Chapter 243, Do you still charge management fees?

"Hehe, that little girl's film is probably going to scold me to death from the bottom of my heart."

I remembered that two days ago, Tianding Clothing Branch opened.

Chu Ling'er came to support the scene on behalf of Chu Clan, Fang Chen felt a little emotional, at that time Chu Ling'er's small eyes almost popped out.

It's a pity that I don't have time to accompany her, let's talk about it when I go back to the imperial capital.

"Old man, take three servings of Malatang and a case of beer."

A young man with red hair staggered over, sat down on the opposite side of Fang Chen, and then raised his chin towards Fang Chen;
"You, sit next to us, the three of us, only your seat is empty."

If Fang Chen had just debuted, he might have already slapped him.

Talking to Master Fang like that?

Don't know how to write dead?

But now, he doesn't bother to care about a few brats who haven't even grown their hair yet.

Moved a position, and then continued to drink beer leisurely.

Ji Mingming glanced in this direction with a worried expression on his face, he was quietly relieved to see that Fang Chen hadn't clashed with those bastard-looking people.

The old man brought a large bowl of mala tang that had been boiled slowly, and brought it to Fang Chen.

The spicy taste was tangy.

The soup is obviously quite unique, and people who have eaten delicacies like Fang Chen can't help being aroused by the gluttons in their stomachs.

"Brother Fang Chen, you eat first, if it's not enough, I'll cook it for you."

Ji Mingming said with a smile.

Fang Chen started to gobble it up, it tasted very good.

Although not as good as Tianci Mingyue's chef, Malatang has a special charm.

Fang Chen, who was eating, was so anxious that he didn't even bother to talk to Ji Mingming next to him.

"Hey, old man, who told you to set up a stall here?".

At this moment, a few city management officers walked towards this direction, saw an unfamiliar face at the booth, and immediately cursed.

It was beyond Fang Chen's expectation.

At the table next to them, the young men with dyed hair of a livid color stood up in unison.

"This land is covered by my father Li Dahu."

"If you want to charge any stall management fees, you can swallow your thoughts back."

The red hair in the lead seems to have some background at home.

He directly picked up a wine bottle and knocked it on the ground.

Half of the wine bottle was broken, revealing half of the stubble.

The wine bottle in this form is a super weapon for street fights.

"Stop fucking scaring people, brat".

"Hehe, return Li Dahu's son...

Li Dahu himself may not be able to protect himself now, so he still has the time to take care of you?".

The city management glanced at the red-haired punk lightly, then sneered twice with disdain.

Seeing this scene, Fang Chen felt a little funny.

"Old man, management fee, don't pretend to be deaf and dumb to me, management fee".

The urban management kicked at Ji Mingming's Ma La Tang's cart twice, and the soup splashed everywhere, making Ji Mingming's face turn pale with fright.

"Eighteen thousand, one month, if you can't pay, get out!".

The old man's complexion suddenly changed, [-] a month?

He doesn't know if he can make so much money by setting up a stall for a month.

Could it be that he has to pay a management fee to make money when he comes out to do business.

"This……".

The old man gave a wry smile trembling slightly.

Snapped!
"If you don't pay the money, get out, and the things will be confiscated.

Where did all the nonsense come from?".

The old man was slapped, his face hurt, he staggered and almost fell, but fortunately Ji Mingming helped his grandfather behind him.

However, the father and daughter were full of anger, but they dared not say a word.

The red-haired man walked up with a gloomy face and shouted angrily;
"Damn it! Brothers, I can't believe it, I, Li Feilong, can be beaten up in front of you, a little city manager?".

Ji Mingming exclaimed, his face turned pale; "Don't...don't fight...".

The red-haired young man who called himself Li Feihu rushed towards the city management together with the two gangsters behind him.

After all, he is still an ordinary young man with thin arms and legs.

Holding the guy did cause a little damage to the urban management, but the urban management was better than the number of them.

The three of them looked like they were about to be subdued soon.

"Is that your little boyfriend?"

Fang Chen wiped his mouth, got up slowly, Lu Jianbu let out a growl, since this kind of thing happened to him, he naturally wouldn't ignore it.

He wanted to see the abilities of those little bastards.

Hearing this, Ji Mingming said with an aggrieved face;

"No...

no, that's our class monitor.

Don't look at others being cynical, but he has a good personality and likes to help his classmates.

He knows that our family's conditions are not good, so he often brings friends to take care of the business.

My grandfather and I are setting up a stall It was always Li Feilong who came to help."

Hearing this, Fang Chen was slightly surprised.

When I saw the red-haired group walking over just now, they shook their heads, and I thought they were bullying masters.

Unexpectedly, he was still a little bastard with a sense of justice.

This kid is quite interesting.

"Damn it, a bunch of brats, how dare you do anything? Dare to hit me in the balls, fuck, I'll destroy you."

The three gangsters were brought under control, and the leader of the city management was yelling with anger on his face.

It seems that Li Feilong is about to cut off his children and grandchildren.

"Come on, with a few children, there is no need to care about it."

Fang Chen's figure was like a ghost, and he appeared directly in front of the city manager, and slapped down lightly.

Directly control the city management.

"Hey, you're addicted to meddling these days, aren't you? `Damn' the fuck."

A group of urban management officers immediately surrounded him.

Li Feilong breathed a sigh of relief after being rescued, and said to Fang Chen, "Uncle, I didn't expect you to be a bit bloody? But can you do it? Do you want to help?".

Big...uncle?
Fang Chen's eyes stared like copper bells.

"I'm the fuck, who are you calling uncle?".

Fang Chen pointed at Li Feilong's nose and said angrily and amusingly.

"You don't look like a young man.

I thought you were in your 30s, but you just look young."

Li Feilong smiled and handed Fang Chen a wine bottle.

"Fuck them, I will resist if something goes wrong!".

The captain of the urban management team watched Fang Chen and Li Feihu chatting and laughing, and didn't take himself seriously at all, and became furious.

Li Feilong was about to rush out, Fang Chen pulled the young man, "I'll do it".

After saying that, he directly raised the wine bottle, sucked it with his palm, and crushed it!

boom--

There was a loud noise, and the wine bottle shattered into pieces of glass that splashed out, but each piece seemed to be controlled by an invisible force.

All the trajectories almost hit the city management and flew out.

This action directly frightened the urban management officers.

You know, if one is not careful, those glass shards just now will cut their throats!

Of course, this was Fang Chen's deliberate control, and he didn't want to kill because of such a trivial matter.

"you you……".

The captain of the city management team was so frightened that he couldn't speak, how could he fail to see that the young man who would stand up now was actually a master.

Fang Chen smiled slightly; "Do you still charge management fees?".

His smile fell into the eyes of the rest of the urban management, and it was completely devil-like.

"Gollum".

I don't know who swallowed a mouthful of saliva suddenly.

"Wu...

Martial arts master!?".

(End of this chapter)