Many children, many blessings; the story begins with revenge against the beautiful boss.

Chen Zhiqiang thought about his family's situation.

I thought of my precious daughter who was working hard away from home.

And then there's that enormous loan that seems like it can never be repaid.

His hand, which was gripping the spatula tightly, trembled slightly.

Suddenly, he deflated like a punctured balloon, his straight back hunching over.

Chen Zhiqiang took a deep breath and asked coldly, "How much do you plan to ask for?"

He thought to himself, "Never mind."

Even if they have to pay some protection money, it's better than being unable to do business at all.

He was already prepared to admit defeat.

Unexpectedly, when Ah Gou saw Chen Zhiqiang back down, his arrogance became even more rampant.

He smugly believed that Chen Zhiqiang had completely submitted to his tyranny.

Thinking to himself, he realized he could easily fleece this easy target.

Ah Gou demanded an exorbitant fee: "Just give me three thousand for your stall this month!"

"Three thousand?! How can there be so many!"

Upon hearing this number, Bai Fang couldn't help but scream in shock.

Actually, she had overheard some things while chatting with other stall owners.

These kids aren't very brave, and the protection fee is usually only four or five hundred yuan.

Since the amount of money wasn't much, many stall owners simply accepted their bad luck, thinking it was a way to avoid further trouble.

How come when we got to their house, the price immediately jumped to three thousand!

"hey-hey."

Ah Gou let out a smug, wicked laugh, and said with a greedy look on his face:

"I don't care how much others pay; that's their price."

Your fried rice noodle business is so good, there's such a long queue every day.

"Then you must give three thousand! Not a penny less!"

After saying that, he brandished the switchblade in his hand, the blade flashing a terrifyingly cold light in mid-air.

Ah Gou sneered and threatened viciously:

"Otherwise, your family can forget about doing business on this street in the future."

"I'll bring my men here every day to wreck your place!"

He swung his knife.

The other half of the diners who had been watching from the stall were also frightened and scattered like birds.

After all, these guys looked like reckless, impulsive young men.

If he gets carried away and actually stabs you, you'll be at a huge loss.

These minors not only have no money to compensate, but they also have to pay out of their own pockets to stay in the hospital. Isn't that a bad deal?

Seeing all the guests being driven away, Chen Zhiqiang gritted his teeth in anger.

Actually, he had already decided to hold back for the sake of the bigger picture.

But the asking price of three thousand yuan was simply outrageous, and he absolutely could not pay it.

He works himself to the bone here until midnight every day, and only earns a few thousand yuan a month.

If it happened all at once, those little beasts would have taken three thousand yuan from him.

It's like my spouse and I have been working for them for free for almost half a month!

If we lose this income, how will we pay off the debts owed to our daughter?

He stared intently at Ah Gou, coldly spitting out a few words through clenched teeth: "Three thousand yuan, I don't have it."

To everyone's surprise, Ah Gou not only didn't restrain himself after hearing this, but felt he had lost face and became even more outrageous.

He brandished the knife in his hand like a mad dog, pointing it at Chen Zhiqiang's nose and shouting:

"Old man, I don't care if you have it or not!"

You're going to hand over three thousand yuan to me today!

Otherwise, I'll stab you to death right now!

Ah Gou was also caught up in the excitement.

Chen Zhiqiang publicly rejected him in front of so many people.

He felt his authority had been challenged and he had lost face.

He was brandishing a knife and approaching step by step with a fierce look on his face.

Bai Fang was so frightened that she trembled all over, tears of fear welling up in her eyes.

She clung tightly to Chen Zhiqiang's arm, pleading repeatedly with a sob in her voice:

"Zhiqiang, no! Please don't act rashly!"

Let's not get involved with people like that. Think about Annie, think about our family!

Let's bear with it, consider it a loss to avoid further trouble, please don't resort to violence!

Chen Zhiqiang's eyes were bloodshot as he gripped the iron spatula tightly, ready to rush forward and fight these bastards to the death.

But when he heard his wife call out their daughter's name, his expression changed drastically.

Anger, humiliation, and resentment intertwined on his weathered face.

His expression was one of struggle, and his hand holding the spatula trembled like a leaf.

Finally, he let out a long sigh.

He threw the iron spatula in his hand aside.

For the sake of his family, he decided to let the matter rest.

The plight of Chen Zhiqiang and his wife perfectly illustrates that extremely cruel old saying:

A hemp rope always breaks at its thinnest point, and misfortune only finds those with unfortunate fates.

This is because they carry too many reasons why they cannot afford to fall.

They didn't have many choices and could only live cautiously at the bottom of society.

Therefore, those who bully the weak and fear the strong prefer to extort honest people.

Because the wicked know that, due to the pressures of life, they dare not resist.

This is the vicious cycle.

When Ah Gou saw that Chen Zhiqiang had completely given up resistance, his arrogance reached its peak.

He immediately laughed triumphantly:

"Pah! You old bastard, weren't you just being arrogant with me a moment ago?"

"Stop pretending to be tough! In the end, you'll still have to obediently hand over your money to me!"

Ah Gou stepped forward and brazenly pointed a switchblade at Chen Zhiqiang's head.

He commanded in a condescending tone, "Old man, you better remember this!"

From now on, you must prepare three thousand yuan to hand over to me every month.

Not a single point less, understand?!

Ah Gou's arrogant words hadn't even finished.

"Beep beep beep beep!"

A sudden, sharp blast of car horns echoed through the night market street.

A black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan drove straight up to the fried rice stall and honked its horn repeatedly at the crowd.

Upon seeing this, the onlookers instinctively made way for the car to pass.

Ah Gou was startled by the sudden honking of the horn and immediately became furious.

I'm showing off right now, what the hell are you trying to do?

However, when he saw the Mercedes-Benz sedan driving towards him...

Suddenly, a sense of fear welled up inside me.

Looking at the car's imposing and domineering appearance, even the most clueless thug would understand.

The person sitting in the car was definitely a big shot, someone a small-time thug like him couldn't possibly mess with.

Just as Ah Gou was hesitating whether or not to start cursing.

With a creak, the heavy Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan came to a steady stop in front of Chen Zhiqiang's fried rice stall.

The car door opened, and a towering man in a black suit and sunglasses stepped out of the driver's seat first.

Battier has a terrifying height of over two meters and explosive muscles.

It instantly brought an extremely suffocating sense of oppression to everyone present.

He was like a demon god; just standing there made it hard to breathe.

Ah Gou was closest to him, and when he saw this giant man who was like a black tower, his calves spun around in fear and his legs went weak instantly.