Chase Game

After settling the bill, the pockmarked man sneered, "Sheriff, can we leave now?"

"Turn left and go out."

Ling Yi gave up his seat, knowing that even if he arrested these people, it would be useless.

The key point is that they haven't committed any major crimes. Even if they were arrested, they wouldn't be detained for more than a few days, and they would continue to do wrong things after being released.

And there's another important reason: if they're imprisoned and treated well with good food, drink, and sleep, it's too lenient for them.

Ling Yi gave Li Qingping a wink and found that the other party was already calm and had given a barely perceptible nod.

Fighting is wrong, so Li Qingping used "magic," he laughed.

"Please walk slowly, everyone, watch your step, don't fall. I just saw water there."

A sly glint appeared in Li Qingping's eyes.

The pockmarked man took it as a curse, snorted coldly, and ignored it.

After the burly men left, Zhou Huai breathed a sigh of relief, but Old Uncle Zhou kept sighing.

"Dad, the debts have all been collected, why are you still sighing?"

Zhou Huai was actually Old Uncle Zhou's daughter. At this moment, she was supporting her father and asked in confusion.

Uncle Zhou glanced at Ling Yi and the others, saying that it was nothing, but he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"I guess you think that if these people come again and we're not there, we'll have to return the money, right?"

Du Hengbo said that although his eyes were still on his game console, he was listening to things with one ear.

Ling Yi then added, "And next time they'll give even more, right?"

Old Zhou was still hesitating and didn't respond, but several "thump thump" and "ouch ouch" sounds came from the shop.

Du Hengbo snapped his fingers, then looked at Li Qingping, and the two smiled at each other.

"Trap triggered,"

"The effect is remarkable."

Ling Yi gave the two of them a strange look, thinking to himself:

Is this some kind of strange bond?

When the group arrived at the store, they saw eight people lying haphazardly at the entrance.

Who else but the group with the pockmarked face?

The pockmarked man screamed the loudest, "Ouch, who the hell stepped on my arm? Get the hell out of my way..."

The blond and blue-haired boys had already fallen once before, and now they had fallen again, so they barely had the strength to even scream.

The others also fell quite hard.

So Li Qingping chuckled and said, "Oh dear, how could you be so careless?"

"What the hell have you guys done...?"

"Hey! Don't just label people like that. Didn't I just remind you that there was water at the entrance? You weren't careful, so why are you blaming us?"

The group of pockmarked men stood up, furious. They thought that even if there was water, surely a few grown men wouldn't slip and fall like that?

But once you stand on it, your feet can't stop slipping, especially since several people are standing close together.

So they fell one after another, like dominoes.

If the person opposite him wasn't a sheriff, and there were five men in total, he might have actually taken action.

But no... at least not now. His eyes, sharp as a viper, swept over Ling Yi and the others.

After making a few sarcastic remarks, he finally called his brothers to walk into the night.

Ling Yi leaned closer to Du Hengbo and whispered, "Can we follow him?"

Du Hengbo instantly understood Ling Yi's thoughts and nodded slightly.

The sounds of "ouch, ouch" gradually faded away, and Ling Yi and the others turned around and went into the store.

Although Uncle Zhou didn't show it, he felt a surge of anger as he watched the group of thugs make a fool of themselves.

"Uncle Zhou, what exactly happened? I've never encountered anything like this before when I came here."

Liu Hao frowned and asked.

Zhou Huai then said angrily:

"Not only do you not know, but if it weren't for this coincidence today, Dad might still be in the dark."

"Sigh..." Uncle Zhou sighed, found a stool and sat down, his voice weary:

"Please sit down, please sit down... Oh, I'm so sorry you had to see this. I promised to save a table for you..."

"Uncle Zhou, I don't mind. Please tell me about those people first, what exactly happened?"

Uncle Zhou is now utterly exhausted, and he used his words to draw everyone into his memories.

It turns out that the pockmarked man and his gang belonged to an underground gang called "Fengyan".

This gang only started to emerge here in the last month or two, but it quickly gathered a group of idle "gang members".

These gang members were responsible for collecting so-called "security fees" from shops in various neighborhoods, which were actually protection fees.

Even if the police are called and they are arrested, they are quickly released and their extortion intensifies.

Uncle Zhou's barbecue stall began to be harassed on August 21st.

Because of his physical disability and his "honest" personality, the number of times, the frequency, and the amount of money he extorted from the group increased.

Sometimes they can take away a whole day's revenue.

Uncle Zhou also contacted Uncle Hat, but just as Du Hengbo said, they were very cautious and never left any evidence.

They'll only be locked up for a few days at most, and then they'll get their principal back with interest when they get out.

When Zhang Qiang heard this, he couldn't help but say:

"Uncle Zhou, please forgive my bluntness, but to be honest, this place has practically become their private bank."

After listening, Uncle Zhou sighed again, looking utterly hopeless, and said, "There's nothing I can do, this is my fate..."

"Dad! What do you mean by fate? I don't believe there's no law in this world, that they can just run rampant like this."

You never told me these things before, and every time I asked, you just said you were fine..."

Zhou Huai's words were anxious and concerned.

"Enough said, enough said. Ah Hao and his friends haven't eaten yet, have they? Ah Huai, hurry up and serve the food..."

As he spoke, Uncle Zhou got up, leaning on his cane, and walked somewhat unsteadily into the kitchen.

Zhou Huai followed.

Ling Yi and the others remained silent and did not stop Uncle Zhou, because they knew that entertaining guests was his "face".

The food was indeed delicious. Even though this batch of barbecue was originally intended for the pockmarked man's table, Uncle Zhou still didn't just serve it perfunctorily.

Perhaps to avoid tarnishing his skills, or perhaps out of the "honesty" of an honest man, he still put a lot of effort into his baking.

Apart from Liu Hao, the others seemed to enjoy their meal.

During Zhou Huai's break in the kitchen, to ease the increasingly heavy atmosphere, Li Qingping smiled and said:

"Hey Ritian, that's so unfair of you! Why aren't you introducing your relationship with her yet?"

"With whom?"

Liu Hao asked a question that seemed to come out of nowhere.

"You fucking idiot, are you playing dumb with me? You and Zhou Huai, you little brat!"

Liu Hao's eyes widened, his pupils contracted slightly, and even though he hadn't been drinking, two blushes crept onto his cheeks, and his tongue seemed to be tied in knots.

"I...I...I...we...we're just normal friends..."

All eyes turned to Liu Hao, and they all spoke in unison:

Do you even believe in your own special brew?