In addition to the hospital, Masaki returned to the café, but was surprised to find that the situation in the café was very different from when he left.

Before he left in the morning, the store was still messy, but now he was surprised to see that the bright and clean ground, neatly arranged tables and chairs, was very different from before he left.

Masaki glanced at it and saw a few figures who were trying to wipe the coffee stains on the ground with their heads buried in them, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and ask, "Who are you?"

"Mr. Zheng, you're back," said the owner of the figure, straightening up.

Zhengji's face saw the faces of several people, his face was blank, and he said, "Didn't you let you go home and rest? Why are you here again?"

"Mr. Zheng, we have nothing to do when we go back, a few of us are not seriously injured, they are all skin injuries, and now we don't feel it, we are idle anyway, so we will come back to help" One of them said crampedly.

Masaki glanced at everyone, a trace of warmth flashed in his heart, he also grabbed a rag from the side, and said: "That's okay, I'll wipe it with everyone, and I'll invite everyone to a big meal after wiping", after speaking, he picked up the rag and squatted down to wipe the tiles little by little.

Several employees were moved when they saw the skillful movements of political discipline, and the identity of the boss actually accompanied them to wipe the floor.

Soon, with the efforts of everyone, the entire store was clean and tidy again, several people wiped the black on their faces, and Zhengji also wiped their sweat, straightened their sore waist and said, "It's hard work, what do you want to eat at night?"

"You can do it, we can eat anything," said a slightly chubby employee.

"Then what's going on, it's you who worked hard today, you have the final say", Masaki shook his head and said.

"Why don't we go eat skewers?" suddenly suggested one of them.

"Kebabs, that's a good idea, where are you going?" said Masaki's eyes lit up.

"I know a place where the skewers are very good, but I don't know if you mind going to a food stall," one said.

"Food stalls, is it the one at the city gate?" Masaki suddenly thought of the barbecue in the city gate tower that he always frequented in his previous life, and the taste is still unforgettable.

"How do you know?" said the proposer, curiously.

"I've been there before, that's that house, what do I mind, it's also a good experience for everyone to sit together and masturbate, let's go", Masaki said with a smile.

The group walked in the direction of the city gate tower not far away, and in less than twenty minutes, they arrived at their destination, Zhengji looked at the familiar food stalls, smelled the aroma of barbecue, looked at the boss who is still young now, and thought about his appearance more than ten years later, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

"Boss, here are 200 lamb skewers, 60 kidneys, enoki mushrooms are also grilled, and by the way, two more beers" Masaki said to the middle-aged man who was busy.

"Okay, I'll do it for you right away," the boss said without looking up.

Zhengji nodded, looked back at the employees and asked, "I'll order these first, you guys come and see what else you want, don't be polite, be more, everyone should be happy tonight." "

Several employees are not easy to sweep the boss's interest, not to mention that the boss is not bad for these money, and they all generously ordered some of their favorite food.

Soon, the hot meat skewers were served up one by one, and everyone looked at the meat skewers that exuded fragrance and oil, and couldn't help but move their index fingers, and Masaki took the lead in picking up one and taking a bite gently, and sure enough, it was still the taste of the year, and it hadn't changed at all.

"Mr. Zheng, I didn't see it before, but you are also a kung fu person," said an employee after taking a sip of beer.

"That's it, if you don't say I'll forget, Mr. Zheng, your actions today are really handsome, like Bruce Lee, one of them put a group of them down," another employee named Li Xiang also said in response.

"Yes, Mr. Zheng, don't you know that we were all stupid at the time, I didn't expect that all the scenes on TV would be staged in reality, Mr. Zheng, what kind of kung fu did you learn, that name is amazing", one person said.

Zhengji waved his hand, took a bite of the meat skewer and said with a smile: "Flower fist embroidered legs, when I was a child, I learned a few tricks from a veteran in the community who was discharged from the army, but I didn't expect to use it today, mainly because the other party is not very good."

"Mr. Zheng, don't be modest, a group of us have never beaten anyone, you will all be down, you will be my idol in the future, I don't know if you can teach us in the future?" Li Xiang said.

Zhengji waved his hand when he heard this, joking, didn't he know how many catties and taels he had? If he hadn't relied on writing wheels to predict the other party's actions, he would only have been able to fight two people to the death, and let himself hand them over martial arts, wouldn't it be difficult for him?

"If you want to learn, I'll hire a martial arts teacher for everyone, I'll forget it, I'll do it twice, it's okay to practice by myself, if I hand it over to you, it will be a misguided child, and I won't be ugly," Masaki said.

Everyone saw that Zhengji disagreed, and they didn't dare to force it, after all, Zhengji was their boss.

The sky gradually got dark, the moonlight sprinkled on the dining table, and between the cups and lamps being pushed and changed, Masaki seemed to have returned to his previous life, and he watched everyone talk and laugh with blindfolded eyes.

"Hey, Sanhu, how do you know", after dinner, Masaki walked alone on the cold street and called Sanhu, and after leaving the police station today, he asked Sanhu to investigate the identity of the person who made trouble today.

"Mr. Zheng, the leader is called Ma Yuan, I heard the gangsters nearby say that he is a tyrant in Xincheng, relying on his brother-in-law is the captain of the police station, and he has tangled a group of gangsters who have nothing to do to collect protection money all day long, and he has not collected less money over the years, and our coffee shop is also within the scope of his protection money, I heard the clerks say that there were several people who came to collect protection money in his name before, but he was driven away, this time I think he is unwilling, and deliberately finds fault" The three tigers told Zhengji the results and inferences of his afternoon investigation in one breath.

"Well, I understand, have you found out where Ma Yuan's nest is?" Masaki nodded when he heard this, it seems that the one who said to himself and Ma Yuan at the police station today should be his brother-in-law.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, I can't inquire about this, and the few people I asked don't know, but they say that Ma Yuan often appears in a bar outside the city," Sanhu said.

"Well, it's been a hard day, do you know the location of the bar?" said Masaki as he stopped and looked up at the full moon in the sky.

The three tigers reported the address, thought about it and said, "Mr. Zheng, do you need me to do anything?"

"No need, you go back and rest, I'll call you when you need to", after saying that, Masaki hung up the phone, turned around and walked slowly towards the suburbs outside the city gate.

The three tigers on the other side of the phone listened to the busy sound coming from the mobile phone, what was the boss going to do when he inquired about Ma Yuan's location? Thinking of what Zhengji did in Shencheng, he didn't think that Ma Yuan would be safe and stable after provoking the boss, you know, the boss was in Shencheng, even if he was not familiar with life, he would pull Zhang Deyuan, who controlled half of Shencheng, off the horse, and even his boss was sentenced to a suspended death, he was very curious, this time, in the boss's hometown, Zhengji would do it.

In the bar, Ma Yuan drank wine one by one, looked at the man kneeling on the ground with red eyes, and smashed the wine glass in front of the other party with a "snap", and the people in the bar heard the movement here and looked over, but no one stepped forward, just looked at the man kneeling on the ground with a gloating face.

"Li Er, you came up with a good idea, so that more than 20 brothers of Lao Tzu are still lying on the bed now, there are more than ten fractures, and the medical expenses alone are hundreds of thousands, let's talk about it, what are you going to do?" Ma Yuan stared at Li Er on the ground viciously and said, he felt sore teeth when he thought of the appearance of Zhengji killing God this morning, he had seen ruthless, he had never seen such ruthless, most of the people he brought over were fractured, thinking of Zhengji's eyes before leaving, he was still a little unnatural.

"Are you talking, dumb? What are you talking about fat sheep? Are you deliberately cheating Lao Tzu? It seems that you don't even want the other leg anymore?" Ma Yuan looked coldly at Li Er, who was silent on the ground.

Li Er raised his head bitterly, he thought that he would be able to breathe a sigh of relief from Ma Yuan, but he didn't expect that stealing chickens would not lead to a handful of rice, and even the person who came up with the idea at the beginning was implicated: "Brother Ma, I really don't blame me, I just see that he is rich, and he has no backstage in Xincheng, but I really don't know that he is so powerful."

"There's no backstage, who told you? Which dog of you saw that he didn't have a backstage? Without a backstage, people can be on the news for thirty points? Without a backstage, the mayor of Xincheng will be ready to eat with others?" Ma Yuan remembered the scene when his brother-in-law told him the news he got from the director after Zhengji left in the afternoon, and couldn't help but hate Li Er's teeth, although he relied on his brother-in-law to have a smooth ride in Xincheng, but he was not stupid, the person who could be invited to dinner by the mayor, could he provoke himself? Don't talk about yourself, even my brother-in-law is afraid that someone else will be unlucky.

"Brother Ma, I was wrong, I really don't know, I also want to give my brothers multiple channels for money", Li Er cried with tears in his eyes.

Ma Yuan glanced at Li Er in disgust, kicked him away, and scolded: "Get out of Lao Tzu, let me see you in the future and break your dog's legs."