There is no doubt that Dooling is a very serious person, because he works in the countryside. If he is not serious, Mr. kesma will never let him go, which also cultivates Dooling''s characteristics of being serious. It took only two days for these respectable upper class people who like to come to the tenell theatre to enjoy elegant art to recognize the car washer named Dooling.

    He can always wash every corner of every car very clean. Even if there are some hidden gaps, he will press in a sharpened wooden branch with a towel to clean the dirt. Unlike other car washers on the roadside, he licked his face and put the cost of car washing into his pocket.

    Du Lin, who had a certain reputation in only two days, was very happy. His plan took another step here. He even began to plan to work for a period of time. After that, he absorbed other roadside car washers with poor business and worked for him. Before long, he can rent a facade on the roadside for car beauty.

    He learned the word "car beauty" from his dream. It is not only as simple as washing the car, but also includes certain maintenance and modification. He doesn''t know anything about this, but someone in tenell will. All he needs is to invite those people to become his employees.

    However, it is a pity that the "car washing kingdom" in Dooling''s dream was just the first step, and it was broken.

    "It''s this guy. He doesn''t obey the rules and has been robbing our guests!" a slightly dark, thin car washer with a duck tongue hat stood next to a group of people and pointed at Turin who was washing the car by the side of the road.

    In this city, there are some aspects that ordinary people don''t know very well. We can call them the dark side, or we can call these people and their world as the underground world. There are many gangs, not only in Tenar City, but also in more distant and prosperous imperial core and developed areas.

    Like a world with sunshine, there must be darkness that the sun can''t take into account. Everything has two sides. Yaoxing Empire, which just got rid of the civil war, licked the wounds left in the war and actively sought change. Any change enough to change people''s lives often means huge risks and huge benefits. The benefit of sunshine, and the benefit of darkness.

    These gangs do not exist to make the city more chaotic. It may be ridiculous to say that what they do looks more like police than police. They use force to maintain stability and order in their territory. They set up rules one after another, which people dare not exceed. It is they who make the city more peaceful and make the streets less bad people who are ready to get a vote and leave.

    They are like dark viruses, constantly devouring and infecting the light.

    Around the thin monkey like guy, there were four strong young people. The leader was wearing a red checked shirt with a blue background, a short jacket and a beige cap. He wanted to look like a face man, but the beating flesh on his face always made it difficult to believe his identity and status.

    At this time, he nodded and took off his cap. This street is his territory. Some people who know him in tenell call him mad dog Wesson. In his boasting, he once successfully killed 17 or 18 enemies in a gun battle in the street with a gun. People call him a mad dog because of his madness and cruelty. He likes this nickname very much.

    He took his three men to Turin. Turin was washing the car, and there were two cars to wash behind him. Just as he was about to put the towel back into the bucket for cleaning, a shiny brown leather shoe appeared in his sight and kicked over the bucket.

    Du Lin is still not sure what happened. He straightened up and looked at the four men around him with fierce eyes like evil spirits. He nodded his head inexplicably, "gentlemen?". He didn''t understand what these people wanted to do, but vaguely felt that he might be in big trouble.

    Wesen looked up and down defiantly at Turin, sneered at the half washed car, "have you paid the Anle fee?"

    Welfare fee?

    "What''s that?", Turin looked blankly. Although he felt that these people should be looking for trouble, the word Anle fee didn''t sound so frightening.

    Two years ago, welfare payments were not called welfare payments, but protection payments. It is a mandatory fee levied by local gangs on all operators in their own territory. Only after paying the protection fee can they operate normally and enjoy the protection of gangs. If you don''t pay, it will be miserable. Gang members will keep coming to find trouble, so that the business can''t continue.

    Later, because a poor nobleman with a baron title was unsuccessful in collecting protection fees, he was attacked by gangsters, seriously injured and hospitalized, which attracted the attention of the Empire. The gang behind this case is no longer an ordinary Gang, but a family with religious nature. After more than 170 days of trial, it finally wiped out the matter.

    But since then, the term protection fee has become a thing of the past. It is now called welfare fee. This word may be a little old-fashioned, but it can achieve a relatively perfect meaning.

    Weisen is also a little confused. The whole people of tenar city and the whole Yaoxing Empire know what it means. This boy doesn''t know?

    The next moment, he thought the other party was playing with himself. In a moment, he was hot-blooded and waved his fist out!

    If there is a dispute in the countryside, how should it be settled? There must be no police, not to mention judges, so in rural areas, fists have become the so-called fairness. Whoever has a big fist makes sense. Mr. kesma''s family also had disputes with others, such as the boundary stone that can be blown away by the wind. It is normal to fight in the countryside because of the ownership of the land.

    Mr. kesma''s family has very deep skills and is often the last winner.

    When Du Lin saw the other party''s fist coming, his upper body leaned back, narrowly avoided his fist and subconsciously gave him a punch.

    The punch was very tricky and heavy. It hit the opponent''s jaw hard from the lower right. Wesen''s head was immediately thrown up, the saliva in his mouth flew out along his slightly open lips, his eyes became a little confused, and his steps retreated a step back with a slight vanity.

    The passers-by and shopkeeper who were watching the situation here couldn''t help sighing in their hearts. The young man was really in trouble. These two days, the roadside shopkeepers have a very good impression of Du Lin. Every time he washes the car, he will wash the road with clean water, leaving no sewage and stains. Even if he borrowed water, he would give a penny. He never took water in vain. If anyone needs a hand, a hand, or something, Turin will help as long as he is free.

    What a nice guy, why don''t you get it!

    People like Wesen can only say soft words. Be careful. Coax him well to be safe. After all, he is a mad dog!

    "I''m sorry... It''s so easy, so..." Turin apologized and stepped back, with a little apology on his face. The other party didn''t hit him, but he hit the guy, and it seems that the guy doesn''t know why he can''t stand the fight. He''s not as good as his sister.

    After a while, Wesen came back. He felt his face burning. He was not beaten by the boy, but ashamed of other people''s eyes. He bit his teeth, pushed away the people holding him around, took out a long one foot knife from behind, raised it, and rushed at Turin, who had retreated several steps away.

    "Let me teach you what respect is!"