C99 (1/2)

Chapter 99 - Mind's Mist (2)

This fellow was around 1.8 meters tall, was fat, and had a dirty face. While shouting, he gestured with the kitchen knife in his hand, and many passersby distanced themselves from him.

This guy's character was also not that good. Many people curiously asked him a few questions about the pork meat, but they all felt that it was inappropriate and did not buy it.

He might not necessarily ask the price, but that pork meat seller felt like someone stole his money, and if he did not buy it, it would be offending him. He picked up his kitchen knife and directly pushed the person asking the price onto the pork meat board, and shouted: ”If you don't buy it, why the hell are you asking me? You're here to cause trouble, if you don't want to buy 50 jin of meat, then don't even think of leaving!”

The moment I heard this, I'll f * * k you! Buy 50 jin! Do you think they are running a restaurant like this?

He was a tattooed Scholar guy, his face red and thick as a Neck, unable to escape from the hands of the meat seller. At this time, the fuerdai walked over to the meat vendor, pointed at a pig head hanging on the counter and said, ”How much is one catty?”

The butcher stared at the rich second generation, picked up the pig head, and threw it in front of the rich second generation, saying, ”I'll sell it to you for a total of three thousand yuan, leave the money and people go!”

How was this a meat seller? It was all a robbery!

There were three or four pig heads hanging on top of the steel shelves, and the one who took them down just now was one of them. At this time, the rich second generation pointed at the side of the steel shelves and said: ”I'm not talking about that pig head, I'm talking about that pig head!”

Hearing that, the fat seller immediately let that Scholar go, then pointed the spearhead at the rich second generation and said: ”It's all f * cking similar, you can pick whatever you want. Since you want to buy so much, I'll sell you all the pig heads, a total of 12,000, give me a little less and you won't even think of leaving!”

The rich second generation's temper was actually good, and they were not angry at all. He directly waved his hand, and the entire iron shelf was thrown to the ground, and when he looked at the meat, he immediately turned red from anger, but he did not expect that in the next second, the rich second generation actually took out a Wallet and slammed it on the meat table.