Blenhal Street is adjacent to New York University and is the most prosperous place in Queens. It is also directly adjacent to the Hudson River. It can be said to be a transportation hub where people from all over the world come and go frequently.

In particular, this street is also known as "Little Chinatown". Naturally, a large number of Chinese have gathered here. According to statistics from the New York Immigration Bureau, there are no less than 100,000 Chinese living nearby.

Here, Chinese beggars, even black and white beggars, are rampant, which makes the Chinese vendors and shop operators in Little China Street miserable.

Li Ling also heard from Ye Na that there were groups of beggars here every now and then, going from stall to door to beg, and the streets were full of public outrage.

How can ordinary street vendors and small stores, who run small businesses honestly, withstand their rather "grabbing"-like begging?

There are three or two beggars surrounding your stall, blocking your business, so the vendors have to pay some attention and rush away.

However, the river embankment path in Little Chinatown where Yena Pediatric Clinic is located has escaped this disaster.

Because there are no scattered vendors except for two or three jewelry shops on the river embankment path, Ye Na's clinic is relatively isolated, and there are very few beggars who come to harass her.

But the grand "Wangjiang Tower" like Yang Xu's was deeply affected by it, and Li Ling had just helped him set up a Feng Shui trap to drive away the beggars.

It's okay to open a big hotel, after all, people are not short of money. But it's not easy to set up a small stall to do business. They are chased away by uniformed men and bullied by beggars. Many vendors can't swallow this.

But even though the vendors were filled with indignation against these evil beggars, they were helpless and no one dared to take any action.

A few months ago, a street vendor slapped a young beggar in the face. When closing the stall at night, several beggars chopped the vendor into pieces with machetes.

At that time, someone also saw several beggars finally getting into a car.

It is obvious that the streets are full of beggars running rampantly through the city, making it impossible not to think that there are black and white forces behind them.

"If you scold someone, you have to apologize and pay for it!"

"Hurry up and pay us! If you don't pay, you can stop setting up a stall in this little Chinatown..."

Looking at the arrogant young villains in front of him, Li Ling shook his head repeatedly.

They are only thirteen and five years old. If they are a good person and have a good family, they are still in junior high school at this age, right? But these teenagers in front of them have embarked on this sad, neither black nor white path.

"Alas! Poor people must be hateful..." Li Ling sighed softly, stood up immediately, looked at the eight little beggars, and said calmly:

"I'll count to five, little brothers, either you can disperse on your own; or you can call your beggar to come and ask for money from me. Otherwise, not only will you not get the money today, but you will also suffer. I

Start counting, one!"

"Fuck you, give me money!"

"two!"

"You won't be able to walk out of this street today without losing money!"

"three!"

"Give each person one hundred yuan! Let's leave!"

"Four!"

"..." The eight little beggars looked at each other for a while.

Finally, an older beggar took action. He picked up a stone the size of an egg and threw it hard on Li Ling's car: "You scolded the next door neighbor, hurry up and pay!"

"Five!" Li Ling shouted here, and Ye Na shouted: "Li Ling, should I make the call for you, or should you just give them some money?"

She has seen Li Ling's methods and skills, so she will not worry about Li Ling's safety. However, these beggars are not easy to mess with. They should not be messed with.

Even the Ye family doesn't want to be entangled with a bunch of beggars, so it's better to spend some money to get rid of it.

"Yes, little brother, please don't make things too big. Give each person one hundred to save money and eliminate disasters!"

"A few days ago, a drug seller in Little Chinatown was chopped into pieces by these people..."

Some other vendors also offered advice.

Li Ling shook his head, sneered, his thoughts stirred, and he muttered words, "...hurry up like a law! Hurry!"

Just listen to the turbulence of air around you - "Wow!"

"Pap-pap-pap!"

Suddenly, he saw eight young beggars slapping him in the face!

In order and in step, the bows are drawn left and right, making a crisp sound!

He was really willing to slap himself, and with one slap, there was a red mark on his face!

After being slapped in the face for a while, the faces of several beggars turned red and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Everyone nearby was surprised for no reason at first, and then started making noises:

"How could you slap yourself!"

"Is this an evil encounter or a ghost?"

"Hitting yourself is a disease and needs to be cured!"

Naturally, some people shouted "Well done".

Li Ling looked at the time, looked at the oldest little beggar, and after a moment of contemplation, he muttered: "Take it!"

The beggar stopped instantly, his face was black and blue, he glanced at Li Ling as if he saw an evil ghost, and ran away.

The other seven young beggars were still slapping themselves.

"Hit! Hit hard!"

"Kill yourself to death, you are a bunch of little hooligans and little beggars!"

All the vendors are still cheering.

"Li Ling, what's going on?" Ye Na came back to her senses and looked at Li Ling with unreasonable horror, "Is this also your spell? It's so powerful!"

"They are slapping themselves in the face, let's just watch the fun." Li Ling smiled.

Just then, a car horn sounded -

"Beep beep beep!"

A black Cadillac parked aside, and four men stepped out.

Three young men in their twenties, wearing black vests, with dense tattoos on their arms and necks, were exactly the same as Yang Xu's group of men.

The last person to get off the bus was a man about forty years old, with a distinguished appearance and impressive appearance.

Not long after, the little beggar who had just run away came out again, pointed at Li Ling, and said mournfully to the middle-aged man: "Uncle Bin, you are that bastard!"

"Mr. Li, I've admired him for a long time, right?" The middle-aged man stepped forward and gave Li Ling a fist.

"You are training these kids, right?" Li Ling refused to compliment him and leaned leisurely on his car, folding his arms and looking at the visitors.

"You are a beggar. You drive a luxury car and come to me to beg for money, right? These little beggars of yours are offering a hundred dollars. How much do you offer?"

"Haha, it seems we don't know each other anymore if we don't fight. Anyway, please ask Mr. Li to stop these kids first." The man clenched his fist at Li Ling again.

"Look at how swollen their faces are. They are still children after all. They may have offended me, so please forgive me."

Li Ling looked at the middle-aged man's forehead, chanted again, waved his hand to the beggars and said, "Go!"
Chapter completed!