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Chapter 580

Chapter 580

How could they understand that people like Zhao Jiren have more discernment than ordinary people.

Jiang Zhihao's aura, including the way he spoke, made Zhao Jiren feel unusual. Coupled with Jin Zhengqing's praise, how to choose between a junior member of the family who does mischief all day long and a strange person who cannot be easily offended is not a problem.

Not very difficult.

After beating Zhao Xinkai like a pig's head, Zhao Jiren glared at the wealthy second-generation foreigners who came with him and cursed: "You guys, go over and apologize to Mr. Jiang one by one immediately. If Mr. Jiang is unwilling to forgive you, I will

You won’t be able to leave this bar!”

At this time, another group of people poured in at the door of the bar.

All of them were covered in tattoos, were tall and thick, and were carrying swords, guns, and sticks. They looked like they were going to rob homes.

The person walking at the front was a man who was only 1.56 meters tall and whose neck was thicker than his head.

He held a mace in his hand and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Who dares to come to my bar to cause trouble? You are tired of living, aren't you?"

This is the bar owner Hu Shijie, a well-known Big Brother figure in the city.

He did a lot of bad things in the early years, and then he made money and came to shore clean. Although the current environment is not suitable for doing those evil things, he has many subordinates under his command, and his former prestige is still there, and people from all walks of life do.

Everyone is willing to give face.

As soon as the group of people entered the door, the manager immediately ran over, pointed at Zhao Xinkai and others and whispered a few words.

Zhao Xinkai and those rich second-generation people from other places were almost scared out of their wits. They were not afraid of a group of students, but rather felt disdain. As for the rich second-generation people of the same level, they were not very scared when they had bodyguards in black. It was amazing to eat something.

That's all a loss.

Fighting with people in the local area is also common on weekdays.

But people like Hu Shijie don't seem to have the kind of character to just punch you and be done with it. They might want to take off one of your arms and two legs.

Who can see such a person and not feel a little shuddering in their heart?

Even Zhao Jiren's eyes twitched when he saw it.

The group of people in front of you are not good to deal with at first glance. No matter how awesome the Zhao family is, they may not give you face. How much water has Zhao Xinkai got in his head? How can he offend so many people?

If it weren't for the special circumstances, Zhao Jiren would have really wanted to go over and beat him half to death.

Hu Shijie brought his people over, surrounded Zhao Jiren and Zhao Xinkai's uncle and nephew, and then asked with squinting eyes: "Who the hell beat up my manager? Stand up for yourself, and I'll take off his arms."

Zhao Xinkai trembled all over after hearing this, his face turned pale, and he quickly shrank back. Several bodyguards in black stood in front of him nervously, for fear that Hu Shijie would actually attack him with a knife.

Although the country’s current definition of legitimate defense is that if someone cuts you with a knife, you can take it away and chop it back. But the question is, can you take it back?

Looking at the hilts of these people wrapped around the backs of their hands, you can tell that they are all experienced masters. If you fight with swords, guns and sticks with your bare hands, you are looking for death!

Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a sentence that has been passed down to this day.

No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives!


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