Inside the hall of Zhuangwei Garden.

Zhao Qifeng turned on the flashlight again, shone around the hall, his eyes behind the glasses were complicated, his face sneered, and he muttered to himself: "I hurt our three brothers so badly, and I want to use the hard work of our three brothers to make money...... Hmph, you think beautifully!"

The flashlight shines on the wine rack behind the bar, and the wine rack is full of all kinds of red wine and white wine.

Then he shone on the two wine display cabinets next to the bar, and there were also a lot of beers in them, and the beam of the flashlight shone on the corner next to the display cabinet, where there were boxes of beer, piled up a lot.

These drinks are obviously left over from Zhuang Weiyuan before.

Zhao Qifeng smiled coldly, walked over quickly, grabbed a bottle of liquor from the wine shelf, and smashed it on the ground next to the bar, and then went to the wine shelf to grab the second bottle, grabbed the second bottle in his hand, and smashed it on the ground again.

He was very fast, bottles of liquor were smashed to the ground by him venting, and some of the liquor in the box, he would tear open the cardboard box outside, take out the liquor inside, and smash it on the ground.

Bottles of cheap or expensive liquor were smashed to the ground by him, and the overflowing aroma of liquor accompanied by the wanton flow of liquor soon filled the entire hall.

However, Zhao Qifeng still didn't stop, he was still gritting his teeth, smashing bottles of wine on the ground.

After a while, he finally got tired, and he stopped panting, and turned on his flashlight again to shine on the mess of liquor and broken bottles, and he grinned.

Turning off the flashlight, he reached into his arms and pulled out his cigarette and lighter.

What kind of smoke is smoke?

In the dark, it is not clear to see.

But when the small flame of the lighter burst out, he could see that he had a stainless steel windproof lighter in his hand.

The small flame burned on the cigarette butt, the cigarette was lit, Zhao Qifeng swept around with cold eyes, in this dark environment, he stayed long enough, at this time his eyes had adapted to the darkness here, and he could vaguely see the mess in a place.

"Hmph"

With two sneers, he turned and walked in the direction of the kitchen, and when he reached the kitchen door, he casually threw out the windproof lighter with a small flame still burning in his hand, and the lighter was thrown from his shoulder and tossed into the hall behind him.

When the stainless steel lighter fell to the ground with a soft sound, the "Peng" sounded softly, and the small flames ignited the liquor everywhere and quickly ignited the flames everywhere.

Zhao Qifeng turned his head slightly, and saw the flames all over the hall, the corner of his left mouth turned up slightly, and the fire all over the ground was reflected in the lens of his glasses.

"Hmph"

Sneering twice, he tugged at the collar of his trench coat, and without looking back, he strode to the back door of the kitchen.

If there is a condition, the restaurant kitchen will generally open a door, which leads directly to the outdoors.

With such a door, it is much more convenient in normal times.

For example, all kinds of ingredients, rice, oil, and other seasonings that are delivered into the kitchen every day can be sent directly into the kitchen through the back door of the kitchen without going through the front hall.

For example, the swill generated in the kitchen every day can also be transported directly from the back door of the kitchen, so that when the swill is transported out of the front hall, it will pollute the air in the front hall and affect the customer's dining environment and mood.

Zhao Qifeng was one of the owners of this Zhuang Weiyuan before, and he naturally knew the layout of this store.

I saw that in the dimly lit kitchen, he was familiar with the road, and walked straight and fast to the back door without bending, as long as he went out from there, he would soon disappear into the vast night.

……

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

In the deep alley outside the back gate of Zhuangwei Garden, three figures hurriedly came, and the one running in front was the youngest Lu Zonghui, followed by Lu Zongming, and the last one was Lu Chaojun.

After all, Lu Chaojun is over forty years old, maybe in terms of strength, Lu Zonghui and Lu Zongming are not as good as him, but in terms of speed and flexibility, Lu Chaojun is definitely inferior to these two.

Therefore, when it comes to running, he is not as good as these two apprentices.

But the constant urging, like a woman urging a man on the bed, was shouted by him.

As for Lu Zongyi?

It was left by the Lu Chaojun at the gate of Zhuangweiyuan just in case.

"Yes...... Is this it?"

Lu Zonghui, who ran at the front, was the first to run to the back door of Zhuangweiyuan, pointed to the door, and turned around to ask Lu Chaojun and Lu Zongming.

"Yes, yes?"

Lu Zongming, who was out of breath, was a little hesitant and not very sure.

"I'll take a look at ......"

Lu Chaojun panted and struggled to walk over, ready to look inside through the window next to the door.

Before he could get closer, the door was suddenly pulled open from within......

At that moment, both sides inside and outside the door were taken aback.

"Yikes!!"

Lu Zonghui screamed, as if he had seen a ghost.

But his exclamation startled Zhao Qifeng, who had just opened the door, and subconsciously closed the door, the whole person took two or three steps back, covering his heart with one hand, only to feel that his heart was beating violently, and his face was pale.

Outside the door.

Lu Chaojun was the first to react, and suddenly pointed to the door and shouted: "Quick! Quickly close that door! Don't let the people inside come out! Hurry up!"

"Oooh oh ......"

Lu Zonghui and Lu Zongming woke up like a dream and hurriedly rushed forward.

This time, Lu Zongming was faster, holding the handle of the door lock position with one hand, and pressing the wall next to the door frame with the other, turning around and panting and shouting to Lu Chaojun: "Uncle! Sure enough, it's a thief! Otherwise, that guy wouldn't have reacted so much when he saw us just now......

Lu Zonghui rushed over excitedly to help, but when he saw the handle on the door, he had been caught by Lu Zongming, and he had nowhere to grab it if he wanted to help.

But he soon found out, and excitedly shouted: "Master! It must be a thief! The lock on this door has obviously been smashed!"

"Good boy! How dare you be a thief...... Hey hey ......"

Lu Chaojun panted and ran over, with excitement on his face.

As for why they're excited?

Maybe they haven't even figured out why, maybe they just think it's exciting to catch a thief? It's like a child catching a mouse?

Inside the kitchen.

Zhao Qifeng had already heard the sound outside, his face was very ugly at this time, and he subconsciously rushed forward to pull the door, wanting to grab the door and escape as soon as possible.

But he suddenly exerted his strength, but he only pulled the door out of a two-inch-wide crack, and then it was pulled back by the people outside, and it was tightly sealed.

He exerted his strength again, this time only opening the gap that was more than an inch wide, and then the gap disappeared again.

He tried to pull the door several times in succession, but each time he opened the door, the crack became smaller and smaller.

And the excited voices outside the door kept coming to his ears.

"He's pulling the door! Good fellow!

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, he

"Yo! Come again? Don't give up? Yes! Don't you come yet?"

"Zong Ming, be careful! Don't let this guy run away!"

"Don't worry, uncle! compare the strength of my hands with me, he is still a little tender!"

"Brother Ming, let me catch it and have fun......!

……

Inside the kitchen.

Zhao Qifeng was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and his urine was about to come out, he had already tried his best, but he couldn't pull the door open, coupled with the excited voices of the guys outside the door, he heard a burst of despair.

Because judging by the sound, there were at least three men outside the door.

When he turned around, he saw that the door between the kitchen and the hall had been blocked by raging flames.

He knew why, because the ground on this side of the kitchen was lower, so the liquor on the floor of the hall would definitely flow to the kitchen.

And the liquor on the ground came first, and the flames naturally flowed over.