Chapter 19: Fruit sellers block the road

"No hurry, no hurry." The gangster with a bunch of yellow hair on his head held a cigarette in his mouth and said very calmly, "Let them alone for a while. If they don't come out, we won't come out. If this stalemate continues, it will cause them a certain amount of psychological pressure, they promised to be honest after a while, and it is estimated that a few scares can be done. If you can do it, it is best not to do it. I just want to be a quiet and beautiful man, and I hate fighting the most. ” Hearing this, the strong man in the vest couldn't help thinking of a sentence in his heart. Gangsters were not scary, only the educated gangsters were scary. "You are still very good, and your ability is outstanding." The strong man in the vest started to flatter him. "There are masters in every walk of life. The one who only knows how to fight and kill has no future." The gangster with yellow hair said proudly, "Now, I guess they have panicked. Oh, man, you little brat, who told you to drive forward? Do you want to hit a big truck with a van? Do you want to die?" "No... I didn't drive it. It was... the big truck hitting me." The gangster in the driver's seat was so scared that he almost peed, and said tremblingly. "Fuck!" The gangster with yellow hair could no longer remain calm. He slapped his driver on the back of his head and shouted, "Back off, do you want to die?" "Boom!" The driver put the car in reverse gear, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed towards the back. As a result, everyone in the car was not prepared and was immediately shocked. "Fuck, what are you doing?" The gangster with yellow hair covered his forehead and cursed. When the large truck approached the van, the three vans were all retreating. In front of the large truck, the van was as vulnerable as a small toy. "Stop, stop!" At this time, a man jumped out of a van and stood in front of the truck, waving and yelling. "Stop. I want to see what tricks these people want to play!" Francis spoke calmly. After the large truck stopped, Francis jumped down from the seat and walked towards them. At this time, all three vans stopped. The doors opened, and a group of people came out of the vans. Some of them had steel pipes, baseball bats and other weapons in their hands, and they swarmed up. Seeing this posture, the driver of the large truck hid in the cab and did not dare to get out. "Tribbiani! Did you do this?" In the crowd of the other people, Francis saw an acquaintance. It was the village tyrant Tribbiani! "Francis." Tribbiani said with a cold tone and a malicious light in his eyes, "I warned you not to go against me, but you don't listen. Then, I can only do this." "Are you the guy who buys fruits at high prices in the village?" Next to Tribbiani, a strong man in a vest had a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Francis with disdain. "It's not me who buys it at a high price. It's you who buy it at a low price." Facing a group of people on the other side, Francis remained very calm and said. "Tsk tsk...boy, you are eloquent." Ken threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and said in a deep voice, "Boy, let me be honest with you. If you do this, you are breaking the rules of the industry. Please stop it." Qingyang County was small. There were originally several fruit vendors, and in order to compete for business, they bid against each other, resulting in low profits. But now, several fruit vendors have joined forces to not only buy fruits from farmers at low prices, but also sell them to supermarkets in the county at high prices. As a result, profits were rising. Now in the entire county, except for the Fresh Fruits, other fruit supermarkets were forced to accept their prices. At this juncture, they naturally would not allow people like Francis to appear, as that would destroy their financial path. "Industry rules?" Francis sneered, "You jointly monopolize and earn high-profit margins. Is this the industry rule? If this is the so-called industry rule, then I'm sorry, let me break this bullshit industry rule!" "Boy, you have the courage!" Ken gave Francis a thumbs up and said, "I just admire talented young people like you." "Ken, why are you talking nonsense to him?" At this time, Tribbiani said with a flattering look on his face, "This boy has a stubborn temper. He was too stubborn back then and was beaten into a fool. Now he has recovered from his illness, but he is still so stubborn. If we don't beat him and make him beg for mercy, he won't give in.” "Then there's nothing to talk about." The man named Ken Zhou turned his gaze to Francis and said coldly. "If you ask me to stop and continue to let Tribbiani buy fruits at low prices in the village, then there is no need to talk." Francis was calm and he spoke calmly. By purchasing fruits in the village, not only could he make money himself, but it could also help the villagers make more money. There was no way he would give in on this matter. Any obstacle that prevented him from making money would be broken directly. "Okay, okay, okay!" Ken said "okay" three times in a row, then turned his gaze to the gangster with yellow hair, who was leaning on the van not far behind him, and said, "Man, I leave it to you." "Ok." The man nodded and said, "As promised before, let us come over with 20,000 dollars. If we do it, it will be 50,000!" "Okay! After everything is done, the money will be yours." Ken nodded. If a county's fruit business could form a monopoly, the profits would be astonishing. Who cared about the fifty thousand? He earned it in half a day. "Guys, come on." The man held the baseball bat in his hand and said with a smile, "After this, I will take you to the rich bathing city, and each of you will have a girl!" Hearing his words, more than a dozen gangsters suddenly showed cheerful smiles, and then surrounded Francis with smiles. "Boy, please be gentle. In this case, you will suffer less physical pain." Although he was frightened before, he still looked relaxed now. Fighting was just a common occurrence for him! Faced with his "kindness", Francis said calmly, "We farmers don't cause trouble, but we are not afraid of trouble! If surrender is the only solution, then I'm sorry, I can't do it." "Little bastard, I've given you some chances, haven't I?" The man was furious and pointed the baseball bat in his hand directly at Francis's head. The wind was howling, and if this baseball bat hit his head, it would definitely end in a bad ending. However, just when the baseball bat was close to Francis's head, and still a few centimeters away, it suddenly stopped. It wasn't that the man was soft, but that his wrist was grabbed by a strong hand and he couldn't move. "You……" He was full of horror. "Get down!" Francis snorted coldly and kicked him in the stomach. He screamed and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up again. "He beat our brother. Let's all come together and fight him!" When a group of gangsters saw their master being beaten, they rushed up screaming.