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Chapter 312

"I... don't really believe it."

Although Shen Yixue knew that Chu Ye had extraordinary methods, she could not believe that a behemoth like the Lin family would bow to Chu Ye in a polite manner.

You must know that the power of the Lin family is definitely not comparable to that of the Shen family and the Tang family. They are truly wealthy families with centuries-old heritage!

But now, such a behemoth fell at her feet.

How could this not shock her?

"By the way, why don't you go check out Uncle Zhang's BBQ when you have time? It's not far from the hotel you're staying in," Shen Yixue said, "Do you still remember that barbecue restaurant?"

Chu Ye smiled: "How could I forget?"

When he was in college, he and Shen Yixue went to Jinling City together. Downstairs of the hotel they stayed in was a couple's barbecue restaurant. They ate there several times and got to know the owner, Uncle Zhang.

During this period, Chu Ye also helped Uncle Zhang's son Zhang Xiaoshuai with his homework. After that, he and Shen Yixue went to have barbecue. Uncle Zhang didn't charge for it every time and would give them a lot more skewers.

It’s been several years since we last seen each other, and I don’t know if Uncle Zhang’s shop is still in the same place.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Ye left the hotel and walked a few hundred meters forward to a night market street.

When Chu Ye walked to the door of the barbecue restaurant, he did not see Zhang Xiaoshuai. Instead, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Liu were in the store.

For some reason, there was not a single customer in the store. He remembered that the business of this store was very booming back then.

Chu Ye pushed the door open and walked in. Then he noticed the sign on the wall that the storefront was for sale. This made Chu Ye very surprised. In his memory, Uncle Zhang's barbecue restaurant was booming, so why did he suddenly stop doing it?

He found a seat at random and sat down. Chu Ye said directly: "Boss, here are twenty skewers of grilled pork belly, twenty skewers of beef skewers, and two bottles of Tsingtao beer."

Back then, every time he and Shen Yixue came to have barbecue, they would order like this. Sitting here again after five years, Chu Ye's mind was filled with the good times he and Shen Yixue had.

Five years later, Chu Ye had long lost his student spirit. Aunt Liu glanced at him and failed to recognize him.

"Boy, the store is closed... Otherwise, you can go eat somewhere else..."

Aunt Liu stood up, glanced towards the street, looked a little nervous, and whispered.

Chu Ye was a little surprised and asked: "Aunt Liu, it's only noon, when the barbecue restaurant just opened, why did it close so early?"

"Oh, I can't help it. I'm sorry, I made your trip in vain." Aunt Liu sighed and glanced at the street again, as if she was afraid of something.

Chu Ye glanced around the store and noticed something was wrong.

Many tables and chairs in the store had signs of being smashed, and the table in front of him had a long scar on its surface, which was the mark left by a machete.

The glass, counters, and even the floor in the store all showed signs of violence.

Chu Ye's brows gradually wrinkled: "What happened in the store? Why is it that such a good store won't open if it's not open?"

Uncle Zhang took a puff of cigarette and looked a little lonely, unable to explain anything anymore.

"Young man, there are still some ingredients left in the store. I will bake them for you, but you must take them home to eat."

Uncle Zhang rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen.

After a while, Uncle Zhang packed the skewers and handed them to Chu Ye, while getting him a bottle of beer.

"You are the last customer in this store, so we won't charge you any money."

Uncle Zhang's tone was a little lonely.

Chu Ye hesitated and didn't reach out for a long time to take the packing box handed over by Uncle Zhang. He couldn't understand why a good store suddenly fell into this state.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps on the street. There were quite a few people, at least seven or eight people. From the sound of the sound, they were clearly heading towards this store.

Aunt Liu glanced outside the store and suddenly panicked: "They're here again!"

Uncle Zhang's face changed drastically, and he quickly picked up the packing box and stuffed it into Chu Ye's hand: "Young man, you can't stay here anymore, leave quickly! If you don't leave, it will be too late!"

Chu Ye frowned slightly: "Who are they?"

However, before Uncle Zhang could answer, there was only a "bang" sound, and the glass door of the barbecue restaurant was smashed to pieces with an iron rod!

Five or six social youths with dragons and tigers tattooed on their bodies, led by a dark-skinned strong man, swaggered into the store.

The floor of the store was covered with broken glass, and only the doorframe of the store door was left creaking and shaking. Uncle Zhang and Aunt Liu's hearts trembled, and they retreated to the corner in fear.

"Oh, Lao Zhang, you are very brave. You owe me one month's management fee, and you want to close the store and run away?" The strong man in the lead walked up to Uncle Zhang, patted Uncle Zhang's cheek with his palm, and sneered.

, "Old guy, don't you take Brother Biao seriously?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Ye's face quickly turned gloomy. What kind of bullshit management fee? Apart from having a different name, what's the difference between it and protection fee?

"Brother Biao, I paid the management fee last month. This is a small business and I really can't afford to go through such trouble..." Uncle Zhang tried his best to force out a smile and begged bitterly.

"Fuck you! Last month's management fee was for honoring Brother Jiang! After honoring Brother Jiang, shouldn't you also honor Brother Biao and me?"

"Brother Biao, our small business is really not easy," Uncle Zhang tremblingly opened the cash box, took out all the coins and handed them to Brother Biao, trying his best to smile and say to please: "The money I've made these days is all

It’s here…”

Brother Biao took the crumpled banknotes, glanced at them and became angry. Without saying a word, he suddenly kicked Uncle Zhang to the ground, and then yelled:

"Grass!"

"Why just that little?"

"You're sending a beggar away!"

"I'll give you three days and get 30,000 yuan! Don't think that everything will be fine if you close the store. I have a lot of connections in Jinling City! Killing you, a commoner, is as easy as stepping on a bedbug!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhang turned pale. These people are simply scoundrels! He thought that the couple would be able to escape disaster by closing the shop and opening a new store, but he did not expect that these scoundrels would stalk them!

Aunt Liu rushed over and hugged Uncle Zhang tightly. The couple huddled in the corner and wiped away tears in despair.

They are just ordinary people with no power, and this is going to drive them to a dead end!

"I'll come to collect the money in three days, don't be so disrespectful!"

Brother Biao spit on the ground, then turned around and prepared to leave with his younger brother.

"stop!"

Brother Biao suddenly stopped and turned his head stiffly, then noticed Chu Ye standing in the corner.

"Apologize!"

Chu Ye said coldly.

"Boy, are you talking to me?" Brother Biao opened his eyes wide and was stunned for a moment, then sneered and walked up to Chu Ye with a bit of joking on his face.

Chu Ye looked calmly and said lightly: "I'm not talking to you, am I talking to a dog?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Brother Biao's younger brothers were shocked, but Uncle Zhang and Aunt Liu were also shocked!

Can't this young man see the situation in front of him?


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