Lao Tzu is Hades

Halfway through the meal, someone suddenly came in front of the stall.

Pan Mudan was so anxious that he stopped eating his noodles, put his chopsticks aside, wiped his mouth, and said, "I'm full, Xiaofeng, eat slowly!"

As she said, she pushed her bowl towards Jiang Feng and said, "If you don't have enough, eat my bowl, and you almost didn't move it! Don't call it yourself. This is too expensive to be a good deal!" , Hurried out.

Looking at Pan Mudan's anxious look, as well as the twisted waist and butt, Jiang Feng nodded secretly, wondering if she was a capable and good woman!

Of course, the most important thing is to look good, otherwise it is all fake!

Jiang Feng took the bowl of noodles Pan Mudan had just eaten, and ate with relish...

...

Let’s say that when Pan Mudan returned to the stall, he saw that they were two young youths, their complexions flushed, and they were full of alcohol. They should have just come out of the restaurant after drinking.

Pan Mudan opened the cloth and said, "Look at what you need, I have everything on this stall!"

"Are there any underwear?" one of the young men asked.

"Yes!" Pan Mudan bent over and took a few of them and said, "Look, they are made of pure cotton with prints on them, so they are comfortable to wear!"

The young man smiled wryly: "Not this kind of underwear!"

"What kind of thing is that?" Pan Mudan didn't quite understand what the other party meant.

The young man looked down at Pan Mudan's skirt and said, "I want to ask, can you sell the one you wear inside?"

Pan Mudan blushed at that time, and said in a bad mood: "Buy when you buy something, don't make trouble if you don't buy it, I'm busy, I don't have time to talk with you!"

"Oh, the little lady is angry?" The young man said, "No nonsense, what I said is true! Can you sell the one you wear inside? Is it okay for a thousand yuan?"

"Don't sell! Don't say one thousand, don't sell ten thousand!" Pan Mudan was also angry, righteously saying, "If you dare to make trouble, I will call the police!"

"Just you? You want to call the police?" The young man said, "Do you know that your stall violates the rules? The police are really coming. They will arrest you first, and the stall will have to be confiscated. You may have to pay a fine. You report!"

"I..." Pan Mudan was threatened by the other party, and there was really nothing to do.

...

While talking, two young people came to Pan Mudan's side, one from left to right.

One of them took her arm, and the other squatted down to take off her skirt and said, "Come on, little lady, sell this one to us! I like this smell the most, especially if you are like you. A tender and tender young woman!"

Pan Mudan was caught by his arm, and couldn't get away. He was so anxious to cry!

God!

Why am I so poor!

I used to marry a crippled husband, and I was scolded, beaten, and suspected every day; now that I am divorced, why is someone still trying to bully me?Am I just a hard-working person?

If these two little hooligans succeed today, I...I won't live anymore!

Thinking about it, Pan Mudan's tears fell.

...

Pan Mudan said that the sky should not, and the ground is not working, there are many pedestrians coming and going, but none of them dare to speak for themselves.

"Dog hit the seed, stop!"

At this moment, there was an imposing shout in front of him, and when he looked up, it turned out that it was Jiang Feng who came back after eating the noodles.

"Xiao Feng!"

Pan Mudan yelled affectionately as if seeing a relative.

Jiang Feng flew up, stepped across the stall and came in front of him, grabbing with both hands, and directly raised the two punks above his head.

"Cao Nima, even my sister dare to bully, I will kill you!"

Jiang Feng slammed the two against the bluestone slab under his feet!

"Ouch!"

Both of them broke their arms when they were smashed, and one of them hurt their internal organs and vomited blood. The audience screamed.

Jiang Feng was still uncomfortable. He stripped them naked, took a bundle of rope from the stall, tied them up, and hung them high on the plane tree by the side of the road, rushing to the crowd of onlookers and said: "If any of you dare to call the police, They are the end!"

Everyone is just eating melons, no one dare to say a word, let alone saving people.

"Xiao Feng!"

At this time, Pan Mudan suddenly recovered and couldn't help but rushed into his arms.

"Okay, Sister Mudan, it's okay!" Jiang Feng touched her hair, feeling her gentle body like water, his heart was about to move.

It took a long time for Pan Mudan to vent his emotions, wiped his tears, and said, "Thank you, Xiaofeng, if it wasn't for you, I..."

Jiang Feng interrupted her and said, "We all live under the same roof. What are you and me? Don't say thank you in the future!"

"Okay!" Pan Mudan looked up at the two young people who were struggling in embarrassment, laughing.

"Sister! Auntie! Mom! Grandma! Please, let us go!"

"Yes, we were drunk and confused for a while, and we won't dare anymore!"

The two young men met the suffering master, and knew that begging Jiang Feng would not work, so they turned to Pan Mudan for mercy.

Pan Mudan hadn't completely relieved his anger, and said angrily: "Hang the two of you overnight! Shut me up, dare to say another word, I will let my brother beat you!"

The two were so frightened that they didn't dare to beg for mercy anymore.

...

The passers-by were still onlookers, pointing and pointing, as if watching the excitement is not too big an issue.

Pan Mudan was bullied so much just now, none of them were in their early days.

Jiang Feng didn't look good to them either, grabbing a handful of socks from the stall, and rushing to the passerby: "A pair of fifty yuan, can you buy it?"

"Fifty? Don't buy or buy!"

"It's too expensive to buy!"

"There are socks at home, so don't buy them!"

...

"What? Not buying?"

Jiang Feng's body shook, and said, "You are standing here and hindering us from doing business. Why don't you buy it? Sister Peony, where is my Qinglong Yanyue knife? Bring it over, and I will give these people a middle point!"

"Ah... give me a pair!"

"Wow, fifty dollars a pair, so cheap! I want two pairs!"

"I have a double pair too!"

...

Under the coercive and lure of Jiang Feng, fifty pairs of socks were wiped out in no time, and they sold for a full two thousand five hundred yuan!

Pan Mudan was dumbfounded a long time ago, when she reacted, the socks were all sold out!

After the audience had bought socks, they didn't dare to stay anymore. Why should they go? After all, no one knows whether Jiang Feng will sell other socks.

"Sister, this is your income!" Jiang Feng stuffed Qian Chaopan Mudan's arms.

"Xiao Feng!" Pan Mudan was happy and scared looking at so much money. The hands holding the money were trembling, and said, "This...this...we are strong buying and selling, right? I usually do it. For five yuan a pair..."

"It's okay!" Jiang Feng said, "You deserve it!"

Pan Mudan was still anxious. After thinking about it, he would find a temple, burn incense, worship Buddha, and beg the Bodhisattva for forgiveness.

...

At ten o'clock in the evening, Pan Mudan was about to close his stall and go home, seeing that pedestrians became scarce on the road.

At this time, her heart still softened, and Jiang Feng let the two gangsters off her head.

After hanging up for a long time, the two little gangsters mixed with bruises and bruises. They were beaten up again by Jiang Feng and hurried to the hospital for treatment.