Soon, the car stopped at Eldritch Vale Market.
At this time, the market was bustling with lots of vendors calling out, with crowds constantly weaving through.
"Boss, starting a fight in a busy market is a bit difficult!"
Aron Jackson sighed, unsure of what to do.
There were too many people.
Once a fight started, it would definitely alarm everyone.
"Disguise yourself and go collect protection money!"
Julius Reed said with a smile.
"Boss, stop joking. If I really went to collect protection money, I'd probably be the first one you'd beat to death!"
Aron Jackson looked utterly miserable.
He was a law-abiding citizen and seldom did anything outrageous.
"If I tell you to collect, you collect, and collect fiercely today! Let me tell you, start with the pork butcher! If they don't pay, just take the pork!"
Julius Reed pointed to the pork stall and said.
"What for? That pork butcher is...?"
Aron Jackson was completely puzzled.
"Just go and collect, don't worry about the rest."
