Sheriff

Hacker? Or a master?

Black Three's words left his subordinates somewhat confused.

"This kid is involved in online black market activities," Black Three became more certain of his guess. "Having skills makes a difference. He can easily make money sitting at home, which is much better than us struggling to run gambling dens, bars, and collect protection fees.

A Mao, go into his yard tomorrow night and take a closer look to confirm. If he's really doing online black market stuff, then we'll grab him. This kid is a cash cow."

If he could really control this kid and make him obediently earn money for him, it would truly be a beautiful thing.

Unconvinced? Then beat him. If that doesn't work, break his legs. Anyway, you don't need legs to operate a computer. There are plenty of methods; he won't dare not to yield.

A Mao immediately agreed. Another subordinate hesitated slightly, "This kid is very close to Shen the Butcher. I heard Shen the Butcher has some connection with the Blood Gang, so we..."

The Blood Gang is a large gang in the Bridge Underpass District, with hundreds of members, not someone Black Three can afford to provoke.

Black Three's eyelids twitched. "This kid dares to do black market business on our territory without paying respects. It's only right for us to make a move. No matter how strong the Blood Gang is, they are an outside gang.

We and Shen the Butcher don't interfere with each other. If Shen the Butcher is truly shameless, we are not afraid of him either."

"Right, let's just do it! I heard online black market is very profitable, making a million a year is just pocket change!"

Hearing the number one million, all the subordinates became excited. One person even shouted, "Third Brother, why don't we make a move now and just grab him!"

Black Three's eyelids twitched again, and he cursed, "Are you stupid? Wait until A Mao confirms tomorrow! If we get it wrong, not only will we not get the black market business, but we'll also offend Shen the Butcher for nothing. Are you full and have nothing better to do!"

The night quietly passed. The next day, Han Yang studied by himself until evening, ate at Aunt Wang's food stall, and then went to Shen the Butcher's place.

"Brother Shen, I need to go to Tanghuang Bar in a while."

Shen the Butcher chopped his cleaver onto the cutting board and said in a muffled voice, "Black Three?"

"Yes." Han Yang nodded. "Black Three's people are watching me. He'll be at Tanghuang Bar this afternoon, and I'm going to talk to him."

"What will you talk with?"

"I have my ways." Han Yang smiled. "I came to you just in case. If I go in and don't come out within an hour, I'll need you to save me."

Shen the Butcher stared at Han Yang for a long time. But Han Yang didn't say anything, so he didn't ask either. In the end, he just waved his hand, "Go ahead."

With Shen the Butcher as a backup, Han Yang felt relieved.

No matter what, Black Three's matter must be resolved, and it must be resolved once and for all. His plan of lying low and developing cannot be affected in the slightest.

Han Yang returned home, checked his phone, robot, drone remote control, and the drone itself, confirming that everything was in order. Only then did he insert the dagger into the sheath at his waist and leave, heading straight for Tanghuang Bar.

Tanghuang Bar is also Black Three's property. Every day around dinner time, whether he has something to do or not, he will bring his subordinates to the bar to sit for a while, just in case someone causes trouble.

Standing at the entrance of the bar, looking at the tacky, even some unlit neon lights, Han Yang took a deep breath and walked directly towards the entrance.

Upon entering, a stuffy, hot smell rushed towards Han Yang.

Inside the bar, flashing lights were everywhere, deafening music mixed with the noise of people, and on the center stage, two scantily clad women were posing provocatively.

Han Yang looked around and immediately spotted Black Three in the corner near the back. Several people were sitting next to him, shouting and drinking. Several hostesses were giggling, almost sticking to him.

Han Yang didn't order a drink. Instead, he squeezed through the crowd and went directly to the switch, turning off the neon lights, sound system, and other things, and then turned on the main lights.

Instantly, the dim bar became as bright as day. The noisy human voices instantly disappeared. People looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.

"Damn it!"

Black Three cursed and stood up. "Who turned off the music?!"

"I did."

At the switch, Han Yang's voice wasn't loud, but it still spread throughout the bar.

Several bar subordinates cursed and quickly stepped forward to subdue Han Yang. However, Han Yang unhurriedly drew the dagger from his waist, faced the several bar subordinates who were rushing towards him with ferocious expressions, and said sternly, "I'm talking to Black Three, is it your turn to step forward? Get lost!"

The aura of having struggled in the Vegetable Market District for over ten years, never causing trouble but never being afraid of it, indeed brought about an extraordinary effect.

Hmm?

Han Yang's aura instantly made those subordinates hesitate. Even when Han Yang walked past them, they didn't dare to make a move.

Who is this person? Why is he so arrogant? What's going on?

Black Three looked at Han Yang, his expression changing. A subordinate next to him, whom Han Yang vaguely remembered being called Tiger Bro, stood up and shouted, "Is Black Three's name something you can call directly? What path are you on?"

Han Yang walked over unhurriedly, inserted the dagger into the sheath, but still pressed the hilt, quickly scanned Black Three and the few people next to him, and his heart immediately sank. "Why is Zhou Da'an here too? Damn it, this is bad."

Next to Black Three, a man with a pale face, large dark circles under his eyes, looking like he had been hollowed out by alcohol and women, sat quietly, one hand still on the thigh of the woman next to him.

Zhou Da'an is the security officer for these few streets in the Vegetable Market District, considered an official figure.

In this era, although order is chaotic and gangs run rampant, official figures are not people like Black Three can afford to provoke. You should know that the Ita and the Earth government just don't want to manage things, not that they are incapable of managing them.

If anyone dared to provoke the officials, the Earth Guard could easily wipe out a large gang with just a few people. They wouldn't even need the Ita to make a move.

Before coming, Han Yang had considered almost every detail of his trip, but he never expected that Zhou Da'an would also be here.

"I've long heard that Black Three and his gang are Zhou Da'an's black gloves. It seems it's true now. But what should I do now?"

With the sudden unexpected situation, Han Yang's mind raced.

No matter what, things have developed to this point, and it's not something that can be abandoned halfway. If he leaves now, or backs down, he probably won't be able to get out of this bar.

Making up his mind instantly, Han Yang's face showed a half-smile. "Didn't you all have your eyes on me? What, you don't recognize me?"

"Han Yang, you are Han Yang!"

The short, thin man Han Yang had seen yesterday suddenly shouted, "Third Brother, he's the one doing the black market business!"

Black Three was startled, and then a smile appeared on his face. "So it's Brother Han Yang, nice to meet you."