When the other two warriors saw this, they immediately yelled.
"Baga!"
The two raised their Japanese swords and attacked Du Qingchen together.
But for Du Qingchen, they were all too weak. He struck out with two palms and his body moved forward quickly.
Before the two of them could react, they were knocked to the ground by Du Qingchen.
Du Qingchen didn't go too far in a foreign country. It wasn't that he didn't dare to kill people, but that he didn't want to kill people at this time.
He is still thinking about the treasures under the sea, but he can't make himself the enemy of the whole world. That would not be a good thing for him.
Of course, you must take action when it's time to take action, and you must first teach these people a lesson.
All four warriors were beaten with bruises on their noses and faces.
Zheng Jiaqiang on the side was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Du Qingchen was so powerful.
And Yamamoto Maho turned pale with fright.
After Du Qingchen finished his work, he pulled out the kitchen knife on the table and flipped it between his fingers, as if he was juggling, which dazzled everyone.
"Why don't you get out of here, Maho Yamamoto, it's not your turn to talk, let Shino Kobayashi come and talk to me, get out!"
Zheng Jiaqiang sneered.
Yamamoto Maho didn't dare to say a word about the situation, so he turned around and left with the four samurai.
It comes in a hurry and goes in a hurry.
Du Qingchen stroked his forehead: "I forgot to ask them to compensate for the loss."
Zheng Jiaqiang said with a smile: "It's not worth a lot of money. Besides, my restaurant won't be open for long. It's okay. I didn't expect you to be so skilled. Senior brother is looking down on you. We have to have a few drinks at noon."
"Forget it, from now on, I will be your assistant. I happen to have nothing to do these days, so I will work as a helper at your place."
Du Qingchen laughed and said.
Zheng Jiaqiang knew that Du Qingchen was worried about him, so he hesitated for a while and finally did not refuse.
He had no reason to refuse.
One day passes quickly.
On this day, no one came to trouble me.
But the next morning, trouble came again.
This time, the trouble was quite serious. More than fifty people blocked the entrance of the store. Pedestrians nearby stayed away. People on this street did not dare to go out and all closed the store doors.
Because this time it was a club, people from the Aoki Club came.
Obviously, they are preparing to regain yesterday's situation.
Nearly ten masters came this time, and it seemed that these people had more powerful skills than Zheng Jiaqiang.
The true energy level is stronger than that of ordinary warriors, but these ten people are all the elites of the Aoki Society. In the Japanese country, if a society wants to develop, it must have masters in charge.
For example, Mr. Aoki, the president of the Aoki Society, is a real master, with a cultivation level comparable to that of the middle stage of the True Yuan Realm. The Aoki family was once the best family in the Japanese country, and it has been passed down for hundreds of years. Later, the family fell into decline, and he was here.
For a generation, he was the only one who stood out, and finally established the Qingmu Society. There were so many masters in the society that neither the government nor the police dared to control him.
These ten people blocked the door and stood in a row, all with Japanese swords in their hands. Behind them were dozens of members of the Aoki Society, each of them holding a sword in his hand.
The battle was extremely fierce.
As soon as these people arrived, without saying a word, they started smashing the store from the outside to the inside.
Soon, the store was smashed into a mess.
Fortunately there are no guests.
Zheng Jiaqiang was about to rush over with a kitchen knife, but was stopped by Du Qingchen: "Don't worry, let them smash it first, I guarantee they will have to decorate it themselves later, and they will have to pay a lot of money."
"Okay, then it's up to you."
Zheng Jiaqiang himself also knew that if he rushed out alone, he would basically get beaten. There were so many people there, how could he beat him, and he had suffered a loss once, so they must have sent experts this time, just the ten people in front of them.
He knew all the people, they were all real masters of the Aoki Club, and he couldn't beat any of them.
When these people were almost done smashing, someone shouted from outside: "Where is the boss dead? Why don't you get out quickly!"
Only then did Du Qingchen and Zheng Jiaqiang come out of the kitchen.
"Ah, who smashed this place like this? You guys are too bullying, who did it?"
Du Qingchen asked exaggeratedly.
A member of the Aoki Club stood up and shouted: "We destroyed the store. Our president said that as long as it is within the sphere of influence of our Aoki Club, you are not allowed to do business."
"Oh, it turns out to be the Aoki Club."
Du Qingchen held his chin and said, "But this store has been destroyed. What are you going to do now?"
"How to deal with it? Of course I tell you to get out. Also, one of our people was injured at your place the day before yesterday. We have to pay some medical expenses, right?"
"It should be paid." Du Qingchen nodded seriously, and finally asked suddenly: "Then can you renovate this store and compensate for the loss of business? After all, during the renovation period, we can't open for business.
Ah, we have to be reasonable, right?"
Du Qingchen's words made the people in the Qingmu Society laugh. The man just now stood up and laughed wildly: "You want to reason with us in the Qingmu Society? We never do it. We are used to using our fists and the knife in our hands to reason!"
"Very good, I'm just waiting for your words."
After saying that, Du Qingchen took the kitchen knife from Zheng Jiaqiang's hand and said with a smile: "Since you like to use your fists and knives to reason, come on, I will come and reason with you!"
"Brothers, chop him to death together!"
A group of brothers from the Qingmu Society, a dozen of them, armed with machetes and iron bars, rushed towards Du Qingchen.
Du Qingchen smiled coldly, his body emitted a ray of light, and he suddenly rushed forward. He handed all the knives to Zheng Jiaqiang, and used his body as a weapon. To these people, his body had inherent
Extremely powerful lethality.
A burst of screams was heard. No one could see Du Qingchen clearly because his speed was too fast, like a heavy tank running three hundred yards. Wherever he passed, the people of Qingmu Society were knocked away.
.
A moment later, probably less than twenty seconds, all these people were knocked to the ground, and all of them were vomiting blood. Some had broken arms, some had broken legs, and some had broken noses...
Anyway, half of the dozen or so people who rushed in flew out of the restaurant.
Du Qingchen stood at the door of the hotel with his big horse, licked his lips, and stared at the dozens of people outside.
"Do you still want to come over and try?"
The ten elites standing in front of them also saw Du Qingchen's skills, and their hearts sank one after another.
Damn, you are so strong, how can you fight?
He is simply born with divine power and can’t be hurt by a knife. Is he still a human being?
However, asking them to withdraw like this is really not a good idea.
So, a few brave ones stood up, four of them in total. The Japanese swords in their hands were unsheathed and flashing cold light. One of them glared at Du Qingchen: "Are you really going to fight to the death with our Qingmu Society?"
"Who the hell is the Qingmu Society? Since you have stood up, let's take action. I will use my fists to reason with you. I hope you can become a sensible person!"