Afeng looked at him playfully, "You don't need to know who I am. I don't care if you collect protection fees elsewhere, but Yangli Village doesn't need your protection and won't pay you any protection fees."
The young man in the denim jacket suddenly smiled, "Are you here to show off? Fine, I won't take any money, and there's no protection fee. You guys can leave."
"Huh?"
The other party's attitude completely bewildered Afeng. He had expected them to make a move, and then he would counter-kill them, showing them that the King of Horses had three eyes, and they wouldn't dare to be arrogant in Yangli Village again.
He hadn't expected the other party to not play by the rules at all, leaving him completely stumped.
The young man in the denim jacket smiled at Yang Huailin, then waved his hand, leading his four companions away on three motorcycles.
"Director Yang, what's going on?"
Afeng couldn't figure it out.
Yang Huailin was also puzzled, "I don't know either. Maybe they didn't dare to collect money because they saw you recording."
"That's possible. I shouldn't have shown the recording pen."
"Forget it. As long as they don't bother us, there's no need to make enemies. Driver, let's go."
Yang Huailin gave a few instructions to the transport driver and then went to another fish pond. These fish were to be delivered directly to supermarkets across the province according to the arrangements of Hanhua Warehousing, and they couldn't stay on the road for too long.
Since no one was harassing them, Afeng and Junjun didn't need to stay there and returned directly to the template factory.
But before he could even sit down, Jing Yongli called.
"Brother Feng, come out quickly. We need to go to Xinqiao Town. The car delivering our fish hit someone, and there are a lot of people causing trouble."
"Damn, it's not a scam, is it?"
"Let's go and see first."
Afeng hung up the phone, called Anan and Junjun, and they went out. The cold storage of the trading company was next to the template factory, and Jing Yongli was already waiting at the entrance in a van.
In less than ten minutes, they arrived at the accident scene. It was on the road towards Hancheng, less than two hundred meters out of Xinqiao Town.
In the middle of the road, a scooter lay in front of the fish transport vehicle, slightly damaged but not too severely. A young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, lay motionless beside the scooter, seemingly unconscious.
Another seven or eight young men were surrounding the driver, shoving him and occasionally slapping him. The driver held his head, not daring to fight back.
"Stop, what are you doing hitting people?"
Jing Yongli pushed through the crowd and pulled the driver out.
A young man with a tuft of red hair on his forehead pointed at the accident scene, "He hit my brother and then called my brother a scammer. This needs to be sorted out properly. Who are you?"
"I'm the boss who sells fish. Talk to me if you have anything to say."
"Alright, since you're the boss, we won't bother him anymore. Tell me, how are you going to compensate?"
"We should call the police first. After the traffic police determine responsibility, you'll be compensated accordingly. My car is insured, and I need to let the insurance company inspect the scene."
"Are you kidding me?"
The young man swung a slap, but missed. Afeng pulled Jing Yongli behind him.
"Brother, this is about handling a car accident. Don't resort to violence."
Afeng's sturdy body stood in front of the young man.
"Who the hell are you? Get lost."
As the young man spoke, he swung another slap. This time, he didn't miss, but his wrist was tightly grasped by a strong hand, and he couldn't pull it free.
The young man, enraged, shouted, "Let go of me, guys, kill him!"
The other young men rushed forward, preparing to gang up on Afeng. A police siren sounded, and they all froze.
Two traffic police officers got out of the police car. One checked on the injured, and the other took photos with a camera.
The injured person showed no external injuries. The traffic police felt his carotid artery; he was alive. He then patted his face, "Wake up, wake up."
The injured person finally opened his eyes, a look of pain appearing on his face.
"How do you feel? Do you want an ambulance?"
The traffic police asked with a frown. He felt that the young man was faking it. Judging by the extent of the damage to the car, it was unlikely he was seriously injured.
"My chest hurts a lot, and my legs hurt too. Let me sit for a while to recover."
"Alright, if you feel unwell, I'll call an ambulance for you."
The traffic police got up to get information from the driver and examine the scene.
Jing Yongli had also called the insurance company by then. There was an insurance adjuster in Xinqiao Town who would arrive soon.
"You're the owner of this car, right? This accident isn't very serious. Are you willing to settle it privately and pay some money?"
The traffic police walked up to Jing Yongli, introduced by the driver.
Jing Yongli glanced at the injured person and asked, "Officer, is our car entirely at fault for this accident?"
"No, based on the evidence, your car was driving normally. The scooter should bear the primary responsibility. However, it's customary for larger vehicles to compensate smaller ones. It's best to settle this privately. If we handle it, this fish delivery truck will have to be impounded at our station for at least one or two days, which isn't cost-effective."
"Then how much should we pay?"
"A few hundred yuan should be enough. I see the car only broke its rearview mirror and bumper, which is a matter of tens of yuan. The person doesn't seem to be seriously injured. I'll go and ask."
The traffic police were fair and didn't want to waste police resources on such a minor accident. Moreover, it was obvious that this was a scam, but it was difficult to find evidence.
In less than two minutes, the traffic police returned with a grim expression, "Why don't you wait for the insurance company to arrive? They agree to settle privately, but they demand 8,000 yuan in compensation. If you don't agree, we'll proceed officially."
Jing Yongli knew he had encountered a scam and sneered, "Eight thousand? Are you robbing me? Then let's handle it officially. With the insurance company helping us with the lawsuit, I don't have to spend a dime."
"Then what about this carload of fish? The other party has requested that the accident vehicle be detained. This request is reasonable. This carload of fish should be worth more than 8,000 yuan. Of course, you can transfer it out."
The traffic police's words put Jing Yongli in a difficult position. The car was filled with fresh fish that couldn't withstand rough handling. If another car were called to transfer them, more than half would likely die before reaching the supermarket, resulting in huge losses and delaying delivery time.
Afeng patted his shoulder at this moment, "Give them 8,000 yuan and let the driver go."
"But this is a scam, extortion. We shouldn't pay this money."
"Stop talking nonsense. Give them the money, and we'll handle the rest. Don't worry, this money won't be given to them in vain."
Since Afeng said so, Jing Yongli no longer hesitated and agreed to settle privately.
However, he didn't have cash on hand, so he wrote an IOU to the traffic police, promising to deliver the money to the Xinqiao Traffic Police Squadron in the afternoon.
After completing the procedures, they let the driver drive away.
The traffic police also left.
At this moment, the young man in the denim jacket from the morning appeared out of nowhere. He walked up to Afeng and smiled, "Buddy, aren't you very tough? Can't you record anymore? See if it's useful. The money still has to be paid.
Remember, in this territory of Xinqiao, dragons must coil and tigers must lie down for me to live longer. Otherwise, you'll die without a place to be buried."