"How is this possible!" Staring at his empty hands, Ergou was utterly confused.
He turned his head and saw his thousand yuan in Lin Chen's hands.
"Kid, you're seeking death by stealing my money," Ergou said furiously.
"What do you mean 'stealing'? I'm simply taking back what's mine," Lin Chen corrected him.
Seeing this, Li Fuyou's face changed, "Little Chen, just give him the money. These thugs aren't worth messing with."
Lin Chen snorted, "Why should I give them anything? A bunch of lazy good-for-nothings."
"Kid, it seems you really want to die," Ergou said, his face darkening, eyes gleaming with coldness.
The three men who came with him also surrounded Lin Chen, ready to start a fight.
"Brother Ergou, don't be angry. This guy working for me is not right in the head. Out of respect for you, I'll add another five hundred as an apology," Li Fuyou hurried over to plead for Lin Chen as he saw the situation escalating.
