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Zhao Changhe said coldly, "You deserved to be beaten. How come I didn't kill you?"
The Black Dog was enraged and gritted his teeth, "Old man, you're twisted. I gave you face."
With that, he slapped Zhao Changhe. Zhao Changhe blocked the punch with his fist and angrily said, "You dare hit me?"
The Black Dog retorted, "If you don't pay for my medical bills, you won't be able to set up your stall at the market again. I'll flip your stall every time I see it, I'll flip your tricycle and smash all your eggs."
Huang Mao and Hong Mao rushed forward and overturned the tricycle. Four boxes of eggs shattered on the ground, creating a chaotic and shocking scene.
Zhao Changhe and Zhou Qingmei stood frozen, staring at the overturned tricycle and the broken eggs scattered everywhere. Both of them were shocked, their whole bodies stunned. All four boxes of eggs were ruined, leaving only one box left at the stall.
Pedestrians stopped and gathered around, whispering and pointing. No one dared to step forward to help. The Black Dog was notorious in the area for being a troublemaker. He had no other skills, but he was excellent at bullying people.
The Black Dog laughed maniacally, his laughter echoing.
"Hahaha, I'm the Black Dog, and the morning market is my territory. Go back and tell your son, if he wants to sell here, he needs to pay me five thousand yuan for medical bills. Otherwise, I'll flip his stall every time I see him... Old man, what are you looking at? Not happy? Come over and bite me."
Zhao Changhe's eyes nearly popped out of his head, his face flushed red with anger. His eyes were bloodshot, his teeth gritting so hard it sounded like they would crack. He was on the verge of exploding, rolling up his sleeves, ready to fight. Zhou Qingmei quickly grabbed him to stop him from acting impulsively.
"Hahaha, you're scared to move, huh? I've known all along, you're a coward, not even as tough as an old lady... don't you all agree?"
The Black Dog looked around at Huang Mao and Hong Mao, and all three burst into laughter.
Hahahaha!
The arrogant laughter spread across the market and suddenly stopped. A pair of nunchucks appeared behind the Black Dog, a chain wrapped around his neck, choking him into silence. His face instantly turned ugly.
The nunchucks yanked backward, causing the Black Dog to fall on his back. A slender figure appeared behind him—Zhao Feng.
The Black Dog lay on the ground, looking up at the cold, ruthless young man above him. His pupils dilated in shock. He struggled frantically with both hands and kicked his legs in desperation.
Zhao Feng remained expressionless, the nunchucks still hooked around the Black Dog's neck as he dragged him toward the entrance of the morning market. He said coldly, "The Black Dog has guts. I always keep my word. Yesterday I said if you dared to make trouble again, I'd hang you at the market entrance as a warning. Today, I'm keeping that promise."
The Black Dog was drenched in sweat, his forehead bulging with veins, his face turning blood red. His tongue stuck out, and he howled in despair, "Help, help, help..."
Huang Mao and Hong Mao were dumbfounded. They stood frozen, too scared to move. They watched as the Black Dog, once so mighty, was dragged like a dog to be hung up at the market entrance. The scene was truly shocking.
Hearing the Black Dog's cries, the two of them snapped out of their daze and quickly chased after Zhao Feng, but seeing his cold demeanor, they didn't dare make a move. Instead, they started pleading.
"Brother, please have mercy, that's enough."
"Spare him, he can apologize and compensate. There's no need to go this far."
The Black Dog was furious, almost vomiting blood. Yesterday, they had promised each other they'd have each other's backs, but now, his so-called "brothers" didn't even dare make a move and were begging for mercy.
"Brother, don't be impulsive, being impulsive is the devil."
"Dog Brother, we'll pay double for the eggs. How about two thousand?"
Zhao Feng didn't respond, just continued dragging the Black Dog toward the market entrance. The crowd automatically parted, making way for them, as they followed behind to watch the spectacle.
As the saying goes: "If you don't show your strength, you can't stand firm. If you don't act tough, you won't last long."
The morning market was full of hidden talents. To stand your ground in this kind of place, you needed thunderous methods. If Zhao Feng let the Black Dog go today, his reputation would fail, and someone else would come out to cause trouble for him next time.
Zhao Feng didn't fear trouble. He could handle people like the Black Dog, but his parents were afraid.
To ensure his parents could safely run their stall, he had no choice but to act decisively, not giving the Black Dog any chance to retaliate. He would crush the Black Dog completely, instill fear in everyone, and from then on, they would have nothing to worry about.
The atmosphere in the morning market was tense, like a pot about to boil over.
"Why's the Black Dog getting dragged like that? What's going on?"
"He flipped the egg stall and bullied the honest people. Now he's met someone even more ruthless."
"That egg seller is tough. He's taking the Black Dog to the management office for compensation."
"Compensation my foot. The egg seller's been saying he'll hang the Black Dog at the market entrance to set an example."
At the market entrance, a crowd had gathered. Zhao Feng let go of the Black Dog and grabbed a rope used to tie donkeys, preparing to tie up the Black Dog. The Black Dog was so terrified that he nearly wet himself, realizing that Zhao Feng was really going to hang him at the market entrance.
Huang Mao and Hong Mao were stunned and repeatedly begged for mercy.
"Brother, don't go this far. Hanging him would kill him."
"We'll double the compensation for the eggs, two thousand. Is that enough?"
The Black Dog was lying on the ground, sweating heavily, and weakly said, "Please, let me go. I won't cause any more trouble."
Zhao Feng, with a cold expression, said, "I always keep my word. Wait here and watch."
The Black Dog's face twisted in panic. He knew if he was hung at the market entrance, his reputation would be ruined, and he would never be able to live it down.
The crowd parted, and a middle-aged man with a beer belly walked into the scene. He had a parted hairstyle and wore a white shirt with a red armband. He looked surprised and said, "Little brother, calm down. Have a smoke and relax."
The middle-aged man pulled out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to Zhao Feng, and lit it for him with a lighter. Smiling, he said, "We can discuss things calmly. Everyone here makes money, so no need to escalate things. The Black Dog flipped your stall, but just double the compensation, and that'll be enough. No need to make a big deal out of it. If it gets out of hand, it's bad for both sides."
The Black Dog quickly agreed, "Big brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have flipped your stall. I'm willing to pay double, three thousand. How about that?"
Zhao Feng, holding the rope, coldly said, "Make it five thousand."
The Black Dog was dumbfounded and shouted, "Five thousand!"
Zhao Feng let go of the rope, throwing it aside and said coldly, "Deal."
The Black Dog was drenched in sweat, terrified, and collapsed on the ground, gasping for air. He was so scared he almost wet himself.
The middle-aged man waved his hand, "Everyone can go now, there's nothing more to see."
As the crowd dispersed, the middle-aged man, smiling, shook Zhao Feng's hand. He introduced himself, "I'm Wang Hai from the morning market management office. Just call me Brother Wang. If you need anything, come to the management office to find me. I'll handle things for you next time you have trouble."
Zhao Feng smiled politely, "Thank you, Brother Wang."
Zhao Feng and Wang Hai chatted for a while, while Huang Mao and Hong Mao quickly went to raise the money. The Black Dog lay on the ground, pretending to be a dead dog.
They worked efficiently and soon returned with the five thousand yuan, helping the Black Dog to his feet.