Sitting at the table were still the same group from that night. Baldy was seated at the innermost spot, and the rest of the underlings crowded around a single table, looking a bit cramped. They were all talking, while their leader Baldy remained silent, listening to their speeches.
One of the underlings downed a glass of liquor in one gulp and said with extreme dissatisfaction, "Boss, the Axe Gang is pressing us so hard. Every month, we can only collect so little money. If we really have to pay them every month, and not paying means we can't continue, I can't swallow this anger."
Another underling, hearing this, also expressed dissatisfaction, "Yeah, I can't swallow this either. Sanyuan Street has always been our territory. Why should we pay them just because they show up? What gives them the right? Just because they've been growing fast lately?"
