The god-fortune boss wears an early-dead female supporting role in the chronology

The little bastards were caught off guard by Qiao Muyue's way of eating steamed buns, but now they heard the crowd's discussion, and suddenly became a little anxious, but they are not vegetarians, and it's not like this situation didn't happen, so they naturally have countermeasures .

I saw the little bastard who was still rolling on the ground just got up suddenly, and a few little bastards stopped pretending, and they all showed fierce looks. The short-haired little bastard took a step forward and approached Qiao Muyue. Obviously, he was one of these people. boss.

"Little girl! You have to take the hundred yuan today, and you have to take it if you don't take it, otherwise don't blame me for being cruel..."

As he spoke, he squeezed his hands, as if he was about to hit someone.

Wu Chuanqin who was inside quickly rushed out, protecting Qiao Muyue behind her: "You guys are blackmailing, I have already called the police!"

Those little bastards burst out laughing, no one in Xianghe town would give Director Hu some face, they came to make trouble on the order of Director Hu's daughter, no policeman would dare to take care of them.

"I advise you to cooperate a little bit. Today we only ask for one hundred, tomorrow we will ask for two hundred, and the day after tomorrow we will ask for three hundred. Have you heard of ruining money and avoiding disaster?"

The short-haired gangster laughed especially loudly. At the same time, he looked up and down Qiao Muyue with unscrupulous eyes. This girl looks good, so I can try it later.

Qiao Muyue felt the unscrupulous eyes of the short-haired gangster, and there was a coldness in her eyes. Hu Lingling really angered her this time. She doesn't care if she fires her father. It's a big deal to do other things, but it's okay to find someone to make trouble. The lower limit, then don't blame her for fighting back.

The words and deeds of the little gangster obviously surprised the onlookers. This is really blatant blackmail.

Before Wu Chuanqin could answer, Qiao Muyue took the lead and said, "I won't cooperate today, I want to see what you guys can do..."

Wu Chuanqin was afraid that her daughter would suffer, so she quickly pulled her to stop her from continuing.

But the short-haired gangster was obviously irritated, and went forward to grab Qiao Muyue's hand, but Qiao Muyue's movements were faster than him, directly grabbed the opponent's hand, then pulled and pulled, and fell on his back , The little gangster was thrown out immediately.

Those punks behind were all froze with lewd smiles on their faces, they didn't even notice, they saw their elder brother being thrown out.

The short-haired gangster who was thrown to the ground felt ashamed, and he directly angrily yelled at the other gangsters: "What are you looking at, why are you smashing me..."

The crowd of onlookers backed away in fear of getting hurt, Qiao Muyue set up a posture and prepared to teach these gangsters a lesson, she was more than enough to deal with this little gangster, if she couldn't do it, she called Lao Hei out, there was not enough Lao Hei to deal with, So Qiao Muyue was not afraid at all.

Seeing that the gangsters were about to charge up, Wu Chuanqin was afraid, but she still firmly protected her daughter behind her, and at this moment, an angry shout rang out.

"stop!"

Those little bastards stopped their steps and cursed in their hearts. There are still people who are not afraid of death and dare to meddle in their affairs.

Turning around, a few people in police uniforms ran over, with short hair frowning, why did the police come over so quickly.

Qiao Guilin ran at the front. He was scared to death when he saw the gangster was about to attack his wife and children. He ran faster than the policemen without delay.

Qiao Muyue saw clearly that the policeman who came was actually Officer Song. Shouldn't he be investigating the tomb robber? Why did he come here?

Qiao Guilin came over panting, protecting his wife and children behind him. Officer Song also ran over. He was relieved to see that Qiao Muyue was fine. If something happened to his aunt, he would be dead.

The short-haired gangster took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, and handed one to Police Officer Song: "Brother, please help me, I'm working for Director Tihu!"

Qiao Muyue heard it clearly, it was indeed Hu Lingling.

Police officer Song frowned. There are not many people in Xianghe Town who can be called Director Hu, and they can only be Director Hu of the timber factory.

The short-haired gangster saw Officer Song frowning and knew that he understood who he was talking about. This kind of thing has happened before. There are always some vendors who think that calling the police is useful, so every time the police come, they report to Director Hu. The police will be terrified.

Thinking of the short-haired gangster here, he was a little proud, and looked at Qiao Muyue and the others with a hint of pity. I heard that it was a steamed stuffed bun shop opened by mud legs, so I didn't know that people's hearts were sinister.

The middle-aged policeman in front of me took it for a long time without seeing the cigarettes handed over. The short-haired gangster's face was not very good-looking, and his tone was slightly threatening: "What? Don't you want to give Director Hu face?"

Officer Song looked at it coldly, then he stretched out his hand to push away the cigarette, and said to the police behind him, "Cuff people!"

The short-haired gangster and his younger brother thought that Officer Song was going to handcuff Qiao Muyue and others, so they all showed smug smiles, but the next moment, their smiles froze on their faces, because they saw that the cold handcuffs were handcuffed to themselves hands.

The short-haired gangster suddenly became anxious: "You handcuffed the wrong person, it's them...it's them..."

As he spoke, he pointed at Qiao Muyue and the others.

Police Officer Song didn't bother to answer at all, and looked directly at Qiao Muyue: "What are they doing here?"

Qiao Muyue took a look at the gangsters: "They ate a mouthful of steamed stuffed buns and said they had a stomachache. They wanted us to pay a hundred yuan. After being exposed, they threatened me. Today they will lose money and avoid disasters. Today they will pay one hundred yuan. Two hundred, the day after tomorrow will be three hundred..."

Officer Song nodded: "That's extortion. One hundred plus two hundred plus three hundred equals six hundred. If it exceeds five hundred, it's a major case. If it's true, you'll go to jail directly!"

Qiao Muyue looked at Police Officer Song's serious calculation, she really wanted to give him a thumbs up.

The short-haired gangster really panicked now, and was about to go to jail. He quickly said, "I belong to Director Hu, you know Director Hu, Director Hu of the timber factory, don't you understand?"

Officer Song waved his hand and signaled the policemen to take him down. Those policemen were all young men with a sense of justice. When the struggle became fierce, I kicked it with one kick, and after two kicks, I became much more honest.

The onlookers applauded loudly, and Qiao Guilin and Wu Chuanqin quickly expressed their thanks.

Because there were still people who wanted to buy steamed stuffed buns, Qiao Guilin and Wu Chuanqin didn't delay, they hurriedly started to do business, and asked Qiao Muyue to greet Officer Song.

After her parents had entered the bun shop, Qiao Muyue asked, "What's wrong?"

Not long after the hospital left, Officer Song came to look for her. There must be something wrong. She didn't believe her father called the police so promptly.

Hearing Qiao Muyue's words, Police Officer Song didn't delay, and said directly: "As soon as Director Sun and I arrived at the police station, we received statements from the province, all from those grave robbers!"