Chapter 87

Feng Chen walked up to the old Li who was so scolded by everyone that he couldn't lift his head, glanced coldly at the neighbor who had been making trouble, and said displeasedly: "This incident was caused by this king. I'll wipe your ass clean!"

When Lao Zhang heard Feng Chen claiming to be the king, he was so frightened that his legs trembled that he couldn't stand up straight. If the young man in front of him was really a royal relative, then he and Brother Biao must be dead.

He quickly knelt down, put his hands on his knees and begged for mercy: "My lord, we really know that we were wrong, and accidentally offended your dignity, the little one deserves to die?"

It’s too late to beg for mercy now, Feng Chen didn’t even bother to look at the peddler in front of him, he looked at everyone solemnly and said: “If you don’t want to be bullied by Brother Biao in the future, stand in line one by one, put Biao How brother and old Li usually oppressed you - tell me clearly one by one, and someone will make decisions for you!"

"Minglan, prepare your pen and ink, and write down the testimony they said!" Feng Chen looked at Minglan and instructed.

At the beginning, everyone thought that Feng Chen was just going through the motions, and they must be protecting each other from the officials. If they left a testimony, Brother Biao and the others would come back later, and they would definitely be retaliated.

Seeing that everyone was hesitating, Lao Li pondered for a while, since it was a dead end anyway, he might as well take a gamble, "Seventh Prince, let me tell you, every time Lao Li sees a big client, he will Lower the price to kill the nearby noodle restaurant, and then raise the price to make back the lost price difference!"

"I don't know where this brother Biao came from. Every half a month, he finds several excuses to collect protection fees. He has to call for protection fees at least four times a month. Our small business is almost out of business. Let’s go down, please help us with compassion!”

Seeing that Lao Li had told the specific situation, everyone didn't hide it, and accused Brother Biao and Lao Li of oppressing them over the years.

"Those bastards don't come from people. It's fine to collect protection fees every time they come. They often come to eat Bawang's meal, and they even smashed our shop from time to time..."

Hearing their complaints, Su Feifei couldn't help asking, "Bosses, they are so bad, why don't you report to the authorities, and just let the government deal with them?"

"Young Master Mu, you are too naive. We have already reported to the officials. After reporting to the officials, not only will they not be punished, but the next day they will retaliate even more against us!"

Su Feifei sympathizes with these peddlers. No matter in ancient times or in modern times, no one can avoid the battle of the weak and the strong. Although her chest is a burning flame of justice, she is not capable of helping these ordinary people.

After all, Feng Shaoqing was also involved behind this, Su Feifei didn't want Feng Chen to be involved in this complicated political struggle, she remained silent, and secretly vowed in her heart that she must work harder in the future, and only by becoming a master can she not Only by being bullied can we have more voice.

Feng Chen had already seen Su Feifei's careful thinking, he frowned, sighed lightly, and said calmly: "This matter is indeed a bit troublesome, but for Mr. Mu's sake today, This king will help you solve it together!"

As soon as Lao Li heard that the Seventh Prince said that he would take care of this matter himself, he fell to the ground in despair. At this time, he only heard the Seventh Prince ordered his subordinates to report to the police. He quickly crawled over and hugged Ming Ming tightly. Lan's legs shouted: "Seventh Prince, please spare us this time!"

Minglan waved his hand to let a few guards get away from Lao Li, and ran out in a hurry, towards the direction of the government.