Chapter 125: 3 Years to Start

So he didn’t care at all if the other guy had a weapon. Even when the man pulled out a knife, he remained completely unfazed.

What he didn’t expect was that after pulling out the knife, the guy would actually hand it to him, still folded.

"If you really want it that bad, take it for three hundred!" Yellow Hair, who sported a head of bleached hair, said to Chen Mo with a look of resignation.

Hearing this, Chen Mo was stunned for a moment before he understood. ’So, he misunderstood me.’

Still, he casually took the knife from the other’s hand.

Although he was confident he could handle these punks even if they had knives, there were other people behind him. It would be bad if someone accidentally got hurt.

Fewer weapons meant fewer problems.

After taking the knife, he looked at the man and smiled. "I think you’ve misunderstood something."

"What do you mean?" The man looked confused.

"I didn’t stop you because of this knife. It’s because of..."

Chen Mo took a step aside, revealing Lin Yu’an.

"Remember him?"

As soon as Chen Mo said this, Lin Yu’an immediately remembered.

’Aren’t these the three guys who robbed me last Friday night?’

But because of these three, he had gained Chen Mo’s care and attention that day. The joy he felt from that had already surpassed the distress of being robbed.

So he didn’t really feel any hatred toward them anymore.

In fact, he had long since forgotten about them. If not for Chen Mo’s reminder and a closer look, he wouldn’t have even recognized the three.

At this, Yellow Hair and his two cronies looked at Lin Yu’an.

They looked completely clueless.

After all, he was just some random person they had mugged on the street, and in the dim light of a stormy night, no less. How could they possibly remember who Lin Yu’an was?

It was safe to say that none of the three remembered him.

"Last Friday night. Still doesn’t ring a bell?"

After Chen Mo reminded them of the time again, it finally clicked for the three of them.

"What do you want?" Now understanding, the leader, Yellow Hair, frowned at Chen Mo.

"It’s simple. Apologize and compensate him. You broke his backpack, pencil case, clothes, and umbrella that day. You’ll pay for all of it at full price." Chen Mo remembered the events of that night crystal clear.

’If I’m going to collect a debt, I might as well be thorough about it.’

"Old Luo." Hearing Chen Mo’s demands, the two guys next to him instantly scowled.

As for the other punks with them, they had no idea what was going on and were just enjoying the show.

Yellow Hair saw his other buddies looking at him in surprise.

He instantly felt like he’d lost face.

If they were somewhere private where no one knew them, he might have tried to act tough with Chen Mo to save face.

But right now, their boss was in a private room not far away. If a conflict broke out here, the news would reach him quickly.

When the boss came out, he’d have to bow his head whether he wanted to or not.

Since he’d have to back down either way, why bother getting chewed out by the boss and lowering his own standing in the boss’s eyes?

It just wasn’t worth it.

He was a pragmatic guy. He looked at Chen Mo and said, "Fine. How much for the stuff?"

Chen Mo estimated for a moment and said, "Five hundred."

Hearing the number Chen Mo quoted, Lin Yu’an was startled. "It wasn’t that much," he whispered.

"The extra is for emotional distress and medical fees," Chen Mo said with a smile, patting Lin Yu’an’s shoulder.

At this point, Lin Yuxi, who was standing to the side, was starting to piece things together.

’Looks like these three guys bullied my brother.’

Instantly, he shot a hateful glare at the three of them.

But when he looked at Chen Mo, his eyes were full of admiration.

’Brother Mo is amazing! Not only does he help my brother stand up to bullies, he can even make bad guys apologize!’

Other kids might have all sorts of superheroes in their hearts.

Those who have watched *Journey to the West* and its sequels might think Sun Wukong is a hero.

Those who have watched the TV series *The Lotus Lantern* might think Yang Jian, who was willing to sacrifice himself, is a hero.

Those who like foreign superhero movies might think Iron Man, Spider-Man, or Superman are heroes.

But in Lin Yuxi’s heart, the real superhero was Brother Mo.

Hearing Chen Mo demand such a large sum of money, Yellow Hair’s expression turned noticeably sour.

They only went out robbing people because they were broke. Demanding five hundred at once was like asking for his life.

He said with a pained expression, "That’s too much. Can you lower it a bit?"

As he spoke, he secretly moved closer to Chen Mo and whispered, "If I had that much money, would we even need to be out robbing people? C’mon, bro, be realistic."

"The money is negotiable. But if you pay less, your apology will have to be more sincere. Originally, I was just going to have you apologize verbally. But if you can’t afford the money, then fine. Kneel, kowtow, and apologize. I’ll count each kowtow as a hundred bucks," Chen Mo said with a cold smile, looking at Yellow Hair.

When it came to retaliating against punks like this, there were only two ways to do it.

One was through their money, and the other was through their pride.

These little thugs could live without anything else, but money and face were the two things they valued most.

Hit them where it hurts.

Chen Mo was deliberately striking his most painful pressure point.

Since he’d made a mistake, he would have to choose which to sacrifice: his money or his pride!

Hearing Chen Mo’s words, Yellow Hair’s face grew even darker.

He would rather lose five hundred bucks than kneel and kowtow in front of so many people.

How could he keep his reputation after that?

How could he lead his underlings?

But suddenly, he thought of a compromise.

"How about just you and him? The three of us can apologize in a private room," he whispered, leaning in again.

"No. I’ve already given you the best possible options. Don’t push your luck. I don’t think you understand how serious the crime of robbery is. With this charge, it doesn’t matter if you stole ten thousand yuan or just one. As long as you robbed someone, it’s robbery.

"Do you need me to tell you what the minimum sentence for robbery is?"

Yellow Hair froze for a second when he heard this.

Chen Mo held up three fingers and smiled. "At least three years. Do you still think you’re in a position to bargain with me?"

After hearing this, Yellow Hair’s face was a mask of disbelief.

While he knew robbery wasn’t exactly a good thing, he truly believed that stopping a student and taking a bit of pocket money was no big deal.

He never, ever would have imagined the crime of robbery was so severe.

To think it was a minimum of three years regardless of how much money was stolen.

This time, he was genuinely scared. Still, he suspected Chen Mo was bluffing.

Chen Mo then took out his phone, typed a few things, and showed the search engine results for the relevant criminal law statutes to Yellow Hair.

At that moment, it was as if Yellow Hair’s entire soul had been sucked out of his body. He was paralyzed with fear.

’Three years! That’s three whole years!’ Right then, he couldn’t care less about five hundred bucks or his pride.

As long as he didn’t have to go to jail, nothing else mattered.