THE URBAN EMPEROR DAO

Chapter 26: The Wet Market Tyrants

The laughing fruit seller and the newspaper vendor stopped laughing immediately.

Old Ye's action of slapping blocks into dust was inhuman; they were terrified to the extent that they couldn't talk, laugh, or even dare to breathe.

Those who were reading newspapers and discussing sneaked away quietly.

Tony quietly brought out the money he owed Old Ye; the arrogance and disdain he had earlier were all gone; he looked more like a tamed bunny.

"Please, take the money," the newspaper vendor said with a trembling voice.

He was claiming he didn't have any money, but he brought out the one thousand dollars that he owed Old Ye.

Receiving the money from them, Old Ye didn't bother responding to them; he turned around and left.

That is when the fruit seller and the newspaper vendor dared to breathe and sighed in relief.

"Who is that guy? He is so scary," Tony said, shuddering in fear.

Wiping beads of sweat from his forehead, the newspaper vendor said, "I almost peed in my pants."

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