Dulin is a very serious person, and there is no doubt about this, because if he is not serious in the country, Mr. Ksma will never let him go, which has also cultivated Dulin's seriousness in doing things. It took only two days to let these high-class decent people who like to come to the Trère Grand Theater to enjoy elegant art and recognize this car washer named Dulin.

He was always able to wash every corner of every car very clean. Even in some hidden gaps, he would use a sharpened wooden branch to press it into the towel and clean the dirt. He did not fool around like other car washers on the roadside, and licked his face and put the cost of washing the car into his pocket with peace of mind.

Du Lin, who had a certain reputation in just two days, was very happy. His plan here went a step further. He even began to plan to absorb other car washers on the roadside business and work for him after working for a while. It won’t take long to rent a storefront on the roadside, which is specifically used for car beauty.

He learned the word car beauty from his dream. It is not just as simple as washing a car, but also includes certain maintenance and modification. He doesn't know how to do this, but there are people in Trenell City. All he needs is to invite those people over and become his employees.

But unfortunately, Du Lin’s dream of “car wash kingdom” was shattered just when he took the first step.

"It's this guy who is not following the rules and keeps robbing our guests!" A slightly dark-skinned car washer with a thin body and a baseball cap standing next to a group of people, pointing at Du Lin who was washing the car on the side of the road.

In this city, there are some side that ordinary people don’t know much about, which we can call the dark side, or we can say that these people and their world are called the underground world. There are not only such a phenomenon in the city of Tener, but also in the more distant and prosperous empire core and developed areas.

Just like a world with sunshine, there must be darkness that sunshine cannot take into account, and everything has two sides. The Yaoxing Empire, which has just been lifted out of the Civil War, licks the wounds left in the war, while actively seeking change. Any change that is enough to change people's lives often means huge risks and huge interests. The interests of sunshine and the interests of darkness.

The existence of these gangs is not to make the city more chaotic, it may be ridiculous to say. What they do looks more like police than police. They use force to deter the country to maintain stable order, and they set up rules after rule that make people dare not cross it. It is they that made the city much more peaceful and the streets have fewer bad people who are ready to make a vote and leave.

They are like dark viruses, constantly devouring and infecting light.

Next to the thin monkey-like guy, there were four strong young men. The leader was wearing a red plaid shirt with a blue background, a short jacket on the outside, and an off-white baseball cap. He wanted to make himself look decent, but the horizontal flesh on his face was always hard to believe his identity and status.

He nodded at this time and took off his cap. The street was his territory. In the city of Tnell, some people who knew him called him the mad dog Weisen. In his bragging, he once successfully killed seventeen or eighteen enemies in a gun battle on the street with a man. People called him the mad dog because of his madness and viciousness. He liked this nickname very much.

He took his three subordinates to Du Lin, who was washing the car, and there were two cars behind him to wash. Just as he was about to put the towel back into the bucket to clean it, a shiny brown leather shoe appeared in his sight and kicked the bucket over.

Du Lin was still not sure what happened. He straightened his waist and looked at the four men beside him with fierce eyes like fierce gods, and nodded inexplicably, "Gentlemen?" He didn't understand what these people wanted to do, but he just vaguely felt that he might be in big trouble.

Weisen looked up and down at Du Lin with a rebellious look, sneeringly, looking at the half-washed car, "Have you paid the peace fee?"

Fun fee?

"What is that?" Du Lin looked confused. Although he felt that these people were looking for trouble, the word Anlefei didn't sound so frightening.

Two years ago, the happiness fee was not called the happiness fee, but the protection fee. It was a mandatory fee collected by local gangs from all operators in their territory. Only after paying the protection fee can they operate normally and enjoy the protection of the gang. If it is not paid, it would be a disaster. Gang members will continue to come to the door to cause trouble, making the business unable to continue.

Later, a down-and-out nobleman with the baron was levied for protection fees but was attacked by gang members and was seriously injured and admitted to the hospital, which attracted the attention of the empire. The gang behind the case, to be precise, was no longer an ordinary gang, but a family with a religious nature, was finally erased after more than 170 days of trial.

But since then, the word protection fee has become a thing of the past, and is now called Fufu. This word may be a bit old-fashioned, but it can achieve relatively perfect meaning.

Weisen was also a little confused. Everyone in the entire Tener City and the entire Yaoxing Empire knew what it meant, but this kid didn’t know?

The next moment, he thought the other party was playing tricks on him, and in an instant he was filled with blood and swung his punch!

If you ask what the countryside is, how should the dispute be resolved? The police definitely do not have one, let alone the judge. So in the countryside, the fist becomes the so-called fairness. Whoever has a big fist, then he will be right. Mr. Kesma's family has also had disputes with others, such as the boundary stone that is almost dozens of kilograms but can be blown away by the wind. It is normal to fight in the countryside due to the ownership of the land.

Mr. Kesma's family has very profound skills and is often the final winner.

The moment Du Lin saw the other party punching, he leaned back, narrowly avoiding the fist, and subconsciously returned a punch.

The punch was very tricky and heavy, and it was sai directly from the lower right corner to the other party's jaw. Weisen's head was immediately beaten up, and the saliva in his mouth flew out along his slightly opened lips, his eyes became a little confused, and his steps were slightly floating and he took a step back.

Passers-by and shop owners who were paying attention to the situation here on the street couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. This young man was really in trouble. The shops on the roadside have a very good impression of Du Lin in the past two days. Every time he washes the car, he will rinse the road with clean water, leaving no pool of sewage or stains. Even if he borrows water, he will give a penny coin and never get water in vain. If anyone needs help or move something, Du Lin will definitely help as long as he has time.

What a good guy, why don’t he be enlightened?

People like Weisen can only be careful when they say soft words and coax him to be at peace. After all, he is a mad dog!

"Sorry..., it's so easy, so..." Du Lin apologized and stepped back, with a little apology on his face. The other party didn't hit him, but he hit that guy, and it looked like that guy was so unbearable, and it seemed that he was not as good as his sister.

It took a while for Weisen to come to his senses. He felt his face hot, not being beaten by that boy, but being ashamed of others' eyes. He gritted his teeth, pushed away the person who was holding him by his side, pulled out a long sword more than one foot long from behind, raised it and rushed towards Dulin, who had retreated several steps away.
Chapter completed!