"Brother Long, it's these people who have disrupted our business."
The stall owner pointed at us and shouted excitedly.
It seems that the burly man in the lead is indeed Brother Long. This guy looks quite fierce, and there is a scar on his face. At first glance, he is a master who does not like to be hot.
"Fuck." Brother Long went up and slapped the stall owner on the face with a big-eared scraper, and said, "Aren't these a bunch of fucking brats? You can't even deal with a bunch of brats? It's really embarrassing for me."
The stall owner covered his face and said aggrievedly: "Brother Long, it's not our fault. These bastards are surprisingly capable of fighting. The six of us have never beaten them..."
"Especially that yellow-haired boy." The stall owner pointed at Zhang Xinyu and said, "He killed three of us by himself..."
"Ang?" Zhang Xinyu twitched the corner of his mouth and glared: "Why are you pointing at me, you old liar?"
"Young people are very angry."
Brother Long crossed his arms across his chest, looked at Zhang Xinyu sideways, and said with a sneer: "However, I have seen many people like you who show off their abilities, but unfortunately they often don't end well."
"What happens to us in the future has nothing to do with you." Jiang Chen said.
"It's a big deal." Brother Long said surreptitiously: "For example, now, you only have two options, either you kneel down together to apologize to my brother, and then compensate my injured brothers 20,000 yuan each for medical expenses plus Pay mental damages, or let us beat you up, which way do you choose?"
"We don't choose any path." Jiang Chen sneered and said, "You can just stop being ink. No matter what method you want to use, just use it. How can there be so much nonsense?"
"You don't know how to live or die!" After hearing this, Brother Long became angry. He had been living in the underground world of the provincial capital for so many years, how many people dared to speak to him like this? Now that a few little brats with half-haired hair were humiliated in public, how could he really not be angry?
"These three schoolgirls are very pretty. Take them away with me. As for the three men, I will destroy them and break their hands and feet!" Brother Long roared. As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen people behind him The sturdy man took out the stick hidden in his arms and rushed towards us.
Upon seeing this, the shop owner and several staff were so frightened that they screamed.
The battle was about to break out, but fortunately there was no one around. All the customers had just escaped after this group of people entered the store, so we didn't have to worry about anything during the fight and could fully show off our skills.
Originally, according to Brother Long's expectation, we should be defeated soon, and then have our hands and feet broken, becoming useless people. As for the three girls accompanying us, we can also be directly kidnapped.
It's a pity that fantasy is beautiful, but reality is cruel. This battle was completely one-sided. His men were knocked to the ground one by one without even hurting each other's hair. Keep moaning.
Three young boys beat a dozen strong men with sticks to a pulp. This scene can be described as unbelievable.
Brother Long stared at the crushing battle in front of him with wide eyes. He felt that he was kicked on the iron plate this time, but he couldn't blame him entirely. How could a few ordinary young people in their teens be able to defeat ten people? A few burly men with weapons beat him down? Unless these people have been practicing martial arts since they were born, how could they be so strong?
"it's your turn."
Just as Brother Long was shocked, a cold voice came to his ears. He turned around and saw a young man with a stern expression looking at him coldly. This young man was naturally Jiang Chen.
"You..." Brother Long just came back to his senses at this time. As soon as he said the word you, he suddenly felt a huge force coming from his face, and then he felt that his body was out of control. He flew up, and he didn't know anything about it after that, because he was knocked unconscious by Jiang Chen's punch.
The battle is over. More than a dozen men are lying on the ground, either fainting or moaning, but the six of us are unscathed, even our clothes are not damaged at all.
"How to deal with these guys?" I looked at Jiang Chen and asked in a low voice.
"Leave it to the police..." Jiang Chen said in a deep voice: "Judging from their crazy behavior just now, they probably do a lot of illegal things. Maybe they have killed everyone. Such people are the degenerates of society. Cancers cannot be let go, and their fate must be left to the law..."
"Is... is it reliable to call the police? They dare to beat people in public so confidently. Maybe they have already established a good relationship at the police station?" I asked worriedly.
"I think so too, so I already sent a message to the Spiritual Adjustment Bureau when they came, and they will send someone over soon. Hehe, it doesn't matter that the main function of the Spiritual Adjustment Bureau is to fight against ghosts, but something like this If we see this kind of thing, we have to take care of it." Jiang Chen said in a low voice, because the public does not know the existence of the Spirit Adjustment Bureau and ghosts, so when we mention the Spirit Adjustment Bureau, we will lower our voices.
"The Spiritual Adjustment Bureau has a very high status in the provincial capital. As long as the Spiritual Adjustment Bureau comes down with an order, even if the police here really have a py deal with Brother Long, they won't dare to protect him." Jiang Chen said in a low voice: "So , Brother Long will definitely be punished by law."
Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief. As expected of Jiang Chen, everything was arranged in an orderly manner. It seemed that Brother Long and others would not be able to escape this time.
People like them who dare to gather crowds to fight in public places have definitely committed many violations of law and discipline. If we let the police arrest them, we can also eliminate harm for the people.
Soon, we vaguely heard the sound of police sirens coming from far and near. The sirens became louder and louder, and then stopped at the door of the hot pot restaurant.
If such a serious thing happened in the hot pot restaurant, someone must have called the police.
Soon, a dozen heavily armed policemen rushed in from the door of the store. The leader, a young policeman, waved his hand and said, "Take away everyone lying on the ground!"
As soon as we finished speaking, the dozen policemen quickly escorted away the gangsters who were lying on the ground and groaning. We beat those gangsters so hard that they could hardly walk, so naturally they had no power to resist.
After everyone was escorted away, we, the owner and the staff were the only ones left in the store. However, there were many onlookers outside the door. After all, such a big thing happened here. Several police cars parked in front of the hot pot restaurant. It’s hard not to attract the attention of passers-by.
In fact, we had almost eaten. We had just finished the fight and were no longer in the mood to continue eating, so we planned to pay the bill.
"I'm sorry, shopkeeper, we will compensate you for the damage to your shop according to the price." Jiang Chen said to the shopkeeper who was hiding behind the bar.
Although we tried our best to avoid hitting things in the store during the fight, we still caused some damage. After all, the store is not spacious. Fortunately, all the customers in the store ran out and no innocent people were injured.
"Hey, young man, you are really amazing." The shop owner was a middle-aged uncle. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Liang Yilong is used to being domineering in our area. We have been oppressed by him a lot. Now we have you." We took action to treat him, and this time we felt bad."
"The loss in our store is not big, so you don't have to pay this money, just think of us as thanking you for treating him." The uncle of the store owner said.
"That's not okay. You are innocent, and the loss cannot be borne by you." Jiang Chen said seriously: "We caused this matter, so of course we are responsible. Please include the compensation with our consumption."
"Okay then." The shopkeeper counted for a while and then said to us: "Including consumption, the total is two thousand yuan."
"That's it?" Jiang Chen asked suspiciously. He originally thought he would be compensated 80,000 yuan, but he didn't expect it was only 2,000 yuan. You should know that the cost of this meal was 500 yuan, so he suspected that the shop owner deliberately asked for less money. .
"That's really it." The shop owner said seriously, "You can't let me charge more."
Seeing that the shop owner insisted that two thousand yuan was enough, Jiang Chen had no choice but to nod his head and pay two thousand yuan.
"Uncle, do you have a back door here? There are too many people gathering at the door..." Qin Jiujiu asked.
No one likes to pass by under the pointing fingers of many passers-by, and maybe a few photos will be taken and uploaded to their circle of friends, becoming a topic of conversation after dinner.
"Yes, yes, please come with me." The shopkeeper nodded, and then led us to the back of the store, and sure enough, there was a door at the back.
"Children, you should be careful about Liang Yilong. He has been in there a few times before, but he came out quickly." Before we left, the shop owner warned: "He may still cause trouble for you after he comes out. "
The shop owner didn't know that Jiang Chen's status in the Spiritual Investigation Bureau was very high, and that one sentence could put Liang Yilong, a person who was a huge headache for ordinary people, into a desperate situation, so he told us to be careful about Liang Yilong, because he thought Liang Yilong would be able to do it again. Come out of the situation again.
"Don't worry, uncle, this time, this piece of shit Liang Yilong really went in, he won't come out so easily." Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"That's good, but you'd better be careful." The shop owner nodded, not sure whether he believed it or not.
"Thank you, uncle." We said our thanks and left the hotpot restaurant through the back door.
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