Chapter 21 Cracking Down on Pyramid Marketing

As soon as Duan Fei returned to the school dormitory, he saw the little tiger wrapped in gauze wrapped around his arms and bandages and asked, "What happened?"

"One of my cousins was cheated into going to Guangxi to engage in pyramid schemes. I wanted to go in and pull her out, but I almost killed her."

"MLM? Call the police!" Duan Fei threw his backpack to **, sat in front of the computer, picked up the cup and grunted down a big cup.

"The police went around and said that they found nothing unusual." Xiaohu touched his injured arm and said angrily.

"Have you seen your cousin?"

"When she saw it, she refused to come out. She was brainwashed by that group of people. She had no choice but to make a lot of money with that group of people and drive a luxury car in the future."

"What's the age? There are still people's pyramid schemes. We'll be there early tomorrow morning." Duan Fei got up and walked to Xiaohu, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "It's okay. I have my own way to deal with this group of people."

When Duan Fei saw that he was still tightening his face, he smiled and said, "Let's go. It's my treat tonight. What do you want to eat?" Sichuan girl or Mantingxiang?"

He Xiaohu touched his still painful arm with a wry smile and answered, "Okay, it's better to eat Sichuan cuisine."

"OK, let's go!" Duan Fei pulled up He Xiaohu and went to the next door to greet A Long and Xiao Pang. The four people talked and laughed and went to the Sichuan girl.

From Guangzhou to Guangxi, the bus arrived in a few hours. The little tiger was a frightened bird. He hid behind Duan Fei and deliberately wore dark glasses. Duan Fei went straight to the pyramid scheme den in an indifferent manner. He didn't like to make turns. The simplest way is usually the most effective. , under the guidance of Xiaohu, Duan Fei drilled all the way through the alley. This pyramid scheme is really a talent. He chose this place, in an extremely remote corner in the village of the city. The house was really built for many years. The small illegal buildings on both sides are crooked and uneven, and the wires and cables can be built by spiders. Lost, the widest place of one winding alley can only squeeze three pedestrians. In the narrowest place, two people can quarrel with each other, and there are colorful clothes hanging above their heads, even if it rains endlessly.

The policeman, who is dark and wet and can start a fire at any time, doesn't want to come often. Duan Fei also plans to come often. He just wants to do it once. Patience is not used in such a place. He knocked on the iron door. A middle-aged obscene man touched the top of his shiny head and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Duan Fei didn't bother to pay attention to him. He was quick-eyed and pulled him out of the crack of the door. Not to mention two punches, although he only used three successes, this guy was also enough. It was not fun to hit his body with hundreds of pounds. The boy bowed his waist and covered his stomach and twisted his forehead in cold sweat. Duan Fei naturally didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he went straight upstairs with him.

"Open the door." Duan Fei pinched his oily neck with five fingers, and the boy's whole clothes were soaked with sweat.

The door opened a crack, and Duan Fei threw the oil neck. The boy hit the wall and fell down and fainted directly. It was estimated that he had to lie on it for ten days and a half months. Duan Fei didn't care about it and didn't look back. He raised his right foot and even kicked over the door directly. The boy lying on the ground did not understand what was going on. Duan Fei's foot has already He stepped on his chest and said, "Who is the head?"

The boy was stunned and didn't figure out anything. Duan Fei's feet exerted his strength, and the boy's blood surged, and a big mouthful of blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth. "Finally ask you, who is your head!"

"Bear, Mr. Xiong."

"Where is it?" Duan Fei's left foot added a little force to his chest. The boy's face was like pig liver, and he squeezed a few words from the corners of his mouth: "I just went out."

"Call him back."

"I, he may not listen to me!"

Duan Fei added a little more force to his feet, and his eyes were like electricity: "You can either die or call him back. You choose yourself."

The boy nodded quickly. Duan Fei put away his left foot and swaggered to sit on a chair. He didn't seem to worry about the boy's tricks and let him call his mobile phone.

It seems that this boy is really timid. He not only called the boss back, but also called seven or eight thugs. Duan Fei didn't care. The first one who rushed in with a machete rushed over with a knife. Duan Fei dodged to avoid his blade and hit his stomach firmly on his right shoulder, and then the second guy held the dagger. He also came up. Duan Fei put the boy down with a short body and a sweeping leg. The third guy was smarter than these two and pulled out the pistol directly - "Oh." Before the boy could raise his gun and aim, the crescent arc came, and the gun fell to the ground. It fell down with his right wrist. The boy looked at his wrist abruptly separated from his forearm. The shocking companion next to him was kind enough to him and quickly stepped forward to help him, tear off his clothes and wrapped it for him. The boss Looking at this style, it doesn't make any sense to fight any more.

Besides, Duan Fei did not intend to argue with Rosso. He had distinguished him from this group of people. His body floated like a ghost. He tangled the neck named Mr. Xiong with his right hand and threw it on the wall, which made the boy bleed and peed his trousers on the spot.

"Gone with your life!" This crawled to Duan Fei and shouted for mercy.

Duan Fei didn't like this. He raised his foot and turned this guy over at once. "Try your men to get out of here!"

"Yes, yes, get out of here!" The boy crawled on the ground and shouted at his men.

"There is a girl named Cai Xiaoyu working with you, right? Our master has a fancy to her and let her go home quickly!" Duan Fei gave the order coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The boy kowtowed continuously.

Then Duan Fei picked him up. This boy was really a brainwashing master. He took out his mobile phone for a few minutes and made Xiaoyu clear. Duan Fei motioned Xiaohu to pick up his cousin, while Duan Fei really wanted to sit down and talk with Mr. Xiong.

"I found that you are really talented. Your mouth is quite good. Dead people can be told to live. It's too talented to play pyramid schemes here."

"You laughed at the hero." The boss surnamed Xiong said with a smile.

"Our master needs a talkative bastard like you. How about it? Are you interested?" Duan Fei stared at his face and said with a sneer.

"Your gang is--"

"Huang Tiandao."

"Huang, Huang Tiandao?"

"Yes, are you interested?"

Xiong wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and smiled bleakly, "Forget it, it's okay for people like me to lie to those students and migrant workers. It's really impossible to put it on the world."

Duan Fei looked at him coldly and smiled, "It doesn't matter whether you can or not. I'll talk to the master in a few days. It's too wasteful for talents like you to be in this corner."

"I think it's better to forget it. Hero, just let me go, even if you accumulate some virtue."

"Zhude? If I let you go, you can still accumulate virtue. I think the Buddha who killed you may still remember me.

"Don't, don't, my life is worthless. It's not worth it."

"Well, I heard that you cheated a student named Huang Tiancheng last year and got a very special bracelet from him. Can you lend it to me?"

"No, no..." Before the sentence of Xiong was finished, his body flew to the wall.

Duan Fei knows this kind of person too well. If you want to pick something from the tiger's mouth, you have to knock it out. Of course, the bear can't be compared with the tiger. How can you stop Duan Fei's tossing? Isn't it just a bracelet? No matter how valuable it is, it doesn't matter. This is really a very special bracelet. Due to its age, it is difficult to see what material is made of. This thing plays a completely different role in the hands of ancient players and martial artists. Duan Fei is very clear that the real value of this thing is not used to sell money.