"Never mind, just do it, don't let it get smashed in your hands in the end."
Cheng Fangqin had just sat down on the bench when she hurried out again.
She had been to the black market many times and, relying on her experience, never concealed herself.
"Brother, can you collect the small yellow croaker?"
Arriving at the familiar stall, Cheng Fangqin sat down casually and placed the bag of small yellow croakers casually on the table.
"Hey, big sister, what a rare visitor! We haven't seen each other for a long time. How are you? Have you been doing well recently?" said the big brother.
"It's just average. I don't live as comfortably as my elder brother." Cheng Fangqin replied.
There is no shortage of gold buyers in the capital, but there is a shortage of people who are willing to buy it.
Any little movement can attract a large number of customers.
She looked for this elder brother because she saw that he was a straightforward person.
"But big brother, I'm not living a comfortable life!!!" the big brother said fiercely. Cheng Fangqin was immediately surrounded by five or six burly men. "Big sister, what I'm saying is that business must be done with integrity. What's the point of using fake goods to trick you, big brother?"
The bundle was torn open, and the small yellow croakers inside fell to the ground and scattered everywhere.
"Brother, I don't understand what you mean." Cheng Fangqin curled up like a frightened bird.
"You don't know? You tell me you don't know, that's so funny. Your father was a general, so how could he give birth to a stupid pig like you?"
The tip of the knife scratched his face, and a string of blood beads oozed out.
People who come to the black market are used to it. They buy their things and leave immediately without stopping for anyone.
"Brother, I really don't know. These things are the dowry my father gave me. How could they be fake?" Cheng Fangqin pleaded. These were all moved out of her Cheng family's warehouse. When she counted them, the locks were all covered with dust and there was no sign of being opened. How could they be fake?
"You really can't cry until you see the coffin, Silly Biao, open the little yellow croaker and show her what's inside."
The man named Sha Biao broke the small yellow croaker with his bare hands in front of Cheng Fangqin.
The small yellow croaker broke into two halves, and the sand inside flowed out.
The small yellow croaker is hollow!!! Cheng Fangqin opened her mouth wide.
Impossible! Her father loves her the most, there is no way he would fool her with fake goods.
"Big sister, I accepted batch after batch of fake goods from you, all for Mr. Cheng's sake. But you're getting more and more demanding, asking for higher and higher prices, and the gold content is getting lower and lower. It's really hard for me to deal with you like this."
Cheng Fangqin felt as if her throat was being strangled, and she couldn't utter a word for a long time.
"Coward, kill him and throw him into a mass grave to feed the dogs."
The eldest brother took two puffs of his cigarette impatiently, and the hot ashes fell on Cheng Fangqin's wound. Cheng Fangqin burst into tears silently.
"Wait, leave some breath, just cripple him. I promised him that."
Cheng Fangqin tugged at her brother's trouser leg, banging her forehead against the tip of his shoe. "I was wrong, brother, please let me go. I have elderly parents and young children to take care of. The family can't live without me."
"None of my business."
Cheng Fangqin was dragged away and was said to be only breathing her last when she was found.
It's dawn~
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