Knocking down ordinary people is not a big deal, but knocking down a group of people with backgrounds is a huge problem.
If people unite to sue you, who can bear it?
Mr. Zhao was also a little sober. He originally thought he was bullying a group of students. Who would have thought that after one of the female students made a phone call, so many people came.
Tao Feizhou and Tan Junda's people immediately surrounded them.
Mr. Zhao, plus his black-clad bodyguards, plus a few foreign men and women who came with him to play, there were only about ten people. The number of the two sides was completely unequal.
He does not blindly believe in the fighting power of bodyguards. He doesn't need more, just two of them and hitting him on the head is enough.
Knowing that he might suffer a loss, Mr. Zhao also restrained his arrogance. He looked at Tao Feizhou and judged that this person should be the leader, and said: "You want to bully the few when there are more people? Is this how you people in Rongcheng do things?"
Tao Feizhou opened his mouth and cursed, he was never a good polite boy, let alone the other party wanted to attack Jiang Zhihao.
His father, Tao Guoan, had said that anyone in the city could be offended, but Jiang Zhihao could not be offended. When something like this happened, it was a great opportunity for Tao Feizhou to earn favors, and he would not let it go.
"You are the one who is so arrogant, right? I don't care who you are or where you come from. Come here and kowtow to Brother Jiang to admit your mistake. Otherwise, I will break your legs first, believe it or not!" Tao Feizhou cursed.
Mr. Zhao has a bit of a dark face. After all, he is also a famous rich second generation in another city. He is used to being domineering. When has he ever been so angry?
But the current situation does not allow him to show off anymore.
Mr. Zhao didn't say anything, but a rich second-generation foreigner who came with him to play said: "Brother, it's such a trivial matter, do you need to dance with a gun or a stick? You all drank a little too much, otherwise we can just forget about it.
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"Forget it? Who are you? Forget it, you say?" Tao Feizhou spat on the ground, shook the rubber stick in his hand, and said: "Come here and let me slap you twice, and hit you with a few more sticks, and I will follow.
If you say it's a misunderstanding, forget it."
How dare that second-generation rich man from out of town go out? They have made it clear that they want to beat people up, and whoever goes out will be beaten.
Several bodyguards in black took a few steps back and surrounded Mr. Zhao to prevent him from getting into trouble.
At this moment, a powerful voice came into everyone's ears: "Where did you come from, you little brat, talking so arrogantly!"
Everyone looked around and saw several men who were at least forty years old walking in from outside the bar.
Seeing the man walking at the front, Mr. Zhao immediately showed a look of surprise and shouted: "Uncle, I'm here!"
At the same time, he looked at Tao Feizhou triumphantly and said: "My third uncle is here, don't you know how to call people? I can too!"
In fact, it was not him who called him, but the bodyguard in black who called the family when the conflict started.
Tao Feizhou and Tan Junda stared at the middle-aged man who came in and did not yell or curse, because there were several people around him, all of whom were well-established local figures and had a fairly good relationship with their parents.
Since these people came together, they obviously knew each other, so naturally they couldn't be so disrespectful.
When those people saw Tao Feizhou and Tan Junda, they immediately whispered a few words in the middle-aged man's ear.
The middle-aged man paused slightly when he heard that, the two top young men in the local area?
He raised his brows slightly, nodded, and came to the scene.
He glanced at Mr. Zhao, who was protected by bodyguards in black, to make sure he was okay, and then turned to look at Tao Feizhou and Tan Junda.