The thugs were quickly subdued, and they squatted on the curb with their hands behind their heads.

“We just received a report that you were causing trouble on the commercial street. Take you all away.”

At the command of the police officer in charge, cries of agony erupted from the scene.

"Officer, we were just strolling around, we didn't do anything."

The blond-haired leader shouted that he was innocent, realizing that he had run into a brick wall.

The police ignored them, put the seven thugs into police cars, and drove off with sirens blaring.

With only one police car remaining, a policeman entered the tobacco and liquor store to take a statement from Du Lei and inquire about the cause and effect of the incident.

Two police officers went to nearby shops to interview people and collect evidence of the thugs' crimes.

"Brother Dali, you've worked hard," Li Keyong said.

"Keyong, this is our duty, don't be so polite."

Feng Dali shook his head and snorted coldly, "These thugs are too arrogant. The province is preparing to launch a crackdown."

"That's good, that's good."

Li Keyong said, "Do you have time this afternoon? Let's go have some tea, you two."

Feng Dali waved his hand, "No need for tea. Is this shop owned by your nephew-in-law?"

He turned to look at the tobacco and liquor store and chuckled, "In a few days, the old man will be celebrating his third anniversary in a big way, so he'll need some cheap cigarettes and liquor..."

“No problem,” Li Keyong said with a smile. “I guarantee the lowest price on the market and I guarantee you won’t get any counterfeit goods, because my niece-in-law doesn’t sell counterfeit goods.”

"Price doesn't matter, the key is authenticity."

Feng Dali shook his head and said, "Last time, the bureau leaders held a full-month celebration for their grandson, but they bought counterfeit alcohol. They were so angry they were jumping up and down cursing, haha..."