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"These people do look quite pitiful."

Although Old Tang hadn't shown up online for two months, the legend of Old Tang still persisted on the internet.

Just by hanging his name in the live broadcast room, some netizens came in, not many, just a few dozen or so.

Some homeowners were shouting at the door; others were talking to each other. When there were more people, there would always be someone concerned about saving face.

At least there were still those who felt it was shameless to come looking for Lawyer Tang like this...

So they hid behind the crowd just counting numbers, on one hand feeling shameless, and on the other secretly hoping that, just maybe, Lawyer Tang would help them.

People are just that complicated.

It was at this time that a voice rose up at the entrance of Tengda, drowning out everyone else's.

"Have you all shouted enough? Does the law firm not work at all?"

Suddenly, the shouting homeowners at the door were all stunned.

They were truly stunned by Old Tang's voice because he was holding a megaphone in his hand.

It was the kind of megaphone that was purely for the loudness required to announce "Trade-in for knives, refrigerators, color TVs", and his abrupt shout directly scared the people stiff.

Old Song, standing beside Old Tang, covered his ears and glared angrily, wondering why he was shouting so loudly.

Meanwhile, the homeowners on this side finally began to react.

Jia Quanmin stepped forward and said, "Lawyer Tang, we really had no choice but to come here because we won the lawsuit, but now they won't enforce the judgment."

"They say they have no money, but how is that possible when they had money before."

The homeowners behind her echoed in agreement, "Yeah, if they could get the money, why can't we? Lawyer Tang, what do you suggest we do?"

Facing everyone's barrage of words, Old Tang looked over and said, "You, yes you, the one in the black top and blue jeans, you're Jia Quanmin, right!"

"Look, I've called you three times, sent you five messages, and laid out all the pros and cons very clearly, very clearly; you told me you wouldn't sue!"

Jia Quanmin's face changed upon hearing this, as everyone's eyes were turned to her.

She tried to maintain a smile and said, "Lawyer Tang, this... I didn't say that..."

Before she could finish, Old Tang decisively pressed his phone to the microphone, and soon a voice emerged:

"I already said I won't sue, not sue; if I can't get the money, that's my problem, I'm an adult and I take responsibility for myself. Can you please stop calling me?"

The voice... it was very loud.

Jia Quanmin's face turned beet red, she opened her mouth but couldn't speak.

"So, do you want me to keep playing it? I didn't slander you, right? You said you would take responsibility yourself."

Having said that, he didn't wait for Jia Quanmin's response, turning to look at another person: "And you, if I remember correctly, you're Zhao Xinlei, right? I called you twice and sent you six messages, and you refused, too."

"Want me to play it for you as well?"

The other young man was suddenly at a loss, shaking his hands and saying, "No, no need..."

Old Tang then looked at a woman wearing a face mask in an inconspicuous direction.

"And you, you're Peng Fei, aren't you? I remember you signed the contract, and then when the developer told you not to sue, you were the first one to jump out, trying to convince everyone not to sue."

"You were the first to cancel the contract when it came to withdrawing the lawsuit."

"And you, during the refund, complained that a thousand was too little, said that I made money for nothing, that it was unfair, and demanded one thousand five hundred back; I remembered that correctly, didn't I?"

Peng Fei, identified in the corner, turned to run but was immediately stopped by the crowd.

"She's that Peng Fei; we all had contracts with Lawyer Tang, and she persuaded us that the developer was very sincere, my ***!"

As for the homeowner who demanded one thousand five hundred back, by that time, she had already moved away and was whispering something on the side.

"Anyone else want to step forward and question me? I have evidence on everyone here, I made sure to ask everyone back then!"

As he spoke, Old Tang kicked his briefcase.

It was a pity that things were a bit hurried, so the large poster boards weren't ready in time, otherwise, they would have really felt the impact.

The homeowners fell silent, and even the self-media looking at Old Tang had something off in their gaze.

They actually knew this was a moral bind; they originally thought that this Lawyer Tang wouldn't be easy to handle. Who would have thought that he actually notified everyone in advance!?

It felt a bit perverse... like someone with a twisted mind. What kind of normal lawyer does that?

Even if it were for performance, it wouldn't be possible to actually notify each person one by one; there simply isn't enough time, with other cases on hand as well.

Finally, someone spoke up: "But, but Lawyer Tang, we also didn't know that they would give money this time, so why should they be able to get money and not us... that's not fair!"

Old Tang looked at the homeowner and asked, "Who did you buy your house from?"

"The developer."

"And who caused the building to be left unfinished?"

"The developer, and the bank."

"So you run to Tengda, and tell me, a lawyer who gets paid to fight lawsuits, that this is unfair?" Old Tang shouted at the homeowner in front of him.

"What's the matter, recording with a phone and thinking I'm an easy target? Now get out of here immediately; I've already called the police. By the way, those of you live streaming and recording videos, I've got you all marked."

"If you're livestreaming, stop it now, and if you dare to post the video, I'll pursue it to the end."

"Those who don't want to leave are welcome to stay. I just got out of the hospital, my injuries haven't healed nicely, and getting agitated easily could knock me down. If anyone wants to see me go down, they're welcome to hang around."