C9 Psychosomatic Expense
"You … What did you say... You want to rob us of our money? "
When the delinquent leader came back to his senses, he looked at Liu Lei in disbelief.
"What snatch? It sounds so bad, this is called a mental loss fee!" Liu Lei corrected the lackey's words with dissatisfaction.
The delinquent leader's mouth twitched. This was clearly robbery, and yet he still said it in such a dignified manner.
However, they had used this reason on others before, and now it was their retribution.
Although the delinquent leader felt aggrieved in his heart, he knew that he couldn't leave without some blood today. He could only start rummaging through all the pockets on his body to find the money.
Upon seeing this, the delinquents lying on the ground silently started to dig out the money. They decided to admit their inferiority and get through this hurdle before doing anything else.
Not long after, a stack of money appeared in Liu Lei's hand, which was about four thousand yuan. He accepted it without any hesitation.
"Can we go now?" The delinquent leader and his lackeys helplessly stood there watching Liu Lei take the money.
"No." Liu Lei shook his head and said, "Like I said, you have to give me all your money, not a single cent left. Don't play games with me about hiding your money."
"What do you mean? Don't tell me we have to search him? " The delinquent leader's eyes turned cold, "Keep things to yourself, you will be able to see each other again in the future. Don't be too ruthless in everything you do!"
"Sorry, I only like seeing beauties. As for all of you, you should just scram as far away as you can."
Liu Lei chuckled, "But before you scram, hand over all the money you have and don't force me to do it again."
Hearing that Liu Lei was going to attack again, the bullies were shocked. They hurriedly started to frantically search their bodies, not daring to have any thoughts of getting lucky. They were afraid that Liu Lei would find them and they would suffer a little bit more.
After a while, Liu Lei received another thousand yuan, but it was different from what he expected. He frowned: "You guys have to play tricks with me, don't you want to leave some parts behind before you go?"
"We really don't have any money on us …"
The bullies wanted to cry, but no tears came out. They wished they could take off all their clothes and let Liu Lei check them out. Being a bully to this extent made them feel tired.
"You have a lot of money on your back, more than all of the money you just paid. Don't waste any more of my time, hand it over quickly!"
Liu Lei was getting impatient and pointed at the delinquent leader.
The delinquent leader looked aghast, "How do you know I have money on my back?"
The other delinquents were also shocked. They looked at Liu Lei as if they saw a ghost, and some even wondered if Liu Lei had a discerning eye.
"Because there are more than ten thousand people here, the yang energy above is very strong. There's no need to sense it to know." Liu Lei casually explained and continued, "Since you've admitted it, then hurry up and take it out."
The lackey's brows were tightly knitted together. He had over ten thousand men, and his Yang aura was very strong. Why did he sound like a zombie?
The most amazing thing was that Liu Lei could use his yang energy to determine that he had money on him. This was an unbelievable method, at least he had never seen it before.
But even so, this money hoodlum didn't dare to hand it over. Otherwise, the higher ups would definitely blame him, so he decisively refused: "This money isn't mine, I can't give it to you."
"Looks like you're refusing a toast and refusing a forfeit." Liu Lei shook his head and then reached out his hand to grab the dagger on the delinquent's left shoulder.
He was afraid that the wound would lose more blood if he pulled the dagger out, so he didn't pull the dagger out of his left shoulder.
Now that he was forcefully pressed down by Liu Lei, the delinquent leader was in so much pain that his head was covered in cold sweat and he started to scream miserably.
The delinquent thought of resisting, but when he remembered Liu Lei's terrifying speed just now, he gave up on this idea.
"Brother Tiger told me to collect the money, are you sure you want to take it?" The delinquent leader endured the pain in his shoulder and warned fiercely:
"Brother Tiger is the best in this city's underground world. If you touch his money, it's very likely that an accident will happen tomorrow."
"For example, being thrown into the wilderness by someone, or being hit by a car when going out, I advise you to think carefully …" "AHH!
Before the delinquent leader could finish his sentence, Liu Lei pressed down on the handle of the dagger again. This time, he used more strength and the handle was about to be stuffed into his flesh.
The lackey was in so much pain that his tears and mucus flowed down his face, "Stop pressing, I beg you, stop pressing! I'll give you the money, I'll give you the money! "
Liu Lei let go of his hands. The delinquent leader quickly lifted his clothes and took off a thin cloth bag from his back that was filled with money.
After counting it, Liu Lei was very satisfied that there was actually more than 30,000 yuan.
"This time …" Can we go now? " The delinquent leader looked at Liu Lei carefully, especially at Liu Lei's hand, afraid that Liu Lei would press the dagger again.
"Alright, hurry up and f * ck off. Next time you come and provoke me, remember to bring your mental health loss fee with you." Liu Lei casually waved his hand as if he was shooing away flies.
The delinquent leader acted as if he was granted amnesty, leading a group of lackeys who ran out of the medicine shop as if they were escaping for their lives. In an instant, he disappeared.