The man with the knife's face darkened, and he raised the knife, pointing it at Wang Tianxiao. "Who do you think you are, spouting nonsense? What, are you going to stand up for him?"

"Are you tired of living?" another person sneered.

Wang Tianxiao smiled slightly.

"Brothers, could you please hold off on this? You're only talking to the shop owner about money, so just talk about money. What good would it do if you really cut off his finger? He wouldn't even be able to cook half a dish of stir-fry, let alone make a cold salad."

"What's it to you?"

"Okay, please don't rush. Let's discuss another solution. I'd like to ask why the shop owner owes you money, and how much?"

"What? You want to help him pay off his debts?"

The young thug became interested. He sized up Wang Tianxiao and thought he looked like a wealthy man.

"Let's take a look first. So, what kind of debt is it?"

"You don't need to worry about that. Just know that the old man owes us 30,000 yuan. If you really want to help him pay it back, give me 30,000 yuan."

"Wait, wait, wait. If you really want to resolve this issue, let's have a proper talk. I don't think your boss really wants you to take a few fingers back. If you continue with this attitude, then I'll leave now, and you can do whatever you want."

The two young thugs were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other. The one with the knife briefly explained the reason.

Wang Tianxiao remained indifferent after hearing this.

It really was gambling debts.

This kind of thing is common in any era. When someone with a bit of money is targeted, those people can always find ways to trap them.

It is obvious that the shop owner is the victim.

After hearing the brief explanation, Wang Tianxiao walked over and said to the young man with the knife, "Can you come out? We need to talk about something."

"What are we talking about? Can't we talk here?"

"I think it's better to go outside, let's just stay outside the door."

After hesitating for a moment, the thug put the knife back in his pocket and followed Wang Tianxiao outside.

Outside the car, people came and went.

The thug put a cigarette in his mouth, lit it, took a puff, and arrogantly asked, "What do you want to say? Hurry up and light it."

Wang Tianxiao laughed and said, "Are you aware that the police have been cracking down on this kind of behavior lately?"

"Is that all you want to tell me?" the thug sneered. "So what? Do you think they can really catch me? Besides, even if they do catch me, how many days will they lock me up? We're not short-staffed. I advise you to take charge if you're capable, otherwise get out of here and don't get yourself involved in something you shouldn't be involved in."

"Do you know Wang Tianzhong?" Wang Tianxiao suddenly asked.

Upon hearing the name, the thug paused, his expression clearly becoming somewhat unnatural.

Why talk about him?

"Oh, he's my brother."

"?"

The young thug was stunned. He looked at Wang Tianxiao with a bewildered and confused expression. He wanted to ask Wang Tianxiao why he was telling him all this, but he didn't dare to say it.

Even the most powerful thugs will not confront or clash with the police unless absolutely necessary.

If the police force is mobilized, all the thugs are just paper tigers.

The name Wang Tianzhong certainly carries significant weight in the minds of the thugs in Qingcheng.

For these petty thugs, the deputy director of the municipal public security bureau in charge of criminal investigations was practically a sword hanging over their heads.

He could strike down at any moment.

Therefore, no matter how much courage they have, they wouldn't dare to resist head-on.

But the problem is...

The person just casually mentioned it; is he just using Wang Tianzhong's name to pass himself off as someone else, when in reality he has absolutely no connection with Wang Tianzhong?

"You don't believe me, do you? Should we go to the police station together and ask?" Wang Tianxiao wasn't in a hurry and asked with a smile, very politely.

"Why are you telling me this? And what are you thinking? You're getting involved in this kind of thing, don't you think about the consequences?"

Although the young man was a little intimidated, he still tried his best to maintain a certain level of authority and was unwilling to simply bow his head.