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161: Chapter 130: The Mysterious Shop of Kweysanthy 161: Chapter 130: The Mysterious Shop of Kweysanthy “Which piece of turf in my hands do you guys want?”

Allen Zhang heard him say that and instantly felt that the words he had prepared were sowhat unnecessary.

It’s not that our side didn’t try hard, it’s just that the other side capitulated too quickly within three minutes.

But this is also normal, after all, holess people aren’t desperados.

Who wouldn’t get weak in the knees with a gun pointed at them?

He pondered for a mont and asked, “How much turf do you have now?”

“Sixteen streets, three communities, six can recycling machines.

Besides can recycling work and Zero-Dollar Purchase, most of our daily inco relies on street vending and selling chicken wraps and tacos in the communities.”

The short-tailed dog imdiately honestly replied, “If it wasn’t for unemploynt and unpaid wages, real estate businessn running off, not finding formal work, we wouldn’t have stayed here for so long.

We just want to save up money to buy plane tickets to go ho!”

“Save those deceitful words for soone else, we don’t buy your ghost stories,” Sieg sneered.

If you really want to go back, just climb back over the wall the sa way you ca.

If you climb over the wall from next door, people might arrest and detain you, but who’s gonna stop you when you leave?

At worst, you could apply for extradition back to your country through the embassy.

You’re here organizing Zero-Dollar Purchase activities, disrupting public order, marching and protesting; if I were the mayor of Los Angeles, I’d have found an excuse to burn down your nest long ago!

The mayor and council mbers of Los Angeles are still too lenient.

Allen Zhang smiled: “Well, in that case, I’ll take all your street turf just as it is.

From now on, you’re not allowed to collect cans on my turf, engage in Zero-Dollar Purchase, or any illegal odd jobs!

Of course, you can continue to sell your xican wraps and tacos in the community, as long as it’s a legal business I won’t interfere.

I wish you luck in saving up for your plane tickets ho soon.”

“We will inform the police of your wish list!

And ask them to co and supervise you,” Sieg said.

“…”

WTF?

Are you even speaking human language?

This is an outright threat!!

The short-tailed dog’s face turned dark, not expecting these people to be so shalessly brazen.

Collusion between officials and criminals?

You think you’re amazing just because you have a gun?

Very well!

Indeed, you are amazing!

But while we may submit on the surface, in our hearts, we will not accept you!

Allen Zhang also knew that these xicans were different from Europeans.

They ca out to work on construction sites, mostly through familial connections, and it was impossible to create a rift.

But if they can’t be recruited, then don’t recruit.

You won’t submit?

If not, then just hold it in.

Let’s see whose backbone is firr, yours or the police baton’s.

Your street food better be clean, your vending stalls better have legal permits!

Otherwise, the police will patrol your area every now and then and confiscate your carts, and let’s see if you can continue your business then?

“Ok, we’ll give up the turf to you, continue selling food on the streets, you don’t interfere with our business, and we won’t interfere with your can collecting,” the short-tailed dog, after careful consideration, compromised and agreed.

“Pleasure doing business!

Tomorrow I’ll send people to take over the turf on the streets.

You’d best follow the rules,” Allen Zhang nonchalantly seized the new turf without employing a single soldier and left in high spirits with his people.

Feis looked at the xicans, wilted like frosted eggplants, and felt very satisfied.

What’s the use of having many tough people?

When out in the field, you need backup, you need an AK.

The only regret is the absence of rivers of blood.

After getting in the car, he asked, “Do you really trust them to follow the rules?”

“I don’t.”

Allen Zhang said, “But finding a reason to have the officers arrest them is just a matter of a word.

After all, their behinds aren’t clean, having been involved in so many Zero-Dollar Purchases, and they can’t distance themselves from the unfinished buildings as their base.

However, they haven’t provoked actively, so I don’t want to go too hard on them.

Let’s see how they behave.”

The xicans’ life and death were entirely in their hands.

What waves could they possibly cause just selling xican wraps in the community?

“Let’s go ho.” Allen Zhang imdiately gestured for Sieg to drive back to their base.

They started the vehicle and left the unfinished building.

The short-tailed dog’s xican workers, seeing the people from Lori Louis 19 leave, also gathered together, discontented, “Are we just giving up our turf like this?”

“What else can we do?

They have guns.

Provoking them brings no good; Jon from Europe was punished with a sentence of over a hundred years because he crossed them.

Two people together, that’s more than two hundred years!”

Rachel snapped irritably, “F**k, I don’t want to waste my youth in jail because of offending him.

My wife and son are still waiting back ho for to bring them over.”

“As long as they don’t interfere with our business, we can make so concessions.

With his arrogance, he’s bound to provoke soone he shouldn’t eventually!”

Weren’t the Mod brothers very arrogant before?

Now, aren’t they still following behind others as underlings?

“Your wife hasn’t seen you for more than two years, you haven’t sent her much money along the way, and often go to motels for hookers, and she is so beautiful she’s probably remarried by now.”

Soone discontentedly said, “The son your wife gave birth to might not even be yours.”

“At least I have a son!”

Gold Rachel cursed, “Get upstairs and knead the dough quickly.

If we can’t process wraps for three hundred people tonight and deliver them to the community by 6 a.m., none of you will get a single cent, and we’ll all go hungry!”

Hmph, we’ll see.

The people reluctantly went upstairs to work.

The vehicle passed by camp number 9, and unable to bear it any longer, Allen Zhang had Bailey and others kick Feis, who was hitching a ride, out of the car, closed the door, and drove off.

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