Reborn King of Marketing

Lao Huang has all his money in his pocket, how can he not be anxious if someone takes it away?

He threw away the salute in his hand, asked an acquaintance to watch, and immediately chased the thief in the direction where he disappeared.

"Lao Huang, be careful they have an accomplice!" a young man reminded.

Lao Huang was so eager to catch the thief that he ran away in the blink of an eye.

"I'm going to help!" The young man was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he threw away the things and told him, chasing after Lao Huang.

After not running far, I saw the thief standing in front of the stall on the platform, talking to a man.

Lao Huang was so excited that he rushed forward and grabbed the thief by the collar. "Look where you are going. How dare you steal my things..."

The old man suddenly froze in the middle of his words, and saw several gangsters with dragon and phoenix tattoos emerging from the side, surrounding him.

A man showed a dagger, put it against Lao Huang's heart, and said with a smile, "Why, don't you ask whose land this is, are you looking for trouble?"

Although money is important, life is more important. Lao Huang knew that he had encountered a local gang. He was so frightened that his legs trembled and he apologized quickly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person, look at my blind eyes, damn it!"

As he spoke, Lao Huang stepped back, wanting to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible without any hassle!

But before he could exit the encirclement, the guy with the dagger sneered and pushed the dagger towards Old Huang.

"You can come and go as you please. You think this is a free market!"

The guy holding the dagger winked at his companion.

The gangsters around him stretched out their hands and started groping around Lao Huang.

It's not that they are perverted, but they are rummaging for their belongings. This is called geese plucking and drizzle making the ground wet.

Lao Huang wanted to resist, but he didn't have the courage.

There were many passengers and staff passing by, but they pretended not to see anything.

"No, this thing is worthless, it's just a thought left by the old man!"

There was nothing else valuable on Lao Huang. They searched for a long time and only found a jade pendant on his belt. Lao Huang held on tightly and refused to let go.

"Fuck you, let go!"

The guy holding the dagger stabbed the back of Lao Huang's hand hard with the dagger.

Seeing that Lao Huang was about to be splashed with blood, a young man suddenly jumped out from beside him and reached out to grab the wrist holding the dagger.

"Why bother using knives and guns for a few dollars? Brother, please give me some face!"

The guy holding the dagger twitched his wrist twice without twitching his wrist. He glared and cursed, "Oh, someone else came to the door on his own initiative. Brothers, wash him!"

The gangsters immediately surrounded the young man, and several hands touched him at the same time.

The young man grabbed the wrist holding the dagger tightly and growled, "I don't have any money on me. If you mess around again, I'll call someone!"

"This is your mother's place. You can scream till your throat is broken and no one can help you!"

The man holding the dagger was so arrogant that he pouted at his subordinate, "Pull him into the back of the business pavilion and strip him naked. I will let him go home naked!"

Several men rushed forward, strangling the neck, twisting the arms, and pushing and shoving the young man into the blind corner behind the business pavilion.

The young man had some strength, but when he struggled desperately, the people couldn't move him any further. He opened his mouth to yell, but a pair of hands tightly covered his mouth.

"You dare to be so mean, I will let you out of school today!" The man holding the dagger took the opportunity to break away his wrist, and stabbed the young man's thigh with the sharp dagger.

"If you have to be merciful, please be merciful!"

With a low roar, the man holding the dagger felt as if his wrist was clamped by iron pliers. A sharp pain hit him, and he almost cried out in pain.

When he turned around in horror, he saw a well-dressed young man standing behind him, reaching out and grabbing his wrist.

Didn’t you read the almanac today? Why are you so successful one after another?

The one holding the dagger was not angry. He saw that the hand holding his wrist was wearing a Rolex, and his eyes lit up. Your mother is rich, you fat sheep!

"You are blind, get rid of this kid first!"

But this guy yelled several times and no one responded. At this time, he couldn't hold on anymore, and his hand loosened and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

"Idiots, you fucking..."

The guy turned around suddenly, so frightened that he swallowed back the curse words.

It turned out that the young man was not alone. There were two companions standing beside him, one was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, and the other was a burly man.

The guy holding the dagger and all his men were so frightened by this man's cold and cold gaze that they dared not move.

The man didn't do anything, he just stood expressionlessly next to the young man, but his gaze seemed to be real. He felt like a sharp knife had been added to whoever he looked at, and he couldn't help but avoid his gaze.

The guy with the dagger had been in prison and had seen serious criminals with murder cases on their bodies. He immediately felt that this man had murderous intent.

Moreover, it is extremely powerful murderous intent. How many people must have been killed before one can accumulate substantial murderous intent?

The guy holding the dagger suddenly shed cold sweat on his forehead. He knew that he had kicked an iron plate this time. If he offended again, the other party would kill him without hesitation like crushing a bedbug.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Xiaosi returns the things to others, let's leave, haha, let's leave now, brothers, please show your respect!"

After saying that, these guys gave Lao Huang a bag and ran away in despair.

Zhang Xuebing and his party were on the platform to protect themselves from the wind. When this happened, they originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but when they saw that they actually used knives, and the accents of Lao Huang and others were from Shandong Province, they stepped in to stop them.

After stopping at the main station for twenty minutes, half of the time had passed. Zhang Xuebing said hello to Lao Huang and the other two, and was about to return to the car with the horned wood dragon and the stone.

"Thank you so much, buddy. I hear your accent is from Lu Province, too?"

The young man next to Lao Huang asked enthusiastically as he straightened his clothes.

Lao Huang was busy checking the things in his pocket and lowered his head and said, "Of course you are from my hometown, otherwise I would mind my own business. Thank you very much. When we get to the border, I'll treat my brothers to chicken stewed with hazel mushrooms!"

Several other backpackers also came over. They didn't know what happened just now, and they all urged Huang and the young man to get in the car.

Zhang Xuebing was thinking about something and went away. When he saw their large and small bags, he immediately recognized that these people were international businessmen.

Although Zhang Xuebing was greeted by someone when he left the country this time, his eyes darkened and he immediately wanted to find out information from these backpackers.

"I'm from Luoning, your accent sounds like the people from near Luonan, do you go to the border too?"

"That's right, we are both from Luonan. Let's go to Russia to buy some gadgets together." Lao Huang packed up his things and said, "Let's talk as we walk. The car will leave soon!"

When they walked away, the guy with the dagger came out from behind the business pavilion again. Looking at Zhang Xuebing and his group, his teeth itched with hatred.

Just then, a uniformed railway security officer walked over. He hurriedly stepped forward, took out a box of cigarettes and handed it over.

"What's wrong, Xiao Hei?" The railway security guard took the cigarette and put it into his pocket without ceremony.

Xiao Hei pointed at Zhang Xuebing's back and said mysteriously, "Captain Xie, that boy must be a murderer..."