Chapter 9

During the photo session, because the naive customers didn't understand the foreign contraption of a camera, they were frightened by the sudden burst of thick smoke, leading to a series of comical and absurd situations, which need not be detailed.

Seeing Thirteen Aunt struggling to explain the principles of photography to the customers, occasionally spouting a few words of English, Lin Sha felt particularly annoyed.

Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer and took the initiative to help Thirteen Aunt out of the predicament.

"Sir, my name is Lin Sha, and my master is Huang Feihong from Baozhi Lin!"

At this point, he felt a bit depressed. Baozhi Lin was just a clinic specializing in treating bruises and injuries, how could it compare to the prestigious title of the chief coach of the Foshan town militia?

However, it must be said that the name of his master, Huang Feihong, was indeed very effective. The customers and their families, who had been frowning at Thirteen Aunt, immediately became extremely friendly and polite, even to Lin Sha, a young boy with a childish face.

He thought to himself that the invincible Huang Feihong was indeed not a false reputation, but he didn't want to accept their enthusiasm, so he humbly explained: "This camera is like looking in a mirror at home. The difference is that while a mirror can't retain a person's image, a camera can!"

Ignoring Thirteen Aunt's frequent eye signals, Lin Sha continued to explain to the stunned customers: "When the camera is in operation, a large amount of smoke will rise. This is a normal phenomenon, sir, there's no need to worry!"

After much effort, he managed to calm the frightened customers, pose for the photo, and agree on a time to collect the photos, thus bringing the photo session to a successful conclusion.

"Lin Sha, why did you use nonsense to deceive people?"

On the way back, Thirteen Aunt rode her bicycle slowly, her delicate and beautiful face slightly angry: "Your explanation doesn't conform to scientific principles..."

"Please, Thirteen Aunt!"

Lin Sha followed the two wooden bicycles at a leisurely pace, carrying the heavy camera stand on his shoulder. He rolled his eyes and said irritably: "I don't understand science!"

Seeing Thirteen Aunt nod thoughtfully, he smiled lightly and added: "I bet even in England, not many people understand the principles of the camera!"

"Who said that, ah..."

Thirteen Aunt's face turned serious, and she turned around to prepare to lecture, but suddenly the front of her bicycle hit something, the handlebars swerved, and she screamed as she fell to the side, her beautiful face about to meet the uneven cobblestone road.

"Ouch!"

"Be careful!"

A scream and Lin Sha's urgent warning sounded simultaneously. Lin Sha didn't care about the traffic rule violator lying in front of the bicycle. He took a lunge forward, and with his free left hand, he gently reached out and horizontally lifted Thirteen Aunt's plump and fragrant body, preventing a serious traffic accident.

At the same time, he extended his right foot and hooked it, easily stabilizing the wooden bicycle that was about to fall. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.

"Thirteen Aunt, are you okay?"

Although the sensation in his hands was quite pleasant, Lin Sha was not a lecher. The woman in his hands had an ambiguous relationship with his master, so he had no intention of touching her. He quickly helped the shaken Thirteen Aunt stand up and then let go, asking with concern.

"No, I'm fine!"

Thirteen Aunt shook her head in a panic. Before she could thank Lin Sha for his help, she was embraced by her foreign female companion, who was full of fear and spoke incomprehensible English.

Lin Sha shook his head and didn't pay attention to what the two foreign women were whispering. He gently pushed the bicycle upright with his right foot, then walked to the traffic rule violator lying on the ground, squatted down, and asked kindly: "Hey, friend, are you okay?"

"Ouch, do I look like I'm okay?"

The young man who had been knocked down by the bicycle was groaning in pain, dressed in short clothes and covered in dirt, looking like a laborer from the docks. However, his rude and foul-mouthed demeanor made him seem more like a street thug.

"Watch your mouth, friend!"

Lin Sha's face turned cold, and his gaze towards the young man was extremely unfriendly.

"Damn, you hit me and still act so arrogant. Let me tell you, I'm not someone to be messed with..."

The young man was extremely arrogant. While lying on the ground and groaning in pain, he continued to spew foul words. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his leg and let out a pig-like scream. It turned out that Lin Sha, annoyed by his foul language, lifted the front wheel of the bicycle and pressed it down hard on the man's leg.

"What's going on, what's going on, what's wrong with Lin Sha?"

Such a shocking scream naturally attracted the attention of the two foreign women who were comforting each other nearby. Thirteen Aunt, like a bird startled by a bow, asked anxiously.

"Nothing, the guy who was hit just wanted to cause trouble. Thirteen Aunt, don't come over, I'll handle it!"

Lin Sha smiled lightly to reassure Thirteen Aunt, then eased the pressure on his hand. Ignoring the surprised and fearful looks of the surrounding passersby and vendors, he asked with a light laugh: "How about it, do you know to watch your mouth now?"

"You're a tough guy..."

Realizing that Lin Sha was not someone to be trifled with, the young man lying on the ground gave up the idea of continuing to cause trouble. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and slowly got up, his eyes full of hatred.

"What, not convinced?"

Lin Sha's eyes turned cold, and he lifted the bicycle again, ready to charge. The young man, frightened, hurriedly retreated and then snorted: "I saw clearly that you suddenly crossed the street and got hit by the bicycle. How do you want to resolve this?"

"Hmph, no matter what, I was hit by the bicycle!"

Hearing that Lin Sha wanted to resolve the matter privately, the young man's eyes lit up, and his thug demeanor returned. He walked a few steps forward and extended two fingers, saying smugly: "Twenty taels of silver, as compensation for the injuries from the bicycle. Without twenty taels, this matter won't be settled easily!"

"Just you?"

Lin Sha was annoyed. He lifted the bicycle a few more centimeters, his face full of undisguised mockery: "Twenty taels? Your life isn't worth twenty taels. You dare to demand so much, aren't you afraid of choking to death?"

"Don't be so arrogant, kid!"

The young man's face changed rapidly, clearly angered by Lin Sha's contemptuous attitude. His eyes blazed with fury as he said: "Old, my life may not be worth much, but the lives of the Shahe Gang members aren't for you to decide!"

"Shahe Gang?"

Lin Sha's eyes narrowed, not expecting the young thug to be a member of the notorious Shahe Gang.

"What, are you scared, kid?"

Seeing Lin Sha's expression change, the young man thought he was intimidated by the name of the Shahe Gang and immediately laughed arrogantly: "If you know what's good for you, hand over the silver to settle the matter. Otherwise, the Shahe Gang members will come to your door, and it won't be just twenty taels to settle the matter!"