That slap was like a hammer; he couldn't endure it at all. Now blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his teeth on both sides must have been loosened.
Upon his shout, his minions hurried up a bit, one by one they knelt in front of Li Fei, hugging their heads and pulling at their ears like quails.
Li Fei nodded and said, "That's more like it," then placed his hand on Brother Biao's head, causing Brother Biao to jump in fear and shudder.
Li Fei continued, "What 'management fee' are you collecting? Which department is it from?"
With his head bowed, Brother Biao stuttered without making sense. Li Fei snorted disdainfully, "What management fee? It's just extortion, isn't it?"
Brother Biao didn't speak. Li Fei, annoyed, tugged at his ear and demanded, "How long have you been collecting from Ah Xiang's barbecue shop? How much money have you taken? Calculate it clearly for me."