As the poplar and the others walked along the way, they would soon approach the Wushan Flower and Bird Market. According to Wen Wenhao's introduction, this place was once a place for flowers and birds to scatter, which was a bit chaotic. In recent years, the government has managed to build the Flower and Bird City.

Despite this, the poplar and the others could still see some scattered flower and bird vendors who did not go to the Flower and Bird City to operate.

"There are quite a lot of ghosts!" Andy Lau couldn't help but say.

In fact, this is understandable. These are small businesses. When you go to the Flower and Bird City, it seems decent, but it increases a lot of costs. Especially for some women and elderly people, it is better to be a ghost.

Of course, "going ghosts" is a popular name in Guangdong, which refers to those small vendors who set up stalls in violation of regulations.

"Walking ghosts" is almost well-known. Decades ago, it was a code word for mobile vendors to escape from law enforcement officers' arrest and escape from punishment when they were illegally sold. Later, it was regarded as synonymous with unlicensed mobile vendors.

"Walking ghost?" Xiao Gao was stunned.

Andy Lau explained with a smile: "What we call it over there is these small vendors."

In fact, the word "god" was spread from Hong Kong.

Decades ago, in order to better manage Hong Kong, the British hired many Indian Sans as policemen, some of whom were red-haired mixed-race children, so Hong Kong people called them "red-haired ghosts".

Due to different ethnic groups and different languages, they naturally have no feelings for Chinese people who are small vendors. They are very strict in their laws and do not give any kindness. They are often caught by small vendors, especially cruelly, so the small vendors at that time were very afraid of these red-haired policemen.

Whenever the red-haired policeman appeared, the first vendor he saw would shout, "The red-haired ghost is here, leave quickly!" When he heard the shouting, the other vendors would immediately pick up the goods and scatter.

Over time, for the sake of simplicity and yelling, it changed to "Way, the ghost is here!" and later "Way, the ghost is here!"

"In the past, I could see some antiques in the flower and bird market. Now the flower and bird city is meaningless. After a while, there is no need to go in and bypass the flower and bird city. I know there is a place to stock." Wen Wenhao said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a angrily shout in half English and half Chinese came from not far away: "**! Go away!"

Hu Yang and others couldn't help but look at it and found that a foreigner was teaching a little girl a lesson. They pushed her away and fell to the ground. It was a flower that was scattered on the ground.

The little girl looks about six or seven years old, wearing a slightly old floral dress and her yellow hair is tied up randomly with a rope.

It seems that it should be selling flowers and being impatient to teach people a lesson.

This phenomenon occurs in many places. Didn’t you experience it when Poplar Hu visited Tulou in Fujian before?

However, the foreigner in front of me was a bit too much. If you don’t buy it, don’t buy it! Why do you want to push people? And you were very hard. After the little girl fell to the ground, she wiped it out more than one meter. One of her legs was scraped by the ground, and soon she became bloody and looked terrifying.

"Oh shit!"

Wen Wenhao disliked him again, cursed and sweared, rushed out, kicking the foreigner who was not paying attention to him, instantly kicking the foreigner with a mixed-race black and white skin to the ground, and then kicking someone one by one without any relief.

While kicking, he also scolded: "I have asked you to bully the Chinese, I have never died, fuck it!"

This scene happened very quickly, and no one else except Poplar Hulu had reacted. Seeing Poplar Hulu also walked over, Sister Fang and the others woke up and hurriedly followed.

The audience in the live broadcast room felt relieved when they saw Wen Wenhao beating and scolding. The guy who had been a soldier had a strong temper, but he was full of righteousness and everyone liked it after watching it.

"I like Lao Wen's bad temper." The firefighting before rushed forward without a sound.

"Slightly impulsive!"

"I don't know if it will cause trouble." After all, he is a foreigner. If he fights in this way, it's fine if he gets slightly injured. If he is afraid of serious injuries, he may even beat him to death, and the trouble will be great.

It has to be said that there are still some officials in China who are afraid of trouble. If such a thing happens, no matter whether it is right or wrong, you may first catch your own people to avoid causing international disputes.

"What trouble can you get? Everyone saw the little girl's injuries."

"The problem is, some people don't think so! They only see foreigners getting hurt."

...

Sister Fang walked over and immediately checked the little girl's injuries. Seeing that she was still bleeding, she called the hospital anxiously.

Hu Yang knew that it was scary when she looked at it, but it was trauma: "Sister Fang, don't be anxious, there is a clinic nearby, right? It's better to take it to a nearby clinic to clean the wounds."

As he said that, he didn't care how Wen Wenhao beat the person and picked up the little girl.

"Let me check it." Xiao Gao immediately searched with his mobile phone. There was really a clinic nearby. The nearest one was only a few hundred meters, so just turn a corner.

"Follow me," he said.

Seeing Hu Yang and the others leaving, Wen Wenhao continued to kick a few times, and then he was relieved.

The poor foreigner, tall and big, was originally capable of fighting. But he was stunned by the rapid blow. After being kicked to the ground, he kept holding his head to defend, and he didn't know how many kicks he had been kicked.

This time, I only felt a pain all over my body.

The woman next to him looked like an internet celebrity. She looked pretty pretty, but she was already stupid.

When Wen Wenhao passed by her, he glanced at him: "Silly...pse."

Everyone despises them a little. Now some women don’t know what they like to see these black people. Although the person in front of them is a mixed-race man, not as dark as expected, he definitely doesn’t look like a good match. Isn’t it good to find a Chinese man?

Or is it that I have been played with by black people now, and I will find an honest Chinese man to live a life?

In this regard, the audience in the live broadcast room was not only speechless, but also despised the female audience. To be honest, this kind of heavy-tasting woman only represents a very small number. Most Chinese women are actually quite disgusted with black people.

In their opinion, black people are dirty and disgusting, and they really can't understand how some people dare to sleep with their arms.

Just when everyone thought it was a Chinese woman, the woman suddenly screamed and asked loudly, only to find out that she was just a Korean.

OK! Although I don’t understand, everyone seems to be much more comfortable.

"It turns out they are Koreans, and their taste is a bit heavy."

"Old Wen, go quickly, trouble is coming."

...

Hu Yang and the others didn't know that when they were holding the little girl to the clinic, two sneaky figures followed not far away.

"What should I do now?" asked one of the men with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks.

"Don't panic, you can act as that girl's father later, just pick it up." Another inconspicuous man said calmly.
Chapter completed!