Li Mu has not eaten hometown food for a long time while abroad. Ten years later, he feels extremely happy to be able to eat this kind of food again:
"Sister Mo Wan, this restaurant has been open for more than ten years, right? When I was a kid, for my birthday, did I order the Guobao Pork from this restaurant?"
Jun Mowan smiled and said:
"Thank you for remembering that after you left, I came here every summer to work odd jobs. Later, when I got rich, I bought the small independent house in the back. It's not far from the company. I often come here to eat here."
The two reunited after a long absence, and the more they chatted, the happier they became. But later, they felt that it was not enough, so Jun Mowan simply canceled the afternoon meeting, ordered wine, and started changing glasses.
Li Mu's drinking capacity was very good, but Jun Mowan was not weak either. The more they drank, the happier they became. They even replaced the hot dishes with cold ones, and the night was over as soon as they drank.
I don’t know how much they drank, but when the two of them walked out of the restaurant arm-in-arm, the street lights were already on.
"Let's go! Go to my sister's house. The house has enough wine stewards!"
Jun Mowan was a little dizzy after drinking too much, but the wine was very good, so she dragged Li Mu home.
Just as they arrived downstairs at Jun Mowan's house, a group of people got out of several broken vans.
Some of them held baseball bats, while others took out swing sticks and walked toward the two men aggressively.
The bald man at the head said with a ferocious smile:
"Little brat, let me wait for you. If you dare to offend our Mr. Zhao, I will let you know how powerful you are today."
These dozen big men are the club security team under the Emgrand Group. They are usually responsible for watching the venue. They are considered to be local hooligans who have lost their jobs.
Li Mu didn't expect that Zhao Shanhe would be such a villain and send people to block Jun Mowan's door.
Dragons have reverse scales, and the seven sisters are Li Mu's reverse scales. He hasn't been home for ten years, and this happened to him on the first day he came back. How could Li Mu endure it?
However, before Li Mu could get angry, the sister beside him was so angry that she threw off her expensive high heels and said coldly:
"No one can touch my brother. Where is Zhao Shanhe? Take me to see him."
Li Mu grabbed his drunk sister and said with a smile:
"Sister, haven't you been asking to see the injuries on my body? I'll show you now."
As he spoke, he pulled off his short sleeves, revealing muscles as strong as a cheetah's.
Vertical and horizontal stab wounds and explosion-shaped bullet hole scars were all over Li Mu's upper body.
Jun Mowan stayed where she was. She couldn't imagine what Li Mu had gone through in the past ten years.
The gangsters holding various weapons stood on the spot. As long as they were not blind, they would recognize that these wounds could not be left by ordinary weapons.
The muscular man in front of him, although he was swaying from drink, exuded a ruthless and overbearing look out of thin air.
Next to the bald man, a young man tugged on the boss's sleeves and whispered:
"Boss, the idea is quite tricky. This guy doesn't look like an ordinary person."
The bald man also hesitated, but when he thought about the money stuffed in his pocket, he still said ferociously:
"Let's go together, get rid of him first!"
The few gangsters who came here were all desperadoes. After hearing what the boss said, they rushed towards Li Mu without hesitation.
Although Li Mu had drunk too much, his instincts from years of fighting were still there. When he saw the crowd coming, he jumped up and put his foot on the bald leader's chest.
The force of this kick was so strong that the bald head that rushed up was kicked away and hit the crowd behind him. Four or five of the dozen or so people fell instantly.
The gangster who rushed up had a wooden baseball bat in his hand and swung it hard at this time.
Li Mu raised his hand and pinched the little gangster's wrist, and twisted it hard. With a cracking sound of bones breaking, the stick was out of hand and he caught it accurately.
"ah!!!"
The little gangster screamed in pain and swung the baseball bat that had been taken away.
Bang!!
There was a loud noise, and another gangster who rushed up was hit with blood flowing out and fell directly to the ground.
It has to be said that the gangsters Zhao Shanhe hired were of good quality. In the blink of an eye, a few of them became popular, but the people behind them still dared to come forward.
A gangster grabbed a dagger in his hand and stabbed Li Mu in the waist at an extremely tricky angle.
This knife wouldn't kill Li Mu, but it would be enough for him to drink a pot.
The distance was extremely close. Li Mu twisted his waist in a strange way to avoid the insidious knife. He twisted the opponent's wrist and directly inserted the knife into the person's thigh.
Chi!!
The splatter of blood covered Li Mu's body but did not interfere with his attack. The baseball bat swung out again and hit one person on the head.
With a bang, and two consecutive blows, the stick exploded into a piece of wood, which was directly smashed by Li Mu.
Before the bald man who had climbed up could rush forward again, he was kicked to the ground by Li Mu.
At this time, the ground was already wailing. Li Mu grabbed the baseball covered with stubble and pressed it against the bald man's neck. The stubble dug into his flesh, causing him to keep wailing in pain.
"Don't worry about Zhao Shanhe's affairs. Next time I see you, it won't be as simple as seeing someone famous. Do you understand?"
The bald man was so frightened that he bit his tongue. Looking at Li Mu, who was covered in bloody scars, he was so frightened that he nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.
Li Mu grabbed the bald head's clothes and tore them hard. The clothes were torn to pieces. While wiping the scarlet on his body, he put a baseball bat against the other man's neck and asked:
"Let me ask you, how did they get hurt today?"
The bald man swallowed his saliva and said:
"A few of us drank too much and got into a fight."
Li Mu asked again:
"Then have you seen me?"
The bald man shook his head quickly and said:
"I haven't seen him before, I don't know him."
Li Mu nodded with satisfaction upon hearing this, threw the tattered clothes that had wiped off the blood on his face and said:
"Very well, go away."
A group of people came in an aggressive manner and got into the car in disgrace.
Only then did Jun Mowan wake up, ran forward and pulled up Li Mu, who was covered in blood, and said:
"Xiao Mu, where are you hurt? It's all my sister's fault. It was my sister who hurt you..."
"Sister, I feel pain everywhere now, let's go home and talk?"
Jun Mowan nodded hurriedly and helped Li Mu back home with her bare feet.
After entering the house, Jun Mowan helped Li Mu directly into the bathroom like a little woman.
Li Mu said helplessly:
"Sister, I was just teasing you. I wasn't injured at all. You go out first. I'll take a shower and come out."
Both of them were drunk. Jun Mowan, who had drunk too much, started talking without thinking:
"No! Sister, let me wash it for you and let me check it before you can rest assured."