Bloody Restaurant 91

  "Who is this person? What does he do?" Yu Qingying asked after she and Tang Zhendong sat down.

  "Previously, a friend, selling apples at the wholesale market of Happy Fruit." Tang Zhendong didn't mention that Wang Meng and himself were "fellow soldiers", this wasn't something to be proud of, let alone in Tang Zhendong's heart Yu Qingying was already a goddess, and saying this out loud would make him feel even more inferior to Yu Qingying.

  "Oh." Yu Qingying said with a smile and didn't ask any further, "What fruit do you want to eat? I'll help you get some."

  "You go ahead and say it, I'll go."

  "Watermelon and snow pear, haha."

  Just as Tang Zhendong got up to get some fruit, the door of the Delicious Steak House was violently kicked open and a dozen or so gangsters rushed in, each holding a rolled-up newspaper. As they entered, they unfurled their newspapers, revealing knives inside.

  "Sir, may I ask what you are...," a waiter came up and asked these people if they were there to eat or do something else. The leader of the group, a man in his thirties, grabbed him by the hair and threw him aside.

  "Get out!"

  After entering the house, they looked around and shouted, "Wu Ge, where is that kid?" Ma Jiaoyang pointed at Tang Zhendong and said to a man named Wu Ge.

  Tang Zhendong took one look at Ma Jiaoyang and knew that this kid was not convinced, and had brought someone to teach him a lesson. Yu Qingying also took one look at Ma Jiaoyang and understood what was going on. Her hand clenched tightly into a fist before relaxing again, then she reached for her phone in the bag on the sofa, ready to call the police.

  At this time, Ma Jiaoyang led Wu Ge to walk towards Tang Zhendong in big strides. The eyes of all the customers and waiters in the restaurant followed Wu Ge, but no one spoke, and a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

  "Little kid, are you daring to move my brother?" Wu Ge's voice was very loud and clear, his physique was robust, when he spoke, everyone in the entire restaurant could hear him clearly.

  "Who is your brother? He moved first because he provoked me." Perhaps if Tang Zhendong hadn't experienced that prison disaster, he would have been intimidated by this scene. But having come out of that iron-blooded environment, he had no fear of fighting or death. In a maximum-security prison, which cell hasn't seen a dead body?

  "Hey, you little punk, aren't you afraid of death?" Wu saw that Tang Zhendong didn't give him any face at all in his words, and immediately wanted to swing his hand and teach Tang a lesson.

  "Wait, wait, it's all a misunderstanding!" Wang Meng saw that Wu Lao Da was about to take action and couldn't sit still, so he rushed over.

  Wu Lao Da raised an eyebrow and looked at the man in front of him who was painting dragons and tigers, "Who are you?"

  "Hello, Master Wu. I'm Wang Meng from the fruit market, a small potato, probably Master Wu hasn't heard of me." Wang Meng carefully explained, trying his best to resolve the grudge between Tang Zhendong and Master Wu.

  "Wang Meng?" Wu Lao Da repeated in a low voice, with a younger brother leaning over and whispering something in his ear. Wu Lao Da raised his head, "I heard you're doing quite well at the fruit market, but this is the city, your brothers five and six can't reach here, can they?"

  "Yes, yes, yes, how dare I reach out to Brother Wu here? But this Tang brother is also my brother. You see, can you give me a little face and let it pass?"

  "Give you face? Who the hell gives me face, what are you worth, you're just a peddler selling fruit in the market with a few people, and you think you're someone important? Let me tell you, here, you don't have any face at all, you're just a nobody."

  Wang Meng's facial muscles twitched, then relaxed, and a smile returned to his face. "Brother Wu, this... my face is not worth much money, you're a big shot who doesn't bother with trivialities, so you definitely won't hold it against us, right? Today I'm treating all the brothers to dinner, eat whatever you want, I'm paying."

  "I, Wu Fei Long, can't even take care of my brothers' meals, and you still dare to ask me to treat you? You think just because you've been in the business for a while, you're impressive? Let me tell you, under my leadership, there are at least 80 brothers who have been through thick and thin. If you have something to do, hurry up and do it, if not, then get out of here quickly, don't linger around and get in the way."

  Wu Feilong's words were extremely arrogant, not giving Wang Meng any face at all. Wang Meng's fist clenched tightly, and he was about to give Wu Feilong a slap in the face.

  People who have been in prison generally go to two extremes, either becoming like a bear or a waste of resources, or becoming extremely bloodthirsty. Those who have been reformed also fall into two categories: one is thoroughly reformed, and the other becomes even more hostile towards society, becoming worse than before.

  It's clear that Wang Meng, who has been through the struggles, will not become a useless person like a bear. He still has the bravery in his bones and believes that one's dignity is earned through one's own fists, not through tolerance.

  Wang Meng was about to throw a punch when Tang Zhendong grabbed him, "You're called Wu Feilong, right? I want to tell you two things. First, from now on, take good care of your subordinates and don't let them bully ordinary people for no reason. Second, this meal was ruined by you, so consider it on you!"

  "Little kid, you're looking for death!" Wu Feilong waved his hand and more than a dozen of his subordinates, who had been unable to hold back their anger, charged forward with their machetes.

  Tang Zhendong first kicked out with one foot, aiming at Wu Feilong. Wu Feilong's movements were very quick, dodging to the side, but still slightly slower than Tang Zhendong's kick, which hit his thigh, causing him to stumble and almost fall to the side.

  At this time, Wu Feilong's younger brothers' chopping knives also arrived, and they chopped towards Tang Zhendong's head. Tang Zhendong dodged to the side, colliding with another person on one side, sending him flying with a "bang". Then, without stopping his movements, Tang Zhendong punched another person who was charging slightly slower. However, he couldn't dodge the chopping knife of the thug holding it on his right side, and his left arm was injured, staining his sleeve red with blood.

  "My grass!" Wang Meng saw Tang Zhendong seeing red and rushed up without caring, hitting a person's back of the head with a heavy punch.

  It's not that Wang Meng reacted slowly, but rather Tang Zhendong was too fast, knocking down four people in the blink of an eye. However, getting injured in the chaos was inevitable, and although Tang Zhendong hurt his left arm, his movements didn't slow down at all, still extremely fierce.

  "Tan Zhendong!" Yu Qingying, who was busy dialing the police phone, saw Tan Zhendong get hurt and anxiously shouted out loud, her movements becoming even more frantic.

  Wang Meng knocked down a triad member, and Tang Zhendong took down two more. In the blink of an eye, Wu Feilong's dozen or so knife-wielding thugs had been taken down by half by Tang Zhendong and Wang Meng.

  Tang Zhendong's movements didn't stop, his fists added, the Xingyiquan he had learned from Li Yuanshan recently was also used unconsciously at this time. However, he still relied more on his unorthodox skills, after all, he hadn't practiced Xingyiquan for long, and when he was in a hurry, he couldn't use it at all.

  However, Tang Zhendong's physical quality is good, to say the least. Not to mention his Guiguzi internal strength, even if he hadn't practiced it before, taking on three or four people at once wouldn't be a problem for him. But now, with over ten people wielding knives, injuries are unavoidable.

  However, after Tang Zhendong and Wang Meng were stabbed again, they became more courageous in battle, thoroughly defeating Wu Feilong's henchmen, who lay on the ground, leaving only Wu Feilong and Ma Jiaoyang standing.