The scolding of the decoration workers made Jiang Zhihao's eyes even colder, but Zhong Jiawei was afraid that he would attack others again and cause more trouble, so she hugged him tightly and refused to let go.
The decoration workers threw their tools on the ground casually, folding their arms and waiting to watch the joke.
About twenty or thirty minutes later, two vans stopped in front of the store, and eight or nine people got out of the van, each carrying something like a wooden stick in his hand.
They arrogantly pushed through the crowd and came over. The man who was beaten by Jiang Zhihao immediately stepped forward and said, "That's the boy. He'll beat me hard in a minute. I'll take care of anything!"
"You even dare to offend my brother Ma, I'm so impatient. Boy, come here right now and kneel down and kowtow, so I can beat you less!" the bald man walking at the front shouted.
The store was not too big, but more than ten people came in, making the space a bit crowded. Most importantly, the menacing look of these people scared Zhong Jiawei.
She had been a good student since she was a child. She had never done anything with anyone until she was so old. She grabbed Jiang Zhihao's clothes out of fear and didn't know what to do.
Jiang Zhihao looked at those people calmly. When he heard the bald man's words, he clenched the stick in his hand and said coldly: "I don't have the habit of kneeling down on scum. If you want to fight, I can accompany you. But before you do it,
, you’d better think it over carefully.”
"What are you thinking about? Thinking about how to beat you?" The bald man glanced at Zhong Jiawei and suddenly said with a smile: "Or are you thinking about how to talk about life with this beauty?"
Jiang Zhihao narrowed his eyes slightly. What he couldn't tolerate the most was someone being disrespectful to Zhong Jiawei.
The man who had been beaten yelled: "What nonsense are you talking to him? Beat him! Boy, weren't you pretty good at pretending just now? Come and try pretending for me again!"
With nearly ten people surrounding him, it was quite oppressive. Jiang Zhihao knew that he would definitely suffer if they fought like this.
He tilted his head slightly and reminded Zhong Jiawei: "Stand back, don't go forward."
"Don't mess around, I, I called the police!" Zhong Jiawei suddenly summoned up the courage to shout at those people.
The man who was beaten earlier sneered: "You report it, I still want to call the police. We will see whether you arrest him or me later!"
These words made Zhong Jiawei hesitate for a while. If the police were called, Jiang Zhihao would be more likely to be arrested. Because the man just said some random words and didn't really do anything. Instead, Jiang Zhihao beat him twice.
If we really want to calculate it, Jiang Zhihao is more responsible for hitting people.
Jiang Zhihao initially did not agree to call the police because of this consideration.
Once you call the police, they won't care whether you are justified or not. Anyway, just hitting someone is wrong.
The reason why he asked the man to call for help was because if both sides took action, it would be considered a fight and each would get fifty blows.
Seeing Zhong Jiawei's hesitant look, the group of people laughed arrogantly.
They raised their sticks and approached Jiang Zhihao step by step.
The woman who came to vandalize the store was also shouting arrogantly: "I told you to close the store a long time ago, but if you don't listen, you will have to be beaten up before you obey. You deserve it!"
At this moment, the roar of an engine suddenly came from outside, and then, a Lamborghini sports car stopped at the door.
Such top-notch sports cars are rarely seen, and they are very eye-catching.
Most importantly, a Lamborghini is not the end, but the beginning.