Four hundred and fiftieth chapters kicked the iron plate
"We meet again." Lin Zhiming walked into the room and looked at Ma San and said.
"Brother Song, you, do you know this person?" Ma San looked at Song Shijie and asked.
"This is my brother." Song Shijie said.
"What?!" Ma San's body trembled violently and he looked at Lin Zhiming in disbelief.
This enemy in his eyes is actually Brother Song's brother. How is this possible?
"How is this possible? Isn't he from out of town? How could he be your brother, Brother Song?" Ma San said excitedly.
"Is it you, Ma San, who has the final say on whether you can be my Song Shijie's brother?" Song Shijie asked coldly.
"No, that's not what I meant, Brother Song. I just, I just didn't expect that this man would be your brother. Master, why didn't you say that Brother Song was your brother earlier? We were in a flood before.
Come to the Dragon King Temple!" Ma San looked at Lin Zhiming flatteringly and said with a smile.
"What? Who am I a brother with? Do I need to report to you?" Lin Zhiming asked.
Hearing this, Ma San quickly said, "No, sir, I was blind to Mount Tai before, and I offended you. Please have a lot of knowledge and don't be as knowledgeable as me."
Lin Zhiming walked up to Ma San and looked at Ma San, who had a flattering smile on his face.
Suddenly, Lin Zhiming raised his foot and kicked Ma San in the stomach, causing Ma San to kneel on the ground.
"Ouch!!" Ma San screamed and covered his stomach, bending his body and pressing his head on the ground. He looked in great pain.
Lin Zhiming raised his foot a few more times and kicked Ma San's men to the ground.
"Weren't you very arrogant before?" Lin Zhiming raised his foot, stepped on Ma San's back, and said with a grin, "Didn't I go to the store to cause trouble? Why, are you still arrogant now?"
Ma San's body was trembling and he didn't dare to speak.
"I ask you a question, whoever answers it first can leave." Lin Zhiming said.
"Say." Ma San said.
"Did you Kaiba say goodbye to the head chef of our store?" Lin Zhiming asked.
Several of Ma San's men lowered their heads and said nothing. Ma San said in a trembling voice, "That... that was an accident."
"Accident?" Lin Zhiming smiled, looked at Song Shijie and said, "Old Song, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin."
"What do you want, Lao Wang?" Song Shijie asked.
"Fight, hit me to a happy position." Lin Zhiming said.
"Brother Song, we are all on the road. We should never look up or down. I did do something wrong, but I admit it. Killing people can only be done with a nod. Don't go too far!" Ma San said through gritted teeth.
Song Shijie raised his brows slightly and said to his subordinates, "Break the tendons of your hands and feet."
Several men came forward immediately, suppressed Ma San and others, and then took out daggers.
"Brother Song, I was wrong, Brother Song. I'm afraid of you. Brother Song, don't, ah!!" Ma San's screams echoed in the room.
Blood flowed from Ma San's hands and feet.
In this way, all the tendons of his hands and hamstrings were severed. Even if he gets better in the future, his hands and feet will no longer be agile.
"You really think you are the number one person." Song Shijie sneered, looked at Lin Zhiming, and found that Lin Zhiming's expression was as usual. Song Shijie smiled slightly and said, "Old Wang, I didn't expect you to be quite calm."
"What's so unsettling about this? Isn't it just blood?" Lin Zhiming smiled and shook his head, then looked at Ma San on the ground and said, "I want to ask you another question."
Ma San wailed in pain and said nothing.
"Who asked you to trouble us?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Fang, Fang Hong." Ma San said with a trembling voice.
"Who arranged for Zhang Heng to spit into the pot in our store?" Lin Zhiming asked again.
"This, I don't know this, but, but it's possible, it's Fang Hong." Ma San said again.
"Fang Hong." Lin Zhiming muttered the name, and then said to Song Shijie, "Old Song, lend me some people!"
"No problem!" Song Shijie nodded.
"I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. Please help me deal with these people. I'll treat you to a drink later!" Lin Zhiming said.
"Okay, go and do your work!" Song Shijie waved his hand.
Afterwards, Lin Zhiming took several of Song Shijie's men and turned around and left.
"Song, Boss Song, why do you want to help an outsider like this?" Ma San asked with a painful look on his face while lying on the ground.
"Why?" Song Shijie walked up to Ma San, looked down at Ma San and said, "This is a big customer of mine. If I don't help him, how can I help you?"
After saying that, Song Shijie laughed ferociously, raised his foot and kicked Ma San in the face.
Ma San was kicked unconscious on the spot.
On the other side, Madiel Restaurant.
Lin Zhiming led several of Song Shijie's men into the Madier restaurant.
The restaurant manager came over immediately.
"How many gentlemen are there?" the manager asked.
Lin Zhiming said nothing and went straight to the kitchen of the restaurant.
At this time, Fang Hong was chatting with several chefs in the back kitchen.
"Then Sismail's restaurant is definitely doomed. If the chef spits in the pot, any restaurant will be doomed!" Chef A said.
"Yeah, that's terrible!" Chef B echoed.
"This is what happens if you offend me!" Fang Hong said with a sneer.
"Chef, does this matter have something to do with you?" Chef A asked curiously.
"I'm not afraid to tell you that I arranged for someone to do this. Who made the restaurant owner offend me?" Fang Hong said.
When the chefs around heard this, they showed shocked expressions.
"Aren't you afraid that the boss will find out and take revenge on you? I heard that the boss of Sismail Restaurant is a very arrogant person!" Chef B said.
"What are you afraid of? Does he have evidence? If you don't say there is no evidence, what will happen even if there is evidence? I have been in Sismail for so many years, and I haven't met any big people or dated any big people? Believe it or not, I can tell you with just a phone call.
Can you hit the desk of the city leader? If Lin Zhiming dares to come, I can scare him to death by just giving him the names of a few of my friends!" Fang Hong said proudly.
“Awesome!!”
"Awesome!" The chefs next to him said flatteringly.
"A foreigner becomes arrogant just because he has a small amount of money. It's time for him to see what we people from Beiji City can do. First make his Sismail restaurant pornographic. If he still doesn't know how to restrain himself,
I will drive him out of Beiji City!" Fang Hong said proudly.
"Such a loud tone, you want to drive me out of Beiji City?" Lin Zhiming's voice suddenly came from the door.
Everyone looked at the door and saw Lin Zhiming walking into the kitchen with a few of his men, a cigarette in his mouth.
The manager of the restaurant followed Lin Zhiming and wanted to stop Lin Zhiming, but found that Lin Zhiming didn't care about him at all.
Seeing Lin Zhiming showing up with so many people, Fang Hong's expression changed slightly, but he did not run away immediately.
"What are you doing here? You are not welcome here!" Fang Hong said with a dark face.
"I'm here to talk to you about something," Lin Zhiming said.
"What are we talking about? What else can we talk about? If you want to admit your mistake and want me to go back, then don't mention it. I can't accept your apology and I can't go back!" Fang Hong shook his head.
"It would be great if I could have half the confidence you have, take me away." Lin Zhiming said calmly.
Several of Song Shijie's men immediately walked up to Fang Hong and controlled Fang Hong.
"What are you doing? I'm Fang Hong!! I know the director of the Public Security Bureau, and I'm Brother Zhao's friend..." Fang Hong shouted excitedly, naming names that were quite famous in Beiji City.
However, Lin Zhiming didn't seem to hear a word. He held a cigarette in his mouth, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out of the kitchen like a gangster.
Several of his men pressed Fang Hong out and no matter how hard Fang Hong struggled, it was useless.
The chefs in the kitchen looked at each other. Fang Hong said before that just giving a few names would scare Lin Zhiming to death, but now, those names don't seem to work at all!
Fang Hong was taken away from Madier Restaurant in this way.
Lin Zhiming didn't take Fang Hong very far, so he took him to a nearby deserted alley.
"Beat me." Lin Zhiming gave the order to Song Shijie's men without asking a single question.
Song Shijie's men immediately beat Fang Hong.
Poor Fang Hong was shouting the names of awesome people, but it was of no use. He was blocked in a corner and beaten up.
After the beating was almost done, Lin Zhiming walked up to Fang Hong and said, "I have one thing to ask you about. Did you arrange the spitting incident by the chef at Sismail Restaurant?"
"No!" Fang Hong shook his head excitedly, "How could this be arranged by me? I'm not that kind of person!"
"It seems we haven't beaten enough. Keep fighting." Lin Zhiming waved his hand and said.
"If you dare to hit me, my friends will not let you go. I also know people from the Northern Hebei Chamber of Commerce..." Before Fang Hong finished speaking, Song Shijie's men next to him stepped forward and beat Fang Hong again.
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This time, Fang Hong's nose was crooked after being beaten, and there were two blood stains hanging under his nose, which was extremely pitiful.
"Can you tell the truth?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"No, I...I didn't, didn't. You dare to, hit, hit me, I, I'm not done with you, I, I still know each other..." Fang Hong shook his head and said intermittently.
"Fight again." Lin Zhiming said.
Another heavy beating, which made Fang Hong cower in the corner and unable to stand up.
"Can you tell the truth?" Lin Zhiming asked again.
"I said, I said." Fang Hong finally couldn't help it anymore and said in a trembling voice, "I arranged it for Zhang Heng. I gave Zhang Heng a sum of money and asked him to spit in the pot."
"Is there any evidence?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Yes, there is a transfer record, it's on my phone." Fang Hong said.
Lin Zhiming found Fang Hong's mobile phone from his body, then opened the transfer record and found that there was indeed a transfer of 50,000 yuan.
"Not bad!" Lin Zhiming nodded and said to Fang Hong, "Call Zhang Heng and ask him to come find you."
"Okay, okay!" Fang Hong didn't dare to resist and nodded repeatedly. He was really scared of being beaten. This Lin Zhiming was like a fool. No matter whose name he announced, it was useless. He could only give in.
In fact, Fang Hong has never been afraid of Lin Zhiming, nor is he afraid that Lin Zhiming will know that he is behind the scenes, because he has known so many talented people in so many years as a chef, and so many people can always make Lin Zhiming afraid. He did not expect Lin Zhiming to be so...
Crazy, don't be afraid of anyone, don't give anyone face.