The Strongest Medical Immortal in the City

Chapter 384: Brother Song Will Kill You

"Little boy, don't talk nonsense, I'm here to travel, what kind of **** protection fee is charged?" Long Ge quickly glared at the little boy and said.

The little boy said loudly: "You came to collect the protection fee. Last time, my father didn't give it. You kicked him and vomited blood. I remember you!"

"Little bastard, what are you talking nonsense?" Long Ge suddenly became angry.

"What did you say?" Fang Chuan said, slapped his hand on the face of Brother Long.

"Ouch!" Long Ge let out a scream, covering his face, feeling hot and painful, although he was angry, he didn't dare to do anything to Fang Chuan.

He waved his hand quickly: "This kid has a wrong memory."

"I didn't!" The little boy quickly took Fang Chuan's hand, "Big brother, I remember correctly, I will never forget it in my life. It was him! Originally my father was beaten several times, but he kicked his father later. Kicked and vomited blood, it's still not good now!"

With that, the little boy started crying and sobbed hard.

Fang Chuan's face sank and looked at Brother Long, "What are you guys, and why should you charge them for their protection?"

"This..." Brother Long laughed dryly, "This is also what Brother Song meant. After all, this place is remote and prone to thieves. Therefore, it is normal for us to protect them from thieves and robbers and charge some fees."

"Fart!" Fang Chuan yelled, raised his hand and slap again, and slapped Brother Long directly on the ground. "Thieves and robbers are of course under the supervision of the police. Do you want your protection?"

"This is what Song Brother meant." Long Ge was also angry, and said angrily, "Do you think you can fight, you can control Song Brother? You can fight again, can you ever shoot?"

"Gun?" Fang Chuan smiled.

"Not bad!" Long Ge thought that Fang Chuan had been harmed, he felt a little more confident, and said with a sneer, "Song Ge has a gun, and there are people. It doesn't matter if you hit me, I will let you go. However, you can't do things here No matter, otherwise, Song Ge will kill you!"

"He is so lawless?" Fang Chuan looked at Brother Long.

Brother Long sneered and said, "In this place, Brother Song is the law. He knows many people above, and it is no problem for him to kill one person."

"So amazing?" A cold light flashed in Fang Chuan's eyes, and then took another look at the tenants in the shantytown who were onlookers.

These people have simple clothes and old styles. Most of them are dark-skinned women.

They looked at Fang Chuan, with a little hope in their eyes and a little panic.

They seem to want to speak, but they dare not speak.

Obviously, they were afraid of being bullied.

Fang Chuan was a little angry!

These people left their hometowns and came to the metropolis just to make money and survive, just to live better than doing farming at home.

Therefore, when they come here, they don't care about the eyes of others, but rather do some hard work and do things that others don't want to do.

Their lives are already very difficult.

However, they are still here, and these so-called companies are actually bullied by the underworld scum.

The so-called protection fee is clearly squeezing their hard-earned money.

Fang Chuan has not only the memory of Xianzun, but also the memory of the teenager from the countryside.

He has seen too many scenes of people wandering away all year round in order to survive, tearing away from their families after the beginning of spring.

At the beginning, he built a base in the village and paid high wages because he didn't want these people to be displaced and make homes everywhere, without the respect they deserved.

All, his heart is angry.

"Yes, Brother Song is such a strong person." Brother Long hadn't felt the anger from Fang Chuan, he smiled triumphantly: "It's not too late for you to know now, you go, I don't want you for money. Yes, just make friends."

He said lightly, don't want Fang Chuan's money, in fact, he was afraid of Fang Chuan's fist.

If Brother Song was here now, he would not hesitate to ask Fang Chuan to admit his mistake, ask Fang Chuan for his money, and humiliate Fang Chuan.

He is also aware of current affairs.

"Hey..." Fang Chuan gave a sneer, looked at Brother Long, and said with a smile: "What kind of **** do you think I think Brother Song is strong?"

A tick at the corner of his mouth: "I was laughing at him, so I was looking for death!"

"What do you mean?" Long Ge frowned, "Are you crazy? I let you go, you still don't know the current affairs?"

"Now, you take me to see your Song brother, don't say a word!" Fang Chuan's eyes stunned.

"You want to see Brother Song?" Brother Long couldn't help being taken aback.

After he finished speaking with a snap, Fang Chuan slapped him and fell to the ground again, his face swollen.

He angrily said: "You!"

Before he finished speaking, he slapped again, sturdy, and slapped his face.

"I said, don't say one more word." Fang Chuan said lightly.

"Okay." Long Ge was slapped twice, and his whole person was not good. His face came with severe pain, and he didn't dare to say more, because he was afraid of being beaten.

He glanced at Fang Chuan. He didn't know where this guy was so confident that even Brother Song dared to look for it. Did he really think he was not afraid of bullets?

However, he doesn't care anymore. Anyway, get people to Song Ge. Then, maybe he can get more money from this guy.

Collecting the protection fees of these poor ghosts every day, less than 100,000 a month, is not enough to get this person!

Fang Chuan didn't need to look at this brother Long, he knew what he was doing, but he didn't care, he mainly wanted to find Brother Song and teach him a lesson.

He smiled, turned around and took the wad, the wad of money, directly into the mustard space.

When everyone saw it, they were surprised, but for a while, they couldn't figure it out. Just think Fang Chuan can do magic!

"Brother Song is on a facade on the edge of the Fourth Ring Road. That is our base." Long brother and Fang Chuan got into a car and said while driving.

"Yeah." Fang Chuan nodded.

"By the way, brother, where did you get here?" Brother Long is still thinking about where Fang Chuan got the money, wanting to explore Fang Chuan's tone.

"Drive your car and talk less!" Fang Chuan said lightly.

"Oh!" Long Ge nodded, not daring to speak any more.

Along Jianlong Road, on the Fourth Ring Road, driving westward for a while, the car stopped in front of a three-story store.

The store says "Songtao Used Cars".

But Fang Chuan swept away his spiritual knowledge and found that this so-called second-hand car shop had second-hand cars on the outside, but a gambling place inside.

The third floor is luxuriously decorated, with the same specifications as the office.

"Here." Long Ge got out of the car and pointed to the second-hand car dealer in front of him, "This is Song Ge's site. I'm just his horse."

"Yeah." Fang Chuan nodded, "Go together!"

"Yes." Brother Long really didn't want to go there, but now there was no way, so he had to take Fang Chuan and walk there.