Chapter 1676: Meeting a Noble Person

She cut five or six pieces in a row, and they were all high-end goods; after finishing, she slammed the scissors down heavily onto the table.

"Finished cutting?" Chen Yu glanced at her, his expression as if he were looking at a fool.

"If you don't refund it, I'll continue." The old woman raised her head and snorted coldly, her face full of defiance.

"Xin'er, go calculate the losses; today we've met a noble person." Chen Yu smiled. "This..." Xin'er was slightly stunned, not quite understanding what Chen Yu meant.

It wasn't as if people hadn't caused trouble in her shop before, but after the trouble was over, she had to bear the consequences alone because she was an outsider and had no one to back her up; when she encountered trouble, she could only endure it silently.

So when Chen Yu asked her to calculate the losses, she was slightly stunned, not quite understanding what Chen Yu meant by his words.

"How many things did she destroy of yours? Calculate them all now, count every single piece, and make her pay. If she is short even a penny today, I will make her face bloom." Chen Yu said coldly.

"Who do you think you are? Heh, I'll cut whatever I want to cut here, and smash whatever I want to smash. Let's see who dares to manage me." The woman put her hands on her hips and shrieked aggressively.

"However much the loss is, that is how much you will pay. If one piece is missing today, I will have you spending the rest of your life in a wheelchair." Chen Yu raised his head and stared coldly at the old woman.

The killing intent surged from his eyes, making the old woman shiver uncontrollably.

After all, Chen Yu was a Dharma Cultivator; the mere bit of killing intent he displayed was enough to make this old woman terrified.

"Xin'er, go calculate the losses." Chen Yu looked at Xin'er.

"Okay." Xin'er gritted her teeth, picked up the calculator, and began to calculate the day's losses.

The materials for the qipaos in her shop were divided into different grades, but this woman really had a good eye just now; she specifically picked the expensive ones to cut. Counting the fine silk and everything else, it totaled over 200,000 Origin.

"Brother Chen, these are my current losses. This is just the cost of the materials, not including the labor costs." Xin'er picked up the bill to show Chen Yu.

"Include the labor, don't worry, calculate it on the high side." Chen Yu smiled slightly: "Today I am backing you up, and you must beat the fear into a person like this, otherwise she will continue to find trouble for you in the future."

"Okay, I'll calculate the labor too." Xin'er hesitated for a moment, then nodded heavily, picked up the calculator, and began to calculate with both hands.

Adding everything up, with all losses maximized, it was 300,000 Origin.

"Brother Chen, this is my loss." Xin'er picked up the bill and handed it to Chen Yu.

Her form of address had also changed, because Chen Yu was the first person to back her up, so she was very grateful to Chen Yu, and the change in address followed.

"Good, 300,000." Chen Yu nodded slightly and handed the bill into the woman's hand: "Take a look. If there is anything you don't understand or have questions about, ask me, and I will tell you."

"Bastard, you bastards." The woman was furious. She didn't even look at the bill, reached out, and tore the bill in Chen Yu's hand to shreds. As she tore it, she cursed: "You pigs, you still want me to pay? Don't even think about it, don't even think about it."

"You don't intend to pay?" Chen Yu glanced at the woman.

"Don't you even think about it, you pig, I..."

The woman pointed at Chen Yu and cursed loudly, but Chen Yu no longer intended to indulge her. He grabbed the old woman's finger and twisted it slightly—Crack!

The fat woman's gaze stalled for a moment, followed by a piercing pain radiating from her finger. She let out a hysterical scream and then stumbled backward; one of her fingers was already deformed.

"Ah, my hand, bastard... ah..." The screams came in waves, making the onlookers around them involuntarily step back a few paces, subconsciously wanting to cover their ears.

Because the woman's voice was simply too loud, this shrill screaming made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Are you paying or not?" Chen Yu glanced at the woman, his eyes full of indifference.

"Bastard..."

Slap... Responding to the woman was a heavy slap from Chen Yu. With a loud *slap*, the old woman was sent flying out the door by Chen Yu, and she fell to the ground with a thud.

The onlookers cleared a path, looking at the fat woman; some were gloating, others were silently cursing her for getting what she deserved.

Because this old woman was a local resident around Chinatown and often caused trouble in Chinatown.

There were not a few merchants in the vicinity who had suffered at her hands, so now that they saw her being pressed to the ground and rubbed, no one sympathized with her.

"You bastard, I..." The woman climbed up and started cursing again, but the response to her was another heavy slap.

"Brother Chen, go easy, don't beat her into a problem." Xin'er hurriedly stepped forward to stop Chen Yu, fearing that Chen Yu would be too heavy-handed.

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion. I'm still waiting for her to pay for your losses; if I beat her to death, who do I go to?" Chen Yu smiled slightly and comforted Xin'er: "Leave this matter to me, it's fine."

Seeing Chen Yu so calm, Xin'er felt slightly relieved. She nodded, stepped aside, and stopped talking.

"Call the police, help me call the police, I want to have this bastard arrested." The woman cried while screaming shrilly.

But there was a commotion among the people around, and no one paid any attention to her.

Just kidding, this is Chinatown; it's full of Chinese people, who would listen to this woman's words?

Just then, a whistle sounded, and a team of people wearing security uniforms rushed over. The leader pushed through the crowd: "What's going on? Don't gather, everyone disperse."

Chen Yu turned his head to look; this was the Patrol Team, which would also be the ones replacing the local police in the future. Chen Yu also recognized the person in the lead; he was one of Qishu's men.

"Mr. Chen, it's you." The Patrol Team leader couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw Chen Yu, and immediately saluted.

"Yes, a small conflict arose, I can handle it myself." Chen Yu smiled slightly.

"Alright, I understand, team, fall back." The captain listened to Chen Yu's words and didn't say a single extra word. He turned around, waved his hand, and called the patrolling people away.

"You bastards, you are shielding, condoning, I am going to report you." The fat woman screamed shrilly on the ground.

"Suit yourself. Didn't your Detectives used to shield you like this too?" The Patrol Team leader didn't take this woman seriously at all. After all, this place was now autonomous, and those previous Detectives could no longer oppress their compatriots here.

"What, your brother still isn't coming?" Chen Yu leaned closer to the woman and smiled slightly: "I'll give you another half hour. If he doesn't come, I'm going to start hitting."

"You just wait, my brother is already on his way." The woman screamed hysterically. She climbed up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth; touching the painful spot, she couldn't help but cry again.