Zhuangwei Garden.

As the name suggests, the decoration of the store is more farmhouse style, the decoration materials are mostly made of solid wood, there is a small artificial rockery at the entrance, the rockery is surrounded by flowing water, there is a miniature version of the retro waterwheel at the foot of the rockery, and the water is constantly roaring from the foot of the rockery, the car goes to the top of the rockery, and then the clear water flows from the top of the mountain into the pool below, and the cycle repeats.

In the southeast corner of the hall, the three Zhao brothers sat around the table, and there was a pot on the table, which was full of aroma, and there was a plate of peanuts and a plate of fried vegetables next to the pot.

The three brothers drank there with these three dishes.

At this time, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, and the popularity of Zhuangweiyuan was not so strong, and the diners in the hall were sparse, and only three percent of them were full.

There were no diners around the Zhao brothers' table.

It was Zhao Qifeng, the third child, who poured the wine, and Zhao Qifeng, who drank the wine, had a peach blossom face, a puff, but a faint flush.

The boss Zhao Sanshan's face is very serious with alcohol, and his originally black skin has become black and red under the influence of alcohol.

Zhao Wuyue's Guozi face was also very red, and the two-inch-long hideous scar on his cheek looked more and more hideous under the influence of alcohol.

When Zhao Qifeng got up again to help them pour wine, Zhao Wuyue squinted at him and asked with a tense face: "Third brother, big brother asked you to think of an idea last time to help me get back the lost face, have you really taken care of it? Why haven't you moved?"

Hearing this, Zhao Sanshan also stared at Zhao Qifeng's eyes, and wrinkled two thick eyebrows, "Third brother, haven't you thought of an idea yet?"

Zhao Qifeng raised his hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and chuckled, "There are many ideas, as many as you want, but do you need any ideas to deal with such a little guy? Don't worry! I've arranged everything, you just wait to see a good show!"

Zhao Sanshan smiled.

Zhao Wuyue raised his left hand and scratched the hideous scar on his face, a little dissatisfied, "What are you selling? What are you arranging? Do you want us to cooperate?"

Zhao Qifeng sat down, filled his wine glass, raised his glass, and squinted at Zhao Wuyue, "Second brother, don't worry! The show will be staged soon, I said that you should wait to watch the show, why do you need your cooperation? Hehe, you just need to cooperate with the play!"

Zhao Wuyue raised his eyebrows, and wanted to say something, Zhao Sanshan raised his hand, "Okay, second, don't be so anxious, since the third child let us watch the play, then be a little patient! Come on! Drink and drink!"

……

What exactly did Zhao Qifeng arrange?

The answer was soon revealed.

At one o'clock in the morning that day, the black Mercedes-Benz was very stable in the parking space in the Minghu Jiayuan community, Zhou An and Qu Yanyang pushed the door and got out of the car successively, and Liang Yu who drove was the last.

As soon as he got out of the car, Zhou An saw seven or eight figures suddenly rushing out of the unit door not far away.

Each person has a wooden stick thick as an arm, seven or eight people, all wearing a plastic mask on their faces, a monkey face mask, a Zhu Bajie mask, and an Erlang God mask, etc., seven or eight people came straight to them.

"Ah...... Who?"

Qu Yanyang's face changed, he exclaimed, and stretched out his hand to pull Zhou An back.

When she got out of the car just now, Zhou An came out of the passenger door, and she came out of the rear door on the same side, so Liang Yu, who had just gotten out of the car at this time, was on the other side of the body.

"Look for death!"

Liang Yu, who had just gotten out of the car, lifted his eyes, let out a deep sigh, took a step on his two long legs, and rushed over to meet the seven or eight figures.

Outside the co-pilot's door, Zhou An patted the back of Qu Yanyang's hand holding his arm, and comforted him lightly: "Don't be afraid! ”

"Huh?"

Qu Yanyang thought that she had heard it wrong, she was staring at Liang Yu's direction very nervously, but when she heard the words, she turned her face and looked at Zhou An in astonishment.

Zhou An broke her hand, took out a cigarette case and a lighter, lit a cigarette quite calmly, and sneered at Liang Yu, who was already fighting with the seven or eight people.

The seven or eight men all had sticks in their hands.

And Liang Yu was bare-handed.

When the first stick smashed into Liang Yu's head, Liang Yu raised his hand to grab the wooden stick, twisted and snatched, the wooden stick fell into his hand, raised his hand and smashed the other wooden stick that smashed over, his upper body suddenly leaned to the left, but his right foot suddenly kicked out sideways, and kicked out a person wearing a mask of Erlang God on the right with one kick.

Seven or eight wooden sticks smashed at the same time from several directions, Liang Yu is not a martial arts master, of course it is impossible to avoid them all.

A wooden stick slammed into his left shoulder, and with a muffled snort, he suddenly rushed forward, raised his right hand, and slapped the figure with the stick to the ground.

Like a tiger into a flock.

It is like chopping melons and vegetables.

Liang Yu, who is tall and long-legged, took a look at these seven or eight people, put down three or four, and after a few strokes, he knocked the remaining few to the ground.

The wooden sticks in the hands of these people hit him, as if they did not hurt him at all, in exchange for his sudden fierce counterattack, and he struck casually, and one of them fell to the ground immediately.

Zhou An had only smoked three or four puffs of the cigarette he had just lit, and the battle on Liang Yu's side was over.

Someone got up and wanted to run, Liang Yu rushed up and made up for it again, and someone got up and wanted to slip, so he rushed up and beat the person down.

A few times, the seven or eight masked men were in different positions, lying on their stomachs or falling to the ground, and no one dared to get up again.

Zhou An took another puff of cigarette, flicked the cigarette ash casually, and glanced at Qu Yanyang beside him.

She seemed to be stunned, her eyes forgot to blink, and she just stared blankly at the fight scene not far away.

When she was in the old store in Yinma County, she saw Liang Yu doing things with people, and at that time she knew that Liang Yu was very capable of fighting.

But she definitely didn't expect Liang Yu to be so able to fight, as the saying goes: Two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that the seven or eight people who rushed over just now still have such thick wooden sticks in their hands.

But none of these people seem to be able to get into Liang Yu's hands, and they can't stop a single move, as if an adult beats a child.

"Go! Go to the gate of the community and call the doorman!"

Zhou An's instructions came from the side, Qu Yanyang woke up like a dream, agreed, and hurriedly walked to the gate of the community, and from time to time looked back at the seven or eight people who fell around Liang Yu, until this time, she was still surprised.

Zhou An took another puff of cigarette and took out his mobile phone to call the police.

After calling the police, he thought about it for a while, and then called Tong Jinzhi, who was a policeman, what happened to these seven or eight masked people? He seriously suspected that the three brothers surnamed Zhao from Zhuang Weiyuan had brought them in.

These people are all wearing masks, if Liang Yu didn't win the battle and didn't leave these people behind, he might not necessarily call Tong Jinzhi.

After all, no matter how suspicious he was in his heart, he didn't see the face of the perpetrator, and there was no evidence, so he couldn't help the person behind the scenes.

But Liang Yu left all these people behind, so what if they were wearing masks? As soon as the police came, they took off the masks of these people, and naturally they could find out the identities of these people.

The phone call to Tong Jinzhi had only one purpose...... Fight to dig out the instigators behind these people.