After the marriage, the charming educated youth is eye-catching

"Fool! Our Brother Liang means that you have to pay protection money if you sell things here."

The bearded man is named Gong Liang. He is a notorious gangster in the black market. He has many younger brothers who follow him and they spend their days robbing people who do small businesses in the black market.

The excuse is to make them pay protection money.

Zhong Zhiyang immediately reacted, "How much do you want?"

Seeing that he was quite sensible, Gong Liang raised one hand.

"Five dollars? I just picked up the goods today and I really don't have a penny on me. Can you wait until I sell these goods before paying?"

Zhong Zhiyang tried to discuss things with them in a friendly manner, but as soon as he said this, the three people on the opposite side burst into laughter.

"What five dollars? Are you treating a beggar like that? The protection fee is fifty dollars a month, not a penny less!" The curly-haired little brother was skinny and hunched, like a dried loofah.

"Fifty? What kind of protection fee is this?"

Zhong Zhiyang almost dropped his jaw in shock. His aunt's monthly salary was less than 50 yuan, and they actually had the guts to say that!

Why don't you just rob them? Talking about protection money is really disgusting!

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Gong Liang shouted impatiently: "Either pay up or get out!"

Zhong Zhiyang gritted his teeth, grabbed the bamboo basket, and swallowed his anger. "Can't I just leave?"

"You're such a coward, and you're Zhong Heyang's younger brother. Are all the Zhong family members a bunch of cowards?" Gong Liang directly stated Zhong Zhiyang's identity, and the humiliation in his words was not polite at all.

Zhong Zhiyang, who had originally wanted to escape, was furious when he heard this. "You can call me a coward, but what right do you have to say that about my big brother?"

Seeing that the other party already knew his identity, Zhong Zhiyang took off his hat and stopped pretending.

"Yo ho! You can't afford the protection fee and you still challenge me? Today I'll let you know whether I have the qualifications here!" Gong Liang threw the cigarette to the ground, stomped on it hard, and signaled his two younger brothers to go up and beat people up.

Although Zhong Zhiyang was forced by Zhong Heyang to undergo "military training" since he was a child, he often slacked off and was just a bunch of useless people.

Two fists are no match for four hands. Even though there was a skinny and weak man opposite him, he was quickly pinned to the ground and unable to move.

Gong Liang stepped on his face and spat at him viciously, "You act like a grandson in front of me. Know your own worth before you speak!"

Zhong Zhiyang had never been humiliated like this before. His eyes were red with anger. "Let me go! Let's fight one on one! What's the point of using your numbers to bully the weak?"

"Are you worthy enough to challenge me in a one-on-one duel?"

Gong Liang kicked him hard in the chest and said, "Tell him what will happen to those who can't pay the protection fee and still dare to act arrogantly."

Curly Brother smiled grimly, "Cut off one of his fingers!"

Zhong Zhiyang was horrified when he heard this. "You...you dare! My brother would kill you if he knew!"

But Gong Liang and the others didn't seem afraid at all, and even spoke with disdain, "You've come to the black market. If we report you and you take advantage of us, how can Zhong Heyang save you?"

"What if we touch you? Do you have evidence?"

This is the usual behavior of Gong Liang and his gang. Most people will pay the protection fee even if they have to borrow money, thinking that they can earn it back sooner or later.

However, there are also some stubborn people with backbone, but their end is terrible.

Zhong Zhiyang felt like he couldn't breathe. He had never encountered such a thing before. Now he realized that he was really not good at anything.

If he had known that he would encounter such a thing, he would have listened to his family and worked as a janitor in school. At the very least, he could have worked as a handyman in a state-owned restaurant like Tian Xiaofeng.

Gong Liang took out a small knife from his pocket and slid it back and forth between Zhong Zhiyang's fingers.

Zhong Zhiyang was extremely nervous and even held his breath.

"Don't be afraid, our Brother Liang is quick and accurate, the pain will go away in a moment." The curly-haired man's voice came to his ears, like a death spell from hell.

Zhong Zhiyang couldn't bear it any longer, "No! Don't cut my hand! I can ask my family for money if I don't have it! Don't hurt me!"

Seeing him sweating with fear, Gong Liang smiled triumphantly, "You better not play tricks on me, kid! You've come to the black market to make money, so your family probably stopped giving you money a long time ago!"

"My grandma loves me the most! She gave me the money to buy the goods. As long as I ask her for it, she will definitely give it to me! Believe me!"

Zhong Zhiyang speaks without restraint and says everything.

Gong Liang winked at his two younger brothers, indicating that they should let him go first.

"Okay, I'll give you half a day. Be here tonight at 10 o'clock and bring the money, or I'll spread the news of your opportunism!"

Zhong Zhiyang got up in a panic, hugged his bamboo basket tightly, and was still in shock.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up tremblingly, "Okay... I... I will definitely bring money!"

After saying this, he limped away with his legs trembling, carrying the bamboo basket on his back, holding on to the wall.

The curly-haired man couldn't help but ask, "Brother, can he really come up with the money? If Zhong Heyang finds out, we'll all be in trouble!"

"What are you afraid of? He dares to come to the black market to do business. Do you think he dares to tell Zhong Heyang?"

Gong Liang disagreed, "Just wait, this guy is a gold mine, our good days are yet to come."

···

After leaving the black market, Zhong Zhiyang didn't dare to go home directly. He ran to Liuxiang and hurriedly put the cloth at Jiang Nianyue's house.

Jiang Nianyue came out of the house and saw him sweating and panicking in this weather. She asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhong Zhiyang came back to his senses when he heard her voice, "No...it's okay..."

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, and hesitantly said, "Nian Yue...can you lend me fifty yuan first, using the money I gave you?"

"What are you going to do?"

Jiang Nianyue immediately became alert, "Zhong Zhiyang, that's the money you gave me and the child. What do you mean by wanting to take it back now? Are you kidding me?"

"no!"

Zhong Zhiyang quickly explained, "It's not what you think. I'm in trouble right now and need some money to make ends meet. Don't worry, I'll only lend it to you for a few days. I'll double it back to you later!"

Jiang Nianyue didn't believe what he said at all and didn't believe he could achieve anything.

Especially seeing his condition, he must have encountered something bad.

But the Zhong family is so wealthy. If he still needs her help, how will she and her child be guaranteed a good life in the future?

"My money is with my mother. We borrowed money before and we used it to pay off our debts."

Jiang Nianyue lied without blushing.

Zhong Zhiyang was completely desperate. Did he really have to go to his grandmother to borrow money?