At this time, Luye Seafood City was filled with tourists in twos and threes. Zhao Tiezhu got out of the car and followed Zhao Ergou directly into the seafood city.
"Hey, welcome to visit again!" The thin black young man he met before appeared in front of Zhao Tiezhu again, "What, are you bringing friends to eat this time?"
Zhao Tiezhu crossed his arms, glanced at the thin black man with disdain, and said, "Grandpa is here for revenge this time."
The sea breeze blew by, and Zhao Tiezhu's hair, which had not been shaved for two months, fluttered with the sea breeze.
"Revenge?" The thin black young man looked at the forty or fifty people following Zhao Tiezhu. There was no trace of fear on his face. Instead, he felt like he wanted to laugh but couldn't hold back.
"Of course." Zhao Tiezhu also found that the atmosphere seemed not right, but with dozens of people watching, his momentum must not be weakened. Of course, Zhao Tiezhu made up his mind not to take action today, and the boss followed him all day long.
They are fighting like gangsters, is he still the boss? If Zhao Tiezhu has made up his mind to reach out, then even if the atmosphere is tens or hundreds of times weirder, it will still be nothing.
In the face of absolute force, any conspiracy and trickery are useless.
"Are there just a few dozen of you?" the thin black young man pointed at the group of people behind Zhao Tiezhu and asked.
"Why, aren't there enough people?" Zhao Tiezhu sneered, "If you don't apologize to grandpa today and pay compensation, grandpa will destroy your store."
"Hahahaha." The thin black boy finally couldn't help laughing.
"Is it funny?" Zhao Tiezhu asked with a stern face.
"No, no, no, I just think it's funny, you outsiders, fifty people, do you really think there are so many of you?" The thin black guy smiled and blew the whistle, and then he saw the one he saw yesterday
Fatty Mr. Lu appeared in front of Zhao Tiezhu with five or six chefs holding kitchen knives.
"Oh, you brought someone here?" Mr. Lu's face looked as confident as the thin black boy's.
"Today we are here to collect debts." Zhao Tiezhu said with a frown, "How much you cheated us yesterday, you have to pay us at least three times today. Otherwise, my brothers will not do it!"
"Haha, brothers? How many can I count!" Mr. Lu put the kitchen knife on the table beside him, and then started counting them one by two and three by three.
"Forty-six, are these what you call brothers?" Mr. Lu smiled disdainfully, "My little friend, how do you want to compare with me?"
"Oh?" Zhao Tiezhu glanced at Mr. Lu curiously, "It seems that there are more of us now."
"Here, call someone." Mr. Lu glanced at the thin black young man and said.
"Okay!" The thin, dark man picked up the phone and called.
The group of Blood Soul Hall gangsters who followed Zhao Tiezhu had no other feelings about being looked down upon by others. Just look down on them if you look down on them. Anyway, we won't lose anything.
This is the difference between orthodox gangsters and those non-mainstream gangsters. If the gang leader says to do it, they will do it. If the gang leader doesn’t say to do it, then no matter how much you look down on us, we will ignore you. The kind of boss on TV still
The younger brother fucked the guy without saying anything. According to the saying in the world, it is called having no rules, neither big nor small, and you will be whipped.
Zhao Tiezhu looked at this Lu Ye leisurely, and he was really looking forward to how many people he could call. These days, there are too few people and gangs who dare to challenge the Blood Soul Hall. Now that people don't know that they are from the Blood Soul Hall,
Then he was very interested in playing this kind of game with more people than himself. Zhao Tiezhu didn't mind playing with him. Anyway, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is the best among all the pretense skills. Zhao Tiezhu has already prepared the skills.
, just waiting for an opportunity to let it go!
Tiandao looked at the so-called Mr. Lu across from him with curiosity. The man named Mr. Lu didn't look very impressive. He didn't look like a master, a master, a master, or a hidden awesome person.
How many people can we call for such a person? Although there are not many people here, there are more than forty at least. In a general gang fight, only ten or so people are considered very powerful. It rises to three
Forty people are basically a group incident, and the police will be dispatched.
Zhao Tiezhu simply asked everyone to sit down. The Blood Soul Hall gang members sat down one after another without saying anything. Zhao Ergou, Zhao Tiezhu and Tiandao shared a table.
Mr. Lu grinned widely, his nose hairs slightly visible, and said, "Don't run away if there are more than one of you. Wait a moment."
"Let's see who runs away." Zhao Tiezhu said unusually calmly.
After sitting for about five minutes, there were sounds from the door of the seafood stall. Zhao Tiezhu turned around and saw many men in aprons walking in with kitchen knives. These people had big heads and thick necks, and they were not rich.
If you are a cook, and you still have a kitchen knife in your hand, you are definitely a cook.
"Master Lu, are these outsiders coming to your place to cause trouble?" asked a bearded man.
"Daddy Su, these are the people!" Mr. Lu looked at the bearded man and said, "What should I do if these out-of-towners bully me because they have more people?"
"Oh? There are so many people?" The bearded man named Su Dad showed a disdainful smile, and then shouted to the outside of the seafood city, "You all come in, why are you staying outside."
"Okay."
There were sounds of agreement from outside, and then a group of people poured in from outside.
Many of this group of people were young people, they looked to be in their twenties. They were holding kitchen knives or rolling pins in their hands, and some were holding harpoons for spearing fish. They looked like they were all local young men.
"Master Lu, who is coming to make trouble in our place?" someone shouted.
"Dad Su, are these outsiders?" someone shouted again.
Crowds of people came into this seafood stall one after another. Zhao Tiezhu sat in his seat with an unchanging expression. He looked at those people and saw that there were about a hundred people. This surprised Zhao Tiezhu. These more than a hundred people were definitely not
Gangsters, it seems they are all chefs like Mr. Lu. What is going on in this world? Gangsters don’t bully others, but chefs bully others? And more than a hundred people come out at once?
"Hey, how many out-of-towners are there?" Mr. Lu stood in front of Zhao Tiezhu and said, "It seems like you don't have many people."
"Okay!" Zhao Tiezhu patted the table and stood up. The group of people surrounding him who were called over by Mr. Lu instantly stared at Zhao Tiezhu with a roar.
"You guys are awesome today, let's go!" Zhao Tiezhu directly greeted Tiandao and a group of his subordinates, turned around and left. Master Lu was probably afraid that Zhao Tiezhu would fight to the death, so he didn't keep these people anymore, but his face was full of disdain.
, "There are more people than me in SI, and you are just a mouse licking a cat's pussy, looking for shit!"