Chapter 502 - 501: Extortion
As soon as these words were spoken, the group of hoodlums instantly exploded in chaos. This thing is worth a million? Are you out of your mind?
"What?"
Chicken was about to lose it right there, his mouth gaping wide. This crappy stool, and it’s actually a family heirloom? Emperor Qin Shi Huang sat on it? If it really was sat on by Emperor Qin Shi Huang, I’d bash my head on it right now!
This damn student, he’s playing me on purpose!
He actually dares to extort me!
If word gets out that someone like Chicken was extorted by a few lousy students, how am I going to survive around here in the future? It’d be too embarrassing!
Damn it, does he take me for an easy target? Does he really think I’m a sick cat?
With a firm resolve, Chicken decided he wouldn’t let this go no matter what, or else he might as well bash his head on this table.
He quietly pulled out a small dagger from behind, taking advantage of Chen Tianlong’s lack of attention, and thrust it forward fiercely, yelling, "Damn you! Extorting me, you’re asking for death!"
Chicken’s every move was clearly seen by Chen Tianlong, who sneered coldly inside, dodged the attack with a sidestep, and followed up with a slap across Chicken’s face.
But it wasn’t over yet; Chicken’s hand holding the knife suddenly twisted for some reason and stabbed directly into his own thigh!
Ah!
With a scream akin to a pig being slaughtered, Chicken clutched his leg and squatted on the ground, veins bulging on his forehead, holding onto his leg tightly. But no matter how much he tried to cover it, large patches of dark red blood gushed out like a spring, quickly soaking a large area.
The other hoodlums saw their leader get hurt and instinctively wanted to help, but seeing Chen Tianlong there, they immediately stopped, frightened, and looked at him with extreme fear.
Even if they wanted to come over, they couldn’t; Tang Bing and others had already blocked their path. To them, these little hoodlums were nothing but a pile of crap!
"You little brat! You actually dared to ambush me?"
Chen Tianlong squatted down, patted Chicken’s swollen face, then lifted him like a chick and dragged him to a spot by the wall, pinning him down, and slapped him several more times.
Slap slap slap!
Several crisp sounds echoed, and Chicken’s whole face swelled up like a pig’s head; even if placed right in front of you, you’d probably not recognize him.
"Boss, Boss, I’m wrong, I’m wrong!"
Chicken begged for mercy, snot and tears all over his face, "Stop hitting me, I didn’t recognize Mount Tai when I entered Dragon King’s temple by mistake! Please, let me go, I swear I won’t come back here."
Chen Tianlong listened, hardly believing it. A little hoodlum was speaking so eloquently; if someone didn’t know, they’d think he was some language teacher.
Without letting go, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and Chicken, despite the pain all over his body, reacted swiftly.
Especially his face, which was now numb, feeling like it wasn’t his own. His body was pinned against the wall as he bitterly reached into his pocket, ignoring the piercing pain, and pulled out a lighter to light the cigarette for Chen Tianlong.
"What the hell? You think lighting a cigarette will make things okay?" Chen Tianlong didn’t let him off so easily; this breed, all fake on the surface, must be beaten into submission!
After just one puff of the cigarette, he jabbed Chicken in the stomach hard, making Chicken double over, and the filth in his mouth spewed out with a loud "Wah"!
"No, don’t hit me anymore!"
Chicken doubled over, his face pale, extending a hand with difficulty.
Then, trembling, he took out a wad of cash, not caring how much it was, held it above his head, and said, "Boss, I—I only have this much money on me. Consider it my compensation, just let me go, okay?"
Chen Tianlong casually grabbed it, then crouched down, "Kid, this little money is nowhere near enough. Those things there are all antiques, worth millions in total, you’re far from close!"
Now, Chicken was barely recognizable as human, mumbling indistinctly again, "Boss, I really didn’t know Old Zhao was under your protection; otherwise, I definitely wouldn’t have come to collect protection fees."
Seeing Chicken in such a beaten state, Chen Tianlong thought it was about enough, so he stood up. But just as Chicken was hit senseless, his eyes revealed a venomous look as soon as Chen Tianlong stood up.
Damn it, once they leave, I’m going to make that old man pay!
Chen Tianlong casually counted the money in his hand, around a thousand or so, enough to cover the damaged goods.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly thought, if he leaves now, these little punks will surely come again tomorrow; he can’t be here every day, Old Zhao would still face trouble.
Thinking of this, Chen Tianlong crouched down again, grabbed Chicken by the collar, making him stand against the wall, pointing at his nose and said, "Kid, from now on, Old Zhao’s stall is under my protection. If you dare mess with him again, I’ll break your five legs next time!"
Seeing the bad guy ready to leave, Chicken exhaled, only to see Chen Tianlong turn around again, making Chicken shake in fear. This guy didn’t care about reason; he’d just start beating. Was he a thug in a past life?
Chicken desperately shook his head, waving his hands frantically, "Boss, boss, I swear not to; I won’t come back here to Old Zhao’s place again."
Even though he said this, he was already planning on how to beat Old Zhao senseless tomorrow and then some with his granddaughter, damn it, taking turns!
Suddenly, he noticed a small object flash in the hand where Chen Tianlong held the money. Even though he didn’t get a clear look, the sight of it made him tremble, and his breathing became uneven. He carefully looked at Chen Tianlong and asked, "Boss, are—are you one of the Black Alliance?"
"Hmm?" Chen Tianlong froze, not understanding what he was saying, "What Black Alliance?"
Chicken looked at him incredulously, still uneasy, and pointed at Chen Tianlong’s hand holding the money, asking, "In—your hand!"
"My hand?" Seeing him point at his hand holding the money, thinking he still wanted the money, Chen Tianlong raised a hand ready to strike, but Chicken quickly covered his face, shouting repeatedly, "Don’t hit, don’t hit, there’s something in your hand."
Chen Tianlong raised his hand to look, and indeed there was a small badge mixed in with the money. He instantly understood that he accidentally grabbed it when pulling out the money earlier. This thing was given to him by a woman he rescued before, as a sign of gratitude, saying he could use it to visit her in Yunfu City and enjoy free travel.
At the time, Chen Tianlong didn’t think much of it, casually stuffing it into his pocket, but the workmanship looked exquisite, and it was pure gold, so selling it might fetch a few thousand bucks.