In the cozy residential community, Wang Song's wedding room is now fully renovated.

Wang Peng stood in the center of the living room, looking down at the newly decorated house.

White ceramic tiles, light green walls, dark gray fabric sofa—everything is arranged neatly and tidy.

The room still had a slight smell of new renovation, but it wasn't pungent. Instead, it made the room feel new, as if it had been prepared specifically for the future.

"Xiaopeng, look at this coffee table, your dad and I picked it out together."

Hu Juan said with a smile, "The price isn't expensive, it looks very sturdy, and it's made of tempered glass."

Wang Peng nodded: "Aunt Hu, Dad, do we have enough money for the wedding?"

"Enough!" Wang Song nodded hurriedly and said, "Xiao Peng, don't always think about giving me money. I don't need money right now."

As soon as she finished speaking, Hu Juan smiled and said, "Xiao Peng, we both have some savings."

Wang Peng smiled slightly, stepped onto the balcony, and said, "This balcony is big enough. You can even dry your diapers here when you have a child."

Upon hearing this, Hu Juan immediately rolled her eyes at him, her face turning red.

"Hehe." Wang Song scratched his head and chuckled, glancing at Hu Juan furtively.

Wang Peng's phone suddenly rang. He answered the call, put it to his ear, and said, "Hello, this is Wang Peng."

A hurried voice came from the phone: "Brother Peng, it's Mingyue, something's happened to me."

Wang Peng frowned immediately: "Don't rush, wait a few seconds."

He opened the door and left the house, walking down the stairs. He said softly, "What happened? Tell me slowly!"

"I ran over a stray dog ​​in Lang County, and the other party insisted it was an expensive dog and demanded 2,000 yuan in compensation. They wouldn't let us leave until we paid, and they even took the car keys..."

Hu Mingyue's voice was trembling with tears: "Brother, so many people are surrounding my car, I'm so scared."

Wang Peng said in a deep voice, "I'll come pick you up right away. Give the phone to Hu Qing."

A moment later, Hu Qing's voice came through the phone: "Peng, it's nothing serious, don't worry."

Wang Peng was still worried and asked in a low voice, "Are you in the countryside or the county town? Have you called the police?"

Hu Qing said, "I've already called the police, and I'm not satisfied with the outcome of the police station's mediation."

Wang Peng took out his keys, opened the car door, and said, "Be careful, don't panic, I'm coming to find you now."

Hu Qing hurriedly said, "We're in Zhangzhuang, north of Duzhuang. Call me anytime."

"Okay, I'll hang up now." Wang Peng checked his phone and saw that it still had enough battery, so he immediately called his wife, Li Mingzhu.

After learning the whole story, Li Mingzhu said, "Call your uncle and ask him to go with you."

Wang Peng replied, "It might take a day or two. I'll have Shishi accompany you."

Li Mingzhu chuckled softly and said gently, "I'll call her, you go about your business."

Wang Peng hung up the phone and immediately called Li Keyong. The two agreed to meet at the vehicle management office in the provincial capital.

He drove to the vehicle management office.

Li Keyong hurriedly got into the car and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, my colleague's friend works at the Langxian County Public Security Bureau."

Hearing this, Wang Peng felt more at ease: "Uncle, I plan to teach that blackmailer a lesson."

Li Keyong was taken aback, then thought carefully: "Do you think this is necessary?"

Wang Peng nodded, reminded him to fasten his seatbelt, and started the car to leave the vehicle management office.

Li Keyong stopped talking, crossed his legs, and lay back in the driver's seat.

There is a highway from the provincial capital to Langxian County, a journey of over 300 kilometers. Wang Peng sped along the way and arrived in Langxian County at 1 p.m.

The father and son went to a restaurant for a meal, and Wang Peng mentally went through the procedures.

For handling a typical car accident, the first step is to call the police, then check for injuries or other property damage, and then proceed with the necessary procedures.

But this isn't a normal situation; someone is blackmailing people using dogs as a pretext.

The other party was eyeing out-of-town cars, and seeing that it was driven by a young woman, they wanted to take advantage of the situation to make a quick buck.

Two thousand yuan isn't much to him, but this whole thing is disgusting, and it's not about the amount of money.

After finishing his meal, Wang Peng called Hu Qing again to confirm the approximate location before driving to the scene of the incident.

Two hours later, after asking around, he arrived at Zhangzhuang and saw several people gathered by the roadside in the distance.

A white car was blocked by a group of people who looked like villagers, preventing it from leaving.

A dead dog lay on the ground, just an ordinary Chinese rural dog, and a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties sat beside the dog crying.

"You ran over my dog, you're not leaving without two thousand yuan!"

"I've raised my dog ​​since he was a puppy, and we've grown so attached to each other. Now I don't even want to live anymore!"

"Men, men, women, and fellow villagers, you must stand up for me!"

The villagers all pointed fingers at Hu Mingyue and Hu Qing, while three bodyguards in black stood in the middle protecting them.

Wang Peng pulled the car over to the side of the road, banged on it twice, opened the door, and walked over.

The villagers all looked over and were immediately attracted by his Audi A6. Several idle men even walked towards the car.

Li Keyong stood in front of the car, staring at them with a cold face. The idlers hesitated and gradually stopped at the roadside.

Hu Mingyue initially watched the crying woman with indifference, showing no fear of the villagers who were watching.

But when he saw Wang Peng, he immediately became pitiful.

“Brother!” Hu Mingyue rushed out of the crowd and grabbed Wang Peng’s hand. “Brother, I’m scared.”

"It's alright." Wang Peng took his hand and led him slowly into the crowd.

Seeing him dressed in a suit and tie, everyone assumed he was a wealthy boss. The air suddenly became quiet, and the woman stopped wailing.

"Comrade, I am the village party secretary. You know what happened, right?" Village party secretary Zhang Lianshun asked with a smile.

Wang Peng nodded, looking at the woman sitting on the ground: "My sister killed your dog, I will compensate you for the damage."

The woman was taken aback, then quickly got up from the ground: "I have feelings for this person, give me two thousand."

Village Party Secretary Zhang Lianshun chimed in, "Comrade, she did indeed raise this dog from infancy."

Wang Peng smiled slightly, "I understand how you feel, but this dog is worth at most a hundred yuan. I'll compensate you."

Zhang Lianshun quickly winked at the woman, Zhang Tieying. Just now, the other party was only willing to compensate fifty yuan, but now it has suddenly increased to one hundred yuan, which is really acceptable.

This mongrel dog wouldn't even sell for ten yuan.

"No way!" Zhang Tieying shouted, hands on her hips. "You have to pay me two thousand, not a penny less."

At this point, she suddenly walked to the front of the Alto car, plopped down on the ground, and blocked the front of the car with her body.

She stared at Wang Peng and said, "If you don't have two thousand yuan today, don't even think about driving the car away."

Without further ado, Wang Peng took out his wallet, pulled out two thousand yuan in cash, and handed it to the old woman one bill at a time.

"I can pay for the dog money, but you have to give me a receipt. I need to report it to my wife when I get home."

Wang Peng put the two thousand yuan in cash into his pocket, then took out his notebook and pen, and smiled as he looked at Zhang Tieying, who was blocking the car with her bare body.

The air fell silent instantly, and everyone stared at Wang Peng.