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Chapter 527: My Own Black Snake Club

"Brother, tell us the truth. Do you want to drive us away? You are willing to spend money to buy us a cup of coffee, and just practice it as a parting?"

"Brother, let's just talk about it when we have a fight with each other!"

Huang Tianfeng was so angry that he was too lazy to pay attention to them. They woke up with a random punch.

"Hehe, my brother beat you, so you don't have to leave. My brother always ignores them when he drives people away." Shi Tou was very happy, otherwise it would be too boring if he and Huang Tianfeng were the only ones who said he was the one who said he was a qualified elder brother, but he just talked too little and always thought about it.

Huang Tianfeng told them what had just happened, and they looked disbelief. Although they didn't know how much money was in the bank card, they could tell from their elder brother's series of actions that their elder brother was really rich. Not only did they treat them to a good meal, they even changed their outfits. The most important thing is that they had been with their elder brother for so many years, and their elder brother actually paid them a salary!

This is really the sun hit the west. The remaining money of the four of them used to feed the stones, and they had no spare money to buy anything else.

However, what Huang Tianfeng was thinking was completely different from theirs. They were all thinking about how to spend money next with money now. The question Huang Tianfeng was considering was how to make money next.

Although he did not have much experience in commanding his subordinates, he had heard of some of the deeds of large gangs. Small gangster groups could still rely on the collection of protection fees to support their families, but as the number of people was too high, the protection fees were somewhat difficult to support. Those merchants usually had to pay taxes. If they collected protection fees, ordinary stores were unable to afford them. If these stores wanted to continue to make money and avoid losing money, they could only raise prices. This would inevitably cause dissatisfaction among customers, which led to the fact that these stores were not very popular, and lost too many customers. So they fell into a vicious cycle. In the end, the store went bankrupt and the gangsters had no place to collect protection fees.

Therefore, any large underworld organization will eventually embark on the path of operating related industries and make enough food and clothing by themselves. Those so-called gangs who only know how to collect protection fees will only be ridiculed and will never become great.

"I have money, but I don't know what to do in a short period of time."

Huang Tianfeng was a little dazed when he looked at the bank card in his hand. After sorting out his mood, he took the three of them back to his hometown. Although there were no relatives, there were shops waiting for him to collect protection fees. Although the four of them collected very little protection fees, they could not wait for others.

Besides, when I have money this time, I don’t have to do face-saving things like collecting protection fees in the future. This time I went back to tell my fellow villagers that Huang Tianfeng will not charge protection fees in the future!

After leaving the coffee shop, he walked towards his hometown with a familiar road. Huang Tianfeng was born and grew up there. Now he finally had the opportunity to leave that street, and he couldn't help but feel a little reluctant. However, this emotion was quickly trapped by him. A real man was determined to be bound by a street.

"Oh! Isn't this Xiao Huang~ Why did you come so late today? I have prepared all the protection fees for you, come and take them!"

A middle-aged man who was already bald, just walked out of the street corner with his slippers and saw Huang Tianfeng at a glance, and without saying a word, stuffed a dollar into his hand.

"Business is not good today. I want to save the banknotes to deposit them in the bank, so I have to give you coins."

Huang Tianfeng subconsciously took it over, but then he remembered that he no longer needed to charge protection fees and was about to exchange the coins back.

"Uncle Wang, I won't charge any protection fees now, you can take this money."

Uncle Wang glared at his eyes and scolded him directly. "What are you doing? I think my old man has made less money?"

"No, no, we brothers..."

"You brothers don't want to do it anymore, right?" Uncle Wang shouted without hesitation. His voice was loud and he could hear it almost the whole street.

"Boy, are you still unable to hold on? You don't think about how your father built this world back then? And your brother! Your brother was a man who almost ruled the entire city's underworld back then, and he said..."

Huang Tianfeng knew that once Uncle Wang said that, there must be something endless, so he immediately interrupted.

"Yes, yes, yes, I know the truth about the father of tigers without dogs and sons, Uncle Wang, but I really don't need to collect protection fees anymore. I have money now!"

Uncle Wang looked at Huang Tianfeng carefully, then reached out and touched his head, muttering a few words.

"Strange, I didn't have a fever for this short time, why did I daydream?"

The fat man and others couldn't hold back their laughter, and Huang Tianfeng glared at him.

"Uncle Wang, we really have money now, and we will no longer have to charge protection fees in the future. Let's keep your money for yourself. We will travel in the wider sky in the future."

"You little brat, I didn't study hard when I was a child. I was so uneducated in speaking. What money can you make? Do you think your money is unknown?"

Huang Tianfeng had a black line on his head, so he had to correct his words.

"Uncle Wang, we are scrambling on the road, and the money we earn is unknown..."

"Fuck!" Uncle Wang cursed, not giving face at all. "We don't know that you are a bad guy. We have been pushing you from this street since childhood. You eat Baijia rice and wear Baijia clothes. Even the protection fee is because you, a bastard, have to prove that you can support yourself. What's the result? Apart from the people on this street paying the protection fee, who has paid it?"

"That... Uncle Wang, I have something to do, I'll leave first."

After saying that, Huang Tianfeng hurriedly blocked his ears and walked towards the alley with his teeth. Under the layers of doubts from the shop owners around him, Huang Tianfeng finally finished what he wanted to say.

In the future, they will not charge protection fees. In the past, he valued this income very much. After all, a store costs one dollar, and a store costs one hundred yuan a day. The four of them are enough for a day. But now he is in high school. Although others don’t say many things, they can save them by observation. Huang Tianfeng can also feel that his so-called protection fees are nothing more than the pocket money given to him due to the love between his father and his brother.

He still remembers the story that Uncle Wang told him, how his father brought a few villagers from the village to the city and gained a foothold, and how his elder brother Huang Batian started from scratch with the 100 yuan collected from the protection fee after his father died unexpectedly, and finally fainted from the Black Snake Club, and was reused to become the right-hand man of the underworld.

He originally thought that he could start from scratch with 100 yuan, and just started a career like his elder brother.

But now, the Black Snake will be destroyed, the Black Snake Group has gone bankrupt, and everything his elder brother has fought for is gone, so he will walk out of the path that his elder brother has never taken!

"I want to create my own Black Snake Club!"
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