Old man Ba ​​closed the small wooden box angrily and muttered:

"Did you make a mistake? Didn't we always get three silver dollars a month in the past? Why has it doubled now?!"

The braided ghost kicked over a bench in front of the stall, gave old man Ba ​​a blank look, grinned and shouted:

"Old man Ba, I heard that your business here is the hottest and most profitable on this street every day. Nowadays, everything is rising. Even our brothers go to the brothel to have a good time, the old madam said

The price is going to go up. His grandma’s, you say, a rising tide lifts all boats, shouldn’t our protection fee go up a bit?”

This sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked, braided guy talks about all these absurd things, making people feel angry.

"Uncles, can you please make it easier for me? Old man Anba will set up a wonton stall. He works from early in the morning to late at night and only earns seven or eight yuan a month. If I give you five yuan in foreign currency every month,

, I am going to lose money." Old man Ba ​​repeatedly begged.

"Old man Ba, stop pretending to be poor in front of us. If you still want to continue to set up a stall on this street, you must pay for it honestly. Otherwise, get out of here immediately and you will not be allowed to show up again in the future.

On this street." The braided ghost said in a arrogant tone.

"If you don't want to put it up, I won't put it up. Old man, I will leave this street later and never set up a stall here again."

Old Man Ba ​​was so angry that he immediately made this decision without thinking deeply. There was also a bit of helplessness and indignation in the process.

If he had to pay five dollars a month as protection fee, he might as well set up a stall on another street.

Although it was easy to do business at the city gate, all the money earned was in vain and the people were almost dead from exhaustion.

If I switch to another street, the business will be worse, but the protection fee will be less, and people will be more relaxed.

The key is that this time I agreed to the other party's unreasonable request. Next time they come, they might raise the price again. That's okay, but I won't be able to survive.

If you can't afford to offend, you should be able to hide.

"Old man, it seems that you are getting more and more confused as you live. You dare to bargain and drag us into a fight, right? Bah... you can leave here if you want. Just give us two hundred dollars and you'll be done with us once and for all."

"Two hundred silver dollars? You might as well take the old man's life, no!" Old Man Ba ​​was furious and sat on the bench angrily, ignoring him.

"Oh, you're rebelling, aren't you?" The braided ghost never expected that the usually obedient old man Ba ​​would actually dare to resist.

"Crash..." there was a sound.

The braided ghost was so furious that he overturned the table and howled at the top of his lungs:

"You old man, you are so shameless. Either you take out two hundred yuan now and get out of here immediately, or else you have to pay me a full five yuan protection fee every month, not even a penny less."

The table was suddenly overturned. The half-eaten wontons originally placed on the table by Chen Tianhua and the others were knocked over to the ground, and the uneaten meat buns were thrown somewhere.

Chen Tianhua had sharp eyesight and quick hands. The moment the table was overturned, he stood up and jumped away.

My still good mood was completely ruined by this bastard.

"Hey... two boys from out of town, didn't you see that we were on errands? Get out of here immediately! Don't get in the way here." The braided ghost said with a slanted lip.

Zuo Gang also jumped away, but his movements were a little slower, and his trouser legs and shoes were still stained by the splash of wonton soup.

He frowned and was about to step forward to argue, but was stopped by Chen Tianhua.

"You should take good care of the horses and don't let them frighten or injure passers-by. It's better for me to teach them a lesson..."

Chen Tianhua, who was holding back his anger, desperately needed a place to vent his anger.

I saw him slowly stand up from the bench, his dark eyes blazing with anger, staring closely at the ugly face of the braided ghost, grinning sternly:

"I don't know how to get out of here, young master? How about you get out of here and show it to everyone?"

After hearing this, the five ruffians opened their mouths in shock and looked at each other.

Unexpectedly, at this time, there is a gang leader who is not afraid of death. Instead of escaping, he actually dares to stand up and provoke. I really don’t know how high the sky is.

"Oh... Damn it, here comes another arrogant young man, he must be a young master, hehe... this is not your home, this is in Changxing County, this is our territory, it seems that this is not the case today

Let me give you some color to see if this is enough?"

"That's right, this kid probably hasn't been out much. I'm a young master. Let's teach him a lesson and make him remember a little longer."

"..."

While the gangsters below were talking and talking, the leader with braids immediately swung his right fist and hit Chen Tianhua on the cheek indiscriminately.

This guy started to take action, with a disdainful smile on his lips.

In his eyes, the young master in front of him was just a pampered young man who had never been out much, so he didn't know the dangers of the world.

There was a muffled sound of "pop...".

Chen Tianhua sneered and raised his palm to block the fist coming from him. At the same time, he shrank instantly and tightly wrapped the fist of the ruffian with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in his big palm.

As he gritted his teeth, veins popped out on the back of his hands, and his palms tightened continuously, and the lonely scene made an intrusive "click...click..." sound.

The braided ghost's back was so painful that it bent like a bow, and the veins on his forehead popped out like earthworms, and dense cold sweat oozed out.

The expression on his face was extremely painful, and there was a heart-rending scream in his throat.

"Ah...ah..."

Chen Tianhua suddenly loosened his clenched fists, raised his right foot and kicked the kid in the stomach.

"Ouch…"

The braided ghost's body was like a broken skin bag, and it was thrown into the air for a long distance. After landing, it couldn't stop, and kept rolling towards the distance. It didn't stop until it hit a big stone on the side of the street.

Come down.

"It seems that it's better for you to get out, you did a good job...haha..." Chen Tianhua laughed without caring.

The braided ghost felt that the palm bones of his right hand were pinched and cracked, and the pain all over his body was like needles piercing his heart.

After all, he can be regarded as the little leader among these gangsters. He is used to showing off his power on these streets. Where has he ever experienced anything like this?

The braided ghost endured the pain and howled loudly at the gangsters: "What are you waiting for? Come up here and kill these guys!"

When the four men heard the braided ghost's howl, they woke up as if from a dream. They took out their weapons from their waists and pressed towards Chen Tianhua with ferocious expressions.

Four sharp knives flashing with cold light stabbed at his body from four different angles.

"Oh, this is serious. The knife is drawn. This foreigner is going to suffer a lot."

"Come on, the knife doesn't recognize people. If you kill someone, it will be a big deal."

"..."
Chapter completed!