"Don't you slander me. I, a certain Xia, am a law-abiding good citizen. The price of this electric bike is indeed eleven Yuan. This bike is a limited edition produced by Tesla this year, with only ten in the world!"

"You just said you thought it was very light, right? The reason it's so light is that over ninety percent of the vehicle is made of carbon fiber.

"As for its other performance aspects, you can search online to learn more. If you really don't believe me, you can call the police, and a professional will come to inspect it."

On hearing this, the curly-haired man was slightly taken aback. He knew about carbon fiber; many supercars used it to reduce weight. In fact, even slightly cheaper supercars didn't use much of it, as the production cost was very high. And now someone was telling him that this ordinary-looking electric bike was over ninety percent carbon fiber! His first reaction was disbelief.

At this moment, another young man who had come with him stepped forward and whispered in his ear. "He's telling the truth. Tesla really did release an electric bike like that. I sneaked a closer look just now, and there is indeed a Tesla logo on the front. Judging from his description and the bike's details, he probably isn't lying. That means this bike is genuinely worth eleven Yuan!"

Upon hearing this, the curly-haired man was dumbstruck.

No way, there's really an electric bike worth eleven Yuan? Have the makers gone mad, or has the buyer gone mad?

Although he was still unwilling to believe it, he had a gut feeling. The young man who had just whispered to him was a Tesla fanatic, and he spoke with such certainty. Looking at the composed and confident man before him, the curly-haired man knew he had probably just smashed an electric bike worth eleven Yuan.

Indeed, as Xia Liang had said, the simplest and most authoritative way to be sure was to call the police. But they had just been in a brawl! They'd be lucky if the Protectors didn't come looking for them, let alone calling the police themselves. You'd have to be crazy or brainless to do that.

Once he accepted this fact, the curly-haired man began to panic. He really couldn't afford to pay eleven Yuan! He was no rich kid; his family could only be considered modestly well-off. He'd started a business in college and gotten lucky, making a little money, which was how he'd bought that Mercedes GLC not long ago. But because he'd bought the car, he only had a few cents left in his savings. He couldn't afford eleven Yuan, not even if the price were a tenth of that!

Xia Liang continued to ask with a smile, "So, can you afford it?"

The man with curly hair hung his head and remained silent. He bit his lip, and just as he was about to admit he couldn't pay, an idea flashed through his mind. He abruptly looked up at Xia Liang and said, "Wait a minute! Just because I smashed your bike doesn't mean I have to pay for the whole thing! It's just damaged, not totaled! I only need to pay for the repairs!"

"Ah, I didn't expect a dimwit like you to actually figure that out!"

Seeing Xia Liang's surprised expression, the curly-haired man felt his intelligence had been gravely insulted.

What do you mean by that!? What do you mean you didn't expect me to figure it out!? How stupid do you think I am!? Stop insulting me!!! What, you think you can do whatever you want just because you can fight? Does being strong give you the right to do anything? I'm telling you... okay, yeah, being strong does let you do whatever you want!

Remembering how Xia Liang had single-handedly taken down their entire group just moments ago, the curly-haired man took a deep breath, telling himself to stay calm. Anyway, at least this was better than before.

"Since you've finally caught on, let's calculate the damages properly. The main damage includes, first, both rearview mirrors are completely destroyed, shattered into bits of glass. Second, the handlebars are somewhat damaged. Third, the original factory paint has large areas of abrasion. All in all, that comes out to about Three Cent. Well, you drive a Mercedes GLC. You should be able to afford that, right?"

"..."

I take back what I just thought. The current situation is in no way different from before! Because even if the price dropped from eleven Yuan to Three Cent, I still can't afford it!

The curly-haired man's mouth twitched. He was at a loss for words and could only lower his head again into a deep silence.

Seeing this, Xia Liang raised his eyebrows slightly. "No way, you can't even afford Three Cent? I'm seriously starting to wonder if your girlfriend gave you that Mercedes GLC for her sixtieth birthday."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you're so young. Take some advice from an older brother: don't ruin your body like that! All those 'sugar mommy' toys... they're really bad for your health!"

Hearing this, the curly-haired man flushed with anger and was about to retort. However, before he could speak, Xia Liang changed his tone and continued.

"Ah, but that doesn't add up. If a rich lady had really taken a liking to you, you wouldn't be unable to afford even that Three Cent. Plus, look at you, so pale and unsteady on your feet. And judging by what those hands of yours have been through, I'm guessing a rich lady wouldn't be interested! Geez, don't tell me you bought it on loan? I've heard about those campus loans, but can guys get them too?"

Xia Liang's string of words felt like needles piercing the curly-haired man's ears and stabbing him straight in the heart. Amid his fury, he felt an unexpected twinge of grievance.

Insulting me once is one thing, but why do you have to keep doing it? It's like you're stomping my dignity into the ground, picking it up to blow off the dust, then throwing it down to stomp on it again, harder each time!

The curly-haired man looked at the Mercedes GLC keys in his hand and began to question himself.

So, if I'm this broke, why did I buy it?

At that moment, he was completely lost.

After a long while, the curly-haired man recovered. He looked up at Xia Liang with a despondent gaze, having seemingly accepted reality, and asked weakly, "I can't pay. What do you want me to do?"

Looking at his state, Xia Liang thought for a moment and pointed to the stall behind him. "Simple. Work off your debt! Starting today, you'll be a waiter at this barbecue stall. The owner will tell you what to do. You'll work for two semesters, and after that, we'll call the Three Cent debt settled. How about it?"

After a moment of silence, the curly-haired man reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Xia Liang immediately picked up a broom and handed it to him. "In that case, get to work. Clean up this whole area. And the rest of you, come help out. As for the damaged tables and chairs, you'll pay for them at cost!"

With that, Xia Liang cracked his neck, tilted his head, and looked at them. "No one objects, right?"

At his words, the entire group shook their heads in perfect, rehearsed unison, their will to survive practically maxed out.

Satisfied, Xia Liang nodded and turned back toward Ling Ji.

Watching him return, Ling Ji couldn't help but blurt out, "You're so intense!"

??? What kind of suggestive remark is that?

Xia Liang gave her a strange look. "If you don't mind, I'd rather you said that to me in bed, not at a barbecue stall!"

Hearing this, Ling Ji froze for a second before her face turned beet red. "Pah! What nonsense! That's not what I meant!"

"Mmm-hmm, I get it, I get it."

After such an ordeal, neither of them had the appetite to eat anymore. They chatted for a few more moments and prepared to leave.

It's worth mentioning that, despite being smashed to the ground, the electric bike actually wasn't seriously damaged.

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