Chapter 59 Calculation (Seeking follow-up reading)
With three hundred yuan in his pocket, Gao Mingcheng carried his load and walked towards a hotel.
This hotel was recommended by the store owner, who told him not to set up a stall to sell the muntjacs, but to sell them directly at the hotel.
The yellow muntjac is a valuable species, and a living one is even rarer. Some hotels are willing to spend a lot of money to buy it for the sake of publicity.
Gao Mingcheng walked all the way to the hotel. In order to take a shortcut, he only needed to pass through a small alley to reach another street.
This is a small county town, and there are not many decent hotels here. They are all concentrated in the center of the county, mainly to accommodate people doing business in the county town and guests from other places.
For example, the villagers in the village never go to a hotel to eat a meal all year round.
Gao Mingcheng suddenly stopped.
He looked at the people who suddenly walked out from the alley in front. There were seven or eight of them in total, all wearing bat-shaped shirts and bell-bottom pants. They were considered a group of people who followed the trend.
They stood in front of Gao Mingcheng and looked at him with malicious smiles in their eyes.
"Brother, I don't recognize you! Which village are you from?" The leader was a very tall man with a shaved head and a scar between his eyebrows, making him look very fierce.
In contrast, Gao Mingcheng has a calm temperament, regular facial features, and looks like an honest and simple person.
Gao Mingcheng looked at the other person without saying anything, but a hint of joy flashed through his eyes. He looked into the other person's pocket, hoping that there would be more money in that pocket.
He put down his burden and strode forward.
The group had a bad feeling, so they immediately gathered together, gathered momentum, and shouted loudly: "Leave the money and the yellow muntjac, and we will spare you!"
Gao Mingcheng raised the corner of his mouth and swung his fist.
He was impatient to engage in verbal battles with others. When he encountered such a thing in his previous life, he would put on airs and argue with the opponent, even if he would lose he would not lose the battle.
But when he started over again, his fighting power was far greater than that of his previous life, so he was too impatient to argue or reason with others.
Just do it!
Three seconds later, there was a scream. One minute later, someone was kicked to the ground. Three minutes later, everyone fell to the ground with bruises and swollen faces.
Gao Mingcheng put his foot on the bald man's chest and glanced at him. He didn't say anything, but his eyes seemed to be saying, "Do you accept it?"
The bald man felt aggrieved and could only glare at Gao Mingcheng with resentment.
How could Gao Mingcheng care about his look? After making sure that everyone was defeated, he began to reap the spoils.
Suddenly, he kicked up quickly, and when it landed, he kicked someone's wrist accurately. As the wrist hurt, the knife in the person's hand flew out and fell to the ground.
It was a sharp knife, and once you were stabbed, the bleeding would continue.
"Ah!" The man screamed and curled up his body. He held the wrist that was kicked tightly with his other hand. He felt extreme pain in his wrist, as if the bones inside were broken.
"Brother Guang...ah, it hurts!" The man screamed and asked the bald man for help.
But the bald man was also beaten badly. When he saw Gao Mingcheng hitting him so hard, he was shocked. Then he realized that Gao Mingcheng must have shown mercy when he attacked him before.
Although they were all beaten with bruises and swollen faces, they were only superficial injuries with no broken bones.
But that kick broke Liu Lu's wrist!
He was terrified and said quickly, "Which sect are you from? We are blind and don't know the real man. Don't bother with us."
He begged for peace in a low voice, and then very tactfully took out all the money in his pocket, and asked the other brothers to take out money as well. Judging from Gao Mingcheng's previous actions, he also planned to collect their property.
It is better to hand it over voluntarily than to be searched.
Gao Mingcheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the money. He did not take it immediately. The bald man thought that he was dissatisfied with the small amount of money, so he quickly took off the watch on his wrist and said with a smile: "It's just a small gift. Please accept it."
The more Gao Mingcheng refused to speak, the more uneasy the bald man felt. His heart was pounding, fearing that Gao Mingcheng was someone important.
He looked at Gao Mingcheng nervously until Gao Mingcheng reached out and took the money and watch. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. As long as he got the money, it would be fine.
It's over!
"Don't worry, we will never dare to fail to recognize a great man again." Although the bald man looks fierce, he can advance and retreat, and his words are beautiful.
Gao Mingcheng glanced at him sideways and had no impression of him. He must be someone he had never dealt with in his previous life.
In front of the bald man and others, he counted the money. The number was very festive, a total of five hundred and twenty yuan!
He worked hard for several days and got 50 kilograms of honey, which he only sold for 300 yuan in total. Now, he got 520 yuan by just fighting. Oh, and also a half-new watch, which he could sell for 30 yuan at a discount.
After putting the money into his trouser pocket, Gao Mingcheng looked at the bald man and the others with a calm gaze, as if he was looking at the God of Wealth.
Without saying a word, he picked up his load, walked past the young man lying on the ground, and headed forward.
The young men hurriedly made way, fearing that they would provoke Gao Mingcheng and be kicked again.
What does it mean that a person is ruthless and doesn't talk much?
The bald man and others have gained some knowledge today!
After Gao Mingcheng was completely gone, the bald man spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm and cursed, "Fuck you!"
"Who targeted this guy?" The bald man looked at his brothers angrily. All of them had bruises and swollen faces, and one of them even had a broken wrist.
"It's Daqing!"
"I, it was Maozi who told me. Maozi said that the man had just sold honey and had three hundred yuan in his trouser pocket!"
"Maozi? Isn't Maozi associated with He Dayou? If he told you, why didn't he come along? Fuck! We can't let this loss go in vain, let's go find He Dayou! If he is really plotting against us, I will make him pay for it!"
The bald man cursed, and the others also became angry and wanted to settle the score with He Dayou.
Across the street, He Dayou, the person in the bald man's mouth, was laughing very wildly.
"Haha, Baldy and the others must have been beaten badly by Gao Mingcheng!"
"Not necessarily. Baldy and his men have knives and they have more people. No matter how powerful Gao Mingcheng is, he is only one person. Isn't it often said that two hands can't beat four punches?" The Maozi next to him held a different opinion.
But He Dayou didn't care, he waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, no matter who wins or loses, I'm happy! The bald guy took over our territory, causing us to have little money recently. That Gao Mingcheng is even worse, not only did he beat us, but he also took away all our money!"
"Now they are biting each other and I am happy!" He Dayou was very proud, completely unaware that danger had quietly arrived.
He schemes against people, but people are not dead beings; how can they be manipulated by him?
PS: The title of this chapter is also called - Move aside, I want to show off!
(End of this chapter)
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