The hot pot restaurant is not very large, about 100 square meters, all of which are seats for four to six people, a total of more than a dozen.

The attendance rate inside was about 50 percent.

But at this time, they all stood up and stared angrily at the group of people in the center, led by a white man about 1.8 meters tall, covered in tattoos from his exposed wrists to his neck.

Behind him were two black men, tall and Li Mang, two black men wearing denim suits, which were covered with stains and wearing baseball caps on their heads.

The three of them stood together, looking at the door unkindly.

Shang Yang stood outside the door, staring indifferently inside, and took out the translator and put it on his ear.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here!"

Lao Dong patted the woman's shoulder to comfort her, then stepped forward and walked into the hot pot restaurant with anger and helplessness on his face.

"Stan, what are you going to do, it's the second time this month!"

"Do you think I'm a bully?"

"Let's go, let's go!"

The white man at the front smiled, tilted his neck, ignored his anger, and said contemptuously: "Dong, my calculation is not very good, so I forgot how many times, but there is one thing that I remember very clearly, you owe me five hundred pounds, and you should pay it back today"

As he finished speaking, the two black men behind him laughed.

Shang Yang frowned slightly, he could vaguely hear in his ears the accusations of the foreigners around him, such as scolding them for hooligans and bed bugs, and telling them to go back to hell.

Others threatened to call the police.

No one actually took out the phone, though, and their accusations didn't have any effect on the trio.

"When do I owe you five hundred pounds!"

Lao Dong's eyes widened angrily, he looked back left, and saw that there was a table of hot pot boiling next to him, walked over quickly, put his hands up, and threatened: "Get out, get out, otherwise I will splash it on you, the hot pot restaurant is my property, you are violating my property, get out!"

The three of them were very cautious and stepped back, for fear that Lao Dong would be angry and really splash boiling water.

"Bastard!"

Stan bent down and pointed at Lao Dong: "You dare to threaten me, don't you want to open this hot pot restaurant?"

"I order you now, put it down, put it down quickly"

"Otherwise, I'll smash your shop!"

As he spoke, a black man behind him walked to the side, raised his hand and violently pulled the table down, knocking over the hot pot on the table and knocking it to the ground.

There are more accusations around.

At the same time, there were screams.

The woman standing at the door was frightened and cried: "You scum of society, scum, God will punish you, and will punish you!"

She is an authentic Chinese, but her way of speaking has become Westernized.

"God?"

Stan also looked at Lao Dong nervously: "I don't know how God will punish me, but if you don't pay back, God will definitely punish you!"

"Quick, give the money, take the money and we'll go"

"If the stalemate continues, it will be you who will lose even more!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another black man walked to the table next to him, grabbed it with both hands, and was about to pull it down again.

"Wait!"

Lao Dong suddenly spoke, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he was extremely helpless, and on the way here, he told Shang Yang that the people in the eighth block could not be messed with, and he didn't expect to meet him just after he came back.

This man named Stan is a thug in the eighth block, often asking for money from the surrounding Chinese shops, if he doesn't give it, he will sneak over at night to smash the glass and cause damage, and he has called the police to arrest him a few times before, but the situation in the Eagle Country is completely different from that in China, and smashing the glass is not a big crime at all.

Moreover, the police are too lazy to ask for money below a certain amount.

Give them once a month, all as a fortune to avoid disasters, but I didn't expect this month to be the second time.

If you don't give it, people like them can do anything, they can't afford to provoke it, gritted their teeth, and said sadly: "This is the last time, remember, this is the last time!"

"If you dare to come, you will defend your property even if you fight hard!"

While speaking, he unwillingly put the hot pot back to the table.

Reach for your pocket.

"Collecting protection money?"

Shang Yang kept staring coldly, and asked, in his impression, this kind of scene existed in Huaxia decades ago, and now even if he asks for money, he has turned to more clever means.

When the woman heard this, she slowly turned her head, she knew that her husband was entrusted by an old friend in China to pick up a few people at the airport, if nothing else, it should be these people, and replied sadly: "Almost..."

Strictly speaking, there is a difference, the so-called collection of protection money is a gangster behavior, and they are simply unable to live to play scoundrels.

Hearing the answer, Li Long and Li Mang next to him both looked at him, and as long as they gave an order, they would rush forward without hesitation.

Shang Yang pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly.

It's not that they don't help, but they can't help, they come here for a few days at most, and they will leave after a few days, and using these few days can't completely solve them, and now once they get the money back, they leave by themselves in a few days, and their situation is even more difficult.

After all, Lao Dong still needs to live here for a long time.

The county magistrate is not as good as the current management.

"Stupid pig, how good it would be to give it early!"

"You're so stupid, you should go back to Huaxia!"

Stan swears as he collects the money.

"Get out, get out of here!"

"Don't come back again!"

Lao Dong pointed out the door, gave the money, and spoke a little more imposingly.

Stan doesn't say anything more, pats the bill with his hand, puts it in his pocket, and walks out.

The two black men who followed behind him shook their shoulders and followed with great pride.

"Scum, scum!"

The woman cursed viciously and got out of the way.

Shang Yang didn't make too many moves, took a step to the side, and also got out of the way.

Li Long and Li Mang stared at the two of them, looked at them for less than a second, and walked to the side.

The three of them had already reached the door safely.

But at this time.

"Stop!"

Shang Yang suddenly heard a voice behind him, and then he heard the sound of dense footsteps, and turned his head to find that it was more than a dozen Chinese people, some of whom were still wearing chef clothes, holding knives in their hands, holding rolling pins, ranging in age from their twenties to gray hair, and were rushing over quickly.

They are all Chinese people on this street, and they all run restaurants.

"Fack"

Stan looked at it, his face changed, he had no desire to resist at all, and ran away, even with two tall black men, but he had no desire to resist.

It's just that their luck is really bad.

Lao Dong's location of this hot pot restaurant was on the corner of the street, and they had just run a few steps when two girls happened to come from the side.

"Bang"

They all fell to the ground.

Before they could wait, these people had already passed by Shang Yang, and more than a dozen people surrounded the three of them, all gesturing with weapons in their hands, and did not act rashly.

"The money is handed over, and the money is handed over, and it is quick!"

The person who spoke was gray-haired, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and seemed to be very imposing, but then said: "We have already given money once this month, and we can't ask for a second time, do you think we are easy to bully?"

"Get the money now"

"Quick!"

The three of Stan raised their hands at the same time, with a playful and teasing expression on their faces, not knowing if they were afraid or not, and their mouths continued to speak, but they were too far away to hear what they were saying.

"Hmm..."

At this time, Uncle Dong walked in from the door, and when he saw Shang Yang, he was stunned, and said heavily: "You guys go in first, don't be afraid, this kind of thing is the norm abroad, and it can be solved in a few minutes..."

Shang Yang thought about it, and was going to tell him that he had to find a way to solve it once and for all, but before he could speak, Uncle Dong had already run forward.

"Let's go inside!"

Shang Yang withdrew his gaze.

Since I can't control it myself, there is no need to watch the play, I walked in first, and I could still hear the scolding of the customers in the headphones, and some were comforting the waiters.

It seems that foreigners are not all unfriendly to Asians.

It's only part of it.

They found a table and sat down, and after waiting for about five minutes, Uncle Dong walked back from outside, dragged through the glass, and could still see the group of people walking through the glass outside the door just now.

"Frightened, huh?"

Uncle Dong sat next to Shang Yang and said with a smile: "Don't change your overall impression of this country because of this one thing, they are just an example, not all, the vast majority of people are still very friendly..."

It's not hard to understand this, if you meet a hundred people on the street and 90 of them are friendly, only one of those 90 people will smile on their own initiative, and everyone will be a fool if they laugh.

The remaining ten people are unfriendly, but they will take the initiative to show cold eyes.

This creates the illusion that there is more viciousness than friendliness.

Li Long thought for a while and asked, "There are many of you, why don't you resist?"

"Resistance?"

Uncle Dong shook his head bitterly: "You are still young, you don't understand, you have to integrate into the local culture and customs when you are in a foreign land, and there is no need to fight hard with people like them, their lives are not valuable, our lives are valuable..."

Li Mang also spoke: "However, there are many of you, so you want the money back!"

"If they resist, they may never come again to ask for money"

"Indeed" Uncle Dong agreed, sighing: "But once the habit is formed, it will become a rule, and anyone who wants to break the rules will pay the price, not to mention that there is not much money every month, it should be regarded as charity."

Habits become rules?

Shang Yang thought about it and felt that this sentence was very interesting, indeed, if he resisted from the beginning, he might make a small fuss, but once things were mechanized for a few years or even more than ten years, even a dime dispute would not be shaken, and once it was broken, it was very likely to evolve into an earth-shattering event.

Before anyone else could speak, Uncle Dong said again: "The hot pot is here, let's eat, see if the taste is authentic, I fried it myself, hehe..."

Shang Yang didn't say anything, and the two didn't say more.

After eating, Uncle Dong took three people to find a hotel nearby, all on the same street, there are not a few stars, but the boss is very kind, according to Uncle Dong, there are many domestic tourists, all of whom are recommended by him to live here.

The trio didn't pack much.

Seeing that it was still early, he asked the innkeeper to help rent a car and go to the area of Jessica's house to see the situation first, after all, the main purpose of coming here is to save Qi Sitai, not to enjoy the mountains and rivers.

Get in the car and go straight to the location you've researched beforehand.