Just as Zhang Shuzhen was happily picking out fabrics, a thin, short man moved up to her side and reached out to rummage through her pockets.

Zhang Shuzhen and Zhou Qinglan were extravagant spenders, buying things without asking the price and pulling out a wad of cash to pay.

The couple really managed to get along. In previous years, Wang Chunxiu was so busy that she was never home. Just when she was about to retire and relax, Zhou Mingyuan got busy again.

“Brother, it’s not very ethical to cause trouble for people during the New Year, is it?” Sheng Xiping said coldly, grabbing the other man’s wrist.

The skinny man tried hard to break free from Sheng Xiping's grasp, but no matter how much he struggled, his wrist felt like it was being clamped by a large iron clamp, and he couldn't break free.

Enraged, he raised his head, glared fiercely at Sheng Xiping, and threatened him in a low voice.

"Kid, mind your own business. If you know what's good for you, let go and I'll spare your life. Otherwise, watch out for your dog's life."

"Ha, what a big mouth you have. You think you can beat me?"

Sheng Xiping exerted force and twisted the other man's arm behind his back, causing the boy to grimace and howl in pain.

The commotion quickly alerted Zhang Shuzhen and Zhou Qinglan, as well as those around them.

Zhou Qinglan pulled her mother-in-law to stand aside, and when the others saw this, they all made way.

At the same time, three or four people quickly approached from elsewhere, shouting, "What are you doing? Looking for trouble? Let them go right now, or you'll regret it!"

"Hey guys, help me out!" The skinny guy perked up immediately when he saw the situation and hurriedly called out.

"Damn it, you bastard, if you don't let me go, I'll teach you a lesson today."

"Oh, your accomplices are here? You think I'm afraid of you just because your accomplices are here? Dream on."

Sheng Xiping was not afraid at all. He smiled coldly, raised his hand, and directly dislocated the skinny man's right arm.

This almost made the skinny man faint from the pain. He let out a miserable scream, his eyes rolled back, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Damn, this bastard really dares to do that. Brothers, let's get him."

When those men saw this, their eyes turned red, and one of them immediately pulled out a knife from his pocket and stabbed at Sheng Xiping.

Sheng Xiping remained calm and unhurried, grabbing the skinny man and using him as a shield. The skinny man screamed in terror.

The man with the knife immediately stopped, nearly stabbing the skinny man.

Sheng Xiping used the skinny man to block the other party's knife, then kicked a person next to him away.

Then he suddenly pulled the skinny guy back and threw him out, which knocked another person flying.

Then he kicked the man with the knife away. Finally, he punched the last man in the nose.

The man felt a sharp pain in his nose, followed by two streams of warm blood flowing down his face. He covered his nose and squatted down.

Sheng Xiping bent down, picked up the knife, twirled it in his hand a couple of times, and slowly walked towards the skinny man. "What did you just say? You wanted my dog's life?"

The skinny guy's right arm had already been dislocated and he was in excruciating pain. Then, he was violently rammed by his accomplice, which made him dizzy and see stars.

Seeing Sheng Xiping holding a knife and walking towards him with a half-smile, the kid was so scared he almost wet his pants.

"Brother, spare my life! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I have offended you. Please be merciful and spare me this time."

This kid is smart; as soon as he saw that four or five people couldn't beat the other side, he immediately admitted defeat and begged for mercy.

“A perfectly healthy young man, with hands and feet, can’t he make money doing anything? Why does he have to resort to crooked means?” Sheng Xiping sighed.

"Alright, I don't want to argue with you during the New Year. Go away."

These people are all part of a gang. Sheng Xiping is with his mother and wife today, so he can't really fight them head-on.

If these people are really pushed to the limit and risk their lives, Sheng Xiping may not necessarily gain the upper hand.

It wasn't worth getting hurt or bumped over a few people during the Chinese New Year, so Sheng Xiping didn't bother with them.

"Thank you, brother. Thank you, brother. If you ever need anything in the future, just let us know. In Songjianghe territory, we're a good help."

The group of people, supporting each other, nodded to Sheng Xiping, left with those words, and turned to leave.

"Have you finished shopping? Let's go." After the others left, Sheng Xiping turned back to look at Zhang Shuzhen and Zhou Qinglan.

Zhang Shuzhen was quite frightened; she was afraid something might happen to her son.

Seeing that things had calmed down, she quickly took out her money and paid for all the fabric she had just torn, then hurriedly followed Sheng Xiping and his wife out of the store.

Sheng Xiping's car was parked on the side of the road. The three of them got out and got in the car.

Having bought almost everything, Zhang Shuzhen was no longer in the mood to shop around, so Sheng Xiping drove straight to the Zhou family's house.

After the car drove away, several people with pale faces poked their heads out from an alley not far away.

"Damn, you're really blind, aren't you? You even dared to steal money from this guy."

The man who had been holding the knife earlier now had a look of relief on his face. He kicked the skinny man and said with lingering fear.

"Thank goodness we didn't stab anyone, otherwise, all of us would be in jail for ten or eight years."

"Brother, I didn't know it was him either," the skinny guy said miserably, his face contorted in a grimace.

Sheng Xiping spent little time in Songjianghe, and his daily interactions were mostly with prominent figures in the bureau and town; he rarely dealt with these local thugs.

However, Sheng Xiping's car is quite famous in Songjianghe and even Fusong.

Many people, especially those involved in the underworld, recognize that car and know that its owner is someone you don't want to mess with.

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