Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 93 - 92: Zheng Qiang About to Cry! (New Week, Begging for Recommendation Tickets!)_1

Chapter 93: Chapter 92: Zheng Qiang About to Cry! (New Week, Begging for Recommendation Tickets!)_1

Zheng Qiang’s face turned cold, trying to snatch back his gun, but Ren Feifan dodged it.

Ren Feifan’s fingers tightened, in an instant the pistol turned into a lump of iron, which he threw directly at Zheng Qiang!

"Can we now discuss the protection fees?"

Zheng Qiang looked at the ruined iron in his hand, his mind set aghast with shock and incredulity!

Could this man supposedly belong to that other world!

How on Earth could Elime afford to hire such a powerful person!

"How should we talk?" Zheng Qiang’s back had already gone damp with sweat, he was well aware, that his life was merely at the mercy of that man’s whims.

The disparity between the strong and the weak was as vast as a chasm, so huge!

As a weakling, he didn’t stand a chance to refuse.

"First: we will discuss you compensating for the damage inflicted upon Elime today, second: from now on I’ll have your back here, you will pay me protection fees monthly, state your proposed monthly amount."

"Compensation fees? Protection fees?"

Zheng Qiang gave a self-deprecating laughter, he had always been the one threatening others for protection fees, but now, the tables have turned, he was being extorted by a teenager, and he didn’t have any grounds to refuse!

"Do I qualify now?"

Zheng Qiang glanced at the lump of iron, his body trembled, he sighed deeply at Ren Feifan: "I will compensate Elime with 500,000, as for the protection fee, I will pay 500,000 every month."

He roughly estimated the damages inflicted on Elime today, 500,000 was already pushing it, as for protection fees, 500,000 a month, this almost strips off a significant portion of the profit to the boy standing before him.

Ren Feifan gave a cold chuckle: "500,000, 500,000, you take me for a beggar? That’s easily fooled!"

"How much do you want?"

Ren Feifan patted Zheng Qiang’s shoulder, explaining: "Let’s calculate Elime’s compensation first. Firstly, you broke Elime’s tempered glass wall, this wall isn’t ordinary, it’s a gorilla toughened glass wall, adopting the DCIL compression mode, infused with Martian silicon elements...forget it, no point explaining, you wouldn’t understand anyway, let’s settle with 500,000."

Zheng Qiang was completely speechless!

God damn it! Gorilla toughened glass, why not say it’s horse-molding toughened glass!

And Martian silicon elements, if your damn glass were that magnificent, how could it be smashed by iron rods!

You even fucking giving me a discount!

A piece of glass costs 500,000! You might as well rob me!

Zheng Qiang had seen shameless people before, but he hadn’t seen anyone as shameless as Ren Feifan!

A person could actually be shameless to such an extent!

"You are free to object, I am a fair person in all matters." Ren Feifan added.

How could Zheng Qiang dare to say no, he quickly shook his head, even if a piece of glass costs a million, he would wipe his tear and buy it.

"Now that we have settled the matter of the glass, let’s talk about the assault incident." Ren Feifan said.

"Elder brother, please directly tell me how much it costs," Zheng Qiang was almost crying, he was scared Ren Feifan would throw in some ancestry belonging to gorillas or something...

Ren Feifan gave a light cough, quite satisfied with Zheng Qiang’s reaction, he slowly said: "I can’t let you take a loss either, let’s meet halfway, one million."

Although Zheng Qiang was bleeding inside at this moment, he had no choice, he could only agree.

"Lastly, we need to calculate the matter of the paint dumping."

"Elder brother, I will definitely have someone fix this, promise that it will be cleaner than before! And, I will also compensate..."

"No need..." Ren Feifan interrupted Zheng Qiang’s words, extended his hand and pointed at Zheng Qiang himself, "Later, you clean it yourself!"

Zheng Qiang’s face turned an unsightly color, similar to the colour of a liver, he, a boss of a black force, was actually cleaning for someone else, if this got out, how was he supposed to go on?

But if he didn’t clean, he might not even have the qualification to live.

"Can I not clean it?"

Zheng Qiang’s eyes even showed a hint of pleading.

"No. And it must be cleaned up today."

Ren Feifan knew that anyone capable of attaining this sort of position, all the while keeping a low profile, possessed talents that surpassed the ordinary. To suppress such a person, one needed to completely neutralize them!

"Damn, damn it."

"Let’s discuss the protection fee, one million per month, non-negotiable. If anyone from Lin City causes you trouble, you know who to find. This million would be well spent in that case." With a pat on Zheng Qiang’s shoulder, Ren Feifan took his leave.

He wasn’t worried about Zheng Qiang disappearing, or seeking someone to deal with him. If Zheng Qiang was intuitive enough, he would surely consider these possibilities.

If the man lacked such intuition, then he deserved to be erased!

Only after Ren Feifan had left did everyone heave a sigh of relief. The intimidation he garnered was immense!

Every additional second that Ren Feifan stayed made death feel closer to everyone there!

A man standing by Zheng Qiang spoke up, "Boss, should we bring in more men to deal with this kid?"

Zheng Qiang promptly slapped him across his face, "For goodness sake, who told you to throw oil paint around? Go grab a mop and start cleaning with me!"

The man mumbled under his breath: "But it was you who..."

His voice abruptly stopped when Zheng Qiang delivered a kick to his stomach.

"From this point forward, no one is to irritate me. I’m losing my patience! Now, go get a mop and start working!"

Of course, Zheng Qiang had certainly contemplated retaliating against Ren Feifan. But after careful consideration, he decided to compromise.

Putting aside whether there was anyone capable of confronting the young man, the crux of the matter was that Ren Feifan was likely a cultivator as referred to by the old Sixth Master.

The exact words of the Sixth Master were, "The Hong Sect can offend any commoners, government officials, but they must never provoke a cultivator!"

......

Upon returning to the company, Ren Feifan found Xu Shihan, Sun Qingqing, Liu Jie and others staring at the oil paint stains on the entrance with furrowed brows.

As oil paint was notoriously hard to remove, its presence greatly affected the company’s image.

Xu Shihan had already contacted a professional cleaning company which was expected to arrive within two hours.

Spotting Ren Feifan, Liu Jie cracked a smug smile, "Oh, isn’t it our big hero?"

He didn’t believe that Ren Feifan managed to obtain compensation from Zheng Qiang. After all, who was Zheng Qiang?

The leader of a local gang, wasn’t he?

Asking him for money is like plucking a hair from a tiger’s back, isn’t it?

Ren Feifan was nonplussed by Liu Jie’s mockery and replied, "Hero or not, I did my part."

"So, you’re saying you got the money?" Liu Jie sneered.

Keep pretending, if you can!

If you actually managed to get the money, I might as well be the richest man in the world.

Ren Feifan merely nodded in response, without uttering a word.

In dealing with such people, verbal spars were pointless; one needed to retort through actions!

And it had to pack a punch!

Seeing Ren Feifan’s refusal to retort, Liu Jie was even more convinced that the other was bluffing. He might not have even gone anywhere.

All show and no substance.

"I suppose you were too scared and didn’t even show up."

Liu Jie was ecstatic, scheming about how he would humiliate Ren Feifan later!!!

Oh, yes, wouldn’t he have to imitate a barking dog as part of the penalty for losing?

The thought of Ren Feifan crawling on the ground like a dog brought Liu Jie immeasurable satisfaction.

Xu Shihan glanced at Ren Feifan, noting that the latter had not retaliated against Liu Jie, implying his failure in the negotiation. She shook her head helplessly. From the very beginning, she hadn’t been confident about Ren Feifan’s negotiations.

Facing a mob boss like Zheng Qiang for money seemed like a pipe dream.

Now, the pressing matter was the bet. The value of the prescription given by Ren Feifan in the morning was priceless. If Liu Jie were to bring up the bet later, she might throw him a warning, perhaps as a form of reciprocation for Ren Feifan’s previous help.

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