Early the next morning, we set out on time.

The small square where the bloody incident took place yesterday has been cleaned up under the leadership of Brother Jie. Cen Wen was surrounded by a large group of people before he pulled the car to his seat. They flashed their bracelets, and the light screen was full of people.

It's Cen Wen's face.

"How much does it cost to get these damn cuffs off?"

The crowd was noisy and everyone asked the same question.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, let me set up the stall first, this is someone else's place."

"We help you, we help you."

The crowd cheered and pushed Cen Wen aside. They were all strangers who had just met today. There was no tacit understanding between them, but they were very methodical and took only two or three minutes to drag the stall to the right place and the things they needed.

It’s all laid out too.

Cen Wen was speechless and turned her eyes. When she saw listless men and women sitting on the ground a few meters away from the stall, all wearing the same electric shock cuffs on their wrists, she pursed her lips and walked to her seat.

"Queue in line. One handcuff costs twenty. If you buy me a small green vegetable, you can take off one handcuff. Leave the cash here."

Cen Wen put down the cardboard box that served as the cash box with a bang.

A fixed price, small profits but quick turnover, she is doing a good deed.

A small green vegetable costs 20 yuan, and three nutritional supplements for 10 yuan can save an adult's energy for a day. Two days of minimum meals can be exchanged for freedom. These eager people did not hesitate to pick up their weak relatives and friends and push them.

There was a lot of jostling and queuing.

There are ten planting pots, and the fresh, crisp and tender green vegetables are full of vitality and look delicious.

One small green cabbage is not enough for cooking, but it can make soup. It is not a useless thing, which is why no one has objections.

The process is also very simple. Put twenty yuan into the cash box, put your hands on the frame of the car, relatives and friends support the person and hold the other arm tightly, Cen Wen uses her stick to insert it hard between the cuffs and the skin, several times.

Ersan, pursed his lips, pretended to pry hard, clicked, and opened.

Before you leave, don't forget to take your little green vegetable with you.

When I saw the first person, he regained his freedom within a few seconds. The crowd around him applauded and applauded. The people in the queue felt at ease and stopped making noise. In addition, Brother Jie’s subordinates came over together, and the order was improved for a while.

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There are few green vegetables in the planting pots, and more and more people are getting relief. Netizens in the crowd who are doing live broadcasts to gain popularity chat with these people, and learn a lot about the inside story of the Spring Sprouts Mutual Aid Association for Superpowers.

The popularity soared on the Internet. Everyone knew that this vegetable seller was working against the Chunya Mutual Aid Association and would soon attract revenge, but no one reminded her.

Many people are quietly moving away from the vegetable carts, and neighboring stall owners also want to close their stalls early to avoid implicating themselves if danger occurs.

Within the Chunya Mutual Aid Association for Superpowers, the senior executives were also watching the live broadcast on the Internet. Because of the serious incident that occurred yesterday, the senior executives gathered together and worked here all night to investigate the causes and consequences. Seeing the excitement on the Internet, the vice president was immediately angry.

They overturned the table and sent out a team of security guards with firearms to teach the ungrateful woman a lesson.

Cen Wen had already sold five pots of her green vegetables, and there were only a few people left in line. Just when she thought she could do a few more normal business today, she received a warning from Little Cane.

[Master, an enemy is approaching.]

Cen Wen knew that her behavior of helping people to pry the cuffs would anger the Chun Ya Mutual Aid Association. Ever since she set up the stall, the little rattan had already established a plant network of tracking and eavesdropping. The plants had the same empathy and frequency than the main pets.

More convenient.

[The enemy had weapons hidden on his body, and from the perspective of You Kecao, he saw the gun leaking from under his clothes.]

[Keep an eye on me, call me before you draw your gun.]

Cen Wen's expression remained unchanged as he collected money, pulled vegetables, and pried the handcuffs, all in one smooth movement.

The security guards of the mutual aid association blended into the crowd and slowly approached in a surrounding formation. They even had their hands on the pistols hidden in their clothes. They only waited until they were close enough to shoot and kill.

This is a black market, and no one will ask questions if you kill people on the street. Instead, the bloody and exciting scenes can make the local black market famous.

Of course, if you don't carry a long gun, you don't want to show off in the street and let passers-by tip off the news.

As for finding a sniper position in a nearby high-rise building, it's embarrassing to say the least. The mutual aid association is built in this neighborhood, and the manpower configuration will be low-end. The security guards will all use guns, but it is difficult to say accurately, and none of them can handle a sniper rifle.

After Cen Wen pried open a handcuff again, he suddenly raised his head and made eye contact with a security guard in the crowd.

"Danger! Get down!"

Cen Wen shouted loudly and got under the car first.

The crowd reacted quickly to her shouting, squatting or lying down on the spot, and the netizens who were live broadcasting excitedly turned the camera.

At the same time, the security guard who made eye contact with Cen Wen had already drawn his gun and started shooting.

Today's guns all use energy boxes. There is no ping-pong-pong-pong sound like a gunpowder gun, only the sound of hitting an object.

A team of more than ten security guards opened fire in the crowd. Cen Wen's second-hand stall truck quickly fell apart and his belongings rolled to the ground.

While most people were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands and the scene was in chaos, Xiao Tengziao led Cen Wen in a short-distance teleportation and came directly behind the first shooter.

Cen Wen strangled the man's neck with his left arm and punched him hard on the temple with his right hand, knocking him unconscious.

She took action too quickly, and no one except the people nearby saw this scene. Those broadcasting the live broadcast had their cameras focused on the dilapidated stalls, or they were scanning everywhere, looking for pictures worth taking.

She ran away after the fight. At this time, she could only use the crowd as cover to fight guerrillas. After more than ten seconds, she successfully attacked the second person.

"Ah! She's here!"

There are always idiots who insist on shouting something to prove how powerful they are.

The third person who was originally targeted by Cen Wen turned back in time, raised his gun and shot. Cen Wen bent down and ran away. The people around him screamed and fled in panic. Cen Wen blended in among them and suddenly disappeared.

Brother Jie's two younger brothers saw the opportunity and reached over. They covered the mouth of the guy who had revealed Cen Wen's whereabouts, pushed him down, and dragged him away.

The two who were knocked unconscious were dragged away by other boys.

This small square is where Brother Jie sits. The Chunya Mutual Aid Association shoots at will here. Brother Jie and the gang behind him also want to save face. The reinforcements he called for have not arrived, so they cannot be defeated for the time being, but the idiots who cause destruction cannot be taken lightly.

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Cen Wen ran to the back of a breakfast cart to take a breath, looked around, and realized that he was in the wrong place.

The breakfast cart was surrounded by housewives and elderly people, all with frightened faces, but no one shouted.

The stall owner was also hiding here. Shivering, he reached for the long bread-slicing knife in his car and handed the handle of the knife to Cen Wen.

Cen Wen chuckled, shook his head, and declined the knife. He reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and took it out, pretending to find two seeds. Then he took out a tonic from the outer pocket and drank it in one gulp. In front of these
Chapter completed!