"There are countless Buddha statues here, and we can overlook your affront, but a slight punishment is necessary. Hand me the items on your wrist as compensation." The Buddha statue leader eyed Tang Zheng as if he wanted to strip him bare. "Of course, there's no need to take the worthless trinkets inside, just give them all to me."
"What you're doing is not extortion, it's robbery!" Lu Fan couldn't hold back anymore, with a flip of his hand, he was holding the Pepper Grinder, ready to blast the leader away, but Tang Zheng was faster.
"All yours!" Tang Zheng grabbed a hundred-pound leather suitcase, gathered all his strength in his right arm, and squarely slammed it onto the Buddha statue leader's head.
The leader was momentarily hit like by a speeding truck, rolling out with a bloody face, his nose concaved.
