry when you see the coffin, and if you paid the money earlier, he wouldn't have to ask the younger brothers to come into the shop and smash things.

"Stop it all!" Huang Mao yelled to stop, and walked up to Aunt Lan, "Give me the money if you're paralyzed!"

"Wait... wait, I'll pay..."

Trembling, Aunt Lan reached into her trouser pocket, and touched the phone with her five fingers.She glanced at the yellow hair cautiously, gritted her teeth and was about to use the shortcut key to call the police.

No matter what you say, Huang Mao is an old fritter among gangsters. Seeing that Aunt Lan can't get out the money, he knows that she must call the police. Come, it's too late for him to escape.

"You still want to call the police if you're paralyzed? See if I don't beat you to death!"

Huang Mao cursed, raised his right hand, and slapped Aunt Lan hard across the face.

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