Chapter 557 (1/2)

Just as they were about to finish eating.

Suddenly, a roar of motorcycles came from the street. The speed of the motorcycles was very fast, splashing a large amount of dust, which made the surrounding pedestrians and vendors covered with ashes and dirt.

One of them was about to scold, but other vendors covered his mouth: ”if you don't want to be beaten, just bear it. That's brother Baimao!”

As soon as I heard that it was brother Baimao, the aggrieved vendors immediately shut up. Brother Baimao is a bully in the nearby market. He is domineering and depends on collecting protection fees for a living. If anyone dares not to pay, he won't have to set up a stall here in the future except being beaten.

The harsh engine sound attracted Lu Yu's attention. He frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. After all, riding a motorcycle is not against the law.

I saw that six or seven modified Harley motorcycles roared over, making a harsh sound, with more than a dozen young people in strange clothes sitting on them.

Where they passed, those who set up stalls gave way one after another, as if they had seen the God of plague.

Soon, these Harley motorcycles came to the front of the stall.

”Hey, dead woman, it's time to pay the health fee this month!” Cried a young man. He was thin and thin, and his hair was dyed gray and white, like a miscellaneous hair husky.

This market was originally opened by the government to take care of the reemployment of laid-off workers, but this white haired youth clearly saw ”business opportunities” from it. In a different word, collecting health fees is actually protection fees.

Aunt Zhang turned pale, quickly put down the frying spoon, immediately ran over and said in a low voice: ”brother Bai... Brother Bai Mao, I just exchanged this big stall. You see, can you... Can you tolerate...”

No wonder Aunt Zhang was embarrassed. She only exchanged the food stall for two weeks and paid 2000 for three times. Up to now, the food stall has not made any money, but has lost thousands. In this way, there is no need to do this business.

Did the previous boss want to cash out? It can't live at all.

The white haired youth shouted angrily: ”fuck, it's none of my business. In a word, if you don't pay the health fee, go away!”