"Old rules, one person can only buy up to three," Feeney said as he greeted the customers, and he started to prepare the food while Skye was responsible for collecting money and delivering ingredients.
The Upper East Side of Manhattan was known for being the location of the wealthiest people in New York. The Stark Tower, which Feeney had seen before, was also in this area.
Despite selling Jin Ji fried chicken nuggets at a sky-high price of ten dollars, the buyers didn't even frown; many even wanted to buy more.
"Hey, Feeney, we've known each other for so long, give me two more," a man in his thirties, wearing a suit and leather shoes, said to Feeney with a smile while he watched him skillfully making chicken nugget rolls.
"Mr. Wright, you are a big boss, so you know integrity best," Feeney shrugged helplessly, then said, "And you see that there are only so many ingredients. If I take more, many people won't be able to buy them. If they get angry and smash my little shop, you'll never be able to eat them again." "Okay, okay, three is three. Go."
As the people in the queue glared at him, Mr. Wright smiled awkwardly, quickly paid the money, and sat down to enjoy the delicious chicken nugget roll.
After serving all the customers, it was already dark. Feeney re-hung the sign of 'open from time to time' at the door, then returned to the store to pack his things. Skye was happily counting the money, but Feeney playfully reminded her, "Don't be too happy. Remember, I can only take one-tenth of this part."
Skye's smile froze momentarily, and she turned into a pitiful and wronged look, pretending to wipe away tears that didn't exist. She said to Feeney, "I'm your sister, and I worked so hard for you. How can you have the heart to let me take only one-tenth!?"
"One-twentieth?" Feeney replied, pretending to be clueless.
"Hmph!" Skye's expression quickly returned to normal, and she continued counting the money cheerfully. Although Finny always said she would only give her one-tenth, he never hesitated to give her money when she needed it, so in reality, the money was not much different from being hers.
Seeing this, Feeney just smiled. After cleaning up the trash and changing clothes, he walked over to Skye, ready to tease her again.
At that moment, two people suddenly entered the store. Feeney turned his head to say that they were closed when he noticed something was amiss, and his heart tightened.
"Don't move, take out the money," one of the robbers pointed a gun at Skye, who was counting money. It was the first time she had been held at gunpoint, and she felt flustered. She looked at Feeney for reassurance.
Feeney didn't expect to encounter this kind of situation in the Upper East Side, where the wealthy and business elites gather. Punks generally know the rules and wouldn't come here to cause trouble. It was unlikely for a powerful killer to target such a small shop, and his shop's location and irregular business hours wouldn't pose a threat to others.
This was the first time in two years that he encountered a robbery attempt in his store. Feeney raised his hand without acting rashly. While moving quietly, he said to the two masked robbers, "The money is here; please don't hurt us."
"Get up," one of the robbers ordered Skye fiercely, pointing a pistol at Feeney, and said, "Stand still, don't try anything."
Feeney nodded and gave Skye a reassuring look. Skye found a backpack with trembling hands and began putting money into it.
"Hurry up!" the other robber urged impatiently.
Feeney frowned and thought. While he could subdue them with his ability if he was alone, having Skye by his side made him hesitate to take the risk.
The two robbers seemed like street punks, and it was clear that they didn't understand the rules as they wouldn't be attempting to rob this place otherwise.
Deciding that safety was more important than one day's turnover, Feeney didn't want to risk a confrontation with a gun. However, things took an unexpected turn.
The robber watching the door suddenly became distracted and commented, "Brother, this girl is so beautiful!" Skye's face turned pale with fear.
"Shut up, get the money, and let's go!" The other robber reprimanded him and ordered him to get ready to leave.
As the man walked toward Skye with malicious intent, Feeney activated the 'Golden Expansion Technique,' forcibly turning their heads with its force.
Feeney then rushed toward the robber with the gun and managed to disarm him using some online-learned fighting skills. However, when he turned back to face the other robber, he noticed the man was reaching for another gun.
"Don't let him take out the gun," Feeney thought quickly. He realized he had no choice but to use his familiar skill and fired the 'Jin Ji Fried Chicken Nugget Roll' at the robber.
In desperation, "Jin Ji Fried Chicken Nugget Roll" was summoned, sticking to the robber's face, making him unable to draw his gun.
A gunshot rang out. Feeney was surprised that he missed the shot, but the gunfire startled the other robber, preventing him from drawing his weapon.
"Don't move, or I'll shoot," Feeney said intimidatingly, and the robber complied, standing still.
Quickly attending to the fallen robber, Feeney made sure he couldn't get up. He then instructed Skye to call the police. The two robbers begged for mercy, asking Feeney not to involve the police.
Feeney agreed, regretting that he had unconsciously used Jinji fried chicken nugget rolls. It would be troublesome to adjust the store's surveillance if the police came.