The gangsters surrounded the owner of the wonton stall, led by a burly man with a large gold necklace and toothpick between his lips. His sleeveless shirt revealed a pair of muscular arms and a tiger tattoo on his body. He slapped the owner on the shoulder and smiled menacingly, "Business is booming, eh!"

The owner turned pale as ash as he forced a grin, "Oh, it's Li-ge. How have you been?"

“Not too bad!” said the gangster, chewing his toothpick.

The boss quickly grabbed a handful of change from his drawer and shoved it into the man's hand. "It’s for this month."

Xiaotao arched an eyebrow, “Looks like they’re gangsters who collect protection fees. What gives him the right?! I’ll remember each and every one of their faces and report them to the public security department later."

Li-ge ordered his subordinate to count the money. When the amount was reported, he spat out his toothpick and snapped,...