Chapter 1257 - 1257: Old Ma Loves to Make Trouble

After some haggling, both sides finally agreed on a fifty-fifty split.

It was just as Xiao Feng had predicted down to the smallest detail; Hua Ling's character was the type that would never accept a loss.

If it weren't for the earlier proposals of "ninety-ten" and "eighty-nine to eleven," even a fifty-fifty split might not satisfy the "little witch."

"Are you satisfied now?" Xiao Feng said, sounding quite frustrated.

"Hmm... it's alright, I guess."

"Then stop dawdling and lead the way!"

Hua Ling was in high spirits and didn't mind Xiao Feng's tone. As they walked, she said, "By the way, we only talked about the fifty-fifty split, but didn't say how much money we could actually split."

"Who can say for sure? Let's just take whatever we can get."

"Just give me an estimate or a minimum amount."

"As a minimum..." Xiao Feng pretended to think seriously and said, "How about ten or eight bucks?"

"Only ten or eight thousand?" Hua Ling said discontentedly, "I thought... wait a minute!

How much did you say the minimum would be?"

"Ten or eight bucks," Xiao Feng declared confidently. "Don't worry, if it doesn't reach that amount, I'll cover it out of my own pocket."

Hua Ling sneered, "I don't believe you'd go to this much trouble just to earn ten or eight bucks. Anyway, we're splitting it half and half, you can't fool me!"

Xiao Feng shook his head, put away the joking attitude, and asked, "How much further is it?"

"The address is Building Three, Unit Two, Room 101," Hua Ling replied offhandedly, "It should be just ahead."

However, before reaching Building Three, they heard a commotion as if someone was arguing.

"Should we go take a look?" Hua Ling asked with a face full of interest.

Xiao Feng remained expressionless, "Don't forget why we're here."

"Oh," Hua Ling's face showed a hint of disappointment, as if regretting missing out on the excitement.

Not long after, the two arrived near where the crowd was gathered, and the noisy sounds became clearer.

"Old man, I've never seen someone like you fishing for compensation!"

"Yeah, it's truly immoral!"

"Old Ma, come on, we're all this old, don't make a fool of yourself, alright?"

Seeing Hua Ling subconsciously changing direction towards the crowd,

Xiao Feng immediately stepped forward, corrected the course, and headed straight for Building Three.

Then, at that moment, a familiar voice came through.

"Me, fishing for compensation? Isn't it because you hit me that I fell?"

"Hmm?"

Xiao Feng paused, looking at Hua Ling.

Hua Ling seemed surprised, "That sounds like the big leader's voice!"

"Let's go take a look," Xiao Feng had to say.

The two squeezed through the crowd and indeed saw Ma Yuliang lying on the ground, clutching a young man's ankle with one hand, in an oddly... alluring pose...

Ma Yuliang said, "You two young people have no sense of morality, ambushing me, an eighty-three-year-old veteran, is that appropriate?"

"Who the heck ambushed you?" one of the young men immediately flared up.

Among the onlookers, an aunt carrying a vegetable basket said, "Oh dear, what's going on here?"

Another young man, his face full of anger, said, "We were jogging in the community, and this old man suddenly stopped us.

He said he's proficient in Tai Chi and that in his youth, he traveled throughout Europe, undefeated by a 200-pound English strongman, and offered to teach us for free.

We thought, since we had nothing better to do, we might as well practice with him.

Then he told us to hit him together with our fists, and whoever could land a blow on him, even just brushing his clothes, would get ten thousand dollars.

So we just gave him a light touch, and he immediately fell to the ground, claiming we ambushed him without any honor."

The aunt with the vegetable basket looked at Ma Yuliang, "Old Ma, are you acting up again?

You only feel good when people curse you; I can't figure out what you were in your past life!"

"I don't care, anyway these two young men broke my bones, and I won't get up for anything less than thirty thousand!" Ma Yuliang squinted and smiled, looking as annoying as possible.

The surrounding crowd remained relatively rational, not breaking into curses, and many even tried to explain for Ma Yuliang.

"Old Ma is a pitiful man, no children, no spouse, all alone.

Being alone for so long can lead to mental problems, he's not really trying to scam money."

Someone who was unaware of the situation puzzledly asked, "He said he won't get up for less than thirty thousand, isn't that trying to scam money?"

"Sigh... even if those two young men offered thirty thousand, he wouldn't take it, he'd just demand more."

"Isn't that being greedy?"

"On the surface, yes, but he's actually just... just looking to be ridiculed."

"Looking to be ridiculed?!" the uninformed bystanders immediately showed extremely interesting expressions.

Xiao Feng listened to the crowd's discussions, and his mouth twitched incessantly.

Having this old man as a neighbor, it's certainly never lonely.

Hua Ling sighed, clutching her forehead, as if feeling it was very embarrassing.

At this moment, the shorter young man, in a tone almost on the brink of collapse, said, "Master Ma, please let us go, we surrender, isn't that enough?"

While the taller young man, in a loud angry voice, said, "Ignore him, I'll call the police now, we have to drag this old bastard in!"

"Young man, what did you call me?" Ma Yuliang asked.

"Called you old bastard, so what?"

"Hahahaha, young man, keep talking if you're good at it."

"..." the young man was at a loss for words but was increasingly furious and took out his phone to call the police.

Xiao Feng, naturally not wanting to waste too much time, reached behind Hua Ling and with a forceful push, sent her forward.

Hua Ling, caught off guard, nearly tumbled to the ground, turned around, and glared at Xiao Feng, "Why did you push me?"

"Little Hua Ling?"

Ma Yuliang, lying on the ground, suddenly sat up, released the young men's ankles, stood up, dusted off his cotton robe, turned to the two young men in front of him, and said:

"I hope you young people will behave well and think over this calmly, leaving no room for today's petty tricks."

The tall young man was instantly infuriated but was stopped by his companion, who dragged him away.

"Hahahaha, girl, you still know how to come to see this old fellow; it wasn't in vain that I guided you!" Ma Yuliang laughed loudly, dusting the dirt off his behind as he said:

"Alright, everyone disperse, it's nothing, I have to go home and cook."

The onlookers left speechless, but most were already accustomed to such scenes and left in small groups.

"Hey, why aren't you leaving?" Ma Yuliang pointed at Xiao Feng, who was still standing there, and grumbled, "Are you thinking of ambushing this eighty-three-year-old veteran too?"

"Big leader, this is my friend," Hua Ling explained from the side.

"Friend?" Ma Yuliang gave Xiao Feng another look over and asked, "A friend with benefits?"

Hua Ling and Xiao Feng were both stunned; the wild comment came out without a filter, wasn't he afraid of getting beaten up!