The bigot's heart is reborn

Chapter 132

A group of teams set off in the direction of the village entrance.

He Siyuan and He Siyuan were at the back of the team. Although they couldn't be on camera, they were always watching Qiao Chen's every move.

They held their mobile phones and monitored the atmosphere in the live broadcast room.

Seeing that in such a short time, some familiar fans ran to Qiao Chen's live broadcast room and yelled, feeling angry and helpless.

At this moment, the two people behind suddenly realized that the walking team suddenly stopped.

There seemed to be some huge movement ahead. The two looked at each other and moved forward unconsciously.

After walking from the rear to the front, I was surprised to find that there were many tents on the opposite side of the bridge, and all kinds of horns in front of the tents were very lively, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that a team whose number is no less than their program group is running amok in the middle of the circus.

The leader has yellow hair, scars on his face, a cigarette in his mouth, and looks like a hooligan.

He was patting the shoulder of the owner of one of the circuses, with a malicious look on his face.

"Boss, people say that businessmen know how to be flexible. My brothers are very curious about your stuff. You can figure it out yourself?"

The owner of the circus is a middle-aged uncle in his 40s. Although he is tall, the hardships of life make him look a little thin and thin.

"Here, young man, it's not easy for us. The place is also rented, so we can only rely on the tickets to make a living."

Such a large group of young men ranging from teenagers to young people in their twenties rushed to them purely to cause trouble on purpose.

Lougang Village belongs to S Township. It is quite a distance from the county seat. The only road is still bumpy and has little contact with the outside world, which has caused its economic development to be slow.

Once the economy falls behind, people's thinking cannot keep up.

There are many people here who have not gone to school, and it has been better in recent years. There are nine years of compulsory education, and most people can still go to junior high school. In the past, these people can go to elementary school.

The level of education is not high, even if you go out, you can't find any good jobs.

After finishing junior high school, many young men are like jobless people. When there are many jobless people, they become gangsters when they get together.

The big gangsters led the little gangsters, and gathered so many people, how could these bosses be able to resist.

As soon as the yellow hair heard the boss's refusal, he immediately smiled and said, "Don't you be ashamed of yourself?"

"No, look at this tent just set up, we haven't even returned the rent, young man, don't make things difficult for us? Why don't I give you a 5% discount, the fare is three yuan to see it once, you every How about 1 yuan and 5 per person”

"1 yuan and 5?" Huang Mao shook his legs, exhaled the smoke from his mouth, and suddenly said, "Bang!" He stepped forward and punched the boss: "Is it still 1 yuan and 5?"

"Ah, hit someone, hit someone!"

His punch immediately caused quite a commotion.

Some small vendors selling sugar cane, popcorn, and candied haws helped pack their things and retreated from the circus.

Just kidding, these guys fight, even if they touch their things, they don't know how to reason with him.

"How do you beat people? You are young, what is wrong with you, who are you beating?"

After the boss was beaten, a pregnant woman ran out of the circus tent.

About 30 years old, but with a vicissitudes on his face and a loud voice, relying on his stomach, he hurriedly protected his husband behind him.

(End of this chapter)