C132 (2/2)

The police being called was the best choice. When the police arrived, Zhang Yitian was taken away, along with the dozens of baskets of vegetables.

Furthermore, when he came here, he had seen the price tag. Zhang Yitian's basket of vegetables was priced at over a hundred, and a few tens of the basket would cost a few thousand yuan.

Ma Zeli's heart was once again filled with sweetness and joy, although Wang Yong's money …

Ma Zeli thought again and realized that he had been careless. He slapped his round bald head and planned again.

He waved at Wang Yong: ”You, come here!”

Wang Yong was startled, what was the point of singing like this? Why did she ask him to do this for no reason at all?

Although Wang Yong was surprised, he still happily walked over.

”Is there something wrong with the Chief Ma?” Wang Yong's tone was very light, and carried the intent to probe.

Ma Zeli coughed twice, pretending to be serious, he spoke slowly: ”It's like this, when the police come, they will take him away, we will take away this batch of vegetables that have been seized.”

Wang Yong turned to look at Zhang Yitian, cursing him in his heart: I let you brat be so arrogant, is it over now? Someone wants to catch you...

Wang Yong was still worried for Zhang Yitian, so Ma Zeli hit him with a baton on his head: ”Of course, you are at fault here! ”So …”

Wang Yong thought that she had misheard her conversation, ”Hmm?” He thought to himself, what the f * * k does this have to do with me? You did not come to find Yin Zhang Yitian.

Wang Yong's heart thumped once, as an ominous feeling gradually spread out from his heart.

Ma Zeli saw that Wang Yong did not want to accept his fate, so he made a furious expression and threatened: ”He was found to have heavy metals in your supermarket.

Although Wang Yong was a dignified general manager of a supermarket, he was born with a fear of official orders, and upon seeing Ma Zeli's attitude become unyielding, he immediately turned cowardly.

He did not say a word, and only looked at Ma Zeli, waiting for the chief to give him a nonchalant accusation, and how much money he would take in the end.

”According to the regulations, people like you will be fined fifty thousand yuan!” Ma Zeli said indifferently.

”Fifty thousand?” Wang Yong was shocked. Why didn't you go and snatch it? Talking about fifty thousand?

Seeing Wang Yong being so surprised, Ma Zeli was a little afraid, he could only secretly discuss this matter with Wang Yong, this was pure blackmail, he was afraid that Wang Yong would spread it.

Therefore, Ma Zeli hurriedly reached out his hand to press at Wang Yong's neck, and reprimanded: ”Lower your f * cking voice, didn't I not finish speaking?”

”Ugh …” ”Go ahead.”

”I think you don't know either. So, we won't follow the rules. Just pay thirty thousand and I'll consider it as you passing!”

Wang Yong looked at Ma Zeli in disbelief, thinking that the discount was really low.

”How is it?” ”If you feel that's not right, then we can only follow the normal procedures. Don't blame me for not reminding you, that way, you'll be suffering when the time comes, so you can bear it yourself!”

Although Wang Yong was furious, he did not dare to show it on his face.

It was not easy for him, Wang Yong, to have come so far, and he did not want to be the least bit lacking.

Forget it, spending money to end this calamity was a matter of course.

Just as Wang Yong was about to reply, he felt something light on his back, and suddenly, Ma Zeli took his hand away.

Wang Yong raised his head to look at Ma Zeli, only to realize that his entire face was twisted into a ball. Then, he looked up, only to see that Zhang Yitian had appeared out of nowhere behind him, and her hand was fiercely grabbing onto Ma Zeli's wrist.

Wang Yong still vividly remembered Zhang Yitian's methods and strength. Back then, Zhang Yitian had single-handedly dealt with the dozens of thugs inside the Tianfu Hall.

Wang Yong hurriedly reached out his hands to grab Ma Zeli's hands, while urging Zhang Yitian: ”Aiyo! Ancestor, you have to be slow. His thin arms and thin legs can't stand up to your grasp! ”

Wang Yong looked at Ma Zeli's rod-like arm, and immediately realised his description was wrong. He immediately urged, ”Let go, let go now …”

Ma Zeli's face was completely red, his mouth was still groaning, ”Release... Let me go... ”Oh, it hurts …”

Zhang Yitian fiercely glared at Wang Yong, and scolded him: ”Look at your cowardly look!”