The few women argued, but big waves laughed coldly and calmly, ""This place is not like any other place. We have the final say here. If you dare to say that our things are fake, don't even think about leaving here today."
At this moment, a tall man rushed over with more than a dozen people. Meng ke's men saw their posture and were a little scared. These people were not ordinary people at all, but a bunch of gangsters.
The leader had tattoos all over his body. Behind him was a group of tattooed underlings. Each of them was arrogant, and they even held sticks in their hands. They were about to fight.
"What's wrong? We're shopping here. Do you still want to hit me?" A female employee said, unconvinced.
"Who was the one who said that our goods were fake? come out!" The burly man sneered.
