"Du Fei! I know you want to help my dad, but sometimes just having a hot-blooded spirit can't solve anything. It was fine when we gave them the money before, but now it's gotten to this... sigh."
Jiang Yan's brow furrowed deeply as she saw Zhou Dacheng's subordinates making a call.
Her gaze towards Du Fei, which had initially been filled with gratitude, now shifted to a hint of resentment. She couldn't understand why Du Fei had to stir up so much trouble. Now that Zhou Dacheng had called for backup, the two million yuan probably wouldn't be enough to satisfy them.
"Alright, Yan Yan, Du Fei didn't mean to. He was just trying to help me," Jiang Shan shook his head at his daughter, then said to Du Fei, "Du Fei, I know you have good intentions, but from now on, please leave this matter to me."
Jiang Shan's implication was similar to his daughter Jiang Yan's; he also hoped Du Fei wouldn't create more complications. Although Du Fei's intentions were good, there were countless examples of good intentions leading to bad outcomes.
Seeing the expressions of Jiang Shan and his daughter, Du Fei knew that anything he said at this point would be superfluous. So, he quietly took out his phone and began to make a call.
"Boss, look, this guy is actually making a call. Is he going to call the cops? Should we grab his phone?"
Zhou Dacheng's subordinate, with sharp eyes, immediately thought Du Fei was going to do that when he saw him making a call. However, he only suggested snatching the phone as a possibility, still remembering what had happened to his companion earlier. With more people, they wouldn't be afraid of Du Fei, but if he, for the sake of showing off, rushed forward, he'd likely just be embarrassing himself.
"It's fine, this guy is just bluffing. If he really dares to call the cops, I'll make him regret ever being born into this world!" Zhou Dacheng stared at Du Fei with utter disdain. In his opinion, Du Fei was just trying to save face, so he resorted to this trick. Besides, even if Du Fei did call the police, he hadn't done anything wrong; at worst, he'd just get a few scoldings. But afterward, Du Fei and the Jiang family would surely face dire consequences.
After more than ten minutes, Zhou Dacheng's other subordinates arrived. A large crowd of people completely blocked the Jiang family's shop. There were so many of them that they couldn't all fit, so they had to stand to the side, blocking several shops in the vicinity. However, the owners of the surrounding shops, afraid of getting caught in the crossfire, didn't dare to say a word.
"Kid, weren't you acting tough just now, pulling out your phone to make a call? Now, I want to hear what else you have to say?" Zhou Dacheng said, crossing his arms and sneering at Du Fei. The numerous subordinates standing beside Zhou Dacheng stared at him with fierce eyes. If it were anyone else, being stared at by dozens of menacing individuals would have sent them trembling, but Du Fei simply didn't take them seriously. No matter how many ants there were, what harm could they do to a tiger? If Du Fei hadn't been concerned about not being able to take lives, he could have easily taken down several with a single wave of his hand.
Ring ring.
Just then, Du Fei's phone rang.
"I'm at the very back of the market, this is..." Du Fei turned to ask Jiang Shan beside him, then said into the phone, "Shop A101." "Okay, but you guys need to come a bit faster, or I'll have to take matters into my own hands." With that, Du Fei hung up.
Could it be that Du Fei wasn't just trying to save face, and he actually had very powerful friends? After Du Fei took the call and asked Jiang Shan for their shop's location, a sliver of doubt crept into Jiang Shan's mind.
"Holy crap! Go ahead and try to move! Believe it or not, we'll drown you with a spit each? You're just a toad puffing itself up, aren't you afraid of hurting yourself!" Zhou Dacheng's subordinate immediately retorted when he heard what Du Fei said on the phone.
Zhou Dacheng was losing patience. He extended his hand, pointing at Du Fei, and said, "Kid, you have two choices: first, kneel, kowtow, and apologize, then crawl between my brothers' legs." If he had to crawl between the legs of dozens of his men in front of so many people, it would be more unbearable than death. "Second, get your limbs broken and become a cripple! Choose one yourself!" Zhou Dacheng's voice was chillingly cold, as if he had Du Fei cornered. But it was no wonder; not only Zhou Dacheng thought this way, but Jiang Shan and his daughter also felt the same. Many of Zhou Dacheng's dozens of subordinates were armed, and if they all rushed forward, Du Fei would be crushed by sheer numbers. Thinking carefully, crawling between legs, though humiliating, was at least life-saving compared to having his limbs broken and becoming a cripple.
"Zhou Dacheng, just name your price. There's no need to shout and threaten here." Jiang Yan, following Jiang Shan's instructions, reluctantly spoke up. Unexpectedly, Zhou Dacheng, who had been demanding money earlier, seemed like a different person. He shook his head, "Money can't solve this problem anymore. Today, no matter what, I'm going to kill this guy!"
"Who dares to lay a hand!"
Just then, a thunderous roar came from the outskirts of the crowd. Immediately following, a series of gasps and screams erupted incessantly. Zhou Dacheng watched in astonishment as his subordinates, who had surrounded the Jiang family's shop, fell one after another. Before long, he saw an extremely tall and burly man, almost twice as wide as an average person, charging forward like a tank. As he advanced, Zhou Dacheng's subordinates fell like wheat stalks. In less than a minute, the tank-like man had reached them. As soon as he stopped, he shouted in a booming voice, "Who is Zhou Dacheng?" At his question, even Zhou Dacheng's subordinates instinctively looked at him. Muttering a curse in his heart, Zhou Dacheng's face showed a hint of nervousness. After all, this man exuded an intense sense of pressure. Before he could speak, the tank-like man walked towards him and grabbed his collar with a palm as big as a woven fan.
"Boss! I've got him."
At this moment, a man in ordinary sportswear, who looked very average, slowly walked towards the crowd. However, as he approached, he ignored the tank-like man and walked directly to Du Fei.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Du, we're late." Under everyone's gaze, he bowed slightly to Du Fei.
The two men who had just arrived were actually called by Du Fei? So, Du Fei's phone call earlier wasn't just a bluff; he truly had backing. For a moment, everyone present was stunned.