Facing Ling Chen’s provocation, Liu Haicheng’s face darkened with anger, about to speak, when the sound of cars stopping ca from the restaurant entrance.
Liu Haicheng’s eyes lit up, with a smug smile, he slowly stood up from his chair, arrogantly looking at Ling Chen and said, "You want to die, I’ll grant your wish." As he finished speaking, a group of people rushed into the restaurant entrance, each wearing suits, with burly builds and fierce auras.
"President Liu." A leading man in a suit quickly walked to Liu Haicheng’s side, respectfully called out.
Liu Haicheng pointed at Ling Chen, coldly said, "It’s this kid, don’t let see him again. Understand?"
"Yes!" The man in the suit responded, gave a signal to the crowd behind him. In the blink of an eye, more than ten n in suits surrounded Ling Chen.
"Are you going to leave on your own, or do you want to throw you out?" The leading man in the suit stared directly at Ling Chen, with a disdainful tone, not taking Ling Chen seriously at all.
Ling Chen shrugged, with a forced smile, said, "We’re all civilized people, why resort to violence? I’d say, let’s sit down, have a cup of tea, and chat about life, don’t you think?"
"Who the hell wants to chat about life with you, you’re looking for a beating. Guys, give him a good lesson, strip him down, and throw him out in the street."
"Got it."
"Boss!" At this ti, a young man walked into the restaurant entrance, with a cigarette in his mouth, wearing a nose ring and earrings, looking alternative, followed by dozens of tattooed n. By their looks, you could tell they were street youths. Moreover, they all had rolled-up newspapers in their hands, who knows what was inside.
Seeing so many street youths co in, the restaurant owner quickly greeted them with a smile, "Yang, what wind brought you here?" Pausing for a mont, the owner glanced at the imposing group of street youths behind, and said nervously, "Yang, I’ve done everything for this month, you..."
The youth called ’Yang’ found a seat and sat down, flicked his cigarette ash, said, "Boss, don’t be scared, I’m not here to cause you trouble. It’s noon, the brothers are hungry. Go, prepare so tables of food for , I have big things to do later, don’t waste my ti."
Seeing the restaurant suddenly occupied by so many street youths, Liu Haicheng frowned. Especially the sll of smoke lingering in the restaurant made him very uncomfortable.
"Boss." Liu Haicheng coldly said, "I’ve booked the entire restaurant, make this group leave imdiately."
Hearing this, the owner looked troubled, about to explain, when Yang laughed out loud, "Yo! Who’s this guy, daring to tell to get out? You should go out and ask around, do you know who I, Yang, am? Listen, pretty boy, this area is all under my control. Co bow to and call grandpa, and I’ll pretend you didn’t say anything. Otherwise... hmph!"
Liu Haicheng scoffed, "What do you want to do? You’re just a little thug, daring to act out in front of ." Saying this, Liu Haicheng took out a check from his suit pocket, casually wrote a number on it, and threw it on the ground, "Here’s a million, consider it dog food money from to you. Take the money and get lost, don’t interfere with my business."
"A million?" Yang’s eyes glead slightly, he turned to signal his sidekick. The latter understood, imdiately picked up the check from the ground, and handed it to their boss. Looking at the string of zeros on the check, Yang’s smile beca even brighter.
"Not bad! Not bad!" Yang nodded and said, "This gentleman, you’re right, I am indeed a dog, specializing in biting for others. But dogs recognize owners, not easily bought by a little money." Saying this, with a ripping sound, Yang tore the check in half and threw it on the ground.
"I’m still saying the sa thing, co here, bow to , call grandpa, and I’ll forgive your previous insolence."
Liu Haicheng sneered, arrogantly said, "You think you’re worthy? You must be tired of living. Teach this bastard a good lesson!"
As soon as he said this, the dozen or so suit-wearing bodyguards initially surrounding Ling Chen imdiately targeted Yang. Seeing these bodyguards rushing toward him, Yang smirked, blew out a mouthful of smoke, and softly uttered two words, "Seeking death!"
In an instant, dozens of young n sward forward, instantly surrounding the group of suit-wearing bodyguards.
In terms of numbers, these street youths had an absolute advantage. Besides, these youths had things in their hands, with a fierce montum, but those bodyguards’ fists were even scarier. Within just a few exchanges, seven or eight street youths were knocked down, although a few bodyguards were also injured, lying on the ground with blood flowing.
"Damn it." The street youths beca more furious as they fought, and the swearing filled the whole restaurant.
A few minutes passed, the dozen bodyguards finally pushed back the street youths, but they were all wounded, looking pale.
Watching his n retreat in defeat, Yang seed unmoved, lighting another cigarette, clapped his hands, "Not bad! Your bodyguards are quite strong. But, when I fight, I never go solo, I prefer winning by numbers."
The sidekick standing nearby understood, imdiately blew a whistle toward the restaurant’s outside. Suddenly, another twenty or thirty people rushed in from the door.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the dozen bodyguards turned grim. In their current condition, they couldn’t handle so many people. Continuing to fight, they might not even keep their lives.
At this mont, Liu Haicheng also realized the problem, involuntarily took two steps back, fearing those street youths would co after him. He regretted it a little, knowing this, he should’ve called more people to help earlier.
"Hey! I say, what are you hiding for?" Sitting on the chair, Yang pointed at Liu Haicheng, "You, co here."
Liu Haicheng maintained a stern face, "Don’t be too arrogant, what’s the big deal about having more people, this is a gang fight, I can call the police to arrest you."
"You want to arrest ?" Yang was stunned for a mont, then laughed out loud, "Oh my! Brothers, did you hear that? He wants to arrest , I’m so scared." Laughing, Yang suddenly stood up, grabbed a cup from the table, and hurled it hard at Liu Haicheng.
Imdiately, there was a cry of "Ouch," Liu Haicheng clutching his forehead, shouted loudly. Looking closely, blood was seeping through his fingers, rushing out.
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