Chapter 3777
Xu Dalong saw the young man holding a machete in his hand, so he sneered and demanded, "Are you Old Chen?"
The young man replied, "Yeah, I'm Old Chen! Who are you guys?"
Xu Dahu stepped forward and said, "How come Old Chen is so young?"
The young man replied, "It's called the Old Chen Agricultural Trade Store; the boss doesn't necessarily have to be an old man!"
Xu Dalong sneered and clamored, "I don't care if you're Little Chen or Old Chen, that's not important. What's important is, do you know who I am?"
Old Chen said dismissively, "I can't tell!"
Seeing that this kid didn't know what was good for him, Xu Dalong roared viciously at him, "We're from the Dongxing Fertilizer Factory!"
Now Old Chen understood.
Xu Dalong continued to demand, "You don't know the rules! How dare you sell fertilizer produced by other manufacturers without permission! According to the regulations, the fertilizer is confiscated! We'll hold off on the fine for now, depending on your future performance!" As he spoke, Xu Dalong directed the dozen or so shifty-looking guys to move the fertilizer.
As soon as Old Chen saw this group of people about to move his fertilizer away, he couldn't take it anymore. He was a reckless man; he had just been chopping wood in the backyard when he suddenly saw a group of people arrive and try to seize his fertilizer. In his desperation, he slammed the machete in his hand onto the counter and shouted sternly, "I'd like to see which one of you dares to touch my fertilizer! I'll let him have a white blade go in and a red blade come out!"
"Holy crap!" Xu Dalong was startled by Old Chen's action and looked at him with some surprise. It seemed Old Chen wouldn't admit defeat easily. Xu Dalong said in a sarcastic tone, "You kid have some guts! But you're very unlucky; I'm not someone to be trifled with either, and the thing I fear least in this life is a knife!" After finishing, Xu Dalong also pointed the knife in his hand at Old Chen's face and said, "Kid, you have one, and I have one too! And I have more knives on my side than you do!" After he finished, the other dozen or so people present all raised their pig-slaughtering knives and pointed them at Old Chen's face!
End of Chapter
