Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 101: Letting You Know What Rules Are

Chapter 101: Chapter 101: Letting You Know What Rules Are

"Ah... ah ah...!"

Sun Xiaolong clutched his head, burying it between his legs, crying out loud in pain.

A few hoodlums glanced over, each of them terrified, shrinking their necks, none daring to step forward.

"Do you still want this money?"

The icy voice of Chen Dashan came through, Sun Xiaolong shivered in fright, his face covered in bruises, he mumbled with a face of sorrow, "I don’t want it, I don’t dare anymore, I’ll never dare again!"

"Brother, please let me go, I’ll never dare again!"

On his knees, Sun Xiaolong’s face was a sight of sheer misery, he held up both hands, constantly kowtowing and apologizing to Chen Dashan.

Chen Dashan’s face was expressionless.

Standing in the corner, the villagers of Stone Village started saying, "Let it go, Dashan!"

"That’s right, he knows he was wrong. As long as he doesn’t dare to trouble us again, it’s fine. If you really beat something serious into him, we might end up in jail too!"

"Forget it, just let him learn his lesson!"

The villagers were simple, honest and timid, one by one afraid that Chen Dashan would get into a lawsuit, and also afraid he would offend people, they all started advising him.

Sun Xiaolong sneaked a glance at everyone and continued, "I swear, I promise I won’t do it again!"

"If you don’t believe me, I swear, if I come again, I’m not a human!"

Seeing that Chen Dashan did not speak, Sun Xiaolong quickly scrambled up from the ground and ran off with his tail between his legs. Seeing this, the few hoodlums also started getting up from the ground and fled in a panic.

"Brother Dashan, thank goodness you came. Otherwise, we really wouldn’t have known what to do!"

Zhang Xuewen spoke up.

Next to her, Zhang Xueyi also hung his head and said, "It’s my fault for being so useless!"

"No, you’ve already done very well, I wasn’t considerate enough!"

Chen Dashan smiled and patted Zhang Xueyi’s shoulder, feeling the warmth and weight on his shoulder. Zhang Xueyi, embarrassed, adjusted his glasses on his nose.

It seemed that as long as Chen Dashan was around, there was a feeling of fearlessness.

Though they were about the same age, why did Chen Dashan possess a feeling of reliability?

"Let’s tidy up the ground and these shelves. It’s okay if the fruit is damaged, as long as people are fine!"

Chen Dashan reassured everyone and then began to clean up the mess.

...

Elsewhere.

"Ss!"

Sun Xiaolong inhaled sharply in pain, gritting his teeth and covering his cheek.

Seeing his clumsy underlings fumbling with a cotton swab and giving him a goofy smile, Sun Xiaolong couldn’t contain his anger, he reached out and smacked one on the head, cursing, "Are you a pig?"

"So clumsy, can’t you be a bit gentler?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The underling nodded and bowed, dabbing at Sun Xiaolong’s face, swollen like a pig’s head, with a cotton swab to disinfect it.

"Ss..."

Sun Xiaolong couldn’t take the pain and kept shifting on the car seat.

Someone said, "Big brother, just letting that kid go just now, are you really content with that?"

"Yeah, big brother, we must find a way to take that kid down!"

Sun Xiaolong narrowed his eyes, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and said, "I have my own way of dealing with him!"

"Ss!"

"Ah ah ah..."

"Not a pig, you clumsy fool, are you trying to kill me?"

Inside the car, Sun Xiaolong flew into a fit of rage, berating and beating up his underling.

After applying his medicine, he quickly took out his phone and made a call to his cousin, Deng Biao...

...

Fifteen minutes later.

At the entrance of Chen Fruit Store.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Two loud crashes sounded as several vans stopped by the roadside. The door of the first vehicle was violently yanked open, and a middle-aged man with a black tank top, tanned skin, and tattoos covering his body jumped out.

He also sported a ponytail tied at the back of his head, which gave him a distinctive look, and wore sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

As soon as he got out of the van, Deng Biao tilted his chin upward and adjusted his trousers, thinking this gesture was extremely domineering.

The young men from the van sported colorful hair, wore thick chains, and had arms covered with tattoos, all standing behind Deng Biao with a careless demeanor.

With the appearance of about a dozen men, the people in the vicinity quickly gave way.

Frightened, they dared not even lift their heads as they walked around, as if they encountered a raging flood or fierce beast.

"Cousin, this is the store!"

Sun Xiaolong, with his face swollen like a pig’s head, bared his teeth and glared at Chen Fruit Store.

The store was brightly lit with large windows, through which one could see the neat, clean shelves and the abundant selection of fruit inside.

"This store looks good!"

Deng Biao frowned and licked his lips.

The interior and exterior decorations of the fruit store suggested that the owner was not short of cash—it was a fat sheep waiting to be sheared!

"Exactly, not only does this guy refuse to pay protection money, but he also beat me up like this, cousin. You’ve got to help me get my revenge. Otherwise, how can I continue to hang out on Fruit Street?"

Sun Xiaolong said indignantly.

Deng Biao glanced down at him and, seeing his wimpy appearance, looked disdainful.

He waved to his underlings behind him, "Grab your tools, let this kid know what happens when you mess with Deng Biao’s people!"

"Yes!"

The dozen or so thugs excitedly grabbed metal rods from the van, some slinging them over their shoulders, others leaning them on the ground, all with mocking expressions on their faces. Engaging in such activities was what they enjoyed and excelled at the most.

As Deng Biao led his men forward, the bystanders whispered, "It’s over, that store is going to suffer today!"

"Yeah, of all the people to offend, they had to cross Deng Biao. This store is done for..."

"These people are a scourge!"

"Keep your voice down, do you have a death wish?"

The crowd murmured amongst themselves, their faces full of worry.

Meanwhile, Chen Dashan had just finished tidying up the store with his people. Seeing the group approaching from outside, his eyes narrowed slightly and he stepped forward to meet them. He didn’t want to fight in the store since it was his own.

"Cousin, it’s him! He’s the one!"

Sun Xiaolong hid behind Deng Biao, peeking out with half his face and pointing his finger at Chen Dashan.

Deng Biao nodded.

He signaled that he understood. The dozen or so thugs, armed with steel bars, immediately surrounded Chen Dashan in the middle.

"Who are you people?"

"I’ve already called the police, you better leave now!"

Zhao Jiayao rushed to the entrance from inside the store, standing next to Chen Dashan. Logically speaking, she was several years older than Chen Dashan and had more experience in business, but every time trouble arose, it was Chen Dashan who stood in front, leaving her unable to do anything.

A stunner with a hot figure?

Deng Biao immediately became interested. He slightly pushed down his sunglasses to take a better look at Zhao Jiayao before Sun Xiaolong tugged at his clothes, interrupting, "Cousin!"

"Cousin?"

Only then did Deng Biao turn towards Chen Dashan and said coldly, "Was it you who hit my man just now?"

"Yes!"

Chen Dashan stood tall and proud, his face growing impatient.

Without waiting for Deng Biao to speak, Chen Dahui said, "If you want revenge, let’s talk outside!"

"You’ve got guts, kid! You think I, Deng Biao, won’t dare to make a move because we’re outside?"

Deng Biao nodded with a smile, inwardly ridiculing Chen Dashan for being too inexperienced.

Chen Dashan didn’t waste any words and directly walked to the shop entrance.

"Dashan!"

The villagers from the fruit store looked on worriedly. Facing a group of burly thugs, they were pale with fear, but seeing Chen Dashan stand alone, Zhang Xueyi clenched his teeth and said, "I’ll go out and help too!"