Not that Yang Feilong was unfocused, but rather that he had been going over accounts with Luo Yujiao and discussing matters, and hadn't expected trouble to arrive at this hour.
Yang Feilong was no longer the novice he was when he first descended the mountain. He naturally knew what these people were up to.
They called themselves "guardians of peace and stability."
In reality, they were just a bunch of thugs who extorted protection fees. If you didn't pay, they had plenty of time to make your life a living hell.
Moreover, even if they were arrested, they wouldn't be locked up for long. But they were too numerous and had many ways to cause trouble, ensuring you couldn't do business peacefully ever again.
Luo Yujiao looked at Yang Feilong, her face etched with worry.
"You stay here and rest. I'll go talk to them," Yang Feilong said to Luo Yujiao with a smile.
"Don't be too impulsive," Luo Yujiao said worriedly.
She knew Yang Feilong could fight, but sometimes fighting wasn't the solution to everything.
Fighting didn't solve problems; it only bred resentment. However, Yang Feilong wouldn't allow people to come to his doorstep and extort him.
"It seems I need to have a talk with Uncle Tang soon. This underworld needs a proper cleanup!" Yang Feilong muttered to himself. "But even after cleaning it up, it won't last long. After all, this kind of thing is like weeds – they can't be completely burned away and will always spring back in the spring breeze!"
Officials who wanted to achieve something would generally not tolerate such matters, but why couldn't anyone eradicate them? The reason they persisted was the immense amount of vested interest involved!
Seeing the five men walk in, Yang Feilong stepped forward and said calmly, "May I ask your intentions?"
"Intentions? You've just opened a new shop, shouldn't you show some appreciation? This street is under Boss Wu's protection," one of the men said, glancing at Yang Feilong playfully. However, his gaze was primarily fixed on Luo Yujiao in the distance, a flash of admiration in his eyes.
He had heard from his subordinates earlier that the owner of this pharmacy was incredibly beautiful. He hadn't believed it, thinking they were exaggerating, but seeing her under the lights now, she was indeed breathtakingly stunning!
This made his heart burn with desire.
Yang Feilong's eyes chilled. The way the man looked at Luo Yujiao ignited his anger.
"How much appreciation are we talking about?" Yang Feilong asked, suppressing his inner rage, his voice calm.
"Your shop is doing well. We won't ask for too much, just a hundred thousand!" the man said sinisterly.
"A hundred thousand?" Yang Feilong's face showed a hint of a smile. "Is that too little?"
"Too little?" All of them looked at Yang Feilong, their eyes filled with astonishment. Was this a good thing?
Asking for a hundred thousand was already a huge demand. They only asked for that much because they saw the shop was doing good business. They never expected the other party to find it too little!
"If you think a hundred thousand is too little, then how about five hundred thousand!" the leader grinned.
"Five hundred thousand?" Yang Feilong chuckled. "Excellent, that number is more reasonable."
Five hundred thousand is reasonable? Hearing Yang Feilong's words, the five thugs looked at him, sensing something was amiss.
Was this guy crazy?
Suddenly!
Yang Feilong threw a punch, hitting the leader in the face.
Bang!
The man was sent flying backward, blood splattering, his nose caved in!
The remaining four were stunned. They were just talking, and suddenly he attacked? And so savagely, sending their boss flying. What kind of power was in that punch?
While the other four were still in shock, Yang Feilong struck again. His body flickered like the wind. The other four were also sent flying out of the shop, landing on the ground by the entrance.
All five felt a severe swelling on their faces, their vision blurred, making it hard to see.
Their noses were caved in.
Several teeth were knocked out, showing how ruthlessly Yang Feilong had struck.
"Five hundred thousand, that should be enough to fix your noses and replace a few teeth!" Yang Feilong's voice rang out.
To the five men, these words sounded like the whisper of a demon.
It was only then that they understood Yang Feilong's earlier words. So that was why he said a hundred thousand was too little.
Damn it, if they had known this guy was such a fighter, they wouldn't have been so arrogant! This skill, perhaps even their Boss Wu couldn't defeat him!
Regret!
They regretted it so much their intestines turned green.
Yang Feilong crouched in front of the man who was clearly the leader, his palm patting the man's cheek. The latter, filled with humiliation and fear, stammered, "Wh-what do you want?"
Yang Feilong sneered, "You looked at my woman with impure eyes just now. Tell me, should I gouge out your eyes, or should I castrate your third leg?"
The man shivered at these words, nearly wetting himself. He looked at Yang Feilong in terror and said, "No! Big brother, don't be so rash! I'm willing to apologize!"
The other four also trembled. Was this guy a demon?
He was so cruel!
"Apologize? What kind of apology? With your third leg?" Yang Feilong said sinisterly.
"I, I'm willing to pay money and apologize!" the man repeatedly said.
He was terrified of Yang Feilong.
"You're in this line of work, and you're this cowardly?" Yang Feilong said with disappointment. "It leaves me with no sense of accomplishment!"
The five thugs: "..."
At this moment, the five thugs felt they were as pure as a blank sheet of paper compared to the man before them.
How could this person be so terrifying?
How did they provoke such a person?
"What's your name?" Yang Feilong asked the leader, his voice calm.
"My name is Wang Er!" the leader weakly replied.
"Wang Er? A made-up alias, I presume?" Yang Feilong sneered.
"Big brother, I haven't used my real name in a long time; I've always used this one," the thug leader said quickly. Seeing the coldness in Yang Feilong's eyes, he added, "My ID says Wang Xiaoshu!"
"Wang Er? Wang Xiaoshu?" Yang Feilong glanced at him. "Both are names befitting an extra."
Wang Xiaoshu: "..."
He felt aggrieved but dared not show any reaction, fearing Yang Feilong would get violent!
"Who is this Boss Wu you mentioned?" Yang Feilong suddenly asked.
"Boss Wu is just Boss Wu!" Wang Xiaoshu explained. But seeing Yang Feilong's displeased expression, he quickly added, "Boss Wu is named Liu Wu. Because he's the fifth child in his family and his name has a homophone for 'five,' everyone calls him Boss Wu. Boss Wu oversees several streets, and we follow him to make a living."
"Call this Boss Wu of yours!" Yang Feilong said calmly.
"Huh?" Wang Xiaoshu was stunned.
"Huh? Call him if I tell you to! Hurry up and make the call!" Yang Feilong said coldly.
"Yes, yes!" Wang Xiaoshu, startled, took out his phone from his pocket and started dialing.