No matter how patient Li Zeyu is, seeing this scene now, he can't hold it back.
"Come on, pick out the cockroaches for me. If there are really cockroaches, I will pay you 100,000 yuan!"
Li Zeyu angrily took a pair of chopsticks from the table and forced them into Huang Mao's hands.
Huang Mao rolled his eyes, "How to find it? It has disappeared long ago! But our brothers clearly saw cockroaches just now."
"Humph, that's good, make it up, keep making it up!"
Li Zeyu sneered a few times and stared at Huang Mao.
Huang Mao met Li Zeyu's gaze at first, but he quickly avoided it because of a guilty conscience, "Who, who made it up? It's obviously something, are you afraid of being exposed?"
"Exposed? Huh, from the beginning to now, Xiaohetang Hotpot has not received a single complaint. Are the brothers here to cause trouble?"
Sun Dapao pushed Li Zeyu aside, stepped forward, clenched his fists and shouted at Huang Mao.
Sun Dapao was not very tall, but because he often did physical work, his body muscles were relatively strong, and with his glaring eyes, Huang Mao was so frightened that Huang Mao immediately backed away, fearing that Sun Dapao's fist would hit him.
"What? The store is bullying customers? This Little Lotus Pond Hotpot talks to customers with fists?"
At this moment, the bearded man who had been sitting calmly threw away the toothpick in his hand, stood up slowly, glanced at Li Zeyu coldly, and then looked at Sun Dapao.
"The boss of the store is bullying customers?" Sun Dapao sneered, "I think you are just looking for trouble, and you are looking for a fight if your skin is loose, right?"
As soon as Sun Dapao finished speaking, there was a commotion in the store.
Seven or eight voices and shadows quickly rushed into the store and quickly rushed to Sun Dapao's side.
"Brother Pao, we are here!"
"Brother Pao, are you okay?"
Several people shouted in unison, rolling up their sleeves, and all of them had indignant looks on their faces.
These people were Sun Dapao's brothers. They had just arrived from Houyan Village. They saw their boss was arguing with a group of people. They were afraid that Sun Dapao would suffer a loss, so he hurriedly asked with concern.
"Haha, I'm fine, but these guys are going to be in trouble."
Sun Dapao turned to look at his brothers, nodded with satisfaction, and then pointed at the mustache and others opposite.
"There are still people who dare to bully our Brother Pao. Are you impatient? Believe it or not, I will punch you. Go to your father?"
When Sun Dapao's bald subordinate heard this, he immediately became unhappy and stepped forward to start shouting.
Xiao Hu and Huang Mao used to be able to act unscrupulously due to the large number of people, but now when they saw so many people suddenly coming from the opposite side, they were stunned and looked at each other.
"What's wrong with the crowd? You have to be reasonable in everything, right? There are cockroaches in your soup, why don't you let people talk about it?"
The little bearded man had seen some of the market. After a brief panic, he calmed down and sneered: "What do so many people here want to do? I'm not afraid of group fights. It's still unclear who will lose and who will win. Brothers, cheer me up."
stand up!"
After Mustache finished speaking, the group of people below who had just pretended to have stomachaches and headaches stood up straight in an instant, regained their energy, and stared coldly at Li Zeyu, Sun Dapao and the others opposite them.
"If you are looking for trouble, look for trouble. Don't talk about cockroaches! None of the guests here have eaten cockroaches, but you are the only one who has eaten cockroaches. There is no such coincidence in the world, right?"
Li Zeyu laughed angrily and pointed at the guests in the hall.
The guests in the hall had never been used to seeing these people constantly looking for trouble, and now they didn't believe it when they heard about the cockroaches they ate. One look at the demeanor of this group of people, and they knew they were not troublemakers and were obviously looking for trouble.
Therefore, everyone's hearts are leaning toward Li Zeyu.
"Young man, please calm down, it's not easy for people to open a store..."
"That's pretty much it. I've seen people give in to you several times. Just changing the dishes doesn't make you less than ten dishes, right?"
There were many voices among the dining guests who couldn't stand it and tried to persuade them.
The bearded man glared, turned around and looked at the source of the voice in the crowd, "Shut up, everyone, or I'll beat you too!"
When the few customers who were helping to speak heard this, they were afraid of the momentum of the mustache group and immediately shut up, not daring to say another word.
"What are you talking about! Don't even look at where this place is!" Sun Dapao could no longer bear his temper and raised his fist and said: "If you dare to smash my place, believe it or not, you will not be able to see the sun tomorrow?!"
Li Zeyu saw that the two sides were at war with each other. Once whichever side made the first move, a fight would inevitably break out, which would not be good for anyone. Moreover, there were so many customers eating, and if there was a quarrel, how could he run his own business?
"Cannon, don't be impulsive, listen to me first!"
Li Zeyu pulled off Sun Dapao's fist again, stared at the mustache opposite and said coldly: "Then tell me, what do you want to do?"
"Humph, what should I do?" When Little Beard saw Li Zeyu pulling down Sun Dapao's fist, he already knew in his heart that Li Zeyu didn't want to make the matter bigger, so he sneered a few times and looked at the dozen big men under him.
"Before, the food was not fresh, so you changed it for me, so I let the matter go. But now we ate cockroaches, and my brothers are all feeling uncomfortable now. Why don't we take them to the hospital?"
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As soon as Little Beard finished speaking, Huang Mao next to him climbed along the pole and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I have a severe stomachache now, ouch..."
"Oh, me too..."
"I can't bear the pain..."
Now, the group of people, who had been cheered up by Mustache's shouts, looked depressed and miserable again, covered their stomachs, and continued to pretend.
When Li Zeyu saw it, his lips trembled with anger and he was speechless.
"Where do you feel pain? Come on, let me show you!"
Sun Dapao suddenly became angry, walked around the table, grabbed Huang Mao's collar, and lifted him into the air.
Huang Mao was already thin, and Sun Dapao was very strong. When he mentioned this, Huang Mao was immediately out of breath, struggling and staring at Sun Dapao.
"Big head, I have a miraculous pain relief method. I heard a pig butcher in our village say that if a pig has a stomachache, punch it to make it hurt more, and then just pull it down and it will be diluted. I don't need to go there."
I went to the hospital and tried it one by one, maybe it will really work."
Sun Dapao sneered and clenched his fist again, about to move towards Huang Mao's belly.
"No, no, brother, stop, I don't, it doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore."
Huang Mao, who was lifted one foot above the ground, heard Sun Dapao's words and saw that his fist was about to greet him. He was so frightened that the sweat on his face dropped. He hurriedly waved his hands like a pig and screamed at the top of his lungs.
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"Hmph, this effect is fast enough."
Sun Dapao snorted coldly and let go. Huang Mao immediately fell to the ground, his butt hurt from the fall, and he stared at Sun Dapao unwillingly with his teeth bared.
Sun Dapao didn't even bother to look at Huang Mao again, and his cold eyes swept over the faces of the remaining dozen people one by one, "Who still has a stomachache, I can treat it as well?"