In front of the humble vendor were two men showing off their power.
One of them was holding a stick and knocking on the stall of the small vendor. "Who are you, Brother Jing and Brother Hao? You paid them protection money, what are you telling me? You didn't pay it to me, so hurry up and give me the money! Stop talking nonsense, or I'll tear down your stall!"
"I... Boss Wang, we have paid the protection fee... If we give this to our whole family, we will have nothing to lose..." The stall owner was a middle-aged man, who couldn't help sobbing.
After glancing at the watermelon stall next to him, An Jingzhi directly picked up the blade from the stall and walked towards the noisy crowd step by step. The onlookers looked at his aggressive appearance, made way for him and watched him go.
"Get out of the way!" An Jingzhi shouted loudly with a machete in his right hand.
Hearing the noise, Boss Wang and his younger brothers looked up, glanced at the machete in the other party's hand, and then looked at the baseball bat in their own hands.
His expression froze for a moment, then he straightened his chest.
"You, who are you?" Wang Laodao asked.
An Jingzhi calmly took out a lollipop from his pocket and held it in his mouth. "What? You came to my place to cause trouble? You dared to come here without even knowing who's behind this place?"
The younger brother beside Boss Wang pulled Boss Wang's clothes and whispered in his ear, "Brother, he should be An Jingzhi."
Boss Wang swallowed his saliva. The other party was a ruthless man who dared to chase and hack at more than 20 people with a machete. Although he didn't hurt anyone, he was detained for several days in the end.
It was precisely because of that desperate battle that the father and son were able to dominate this street.
"You, aren't you going to be a bodyguard for someone? And you still care about this...this little money?" Boss Wang said in a nonchalant tone.
An Jingzhi tilted his head, "Big money or small money, it's all my money. Since I accepted their money, I naturally have to fulfill my responsibilities. Tell me, what do you mean by running into my territory today to collect protection fees?" He weighed the knife in his hand, as if he was gesturing which gesture would be better for holding the knife and chopping people.
Boss Wang forced a smile. "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. This is a misunderstanding, Brother Jing. I thought you didn't want this street anymore, so I came here. If you still want it, then I definitely wouldn't dare to charge you here. I'm leaving now, leaving now."
After saying this, he wanted to turn around and leave with his little brother beside him, but suddenly, he was stopped by a voice from behind.
"Stop!" An Jingzhi stared at them coldly, "Did I let you go?"
Holding the baseball bat in his hand, Boss Wang said with an embarrassed face, "What do you want? There are two of us now, and you are alone."
The implication is that I have already given you enough face, so don't push it any further.
"Apologize to him." An Jingzhi pointed with a blade at the street vendor who was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.
"You! Don't go too far!"
An Jingzhi just stared at him coldly, walking towards him step by step with a knife in hand as if he were a dead man. Every step seemed to be stepping on Boss Wang's heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Every time the other party took a step closer, he couldn't help but take a step back.
"What are you doing? You want to kill someone in broad daylight!"
An Jingzhi strode closer, "Apologize! My patience has its limits."
Facing the other person's gaze, Boss Wang couldn't help but shiver. Goose bumps appeared all over his body, and his hair stood on end, as if a cold poisonous snake was crawling on his back.
I couldn't help but obey my heart and said to the small vendor next to me, "I'm sorry, I was wrong!" I was afraid that if I spoke too late, the other party would chop me with a knife, so I spoke in a hurried tone.
"Alright," An Jingzhi looked him up and down, "Get lost! Don't let me see you around here again."
The two men escaped from the crowd as if they had been pardoned.
The people around him seemed to have gotten to know An Jingzhi all over again, staring blankly at him as he walked back to the watermelon shop.
He patted one of the watermelons and said to the frightened watermelon shop owner, "Is this one sweet?"
Seeing no response from the other party, An Jingzhi frowned and asked again.
"Is it sweet? I'm asking you a question."
The boss was startled as if awakened from a dream, and forced a smile. "The watermelons in my watermelon shop are all very sweet. Brother Jing, I'll help you pick the sweetest one."
As he spoke, he patted the watermelon eagerly. After choosing for a long time, he finally picked one. When he was about to cut it, he found that the cutting tool was in the other person's hand. He looked at An Jingzhi hesitantly.
An Jingzhi understood what he meant as soon as he saw his eyes, and handed the knife over directly. The watermelon shop owner was so scared that he sat down on the ground, thinking that An Jingzhi wanted to kill him with a knife.
Put the knife directly on the other person's chopping board and say, "Help me cut it. This knife might be a little dirty from all the swinging around just now. Please wipe it before using it."
It was because of the confrontation between An Jingzhi and Boss Wang just now. Their eyes were too cold, just like a human looking at pork on a chopping board, without any emotion. That's why the watermelon shop owner was frightened by the knife suddenly handed over by the other party.
"Okay, okay." He quickly stood over, carefully took the knife, and scrubbed it carefully with the water beside him. Then he cut the watermelon into several pieces and swiftly handed one to An Jingzhi. "Brother Jing, try it. If it's not sweet, I'll give you another one."
An Jingzhi took it and took a bite. It was crunchy and sweet, just right for eating at this time.
"Pack up the rest."
Seeing that An Jingzhi had no objection, the boss breathed a sigh of relief and put all the remaining watermelons in a bag and handed it over.
"How much?" he asked while taking money out of his pocket.
"No money, no money!" the watermelon owner replied quickly.
An Jingzhi glanced at the other person and threw ten yuan over.
"I have money, I don't need your money."
Then he carried the watermelon and walked home.
As soon as he left, the street vendors became restless and talked a lot.
"An Jingzhi was too fierce just now. He looked like he was going to kill someone! I saw that Boss Wang was so scared that his legs were shaking."
"It's true, I never thought An Jingzhi was so fierce. He really looks like an executioner when he holds the knife."
"In broad daylight, does he really dare to kill someone? Maybe he's just trying to scare people?"
"Lao Fang. This protection fee is really worth it. It's not wasted at all." Lao Fang was the street vendor who was extorted for protection money just now.
"That's right. Otherwise, if a group of people come to us and ask for protection money, we will be starving and have no money to pay. Although Brother Jing also takes money, he is a man of few words and will come forward if there is any problem."
"I actually spent money today. How rare! Isn't it free food and drinks every day?"
"I guess he really made a lot of money with that big boss? He doesn't care about this."
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