It wasn't until midnight that Mitsui returned to the barbecue stand.

Now that Lynch has roughly known what happened to Mitsui, Mitsui didn't take the initiative to say it, so he didn't talk about this topic anymore so as not to make people sad.

Perhaps Mitsui already had a choice in his heart, and it may not be a good thing to leave the club and live a peaceful life.

Lynch also specially instructed Sakuragi's big mouth not to stimulate Mitsui, and it was good to listen to his promise, I don't know if he went to his heart.

Nothing was said all night.

But the next night's peace was shattered.

When Sakuragi and the others were about to close their stalls, a group of dozens of cool sports cars drove up.

The cars are richly painted, the bodies are painted in various colors, the roar of the huge cylinders, and the smoke from rubbing against the tires all indicate their unusual status.

Many sports cars played 360 drift in front of the barbecue stall, the graceful figure of the beautiful woman and the graceful arc of the body complemented each other, the piercing brake sound, and the smell of burnt paste came from the shouting, stimulating people's adrenaline secretion.

"Look, the car king doesn't touch the steering wheel, he starts to touch the iron plate!"

"I don't know if the squid grilled by the king of the car is delicious?"

"The car king changed his career to grill squid, I don't know if the money I earn in a day can be enough to change my tire!"

The loud roar could not hide the ridicule of those people, and in an instant, the front of the barbecue stall was in a miasma.

"Damn!" Mitsui put down his work and was about to rush forward to drive these people away.

Sakuragi is also a militant, how can he bear it at this time, he has to go to stand up for Mitsui.

"Don't go any of you!" At this time, Lynch pressed the shoulders of the two behind him.

"Mitsui, since you have decided to withdraw from the rivers and lakes, you must learn to forbear, you can't bear this stimulation, then you don't want to go ashore for the rest of your life." Lynch said in a deep voice.

This sentence seemed to touch Mitsui's nerves, and he stood in place, although he was angry in his heart, but in the end he did not rush out of the barbecue stand.

"Little San, if you have any concerns, stay here, watch me Sakuragi help you out!" Sakuragi doesn't care, since he learned the ancient Chinese boxing method, he always wants to practice well, these little minions are good sparring partners.

Duang！

To deal with an idiot like Sakuragi, sometimes it is more effective to use your hands than your mouth.

Sakuragi lay on the ground in a daze, with a big bag bulging out of his head.

The thugs shouted in front of the stalls for a while, and then they all drove away, and the streets were calm again.

And those cross-cutting tire marks on the road are proof of how noisy it was just now.

Lynch knew that it must have been the arrival of Silly Qiang who leaked the news, and it was destined that the future would not be peaceful from today.

As the saying goes, some people have grievances, and if there are grievances, there are rivers and lakes. People are rivers and lakes, how do you quit?

So if you want to stay away from the rivers and lakes, you must stay away from people. That's what Mitsui had to go through.

And as Mitsui's friends, these are also what Lynch and they have to experience.

The next night, another wave of people came, but this time it was Mitsui's fans.

They parked their car far across the road, walked to the barbecue stand, and kindly ordered a lot of lamb skewers and squid.

Of course, they didn't come to make a comeback, they came to ask Mitsui to come back, and naturally Mitsui refused.

"Little San, why are you in a hurry to express your position, you said that you still have to think about it, let them come a few more times, and we can make more money!" Sakuragi suggests.

Sakuragi's desire to make money is super strong these days, which is also a good thing, although it is a bit out of place.

Mitsui quarreled with Sakuragi again, and Lynch didn't bother to deal with this kind of daily activity at all.

But at midnight, the previous thugs reappeared, more punctual than clocking in to work.

Some of the guests haven't left yet, and when they see this situation, they are still in the mood to masturbate, so they hurriedly pay the bill and leave.

This time, without Mitsui's action, Lynch will stop doing it, and it is unforgivable to affect my barbecue stall business.

Lynch is not a violent person, so he bought seven or eight boxes of nails the next day, and before midnight, he pinched the troublemakers to punch in a little earlier, spilled all the nails on the road, and waited for the show to begin.

The thugs arrived as promised, but they could no longer hear the roar of the cylinders and the cheers of excitement, only the sound of punctures one after another.

There were also many sports cars that crashed into each other because they couldn't dodge.

The wide street was transformed into a car show in an instant.

The diners who were about to leave immediately brought in a lot of friends to visit the free car show while skewering, and the barbecue stall had to extend its business hours.

"Brother Qi, you are such a genius, I didn't expect such a great marketing plan!" Sakuragi praised admiringly.

In the next few days, these thugs did not show up again, and it was really under the sanction of Lynch's bad trick that the cost of one visit was too high, and the barbecue stall was able to restore its usual harmony.

Only occasionally some friends or followers of Mitsui will come, some will come to lobby, and some will simply come to cheer.

I thought that this turmoil would be spent so peacefully, but on this day, a group of people from the club in suits came to the barbecue stall.

Did the Japanese club take the endorsement of the suit brand?

Or are you afraid that others will not know that you belong to the community?

At my house, I thought the real estate agent was doing some kind of promotion!

Lynch didn't take them too seriously, maybe they came to masturbate collectively.

This time it was a tall man who was very special and didn't wear a suit.

For such a person with his own unique taste, Lynch still appreciates it. In particular, his flowing mid-length hair is very stylish, and a handful of dyed white hair is teased in front of his face, which makes him full of anger, plus a deep V-flower shirt, baggy sling pants, and a pair of clogs, even on the runway show, he is definitely leading the trend.

It's just that Lynch sees this person's appearance and feels very much like a person, and there are some differences when you look closely, thinking that it just looks similar.

"Mitsui, it turns out that you are hiding here, and you are living a very nourishing life!" As he spoke, the man walked into the barbecue stand, picked up two strings of squid, and threw them on the iron plate in front of Mitsui.

"Brother Squid, if you come to make trouble, you are not welcome here!" Mitsui said coldly.

"Troublemaker, who's here to make trouble!" The man named Squid asked his subordinates, "Is that you?" Or you! ”

It's very cheap.,It's annoying.。

"No one is here to make trouble, we are here to eat the car god squid, how to open the door to do business is not to pick up customers!" Brother Squid always smiled, but he always gave people a sense of cruelty, and heard him say, "Hurry up, record a video for him and upload it on the Internet, and the Internet celebrity grills squid to drive guests!" ”

Mitsui didn't know that the other party was provoking, this person was the driver who replaced him, and now he is the top driver of the club, and he has always been at odds with him, and he will never come here today to cheer.

"We're here to eat the car god squid, why are you afraid that I won't give money!" Brother Squid took a few large bills from his subordinates, threw them on the operating table, and said cheaply: "We have so many brothers, ten strings each!" ”

Mitsui glared at Brother Squid angrily, warned himself that he must endure the other party's provocation, picked up the few big bills, and said with a cold gaze: "The money is not enough!" ”

"Damn!" Brother Squid was so embarrassed by this sentence, he slapped the head of his subordinates next to him vigorously, "Take the money, take the money!" Didn't you hear people say they didn't have enough money? ”

The little brother didn't dare to dodge the beating, so he hurriedly took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket and handed it to the squid brother.

"That's enough, give me as much as you want, I'll eat you today!" Brother Squid frantically threw the pile on the table again, regaining the lost momentum.

Mitsui put away the money, lowered his head, took out dozens of skewers of squid and began to grill them.

He didn't want to cause trouble, even if he was humiliated, he planned to calm things down and get rid of these plague gods as soon as possible.

"Brothers, big brother, I have a treat today, we all find a place to sit down, and wait for the Internet celebrity squid that our car god roasted!" Brother Squid looked proud, and had to beckon his subordinates to sit down at the barbecue stand.

Those subordinates didn't come out to mix on the first day, so they naturally knew what the eldest brother meant, and there were not a few tables in the barbecue stall, so they were still sitting in scattered places, and many guests saw the people of these clubs smashing the field, so they dared to stay, and hurriedly got up and left.

Hey, why is it endless!

Lynch sat on the side and didn't speak, if it weren't for the fact that they had also paid the bill, Lynch would have sent them away long ago.

Hey, doing business always has to face such a situation, who can know the sadness of the buyer and seller.

"Hey, I just went to the toilet and it was full again, so it looks like I'm going to be busy until late today?"

Sakuragi had just gone to the toilet for convenience, and when he came back from outside, he saw that the barbecue stall was full of customers, and in his eyes, he didn't care what style of suit the other party was wearing, only what color of money they had in their pockets.

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