Siheyuan: Fatty’s Counterattack

Chapter 142

Good guy, it only sold for six yuan when Fatty was in elementary school; now it’s actually sold for one yuan and two?

Finally, he saw the surprised look on the fat man's face. Yang Weimin looked proud: "Don't think it's expensive. This is the only one. Do you know where this thing comes from? Yunnan! You can't find it in a state-owned store." You can’t buy them, they’re all sold secretly…”

When he said this, Fatty understood. Isn't this the prototype of a traitor?

Do you know why they fight desperately for people and territory? It’s not just for profit!

Whoever has more people under his command and occupies more territory will make money.

Major department stores, shops, and supply and marketing cooperatives all have their people.

We line up at the door every day at dawn to be the first to buy those in-demand products.

After finishing the collection, come to Yang Weimin and sell it, and the price difference will easily be 2-3 times!

Now you understand why even the police uncles look down on those big guys, right?

Because the two sides are not the same number at all.

Those big boys just have nowhere to put their raging hormones, and they are either thinking about fighting or having sex all day long.

It's a big deal, it's a security risk.

But Yang Weimin and others are a dynamic social organization, smuggling goods, bullying and dominating the market... It has become a climate and has caused great harm to society, so they must be eliminated!

The fat man looked at Yang Weimin: "Why, last time it was electronic parts, and this time you want me to help you get this?"

Yang Weimin's expression was very exaggerated: "Fat man, you misunderstood me! You really misunderstood me. Brothers, I want to make money together and make everyone rich. Ask Golden Retriever, how much does he earn per month by following me?"

The golden-haired tiger had a rebellious look on his face: "I'm telling you, you've made a lot more money than I did in this hellish place!"

Grandson, did you get the wrong script? Why are you stealing my lines?

The fat man had a joking look on his face: "It seems like the pie is really falling out of the sky today. Tell me, what's a way to make a fortune?"

Yang Weimin then took out a wad of money from his purse and said, "It's simple. In a few days, my brother will have a deal. Fatty, you just need to bring someone to support you. The money will be used to pay for the hard work of your brothers." .”

After saying that, he took out an extra envelope and patted it gently: "These are just for you, brother. How about you, can you help me with this?"

The fat man weighed the envelope and found that it was only eighty yuan at most; and the ones he had taken out before were only twenty or thirty yuan at most.

Want to bribe the workers' picket team at the steel rolling mill with such a small amount of money? This grandson really regarded him as a beggar.

But Fatty didn't reject him face to face. The policeman had expected it, so he said this to him: "Don't be soft-spoken when eating, and don't be soft-hearted when arresting people."

After sending Yang Weimin and the others away, Fatty called the police uncle and reported everything that had just happened.

Because there is another half to what the police uncle said, which is: "Everything seized must be returned to the public."

On the phone, the police uncle asked: "How much does he plan to pay?"

"One hundred and twenty-eight dollars and forty-six cents."

"Good guy, everything is correct. It seems you didn't set up an ambush."

The fat man said angrily: "Can I stop doing this?"

The police uncle was delighted when he heard this: "Okay, okay, keep the money and hand it over to the public when the time comes. I will apply for a commendation from my superiors later."

The fat man sighed on the phone: "Other leaders are like painting cakes, but it's better for you to just paint Buddha and jump over the wall for me!"

"..."

On the penultimate day before the operation, Shi Bowen came to see Fatty at home again.

"The Smiling Tiger came to me in a panic today and said that Yang Weimin had been posting hero posts recently and had called all the people under him who were working for him. He also told these people under him to just call people. As long as they are needed. Yes, give each person two yuan!"

The fat man shook his head: "It seems that he wants to fight with you over there. At this point, he is still picking on Sosou. This is the end of his pattern."

Shi Bowen was about to speak but he stopped, and the fat man glared at him: "If you have anything to say, just say it!"

Shi Bowen then said, "Fat Master, can you let the smiling tiger come back?"

"I know you value brotherhood, but the question is, will he come back?"

Shi Bowen was speechless after saying "Is he willing?"

Of course the smiling tiger refused! This kid is still addicted to the so-called "cards" and can't extricate himself.

After all, they are Yang Weimin's old brothers. Although he doesn't take them with him now because of the benefits, he is still willing to rely on these old brothers now that he is employing people.

The fat man sighed: "You have been keeping a close eye on Qinlonghu lately. Don't let me do anything wrong."

But the more you are afraid of something, the more it will happen.

Fatty received a call from Shi Bowen in the afternoon: "Fat Master is not good. This guy Qinlonghu left with Golden Haired Tiger. When I went to his house to look for him, I found that he left me a note. The address is..."

The fat man put down the phone and rushed out of the office.

He picked up the whistle in his hand and blew it hard while shouting: "Everyone, gather!"

The whistle sounded three times and more than ten people came. This is very good. The fat man shouted at them: "Our comrades may be in danger, pick up the trouble and come with me to save people!"

The fat man led others, and everyone rode bicycles, rushing all the way, but it was still too late...

When we were almost there, only Shi Bowen was still standing.

This guy was covered in blood. He was holding a broken stick with one hand and dragging the unconscious Qinlonghu with the other hand, beating and retreating.

The guys who beat him the hardest all had knives in their hands, and they chased and beat Shi Bowen fiercely, as if they were fighting for their lives!

The fat man pedaled his bicycle fiercely, and took advantage of the inertia to fly into the air, leaping past his master Bowen. The shield in his hand helped him block the stabbing knife, and he smashed the man's bones with a backhand stick!

At the same time, he put the whistle in his mouth and blew it loudly while beating.

When I saw it on the other side, it turned out to be a workers' picket team. I was scared, and all the people calling for friends ran away.

Only the seven or eight most ruthless guys didn't retreat and came towards the fat man, with the intention of asking him to explain that they were here.

I know that these people are cunning, I know that these people are arrogant, and I also know that these people fight to the death. But no matter how much we know from movies, TV series, or hearsay, it is not as shocking as seeing it with our own eyes!

Fatty's whole body was trembling, and he was fighting back with the muscle memory provided by his full-level combat skills.

I have lived for 60 years in my two lifetimes, and this is the first time I have encountered a situation like this.

Although there are many monsters to fight in Stardew Valley, those monsters are all cartoon style, and you can tell they are fake at a glance.

It's all true now! Fatty's adrenaline surged, and for the first time he knew the true meaning of the word "fight".