America's Greatest Villain: I Defeat Magic with Magic

Su Nian looked at the black man in front of her, and her tense expression changed for the first time.

It is fear.

After all, being threatened to face-to-face by a black man with tattoos on his face would likely intimidate even a local redneck.

However, Su Nian took a deep breath and said in a low voice:

"Sir, a small portion of chicken strips is $1, fried chicken leg is $3, and a Coke is $3..."

"Bang!"

A muffled thud interrupted Su Nian's words; it was Blackie slamming his hand hard against the windowpane.

"My God, don't you understand what I mean? Hand over everything edible in your shop, my brothers are starving!"

Su Nian's face was pale, but she still stubbornly repeated:

"Please order your food first, sir. We can only prepare your food after you have paid."

Su Nian's English was very fluent, although it had a slight accent, but the black guy opposite her would definitely be able to understand her.

Why waste time talking so much nonsense to her?

A black man angrily stepped forward, pulled a black claw hammer from his sleeve, and slammed it hard against the glass of the restaurant's exterior wall.

With a loud crash, the once-thick glass curtain wall was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks before shattering.

"What do you want?"

Fortunately, the curtain wall is made of tempered glass, so even if it breaks, it won't injure people nearby.

Su Nian instinctively wanted to step forward and stop the black men.

The black man with the hammer showed no mercy, raising it as if to smash it at Su Nian!

Fortunately, Hu Dan, who happened to be nearby, reacted quickly and pulled Su Nian back.

Seeing that no one was stopping them, the group of black men swaggered into the food area, grabbed freshly fried food and stuffed it into a black plastic bag. One of them even picked up a piece of fried fish fillet and stuffed it into his mouth, enjoying it immensely.

How could they do this?

Su Nian looked puzzled, while Hu Dan whispered to her:

"You're new to America, haven't you heard of zero-dollar deals? Just let them take it, the boss will bear the loss anyway, there's no need to argue with these people."

Su Nian looked at Hu Dan beside her, and Chen Yuan and others not far away, all of whom had indifferent expressions, obviously used to this kind of thing.

Su Nian was still somewhat conflicted and couldn't help but ask:

"Why didn't you call 911? Don't the police care?"

Hu Dan sneered and lowered her voice:

"We used to regulate it, but in the last two years there have been so many people buying things for free that the police simply can't keep up. So we simply stipulated that as long as the stolen items don't exceed $950, it's not even considered a minor offense, and we're even too lazy to send out officers."

Although the snack stall had a considerable amount of fried chicken, the total amount was only a few hundred dollars, which was far from enough to warrant a lawsuit.

Moreover, since there are three of them, the amount split between them is even smaller.

At this moment, the black man with the hammer skillfully pried open the cash register and quickly stuffed all the change into his pocket.

Su Nian's face showed a pained expression. The several hundred dollars in the cash register were the revenue she had earned on her first day of work.

However, since the incident, even though a large hole has been smashed in the outer glass curtain wall, the boss has still not appeared.

Even the few remaining diners in the restaurant didn't react much; some were still eating quietly, just with their heads lowered even further.

It seems that the people here are already used to this local specialty of buying things for free.

The food in the snack window was quickly devoured, but the black men still seemed a little unsatisfied.

Hammer looked around for a while and quickly set his sights on the wine cabinet behind Chen Yuan.

He immediately shouted, "Hey, you skinny monkey, bring all the beer and whiskey over there!"

Chen Yuan frowned. He didn't care about taking things from his boss, but it would be a bit much to ask him to help.

Seemingly seeing that Chen Yuan didn't react, Hammer Bro strode over, shoved Chen Yuan's shoulder with his greasy hands, and angrily said:

"Didn't you hear me? Hand over all the wine!"

[Target: Daryl, 22 years old. Outlaw member of the "Bloody Hands" gang in the South District.]

[Recent criminal acts: Three days ago, during a street shootout, he took advantage of the chaos to steal the cell phone of "Mad Bear," the leader of the rival Sinaloa gang. He hid it in a warehouse outside an abandoned car dismantling plant. The phone is currently being searched for by both the Blood Hands and the Sinaloa gangs.]

Although it's unclear why the gang leader wanted a cell phone, since it was leverage over the other party, there was no reason not to use it.

So Chen Yuan pulled out a tissue from the table and wiped his soiled shoulder.

Then, staring into Hammer Bro's eyes, he said coldly:

"Daryl, you're in deep trouble!"

Hammer Bro's eyes widened in surprise. He subconsciously looked at Chen Yuan's face, and after realizing he didn't recognize him at all, he said with a mixture of wariness and confusion:

How do you know my name?

Chen Yuan adopted a mysterious expression and continued:

"I not only know your name, but I also know that you found a cell phone three days ago."

Chen Yuan spoke calmly, but when Kelier heard this, his pupils dilated in shock, and his face showed disbelief.

Seeing how nervous the other party was, Chen Yuan lowered his voice and continued to deliver the finishing blow:

"Both the Bloodhands and the Sinaloa Gang are looking for this phone. Guess what will happen if they find out it's with you?"

Daryl's legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

His eyes, which had been blazing with ferocity just moments before, were now filled with extreme fear.

During the gang fight a few days ago, he did manage to pick up a cell phone in the chaos, but he didn't know who the owner was at the time.

Because of financial difficulties, I originally planned to sell this phone.

But to everyone's surprise, the next day, news broke from both the Blood Hands and the Sinaloa Gang that they were looking for the phone and had even offered a $5 reward.

Although Daryl had never been to school, he wasn't stupid and immediately realized that the phone definitely contained some important secret.

If he hands over his phone, the gang leaders will definitely question why he didn't hand it over in the first place.

And how can he prove that he didn't look at the things on the phone?

Forget about the bounty; you might even be silenced.

It's even less likely that he'll be returned to the Sinaloa gang; he'd probably be killed the moment he entered the rival gang's territory.

So he originally planned to find an opportunity in the next couple of days to get rid of that hot potato.

Unexpectedly, when he casually bought a restaurant for free at noon today, someone actually knew his shocking secret.

Who exactly is this unassuming waiter in front of me?

In that brief moment, countless thoughts flashed through Daryl's mind.

He originally intended to silence Chen Yuan, but with so many people watching, he had no chance to make a move.

Free shopping goes unchecked, but murder in the street is a serious crime.

Moreover, judging from Chen Yuan's fearless demeanor, he is most likely a big shot in the underworld.

Could it be that he is a big shot from another gang, and the waiter is just his public identity?

Yes, that must be it!

I've heard that many Chinatown gang leaders share a similar hobby: they blend in with the crowd in ordinary times, but when it really matters, they play the fool to take advantage of others and kill without blinking an eye.

Thinking of this, Daryl was too frightened to look at Chen Yuan again.

What if this big shot thinks his identity will be exposed? Wouldn't he kill him to silence him right now?

In any case, this place is not safe to stay any longer!

"I'm...I'm so sorry! I was blind!"

Daryl frantically pulled all the cash from his pocket and slammed it onto the table next to him.

Then he quickly turned around, called to his two completely clueless accomplices, and scrambled away from the Rongding Pavilion restaurant.