The bald little thug finished laughing, then slapped Zheng Fugui's fat face several times with loud smacks.
The bald little thug still wore a smile as he slapped Zheng Fugui, as though he were merely fooling around with him.
But those slaps were far from light, leaving Zheng Fugui's fat face bright red.
Zheng Fugui swallowed his anger and did not dare lash out.
The bald little thug said unhurriedly, "You fucking don't really think that just because I took protection money from your village, I'm supposed to protect you, do you?
"You're not the first one to come begging me for protection today.
"A bunch of mud-legged peasants with wishful thoughts.
"I advise you to roll back where you came from. Don't stand in front of me and offend my eyes."
Zheng Fugui secretly hated them. As expected, the Iron Rod Gang would not help.
The Iron Rod Gang was no different from the horse bandits. Both were leeches sucking the blood of the common people.
Zheng Fugui did not want to stay here a moment longer, but his wife and children were still in the villagers' hands.
With a fawning smile, Zheng Fugui said, "Baldy Brother, the villagers have taken my family hostage.
"If I go back like this, the villagers will definitely hand my son over to the horse bandits.
"How about I pay some silver, and you take some men back to the village with me and help me get my wife and children back?"
"Oh?" The little thug was interested. "How much silver do you want to pay?"
Zheng Fugui gritted his teeth. "I'll pay fifty taels."
Bang! The little thug kicked Zheng Fugui to the ground. "Fuck you, are you treating us like beggars?"
Zheng Fugui immediately crawled back up and knelt on the