I've been possessed by a culinary genius, and I've turned Shaxian snacks into a rip-off!

"Feed the two young masters—steamed dumplings!"

As soon as Sun Jin finished speaking, several burly men each picked up a basket of steamed dumplings, pried open Zhao Lei and Wang Dafu's mouths, and stuffed them directly into their mouths.

"Ughh ...

Zhao Lei struggled desperately, but his small body was like a chick in the hands of the strong man. His head was held firmly in place by two big hands, and his mouth was forcibly pried open, with one steamed dumpling after another being stuffed into his mouth.

Wang Dafu fared even worse; the steamed dumplings were stuffed into his mouth and he was forced to swallow them before he could even chew them properly, choking so badly that his eyes rolled back in his head.

"Eat up, don't be shy. Didn't you two bragged about how delicious your Shaxian noodles are? Then eat your fill. It's on me today, eat whatever you want."

One cage.

Two cages.

Five cages.

Ten cages...

Steamed dumplings were brought in one basket after another. People would pry open their mouths, stuff them in, swallow their saliva, and then move on to the next one.

At first, Zhao Lei was able to struggle, but later he didn't even have the strength to struggle anymore, and his stomach swelled up at a visible speed, from a slight bulge to a large round ball.

Wang Dafu was even more exaggerated. He was already a bit fat, with a big belly. After being stuffed with seven or eight baskets of steamed dumplings, his belly snapped off two buttons of his shirt, revealing his white belly, which was rising and falling like a frog flipped over.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

"Hiccup~~~!"

He suddenly let out a loud burp, and exhaled a strong, slightly sour smell of steamed dumplings.

About twenty minutes later.

Sun Jin looked at the pile of empty steamers on the ground, then at the two guys who were so full they were almost rolling their eyes back, and only then did he feel relieved.

"How is it? You two bosses, do you like these spoiled steamed dumplings?"

Zhao Lei turned his neck with difficulty to look at his uncle beside him, whose eyes were unfocused, and asked with concern, "Uncle... are you alright?"

Wang Dafu looked at a steamed dumpling that had fallen to the ground, picked it up, stuffed it into his mouth, and mumbled, "I'm still a little hungry."

Zhao Lei: "..."

That's it. My uncle has been stuffed to the point of being stupid.

Sun Jin was also stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that this old guy was really something, not being able to get full even with so many steamed dumplings, he was indeed impressive.

"Alright, that's enough for today..."

Before he could finish speaking, police sirens suddenly sounded outside the door.

Zhao Lei's previously unfocused pupils suddenly focused.

police!

They're police!

His tears streamed down his face; they were tears of excitement.

Savior!

The damn savior has finally arrived!

Wang Dafu finally realized what was happening, and started whimpering as he desperately crawled towards the door, looking just like an old turtle that had been flipped over.

Sun Xin frowned when he heard the siren, but he didn't panic or regret it. What he hated most in his life was being fooled with delicious food. Today, these two not only served him spoiled food, but also treated him like a pig to be slaughtered. If he didn't teach them a lesson, he, Sun Jin, would have wasted his time in Jiangcheng.

At worst, he'll just be detained for a few days. With a lawyer's help, he should be out soon.

One of Sun Xin's bodyguards was quite perceptive and whispered to him, "Mr. Sun, I'll take care of it later. Just say that these two guys were selling spoiled food and extorting money from us. I was so angry that I forced them to eat it. This has nothing to do with you."

Sun Jin glanced at him and nodded, which was taken as tacit agreement.

bang bang bang! ! !

There was a knock on the roller shutter door from the outside.

"Listen up, you inside! We're the police! Open the door immediately!"

A burly man walked over and pulled up the roller shutter.

Four police officers stood outside the door, the one in the lead holding an arrest warrant.

Upon seeing the police, Zhao Lei burst into tears and scrambled over to them to plead his case: "Officer! Help me! They forced me to eat steamed dumplings, they're thugs..."

Before he could finish speaking, the lead police officer flashed his badge and asked:

"Zhao Lei? Wang Dafu?"

Interrupted, Zhao Lei nodded subconsciously, "Ah, it's me. What's wrong?"

"We are from the Economic Crime Investigation Division of the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau. You are suspected of extortion, contract fraud, and illegal business operations. We are now making your arrest in accordance with the law."

After the police finished reading out the reasons for their arrest, they immediately pulled out handcuffs.

Click.

Zhao Lei's left hand was handcuffed.

Click.

His right hand was also handcuffed.

Zhao Lei's excited expression froze.

Then, with two more clicks, Wang Dafu happily received a pair of silver bracelets.

"Wait a moment!"

"Officers, are you sure you've got the right people? We're the victims! They forced us to eat steamed dumplings! Look at them, they're the bad guys! Why are you arresting us?!"

The lead policeman glanced at Sun Jin and his group, his brow furrowing slightly, but he didn't ask any questions for the time being.

"Your dispute will be handled by another colleague. For now, please come with us to cooperate with the investigation."

After all, they are mainly responsible for economic crime investigation, while other disputes need to be handled by other colleagues.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lei first looked at Sun Jin, then at the police officers, and his mind went blank.

He understood everything.

This rich man is definitely in cahoots with the police!

No wonder this guy is so arrogant, no wonder he dares to force them to eat steamed dumplings in a place like Financial Street with excellent public security.

Is this the world of the rich?

They actually let the police arrest these two victims! Is there no law anymore?!

"take away!"

Several police officers, one on each side, supported Zhao Lei and Wang Dafu, and were about to take them away.

The two men only shouted as they were about to be put into the police car, "We're innocent! We're the victims! We were fed dozens of baskets of dumplings by gangsters, and instead of arresting them, the police are arresting us! This Jiangcheng is so damn corrupt!"

"No...!"

The last police officer spoke with Sun Jin and his group, saying that someone had to come to the police station to explain the situation. Sun Jin and his group agreed to cooperate with the investigation, and then the police officer drove away.

After the police car left, Sun Xin turned to ask his men behind him.

"Who pulled the strings?"

Several burly men shook their heads in unison.

"It wasn't us."

Sun Jin racked his brains for a long time but still couldn't figure out who had gotten him out of that predicament, so he decided to stop thinking about it for now. In any case, at least he wouldn't have to go to jail tonight, which was a good thing.

This meal was a real disappointment. Not only did we not see the chef surnamed Li, but we were also almost slaughtered by his so-called master.

Just as Sun Jingang was about to get into his car and leave, a bodyguard suddenly pointed across the street and said, "Mr. Sun, there seems to be another Shaxian restaurant across the street. Did we go to the wrong place earlier?"

Sun Jin looked in the direction he was pointing.

There is indeed another Shaxian restaurant across the street, with a sign that reads "Shaxian of the World," clearly a perfect match for this "Shaxian of the Universe."

"It shouldn't be. These two places are from completely different worlds and they just happen to be right across from each other. They're obviously a chain of shady restaurants owned by the same person, so I won't go there."

He has now completely lost faith in Shaxian cuisine, after all, his dining experience today was truly awful.

"Let's go, to the next stop!"

After saying that, Sun Jin led his men and drove away.

He needs to go find Yang Chongwu and settle this score properly. What kind of rubbish did Yang recommend to him?