Chapter 153: Meet me again

The clerk really wasted his saliva. He looked at the sales failure, and the commission was gone.
On the side of Yang Zimei, I actually bought two three thousand two mobile phones, and Alan smiled at the sight of his teeth, but it was a ten percent commission, and he suddenly made more than six hundred yuan.
She regretted why she didn't look so long, and she let Alan take advantage.

Yang Zimei took the mobile phone and wanted to go directly to that shop to see how the decoration was going.
After walking not far, he was stopped by four people.
"Yang Zimei, isn't that bad, she dare to grab her boyfriend with Ms. Murong, she just doesn't know how to die." A front-faced man looked at her up and down.
Hearing this, Yang Zimei naturally used his toes, and he could think of who they had directed.
"Oh? What do you want?" Yang Zimei said lightly.
"What do you want? Our buddies naturally have to help Miss Murong get angry. Miss Murong spoke. If you know the truth, stay away from her boyfriend, let me give you a good meal. If you do n’t know the truth, it ’s hard to protect you. That pretty little face won't be scratched. "
As the man said, he dangled in front of her eyes with a knife.
If I had changed to another girl, I would have been frightened, but he was surprised to find that the girl in front of her was not flustered at all, and still looked pale, but the arc of the lip angle rose slightly, and she seemed to disdain. Smile.
This attitude angered him!
In any case, he is also one of the four little overlords in City A. I don't know how many people have avoided him when he saw him, and this girl is actually very disdainful. Does she think she dare not come?
Anyway, if something goes wrong, everyone in Murong's family can set it up and help Murong Yan, wait for her to say a few words in front of her uncle Murong Yunqing, so that she can join his organization, then it's out.
As for the little girl in front of her, disfigurement is a bit pity, but who made her disrespectful?
Thinking of it, the knife in his hand flickered, trying to scare him with a bloodstain on her neck.
Who knows, I saw a cricket's hand shake, and the knife on her hand didn't know how to reach her—
I just feel that my neck is cold--
Reaching out, all blood.
He hurriedly held down the bleeding neck, but fortunately the wound was not deep and did not hurt the aorta.
He looked with a little horror at Yang Zimei with a small knife in his hand, and saw that her pupils were as dark as black, and her eyes were as bright as light, and she could not help taking a step back.
Intuition told him that this girl was not something he could provoke.
"Give me back and let Murong Yan know the point!" Yang Zimei left such a sentence coldly and turned to leave.
"Brother Lin, are you okay?" One of his younger brothers stepped forward and said tremblingly, "You have been scratched by her, just let her go? Otherwise, some of our brothers came forward and beat her up?"
Lin He looked at Yang Zimei's light back, hesitated, and waved his hand, "It's not that simple, we still don't want to swim in this muddy water, she is definitely not an ordinary person!"
"I didn't see much of her shot just now. Your knife is in her hand. Will she move the flowers?"
"I don't know, just feel her breath is terrifying, let Miss Murong find someone else to settle her." Lin He said very well.
It was his self-knowledge that saved him and his brother.