Seeing the nails scattered across the tires, Old Four turned off the flashlight, slowly stood up, and calmly said, "Someone deliberately placed these nails." He then instinctively gripped the gun at his waist and looked around cautiously.
Chu Yuxuan also became alert. He opened the rear car door and took out a gun, holding it in his hand.
The brothers took up strategic positions, standing back to back with one in front and the other behind, quietly observing their surroundings.
After waiting for a long time with no sign of activity, and only large trucks passing by, Chu Yuxuan relaxed a bit and said with a sigh, "It seems we've been a bit on edge because of the Tianji Society. Heh, it's probably just someone playing a prank who happened to run into us."
Old Four also relaxed slightly and asked, "Should we call for rescue?"
To be safe, Chu Yuxuan decided to have Old Three come to pick up the goods first. Once the goods were picked up, he would call for a tow truck.
Just then, a silver-gray Passat sped towards them and stopped right in front of the Hummer.
Chu Yuxuan put his phone away and decided to see who the newcomer was.
Old Four maintained his vigilant stance, keeping his hand at his waist.
Two young men, one fat and one thin, with a disreputable appearance, got out of the Passat. The fat man greeted Old Four with a grin, "Hey buddy, you've got a flat tire?"
The thin man said nothing, turning on his phone flashlight and crouching to examine the front tires of the Hummer.
Old Four was speechless and looked at Chu Yuxuan.
Chu Yuxuan sighed as well, realizing they were dealing with petty thieves who made a little extra money on the side.
In Mexico, Chu Yuxuan was used to this kind of situation. Whenever tires were punctured, junkies would soon arrive to change the tires, showing off their tools and offering to fix it for a thousand dollars per tire, all while maintaining a polite and smiling service.
Of course, Chu Yuxuan would also politely give them a few peanuts. But now, he didn't expect to encounter such customs in Jiangcheng. After all, he was driving a big Hummer; weren't these guys afraid of offending someone influential?
"It's late at night, and it's not convenient to call for a tow truck. Luckily, our repair shop is nearby. We can tow it there and take a look," the fat man said, still grinning.
Chu Yuxuan found it amusing that a notorious gang leader was now being robbed, but for now, the priority was to get the military equipment back and not to bicker with them. He planned to offer a small amount of money to settle the matter.
However, before he could get the money from the car, Old Four coldly refused, "No need, I'll change it myself."
The fat man's face darkened immediately. He said angrily, "Both tires are flat. Do you have that many spare tires? Besides, do you have a repair license? Who gave you permission to fix the car yourself? I warn you, this is a crucial route into the city. The road is narrow, and when it gets light, there will be more cars. If you obstruct traffic, the fine will be more than just the tire change cost!"
Old Four replied, "I don't need your concern."
The fat man snorted, "Let's not talk about that. Pay me 800 bucks first! I came here because I heard about the flat tires. Isn't this a reasonable service fee? You seem like wealthy people; you shouldn't let a good Samaritan go unrewarded!"
The thin man glared and showed his teeth, "Hurry up and pay the 800 bucks first. We can discuss the rest later! D*mn it, I want to see who dares to tow your car on this stretch of road!"
Seeing Old Four grip the cross around his neck, Chu Yuxuan quickly patted him and decided not to pay them. He smiled and said, "Alright, then just call your tow truck and help us with the repairs."
The fat man's expression finally softened. He looked at Old Four with a sarcastic tone, "You seem refined, yet so impolite. Why not learn from your friend here? He's impressive and open-minded, obviously someone who handles big matters!"
He then turned to Chu Yuxuan with a grin, "No wonder you drive a Hummer; people who handle big things are different!"
Chu Yuxuan smiled without revealing his thoughts, "You flatter me. Make sure to repair it well. I'll definitely reward you well tonight!"
The thin man grinned widely, looking at the big Hummer and then at the harmless Old Four and the sophisticated Chu Yuxuan. He thought they were probably wealthy second-generation heirs who could be easily intimidated. They would surely make a lot of money tonight.
Suddenly, the thin man felt that Chu Yuxuan looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before. But due to the darkness, he couldn't see clearly and didn't think much of it. Soon, the fat man called for a tow truck, and they towed the Hummer to a repair shop less than 500 meters away. This repair shop was an old house converted into a garage, located in a remote area, resembling a lowly bun shop in Cross-Slope.
As they arrived at the repair shop, Chu Yuxuan saw a semi-truck parked at the entrance with a person standing in front, seemingly blocking the truck from leaving. A few mechanics were yelling at the semi-truck driver, cursing him as if they were insulting the driver's ancestors, using foul and harsh language.
Chu Yuxuan frowned, unsure of what was happening. The fat man, swearing and cursing, ran towards the semi-truck, shouting at the driver, "The money hasn't been paid yet! Try leaving, I dare you!"
The driver leaned out of the truck window, looking frustrated, and said, "I've already paid! Please let me go. The consignee is about to sue me for the delay!"
"You want to leave?" the fat man threatened, "The relevant authorities have mediated, right? I won't accept 200,000, just 50,000. Not a penny less! You think you can get away? I'll sue you if you try! Don't test my patience. I'll make sure your whole family suffers!"
Seeing the aggressive behavior of the mechanics, Old Four's cross was nearly smoking from tension. He pretended to browse around casually and noticed that the repair shop had no surveillance cameras. He took a deep breath and, after returning to Chu Yuxuan, whispered, "This place is shady. It's expected. Businesses that engage in extortion don't install cameras."
The semi-truck driver was dragged off the truck, and several repair workers surrounded him. Although they didn't physically attack him, they were all ready to pounce, cursing loudly. The driver could only sit helplessly on the ground, wiping away his tears.
At that moment, a child's crying voice suddenly came from the semi-truck, "Daddy… Please don't scold my daddy…"
Chu Yuxuan looked towards the truck window and saw a three- or four-year-old boy, which made him clench his fists in anger.