Influenced by Confucian culture and doctrine, most Chinese are calm and do not want to cause any trouble.
Among their own countrymen, this kind of character is appreciated and even admired, but in foreign lands, it is often seen as easy bait for bullies.
Li Du has also observed, while he was overseas, that some foreigners like to bully Chinese people. They believed that Chinese people were meek, soft, and did not like to meddle in things. Bullies loved to pick on seemingly soft people like this and definitely would not let them get off the hook so easily.
Li Du hated such people, who were afraid of the strong and bullied the weak. At the same time, he disliked the character of some Chinese people, who were indeed soft and easily bullied.
However, he could understand the feelings of his countrymen. As he was now in a foreign country, unfamiliar with the land, he would sometimes choose to endure a little loss rather than stir up trouble by trying to fight back.
His unwillingness to provoke these people did not mean he was afraid of them.
Therefore, he thought for a moment, looked at the young man and said, "You are trying to blackmail me, right?"
The young man said in a muffled voice, "Who was blackmailing you? You did bump into her, right? You bumped into this old lady, didn't you?"
The other party did not admit their intention but continued to blame him. Li Du was a little angry and said, "Don't get too cocky, guys. Don't think our typical Chinese modesty and kindness are the marks of a coward."
Young Markelov came up to him and whispered, "Boss, how do you want to solve this problem?"
Li Du said, "At the very least, I want them to apologize."
The youth stiffened his neck and said, "You bumped into my grandmother and now you want us to apologize? No way!"
Li Du was so angry that he was about to retort when Young Markelov stopped him, took the imitation Trossi-Leggenda watch from his hand, wiped his nose and began to communicate with the young people in Myanmar.
He said a few words in a loud voice. The young man and others were angry, and he immediately quarreled with them. Young Markelov elbowed his way to stand in front of them. The other party surrounded Young Markelov, shouting belligerently.
Li Du led his men forward. Big Markelov stopped him. and whispered, "Don't mind the chaos, my brother can handle it."
The quarrel between young Markelov and the group quickly escalated, and they began to push and shove.
All of a sudden, Young Markelov reached out, grabbed the young man's wrist and shouted in English, "What are you doing? What do you want to do? Do you mean to stab me with your knife?"
The young man was in a daze for a moment. His English was so poor that he did not understand what Young Markelov was saying.
Young Markelov clamped down on his hand and continued, "I was just trying to reason with you, and you pulled out your knife and tried to kill me? Come and see, come and see, somebody's going to kill… Ah!"
He turned his head and shouted. The young man reached out his hand and pushed it forward. It seemed that Young Markelov did not grasp his wrist so firmly after all. The knife swooshed and stabbed Markelov's flesh!
Li Du was dumbfounded, and so were Zhong Dapao and Liu Zi, and even their adversaries!
As Markelov's blood began to flow, the surrounding crowd watched in panic and shouted as they backed off.
Big Markelov and Brother Wolf rushed up, and the former jumped up and gave a flying kick. The youth was kicked a few meters away, and this time it was no accident!
Brother Wolf took out gauze from his pocket, pulled out the blade and attempted to stem the blood flow. The gauze gradually turned red as Brother Wolf continued to bandage the wound.
With a wave from Zhong Dapao and Liu Zi, they went up with their men and surrounded the offending party.
The old lady saw that the situation was not good. She picked up her broken bracelet and tried to run.
Big Markelov moved sideways and stopped her. He said in Myanmar, "If you run, I will make you stay on the ground! I will make sure you never stand up again!"
Li Du came up sullenly and said, "How do you want to deal with this matter?"
A group of big men gathered up, all fierce and aggressive.
The young man, pale with fear, cried, "This has nothing to do with me. It was not me, it was not me who stabbed him. It was he who pulled my hand..."
"F**k you!" Zhong Dapao slapped him in the face. "Do you think my brother lost his damn mind? Ah? Can you make up a better story?"
When he started shouting, the others followed.
Li Du squeezed in, took something out of one man's pocket and put it into the black hole. Then he shouted urgently, "Where is the nearest hospital? Quick, is there an ambulance?"
Liu Zi said, "The mine area has no hospital. There is one in the field area, but no ambulance…"
Brother Wolf, who was still administering first aid to Young Markelov, raised his head and said, "It's okay, boss, it did not hurt the viscera or intestines. The blade just punctured through the muscle, he'll recover in time."
Li Du menacingly stared at the youth and said, "So what now?"
The young man clutched his neck and said, "You are accusing me! I didn't…"
Zhong Dapao gave him There was another resounding slap.
Liu Zi used both his hands and slapped until the youth shrieked. "Damn, I haven't seen anyone deny their responsibility like you! Aren't you clever? Aren't you cocky? Come on, keep taking out knives and stabbing people!"
The young man's cheek swelled up quickly. He dared not argue anymore, and could only cover his face and avoid the blows.
"Let's not block the market. Come on, find a place to deal with this," said Li Du.
Zhong Dapao looked around, spotted a shop belonging to his acquaintance and pulled the young man in.
As soon as he entered the shop, Zhong Dapao kicked the youth and said, "Say, how do we deal with this now?"
The middle-aged man cried out pitifully in Myanmar as he begged for mercy, while another youth beside him smiled and said, "Master Pao, please don't be mad, we'll compensate for any damage."
Li Du said, "I don't want more than the sum we had discussed earlier. One million RMB!"
The people were stunned and said, "A million? This, this, this is impossible!"
Li Du stared at them with a fierce expression. "Do you mean to say that my brother's life is not worth a million?"
Brother Wolf held up Young Markelov's wrist and said, "And what about the watch? The watch was smashed!"
Big Markelov grew angrier and shouted, "F**k! My brother's watch is a Patek Philippe, a keepsake that is passed down in our family! It's worth millions of dollars!"
Li Du nodded. "It's a Patek Philippe Trossi-Leggenda watch. Millions of dollars? It's worth well over ten million!"
The person opposite them was stupefied!
Zhong Dapao said, "Say, how are you going to compensate for this? If you have no money to pay for damages, that's easy. You can pay the blood debt by blood. We will give you a stab too."
Liu Zi immediately pulled out a dagger, spat on it and said, "I'll stab each of them once. They'll repay the debt with interest!"
They were still arguing when some local men came in. The big man who was the leader laughed and said, "Master Pao, what's the matter?"
Zhong Dapao turned and smiled too. "Brother Kun, long time no see. I came here to do some shopping in your area at first, but a little accident occurred."
The leading big man, with his broken brow and aquiline nose, had a rather sinister appearance.
After listening to Zhong Dapao, he laughed and said, "It's good that Master Pao wants to support my business. But what's going on here?"
Zhong Dapao hummed coldly and said, "Brother Kun, you came at just the right time. See what your nephew has done!"