Chapter 2: Even the Crime Boss Came to Rob Me?

At that moment, two burly men approached behind Ye Xingchen.

The two muscular men charged forward aggressively and grabbed the collars of the two thugs. One of them, a man with a face full of scars and flesh, widened his eyes and roared, “You dare snatch forty bucks? What kind of ambition is that?”

Ye Xingchen watched from the side, feeling both annoyed and amused. He couldn’t help but say, “It’s just forty bucks. If you want it, I can give it to you directly. Is it really worth fighting over?” Unexpectedly, his words seemed to have no effect; the thugs didn’t react at all, as if they hadn’t heard him.

The scar-faced man, seeing the thugs remain silent, tightened his grip and choked one of them until his eyes rolled back. Muttering curses, he said, “Around here, if you dare to commit robbery, you’re only digging yourself deeper. Snatching forty bucks—unbelievable!”

The other man, lean but muscular, nodded in agreement and mocked the tall, skinny thug, “Yeah, we always thought you were just loafing around, but now you’ve gotten so arrogant you’re bullying outsiders?”

The tall thug was gasping for air, his face turning red, and he stubbornly defended, “None of your business! We’re just making some real money with our skills. We didn’t rob you, so stop meddling!”

“Oh, still got a mouth on you, huh!” The scar-faced man flung the thug to the ground, where he landed face-first, covered in dirt, looking utterly miserable.

“Doing this near our village breaks our rules. Don’t talk about ‘skills’—I think you need a lesson!”

Ye Xingchen crossed his arms, watching the scene with interest and thought these two thugs had finally met their match. Curious about the two robust men who had suddenly appeared, he asked, “Big brothers, who are you guys?”

The scar-faced man finally turned to Ye Xingchen, his scarred flesh twitching as he forced a friendly smile. “Brother, don’t be afraid. We’re the village’s patrol team. We usually handle petty thieves and scoundrels. Today, we just happened to catch these two picking on you. We can’t just stand by.”

Understanding dawned on Ye Xingchen, and he smiled, nodding. “I see. Thanks a lot, but they were just talking big—haven’t actually laid a hand on me.”

The leaner man snorted disdainfully, “Hmph, it’s too late when they actually make a move. Our village is peaceful, and we won’t let them ruin the atmosphere.”

He kicked the two thugs on the ground twice. “Today, you’re going to get a real lesson and learn your place!”

The scarred thug struggled to get up, wiping dirt off his face, and shouted at the patrol men, “Don’t go too far! We’ve been around this village for a long time. We see each other every day. You’ve really offended me today—just wait and see what happens next!”

The scar-faced man burst out laughing, “You’re threatening us? With your little tricks? You should weigh yourself properly. You’ve stolen and sneaked around plenty of times, and today we’re settling old scores!”

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