"Okay, I'll be right over." After the boss finished speaking, he wiped his mouth with a napkin, stood up and said, "Two brothers, I'm sorry, I'll go and have a look, and we'll continue to drink when we come back later." ”

The boss went out of the door of the box, and the fat man and I didn't care, after all, the restaurant can meet different customers every day, and it is normal for some guests to mess around and not control their hands and feet, and it is not uncommon for drunk and molesting waitresses or something. The fat man and I continued to drink, the fat man was depressed, and I was not happy, so I drank some wine and talked, and the two of us could be regarded as adjusting. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for a noise to come from outside, and it seemed to be getting more and more noisy. Feeling that something was wrong, I stood up, walked to the door, and as soon as I opened the door of the box, I saw the boss covering his head and walking here accompanied by several male waiters. There seems to be blood seeping out between the fingers covering his head, the boss is scolding and saying something, many guests are standing on both sides of the corridor to watch, and the boss is making a lot of noise, and many people can be heard scolding the street.

The fat man who stood behind me also saw this scene, and said strangely: "Is someone making trouble?" ”

"I'll take a look." I walked out of the box door, followed the boss and a few waiters to the bathroom, I saw the boss washing the wound with water, take a closer look, it was a wound about three or four centimeters long, and there were some glass slags sticking to the hair, it looked like someone should have hit the head with a glass bottle, and when cleaning the wound, the boss grinned in pain and had a painful expression.

"What's wrong?" I asked curiously.

"Hey, fuck, a bunch of ruffians!" The boss scolded.

At the beginning of the 21 st century, it was not uncommon for ruffians and hooligans to develop into the nature of the underworld, and most of them were gangs formed by some social hooligans, who usually went to various places to collect some money, ate white food in groups, or did some things to cheat and deceive. Some of them have a big boss on their heads, or some networks, and they are usually more arrogant. In a good market like Jufu Restaurant, it is normal for local ruffians and hooligans to come to eat. But the owners of the hotel must be exquisite, and the filial piety that should be given must be indispensable, and they will not collide with them. The real world is not what it looks like in the Crazy Boy movie, especially in Shanghai, where you use a knife to hack someone to death on the street, make headlines every minute, and shave your head and squat in the horn overnight.

"How could that be done to you? Got into a fight? I asked curiously.

"Hey, in business, it's inevitable to encounter this kind of deflatedness. Mad Dog and their gang have not formed such an evil force for a long time since they were cleaned up by you and Cui Zhen. But a few years ago, there was a group of ruffians who came out of nowhere, about thirty or forty people, who contracted the vegetable market in the north at first, and fought a few fights with people, but there was no. I heard that someone from above took care of it, and there was a background. I can't afford to provoke this kind of person who is open to business, so I simply don't provoke it. "After the boss's wound was cleaned up, it looked like he was going to the hospital.

"So what's going on today?" I asked curiously.

"Hey, aren't there a few new waitresses in the store, these ruffians came to eat, and they drank too much and grabbed a girl and didn't let go. The girl is here to work, if she is really taken advantage of, who will come to work in my store? I went to persuade and probably spoke a little heavier, but I didn't expect these brutes to smash my head with a wine bottle, and oops, it hurts to death......"

"Oh, that's it. What about people now? I asked again.

"It's still in the box of the Peony Hall, but the waiter brought it out, but they refused to leave. I have to accompany him for a while, and if I can't get the money back for a table of wine and food, I don't say anything, and it is estimated that I will have to post it upside down for several hundred. Hey...... "Open the door to do business, and the relationship in all directions must be clear, and it is difficult for him, and he will lose his smile if he is bullied."

"I'll help you settle it." As soon as these words came out, I didn't expect the boss's face to change, "I can't eat your table of wine for nothing, I'll go talk to those people, it's nothing, it's all mixed in the circle." ”

"That's unacceptable, if you make a move, those people won't ......"

"Don't worry, I'm measured. Haha......" I patted him on the shoulder and said to the waiter next to me, "Show me the way." ”

Outside the box of the Peony Hall, shouts could be heard from inside, and a few people who had drunk too much kept shouting. The young waiter pointed to it a little frightened and said, "It's this group of people, and the one who takes the lead is a flat-headed fat man named Brother Zhang." The others are all younger brothers, and there are about a dozen of them. ”

"Got it, go ahead." I motioned for him to leave, and the fat man approached slowly from the other side of the hallway, and I pushed the door open, and the voice inside suddenly froze, and I looked at him strangely. At a glance, I saw a fat man sitting in the middle of the table, about forty years old, with a glass full of red light, and a smashed glass bottle on the ground, and the fat man beside me said, "The man next to the fat man has a wound on his hand." ”

I looked over, and sure enough, one of the people had blood on his hands, and it looked like it was the hand of this person.

"What the hell!" As soon as they saw the two of us strangers, someone shouted. I walked in with a smile, kicked the glass shards off the floor, pulled out a chair and sat down, and said, "I'm here for the boss to see what the hell is going on." ”

"Oh, Boss Song's people. I couldn't help but talk to him, my brothers drank too much, and I didn't control my hands just now. But when the brothers came to his restaurant for dinner, it could be regarded as giving him face, and this matter was over. The flat-headed fat man said with a hippie smile, looking completely unserious.

"What do you call a brother?" The eyes of the people with blood stains on their hands kept glancing at the fat man's body, and it was obvious that in the eyes of this group of people, the fat man's combat power was much stronger than my small body.

"My name is Ba Xiaoshan, and this is my brother Cui Zhen." I spoke.

"It seems that the little brother is not very old, I have finished speaking, brother, I will toast you, and after drinking this glass of wine, we will forget about it." After the flat-headed fat man finished speaking, he asked the little brother next to him to pour me a glass of wine, I slowly stood up and walked over, and the fat man walked to the door knowingly and locked the door. I picked up the glass and said, "Who is covering you?" ”

Speaking of this, a few people felt that something was not quite right. The flat-headed fat man shouted at me, "Little brother, what are you doing?" Check my details? ”

"Don't be nervous, I'm not a cop." I took out a cigarette from my pocket, lit it and continued, "I have been coming to this restaurant for more than ten years, and I am also an old acquaintance of Boss Song, so I am a good friend. A few friends who hit me wanted a glass of wine, but I'm afraid it won't work. ”

My words were tantamount to picking out that I wanted to make trouble, and more than a dozen people on the opposite side stood up all at once, surrounded me and the fat man, and the flat-headed fat man also lit a cigarette, and said with a smile: "I haven't heard of the name of the brother, which way is it mixed up?" Look at your young age, there is a big brother on your head. ”

"I don't have a big brother to cover, and I'm not young anymore." I said with a smile.

"Then you're looking for death." The man with blood on his hand next to him is estimated to be more impulsive, as soon as he heard me speak in this tone, he was a little angry, and he picked up a beer bottle from the table and smashed it into my head, but before the hand fell, the fat man grabbed his neck, and the fat man shouted, and pressed the guy to the ground, and the other party fell to the ground and his frightened face changed, and then stared at the fat man, at this time the fat man was angry, and his eyes were blazing when he looked at him like a mad tiger. The face of the person who was pressed down turned white for a moment, and he immediately showed timidity.

"You fuck, dare to touch my brother!" The flat-headed fat man yelled and slammed the table, several people around him the guys, some with the table and some with wine bottles, I sat on the chair and sneered, and with a light touch of my fingers, I heard a few crisp sounds, "Bang bang bang!" The beer bottles in the hands of several people were immediately shattered, and they were so frightened that they thought they didn't know where someone had shot!

"Fuck, got a gun?" The flat-headed fat man's face changed and he shouted loudly.

I smoked a cigarette and said, "Call all your brothers, and better the people who cover you, and I'll be with you for a while." ”

As soon as the words fell, the dining table in front of him "clicked" from the middle and cracked!