"How come, don't have money to pay protection fees?!" With tattoos covering his arms, it was clear that he was a thug who didn't do honest work. He sneered, "Scared, huh? If you're scared, then quickly hand over all your money."

At first glance, the ruffian could tell from Liao Qing's clothes that he definitely had money.

If there's no money, taking off these clothes could be possible, and it could also earn a little bit of money.

Just now, Liao Qing, who had originally planned to warm up and then run back home, was stopped by two people.

"We brothers are out of money, do you have any on hand?"

Liao Qing glanced at the two individuals who were about to collect protection fees. They appeared intimidating, wielding spring-loaded knives whose sharpness was unclear. However, even if they were unarmed, Liao Qing had no reason to fear being injured due to their obvious weaknesses. Moreover, their tattered clothes, with numerous holes in their pants, made them truly poverty-stricken. Should Liao Qing perhaps pity such beggars?

The two hooligans flaunted the knives in their hands, "Hey, dude, look at how scared he is, he doesn't even dare to speak."

"How much do you want?" Liao Qing flipped through his backpack.

"Two hundred dollars!"

"200? That's too little. How about 500?"

The first time they saw the price being slashed, both of their eyes widened in astonishment.

Liao Qing was about to take the money when suddenly, a furious roar exploded in his ears: "The police are here, run!"

Xu Xiaoba felt foolish for turning around to help this weakling. He was so clueless that he didn't even know to run away. The knife in the opponent's hand was clearly real, so how could this be a joke? Moreover, people in this underworld made a living by taking lives. If they really went crazy, it would be all over.

I picked up a few nearby bricks and swung them down heavily onto the heads of the two men. Then, I grabbed Liao Qing's wrist and ran towards the alley beside us.

Unexpectedly, after running for just a short while, he found himself in a dead end. It made him feel like cursing out loud: "Damn it, today is truly the epitome of bad luck! No wonder the almanac warned against going out today!"

Listening to the footsteps getting closer behind him, Xu Xiaoba pointed at Liao Qing's nose coldly and said, "I saved your life today! Don't cause trouble for me later. Hide properly, got it?"

"I..."

"Do you f***ing know how much you pissed me off today? If you dare to sabotage me, I'll be the first to beat you to death!"

"Oh..." Xu Xiaoba inexplicably wondered why Liao Qing had suddenly appeared and why they were running together. With a bewildered expression on his face, Liao Qing managed to detect a hint of goodwill from the other party.

Xu Xiaoba's fighting ability is indeed quite impressive, and he also has a lot of devious tricks up his sleeve. However, being outnumbered two to one, and with the opponents wielding knives, it didn't take long for cuts to appear on his forehead and arms, with blood seeping out.

"It's been a while since I last threw a punch. I didn't expect to come across such a tough opponent!" The two thugs were a bit tired, but they still had knives in their hands, so they felt confident. Moreover, there was a drag-along behind them. If they could use this drag-along as a hostage and threaten him, they wouldn't have any trouble getting money. And what's more, this drag-along was a wealthy fool who probably couldn't spend all his money. This could really make a fortune. This business deal would definitely not be a loss.

"Indeed, La'er, I'll go over first and take care of that."

Liao Qing, who was being treated as Xu Xiaoba's burden, was boredly squatting on the ground, counting ants while listening to Xu Xiaoba's words.

Liao Qing's heart skipped a beat as he looked up and saw a thug holding a knife to his neck. This was something that went against Liao Qing's principles.

He doesn't like to bother with others, but if someone wants to take his life, that's another matter.