"Two hundred thousand? Haha, you beat up my people. Now this matter will not be resolved without two million." Zhamao saw that Le Ye's name scared these little brats, so he immediately asked for a huge sum of money.
"Two million? Sure." Mo Laishi replied with a smile.
Zhamao was delighted when he heard this.
But the next second, this white-haired boy with a harmless smile picked up two beer bottles and weighed them in his hands.
"What do you want to do? Don't..." Before Zhamao could finish his words, he saw a beer bottle getting closer and closer to his head.
Bang! Bang!
There were two consecutive sounds of bottles breaking, followed by a scream of pain: "Ah..."
Blood flowed from the hairy head, staining half of his face red.
"One bottle costs one million. You don't have to pay for it." Mo Laishi clapped his hands and said.
Damn, Brother Mo, do you have any misunderstanding about the two million?
Is there a possibility that the two million that Zhamao just mentioned refers to us giving it to him, rather than him giving it to us?
Lin Huai and the others were all stunned. They didn't expect that Mo Laishi would blow the other person's head off without even saying hello.
Who is the gangster after all?
Just then, two police cars drove over here. Lao Chen, the owner of the barbecue restaurant, was holding his mobile phone in a daze.
He had just called the police, how come the police came so quickly?
The police car stopped next to the table where Morales and others were sitting. A middle-aged man with a big belly and Mediterranean features got out of the car, followed by several policemen.
"I'm Gou Dongxi, the chief of the Haisha District Police Station. I suspect you are involved in provoking disturbances and gathering a crowd to fight. Everyone, please kneel on the ground with your hands behind your heads and accept investigation."
The middle-aged man was not talking to those thugs, but was looking down at Mo Laishi and others.
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