Chapter 1489 More than people (34 more)

At this time, in Lu Ye Seafood City, tourists were sitting in groups of three or three. Zhao Tiezhu got off the car and followed Zhao Ergou directly into the seafood city.

"Oh, welcome to come again!" The thin black man he met before appeared in front of Zhao Tiezhu again, "Why, are you bringing friends to eat this time?"

Zhao Tiezhu hugged his chest with both hands, looked at the thin black man with disdain, and said, "Grandpa is here to take revenge this time."

As the sea breeze blew, Zhao Tiezhu's hair, which had not been shaved for two months, fluttered with the sea breeze.

"Revenge?" The thin black man looked at the forty or fifty people following Zhao Tiezhu. There was no look of fear on his face. Instead, he felt like he wanted to laugh but couldn't help but not smile.

"Of course." Zhao Tiezhu also found that the atmosphere seemed to be wrong, but dozens of people on his side were watching. His momentum must not be weaker. Of course, Zhao Tiezhu made up his mind not to take action today, and the boss also fought like a gangster all day long. Is that the boss still the boss? If Zhao Tiezhu made up his mind to tentacles, even if the atmosphere was dozens or hundreds of times strange, it would be a cloud.

In the face of absolute force, any conspiracy is a cloud of conspiracy.

"Just dozens of you?" The thin black man pointed to the group of people behind Zhao Tiezhu and asked.

"Why, aren't there enough people?" Zhao Tiezhu sneered, "If you guys do you apologize to grandpa and compensate me today, grandpa will smash your store."

"Hahahaha." The thin black man finally couldn't help laughing.

"Is it funny?" Zhao Tiezhu asked with a calm face.

"No, no, I just think, you outsiders are so funny, fifty people, do you really think you have a lot of people?" The thin black man smiled and whistled, and then he saw the fat man Lu whom he saw yesterday appeared in front of Zhao Tiezhu with five or six chefs holding kitchen knives.

"Oh, are you bringing someone here?" Mr. Lu's face was as fearless as the thin black man.

"We are here to collect debts today." Zhao Tiezhu frowned and said, "How much did you cheat us yesterday? Today you have to give us at least three times. Otherwise, my brothers will not do it!"

"Haha, brothers? How many will I count!" Master Lu put the kitchen knife on the table beside him, and then counted one by one, two by three.

"Forty-six, are you what you call brothers?" Mr. Lu smiled disdainfully, "Little boy, how much do you want to compare with me?"

"Oh?" Zhao Tiezhu looked at Master Lu with a little curiousness, "It seems that now, we have more people."

"Come on, call someone." Mr. Lu glanced at the thin black man and said.

"Okay!" The thin black man picked up his cell phone and called out.

There is no other feeling about being looked down upon by others and the group of gang members from the Blood Soul Hall who came with Zhao Tiezhu. Just look down upon him, and we won’t lose anything anyway.

This is the difference between orthodox gangsters and those non-mainstream gangsters. When the gang leader says it, they will do it. When the gang leader doesn't say it, then no matter how you look down on us, we will ignore you. The kind of boss on TV who fucks the guy before he even speaks. According to the words of the world, it is called "no rules, no big or small", and that is to be beaten.

Zhao Tiezhu looked at this Master Lu leisurely, and was really looking forward to how many people he could call. Nowadays, there are too few people and gangs who dare to challenge the Blood Soul Hall. Now that they don’t know that they are from the Blood Soul Hall, they still play this kind of game with more people with interest. Zhao Tiezhu doesn’t mind playing with him. Anyway, playing a pig and eating a tiger is the first in all the pretentious skills. Zhao Tiezhu has already prepared his skills and is waiting to find an opportunity to let him go!

Tiandao looked at the so-called Master Lu opposite, who was quite curious. The aura of this man named Master Lu didn't look very good, nor did he look like a master or a hidden awesome person. How many people can such a person call? Although there are not many people here, there are at least 40. The ordinary gangsters beat up, and even if they are very awesome, they will rise to thirty or forty people, they are basically a group incident, and the police are all going to dispatch them.

Zhao Tiezhu simply asked everyone to sit down. The members of the Blood Soul Hall Gang didn't say much, and sat down one after another. Zhao Ergou, Zhao Tiezhu and Tiandao had a table.

Master Lu grinned with his big mouth, his nose hair was vaguely visible, and he said, "Don't run away, wait a moment."

"Let's see who runs away." Zhao Tiezhu said calmly.

After sitting for about five minutes, there were sounds coming from the door of the seafood food stall. Zhao Tiezhu turned around and saw many men wearing aprons walking in with kitchen knives. These people had big heads and thick necks. They were either big men but had knives, but they were knives in their hands. That was knives.

"Master Lu, are these people from other places here to make a fuss?" asked a bearded man.

"Dad Su, these are these people!" Master Lu looked at the bearded man and said, "What should I do if these people from other places rely on their own bullying me?"

"Oh? There are so many people?" The bearded man named Su Daddy showed some disdainful smile on his lips, and then shouted to the outside of the seafood city, "Come in, why are you staying outside?"

"Okay."

There were a sound of promises coming from outside, and then a group of people rushed in from outside.

Many of these people are young people. They look like they are in their twenties, holding kitchen knives or rolling pins in their hands, and some are holding harpoons for fish. They look like they are all local young men.

"Master Lu, who is here to come to us?" Some people shouted.

"Dad Su, are these foreigners?" someone shouted again.

The crowd came into the seafood food stall one after another. Zhao Tiezhu sat in the seat with his face unchanged expression and looked at the people. There were about a hundred people, which surprised Zhao Tiezhu. These more than a hundred people must not be gangsters. It seems that they are all cooks like Master Lu. What's going on in this world? The gangsters don't bully people, but they change to cooks to bully people? And they still shouted more than a hundred people out?

"Hey, how many people are there?" Mr. Lu stood in front of Zhao Tiezhu and said, "It seems that there are not many people in yours."

"Okay!" Zhao Tiezhu slapped the table and stood up. A group of people who were calling from Master Lu were instantly staring at Zhao Tiezhu.
Chapter completed!