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Chapter 907

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There were some things that Yang Ming didn't know if he should tell Xia Xue. If he guessed correctly, the haunted case should be done by Lan Hai's enemy. However, this matter was indeed a bit too outrageous. Voodoo, in the eyes of ordinary people, was a mysterious and almost inconceivable thing. Even most people regarded it as a legend. They didn't think that voodoo existed in today's society.

Especially for people like Xia Xue who believed in science, it was impossible for her to believe in witchcraft. Therefore, Yang Ming hesitated again and again and decided to forget it. If possible, he would contact Lan Ling's grandmother to see if he could catch this person. In the end, he would give all the credit to Xia Xue.

Fried cakes, big fruits, these kinds of breakfast that were popular in the 1990s were now rare. Instead, there were beautiful and hygienic breakfast shops, porridge shops, and bun shops.

However, Yang Ming saw a similar breakfast stall in Shanty Town, so he drove the car to Shanty Town. At this time, the sky was already bright. At the street entrance of Shanty Town, many small vendors had already started to prepare for business.

"Why are we eating breakfast here?" Xia Xue was a little surprised.

"There are fried cakes here!" Yang Ming smiled and said, "Come on, let's go down!"

Xia Xue suddenly realized why Yang Ming deliberately came to such an inconspicuous stall to eat breakfast. It turned out that he was still thinking about her wanting to eat fried cakes.

"Thank you …" Xia Xue was a little moved. Since her grandmother passed away, she hadn't eaten fried cakes. Moreover, fried cakes were really rare in the big city. They were almost extinct.

"What are you thanking me for?" Yang Ming parked the car and got off with Xia Xue. "You said that I am your long-term meal ticket. Naturally, I have to satisfy your dietary requirements!"

"Haha!" Xia Xue suddenly smiled happily after listening. "Then, if I say that I want to eat the moon in the sky, will you satisfy me?"

"If you can bite it, I will take it off for you." Yang Ming nodded and replied.

"Tomorrow, I'll go and insert a Jin Gang stone tooth." Xia Xue said seriously.

"Okay, let me know when you're done. I'll buy a Shen Qi," Yang Ming said.

"Yang Ming, are you doing this on purpose? Are you arguing with me? "Xia Xue glared at Yang Ming angrily. Why does he always have words to refute whatever I say?

"You were the one who started it, okay? Besides, I've already become a meal ticket. Shouldn't you at least consider the emotions of a meal ticket? You can't be mistreated after paying for it, right? "Yang Ming laughed.

Xia Xue couldn't help but smile after listening. The two sat in front of a stall selling fried dough sticks and fried cakes. Yang Ming asked, "Boss, is it open now?"

"The oil will be hot soon. What do you two want to eat? I'll fry it for you first." The boss walked over with a smile. He didn't expect that he would have business as soon as he set up his stall. It seemed like a good sign.

"One kilogram of fried cakes, two fried dough sticks. Two bowls of tofu pudding! "Yang Ming said to the boss.

"Okay!" When the boss heard that the two of them asked for a lot, he immediately went to serve them happily.

"Will you be able to eat that much?" Xia Xue watched the boss throw the fried cakes on the chopping board into the oil. She couldn't help but worry, "Isn't the fried cakes too much?"

"For you to eat. I'll just eat the fried dough sticks," said Yang Ming.

"Ah? Do you think I'm a pig? How can I eat one kilogram? "Xia Xue widened her eyes and looked at Yang Ming, dumbfounded. Yang Ming asked for so much out of kindness, but even if she liked to eat fried cakes, she couldn't ask for so much.

"If you can't eat it, you can take it away. Anyway, this thing can be eaten when it's cold." Yang Ming said, "This place is going to be relocated soon. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it in the future."

"Relocation …" Xia Xue nodded. She knew that Yang Ming was being kind, so she didn't say anything.

Soon, the things they asked for were served. Yang Ming and Xia Xue drank the steaming hot tofu pudding that had just come out of the pot, but it had a different taste.

"This feeling is very good. It's much better than going to the porridge shop," said Xia Xue.

"If you like it, then come often in the future. Otherwise, there won't be a chance." Yang Ming was also a little emotional. The modernization of the metropolis naturally had the benefits of modernization, but these traditional old businesses were going to disappear.

Not long after, the sky was already bright, and the people at the breakfast stall began to increase. Most of them were nearby residents, but Yang Ming observed carefully and found that there were actually many taxi drivers. It seemed that the breakfast here was really popular. Generally, taxi drivers ran on the road all day long. They knew very well where the breakfast was good. If they could come here, it meant that this place was really good.

"Didn't I tell you not to sell it? Why are you still here? You made such a mess. F * ck! " A white old-fashioned Nissan van stopped near these breakfast stalls, and a few macho men wearing sunglasses came down from the van.

"Guys, it's not easy for us to do business here. We can only sell for a few days …" The fried cake owner who was still smiling just now saw these people, and the smile on his face suddenly turned into a bitter smile.

"F * ck, if you continue to f * cking dawdle, I will smash it for you!" One of the men wearing sunglasses pushed the fried cake owner and scolded, "Hurry up and make space for me. Is this a place that you can occupy?"

"This … it's only six o 'clock. We closed at eight o' clock …" The fried cake owner said with difficulty.

"Take your f * cking slap!" The man wearing sunglasses was impatient. He slapped the fried cake owner and pushed him aside. "If you don't want to take it, I will take it for you!"

"What is this person doing?" Yang Ming frowned and asked Xia Xue, "Is he an urban management officer?"

"I don't know. He isn't wearing a uniform …" Xia Xue also shook her head. She didn't know what this group of people was doing.

Listening to the conversation between Yang Ming and Xia Xue, a diner next to them whispered, "What urban management officer? The urban management officers in this area are very kind. Sometimes they help these vendors to maintain order! These people are from the demolition company. Every day, they set up a shed at the entrance of the alley, and then handle the demolition registration. They are dissatisfied that these breakfast stalls are blocking their position, but I think they are used to being overbearing. They are looking for trouble … "

Most of the residents in this area were very dissatisfied with these demolition company people, but dissatisfaction was dissatisfaction. They could only curse in private. They didn't dare to confront them directly.

"Why don't you call the police?" Yang Ming glanced at Xia Xue and asked the man.

"Call the police? What's the use of calling the police? When the police come, they will pretend to be white-collar workers in the company. They can't do anything in front of the police. When the police leave, whoever calls the police will be unlucky! "The man shook his head and said helplessly," Who wants to get involved in this? Now, the demolition is being evaluated. If you offend them, they will estimate the lowest price for your house. Then, you are the one who will suffer! "

After Yang Ming heard it, he glanced at Xia Xue with a smile. He meant, It seems that the work of the police is not done well!

Xia Xue glared at Yang Ming. She thought, It's not that I don't want to manage this kind of thing, but it is too difficult to manage. If the police force is put on these things every day, is there a need to do anything else? Besides, violent demolition isn't something that the police can manage as a law enforcement department. These demolition companies appear to be complying, but they are contrary. It is a very troublesome problem.

As they were talking, the macho man with sunglasses came over and came to Xia Xue's table. He said impatiently, "Hurry up. Stop eating. Let's go. Let's go!"

"We haven't finished eating yet. What right do you have to drive us away?" Xia Xue was already angry with this macho man. Because of him, she was scolded by Yang Ming with his eyes for no reason. At this time, naturally, she wasn't in a good mood.

"Oh? This little girl is quite arrogant, right? But, it's useless to be arrogant! Don't make this master unhappy. You won't have a good time! " As the macho man in sunglasses finished speaking, he grabbed the foot of Yang Ming's table. With a force, he overturned the table. The tofu pudding and fried cakes on the table fell to the ground!

Xia Xue was distressed. My favorite fried cakes. I haven't eaten enough yet, and it fell to the ground just like that? A burst of anger surged in her heart. If I don't give this arrogant guy a look today, then I'm not Xia Xue!

"Do you know that what you are doing now is illegal?" Xia Xue's face was gloomy as she glared at the macho man in sunglasses.

"Illegal? Haha, I am the law here! This area belongs to me. I can do whatever I want! "The macho man in sunglasses listened to Xia Xue's words and smiled disdainfully." What? You don't accept it? If you don't accept it, I will tear you down too! "

"Why don't you try tearing me down?" How could Xia Xue be afraid of a hooligan like him?

"Little girl, you forced me to make a move!" As he said this, the man in sunglasses reached out to grab Xia Xue's chest. This guy saw Xia Xue's beauty, so naturally, he wouldn't let go of the opportunity to take advantage of her.

"Ah …" Before the man in sunglasses could make a move, he let out a scream. He covered his face and squatted on the ground. However, his face was still bubbling, and the skin on his face had fallen off.

Yang Ming held the oil pot and looked coldly at the macho man in sunglasses who was squatting on the ground. "I hate it when people act like hooligans to the women around me."

"Brother Ma, Brother Ma, what's wrong with you? Are you okay …" The other macho men saw the macho man in sunglasses covering his face and squatting on the ground. They quickly ran over and saw that the skin on the macho man's face had been burned off by the hot oil.

"Destroy this kid!" One of the macho men shouted, "Avenge Brother Ma!"

"Quickly send me to the hospital …" Brother Ma was about to cry after listening. He endured the pain on his face and roared. His voice changed. It's good that you are avenging me, but the most important thing now is to send me to the hospital quickly!

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