"Boss lady, the bill, please!"

"17 yuan."

"Here, one hundred."

"Isn't there a zero?"

"No, they're all one hundred."

"How about you pay with WeChat or Alipay?"

"If we don't use that thing, your restaurant probably won't even have change for a hundred yuan, right?"

"that......"

"That...that?"

Having apparently heard his wife arguing with a customer, the boss came over and asked, "What's going on?"

The proprietress then leaned close to the owner's ear and whispered, "This bill is counterfeit."

"Damn it! How dare you use counterfeit money in my shop?!" The boss slammed his fist on the table and shouted.

The sound of his drink was heard by all the customers in the store, including Li Lechen and his group who were still eating.

Counterfeit money?

Li Lechen immediately looked over.

The man was quite burly, holding a hundred-yuan bill in his hand, ready to pay. However, the shopkeeper in front of him was also quite strong, and the two were evenly matched.

The burly man was the one who came out of the internet cafe, messed with Fan Jianqiang, and got two thousand yuan in counterfeit money. He originally wanted to take advantage of the boss's wife's weakness and spend as much as he could, but he didn't expect the boss to be so fierce.

So he immediately chickened out: "Then I'll use WeChat."

"No way!" The boss remained fierce, grabbing the burly man's wrist. "Come with me to the police station!"

"Are you crazy? It's just a counterfeit bill." The burly man tried to shake off the shopkeeper's hand, but found that he couldn't.

The proprietress also took the opportunity to persuade her husband: "Let it go, we didn't lose out in this kind of thing."

"No!" the boss insisted, and immediately took out his phone from his pocket and dialed the police.

"Hello, is this the police station? I've caught someone using counterfeit money. Please come quickly."

After making the call, the boss said to his wife, "It was the same person last time. I was busy and didn't put it through the money counter, and as a result, they accepted a counterfeit bill."

Upon hearing this, the proprietress also became angry.

Using counterfeit money is despicable enough, but what's worse is that it also steals people's real money.

When the burly man realized that his scheme had been exposed and that the other party had called the police, and with one of his wrists firmly in his grasp, he decided to go all the way and pulled a switchblade out of his pocket.

"brush--"

The switchblade swung straight at them.

The boss reacted quickly, immediately letting go and stepping aside.

The group of people eating in the restaurant, mostly students, also jumped up from their seats in surprise and squeezed to the side to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

If the fight hadn't been happening right at the doorway, everyone would have already rushed out.

"What do you want to do?!"

Facing the man brandishing a switchblade, the shop owner still shouted in a gruff voice, though he clearly lacked his previous confidence. After all, people are made of flesh and blood; a knife will draw blood, and if not inserted properly, it can be fatal.

That's why the burly man took a risky approach and resorted to robbery: "Give me all the money in the cash register!"

"We won't take your money, you can leave," the shopkeeper said, frowning.

"Will you pay me or not?!" The burly man's eyes turned red as he frantically brandished the switchblade.

Although the knife was dangerous, it wasn't a gun and couldn't kill from a distance. So the boss, who was already some distance away, didn't feel very dangerous, but he didn't intend to fight him head-on.

Of course, they wouldn't obediently hand over the money.

The burly man realized that things were not going well and that he would not get any benefits if things continued like this, so he had to resort to some ruthless measures.

"Snap!"

Suddenly, the sound of a hard object hitting the ground rang out.

A girl hurriedly bent down to pick up her phone, which had fallen to the ground. She had tried to film the sudden robbery and post it on a short video platform to show off, but she was also somewhat nervous, so her hand slipped.

A glint flashed in the burly man's eyes. He suddenly rushed over, grabbed the girl's hand, and pulled her over.

"ah......"

Before the girl could even scream, she felt a chill on her neck as the switchblade pressed firmly against her carotid artery.

"Give me the money! If you don't, I'll slit her throat!" the burly man shouted at the boss again.

The boss was speechless: "Why did you arrest her? She's not my daughter."

"......"

The burly man was instantly dumbfounded; the plot was taking an unexpected turn!

But having already chosen this method, there was no turning back. So he pressed the knife further in, and a trace of blood appeared on the girl's snow-white neck.

The man then said menacingly to the shop owner, "Since you won't pay, I'll kill her!"

"No...don't kill me..."

The girl who was taken hostage had nothing to do with the boss, and the boss could refuse to pay for her services. But as the person directly involved, the girl was terrified. She knew that once her throat was slit, she would be dead by the time the ambulance arrived.

At the same time, the girl looked at the shop owner with a pleading expression: "Give him money, give him money, I'll pay you back whatever you gave me."

The boss, however, remained adamant: "We can't let this kind of person get away with it! I've already called the police; he won't dare do anything to you. If he tries to kill you, it's intentional homicide, which carries a death sentence!"

That makes sense, but girls are scared. The key is that no matter if they get hurt or die, the boss can just stand there and talk without any concern for their well-being.

But at this moment, the girl can do nothing but be afraid and cry.

The burly man grew increasingly frantic, and his hand holding the knife began to tremble noticeably.

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