My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 99 - 0099 Scar Brother

Chapter 99: Chapter 0099 Scar Brother

The leader of the thugs, seeing the ice cream on the table behind the fatso, immediately sneered, "You dare to stand up for others when you’re just here to eat? What’s your relationship with them? Even if your boss is tough, this matter was ordered by Brother Huo. Do you understand the rules of the ’jianghu’?"

"Exactly, are you new to this? Pretending to be a hero?"

"In my opinion, we should just take care of him now and show this fatso who’s boss."

The hoodlums all fixed their gaze on the fatso, like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing their prey, and started to shout and bawl.

The fatso, feeling cornered by the insults and seeing these people still smashing things, knowing he couldn’t possibly beat them, pointed at Xia Wei’er in desperation and said, "Who says there’s no relationship? She’s my boss’s girlfriend."

"En?"

The leading thug was taken aback, his scarred face appearing even more ferocious.

Xia Wei’er, her face turning red and freezing in expression, thought to herself in shock, "Since when did I become Tang Ming’s girlfriend?"

Just as she was about to speak up and refute, she was pulled back by her mother, who had already realized the situation. Wei’er’s mom knew that Zhou Dafu’s so-called boss was Tang Ming. They had eaten rice noodles together last time, and she had a quite good impression of that young man, who also studied at Tianjiao High School and, most importantly, was very capable!

So she quickly understood that Dafu was trying to get Tang Ming to help them. Weren’t last time’s extortionists chased away by Tang Ming’s help?

"Mom."

Xia Wei’er, seeing her mother holding her back, immediately complained, "Him blabbering like that, how will I face anyone at school..."

"Don’t be stubborn. This shop is our family’s livelihood. Do you really want to watch it get destroyed?"

Wei’er’s mom whispered a reminder.

Hearing this, Xia Wei’er instantly fell silent. The shop had suffered damage from a previous incident, and it had barely recovered since. If it were to be damaged again, their family would really be left in dire straits.

At this point, the thugs had stopped their rampage, and Scar Face, after some thought, said, "Fatso, since we’re all part of the ’jianghu’, go call your boss over right now so we can have a talk. If he doesn’t show up within twenty minutes, then don’t blame us for not following the rules of the ’jianghu’."

"Alright."

As soon as Zhou Dafu heard this, he hurriedly ran out of the ice cream shop toward the spicy hotpot stand up ahead.

A little brother curiously asked Scar Face, "Big Brother, why wait for that bastard before we smash the place?"

"This snack street isn’t our turf after all. In case the other party has a big backing, complications would be bad. Let’s wait a bit more, if the other party isn’t that famous, it’s not too late to wreck the place then."

Scar Face, the old hand of ’jianghu’, explained.

"Smart, Scar Face Brother is indeed impressive."

The little brother flattered.

In the spicy hotpot shop, the boss was fuming to the point his eyes were turning green. He went off to one side, took a kitchen knife, and started chopping meat furiously to make fish balls, the noise so loud it filled the entire shop. His eyes stayed fixated on Tang Ming, who was eating heartily, as if the knife was chopping him.

"Boss, another serving of glass noodles, please."

Oblivious to the boss’s murderous intent, Tang Ming kept asking for more dishes. He had been eating for almost half an hour, consuming a large portion of the food in the shop. The boss was facing a significant loss today and probably would have to put up a sign forbidding Tang Ming from entering in the future.

But just then, Dafu rushed in breathless from outside, saw the dozens of big bowls in front of Tang Ming, not a drop of soup left in them, grinned, and urgently said, "Brother Ming, there’s big trouble."

"Whatever the trouble is, it has nothing to do with me. I’m eating right now."

Tang Ming chewed on his glass noodles with a mouthful of chili oil, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Brother Ming, the ice cream shop is getting wrecked again, and they’re waiting for you to save the day."

Fatty grabbed Tang Ming’s hand, trying to pull him outside.

Tang Ming quickly shook his head, "I’m not going. Last time I went to help, Xia Wei’er misunderstood me. She almost hated me to death. If I go again, it’s like I’m asking for it."

"Brother Ming, don’t be mad. If you’re late, Xia Wei’er’s family’s shop will be smashed by those hoodlums. It’s not easy for someone to run a business, so consider it doing me a favor."

Fatty started to plead.

Tang Ming’s heart softened, after all, Fatty was his only friend. Now, his friend was begging him like this. If he were to put on airs and not give face, it would be too hurtful, "Alright, but I haven’t had my fill yet, so you’ve got to cover the meal."

The spicy hot pot store owner, hearing this, immediately came over and said, "You go take care of important business. This meal is on the house."

"Oh? That’s so kind, thank you, boss. I’ll definitely come back to support your business next time."

Tang Ming smiled as he got up, following Fatty towards the dessert shop.

The spicy hot pot store owner was on the verge of tears with relief, finally sending off the glutton. From now on, he dared not do business with Tang Ming anymore.

Fatty led the way into the dessert shop and saw that the gang was still smoking and waiting. He breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "My big brother is here, don’t mess around, okay?"

"Oh? I’d like to see if your big brother is as ’Three-headed and Six-armed’ as you say."

Scar Face let out a cold laugh.

At that moment, Tang Ming walked into the shop and saw that lots of ice cream had been smashed on the floor. These were all tasty! He hadn’t even eaten them, what a waste. His expression instantly darkened, and then he coldly stared at Scar Face.

"You’re this fatty’s boss?"

Scar Face, seeing Tang Ming look just like a student, had contempt written all over his face, "A mere kid who hasn’t even grown out his hair, acting as someone’s boss? You’re really courting death."

"I’m saying that’s enough from you all. Don’t push these women to a dead end."

Tang Ming calmly tried to reason, "Also, how much for these smashed things? Pay up double quickly. I still need to go eat!"

Scar Face and his lackeys all looked at Tang Ming with mocking surprise, thinking that he might be someone significant, but he was just a student making outrageous demands for compensation.

"If you’re studying, just focus on that, motherfucker, don’t stir up trouble, or you’re in for a world of pain," Scar Face pointed at Tang Ming, his tone menacing.

Tang Ming hadn’t even started to fight and was already being pointed at and ordered around, which immediately set him off.

"I haven’t eaten my fill and don’t feel like hitting someone, so you’d better compensate quickly, or you, asshole, are in for a world of pain!" Tang Ming said.

"It’s none of your damn business. Even if I burn this place down, it’s got nothing to do with you," Scar Face laughed coldly.

"After I beat you up, you’ll understand how it’s my business," Tang Ming had already lost his patience with Scar Face and made a move. He kicked out, hitting Scar Face’s abdomen, making him bend over and lie down on the floor.

What kind of skills did Tang Ming possess? Dealing with these petty thugs was really no trouble at all. Weaving in and out of the group, using both fists and feet, he quickly brought them all to the ground. Then, finding them an eyesore in the shop, he kicked them out one by one like soccer balls, leaving them sprawled across the street.

"Does it concern me now?" Tang Ming looked at Scar Face and asked.