Chapter 1489: More People than Others (34th Update)

At this time, there were tourists sitting in twos and threes in Luye Seafood City. Zhao Tiezhu got off the car and followed Zhao Ergou into the seafood city.

"Hey, welcome again!" The dark and thin young man who met before appeared in front of Zhao Tiezhu again, "Why, are you bringing friends to eat this time?"

Zhao Tiezhu crossed his arms, looked at the dark and thin young man with disdain, and said, "Grandpa is here to take revenge this time."

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

"Revenge?" The dark and thin young man looked at the forty or fifty people following Zhao Tiezhu, and there was no fear on his face. Instead, he felt like laughing but couldn't help laughing.

"Of course." Zhao Tiezhu also found that the atmosphere seemed to be wrong, but there were dozens of people watching him, and his momentum must not be weakened. Of course, Zhao Tiezhu was determined not to take action today. The boss also fought with gangsters all day long. Is he still the boss? If Zhao Tiezhu is determined to make a move, then even if the atmosphere is tens or hundreds of times weirder, it is nothing.

In the face of absolute force, any conspiracy is nothing.

"Just a few dozen of you?" The dark-skinned young man pointed at the group of people behind Zhao Tiezhu and asked.

"Why, not enough people?" Zhao Tiezhu sneered, "If you don't apologize to me and pay me money today, I will smash your store."

"Hahaha." The dark-skinned young man finally couldn't help laughing.

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

"No, no, no, I just think that you outsiders are really funny. Fifty people, do you really think you have a lot of people?" The dark-skinned young man smiled and whistled, and then saw the fat man Lu Ye who he saw yesterday appeared in front of Zhao Tiezhu with five or six chefs holding kitchen knives.

"Oh, you brought people with you?" Lu Ye's face was also as fearless as the dark-skinned young man.

"Today we are here to collect our debts." Zhao Tiezhu frowned and said, "How much did you cheat us yesterday? You have to give us at least three times today. Otherwise, my brothers won't do it!"

"Haha, brothers? Let me count how many there are!" Lu Ye put the kitchen knife on the table beside him, and then counted them one by two or three.

"Forty-six, is this what you call brothers?" Lu Ye smiled disdainfully, "Little friend, you want to compare with me in terms of number of people?"

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

"Come on, call someone." Lu Ye looked at the dark and thin young man and said.

"Okay!" The dark and thin man picked up the phone and called.

For being looked down upon, the group of Blood Soul Hall gang members who followed Zhao Tiezhu had no other feelings at all. You look down on us if you want to, anyway, we won't lose anything.

This is the difference between the orthodox gangsters and those non-mainstream gangsters. If the gang leader says to do it, they will do it. If the gang leader doesn't say to do it, then no matter how you look down on us, we will ignore you. The kind of younger brother who fucks the boss before the boss says anything on TV is called no rules and no respect for elders and young people, and he will be beaten.

Zhao Tiezhu looked at this Lu Ye leisurely, and he was really looking forward to how many people he could call. These days, there are too few people and gangs who dare to challenge the Blood Soul Hall. Now that he doesn't know that he is from the Blood Soul Hall, and he is interested in playing this game with him, Zhao Tiezhu doesn't mind playing with him. Anyway, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger is the first among all the pretending skills. Zhao Tiezhu has prepared the skills and is waiting for the opportunity to release them!

Tiandao looked at the so-called Master Lu opposite with great curiosity. The aura of this man called Master Lu didn't look very good. He didn't look like a master of a master of a master, nor did he look like a hidden powerful figure. How many people could such a person call? Although there were not many people on his side, there were at least more than 40 of them. In a general gang fight, only ten people were considered very powerful. If there were more than 30 or 40 people, it would basically be considered [***], and the police would have to be dispatched.

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

Master Lu grinned, his nose hair was faintly visible, and said, "Don't run if there are more than one of you. Wait a minute."

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

After sitting for about five minutes, there were noises coming from the door of the seafood stall. Zhao Tiezhu looked back and saw many men in aprons holding kitchen knives coming in. These people had big heads and thick necks. They were either rich or cooks. And they were holding kitchen knives, so they were definitely cooks.

"Master Lu, are these outsiders coming to mess up your place?" asked a man with a beard.

"Dad Su, these are the people!" Master Lu looked at the big beard and said, "These outsiders are bullying me because they have more people. What should I do?"

"Oh? A lot of people?" The big beard man called Dad Su smiled disdainfully, and then shouted to the outside of the seafood city, "Come in, why are you staying outside?"

"Okay."

There were voices of agreement from outside, and then a group of people rushed in from outside.

Many of these people are young people, who look to be in their twenties. They hold kitchen knives or rolling pins, and some even hold fish forks. They seem to be local guys.

"Master Lu, who is causing trouble here?" someone shouted.

"Dad Su, are these outsiders?" someone else shouted.

People came into the seafood stall one after another. Zhao Tiezhu sat down without changing his expression. He looked at those people. There were about a hundred of them. This surprised Zhao Tiezhu. These more than a hundred people were definitely not gangsters. They seemed to be chefs like Master Lu. What's going on in this world? Gangsters don't bully people, but chefs do? And they call more than a hundred people out at once?

"Hey, outsiders, how many people are there?" Master Lu stood in front of Zhao Tiezhu and said, "It seems that your people are really not that many."

"Okay!" Zhao Tiezhu slapped the table and stood up. The group of people called by Master Lu stared at Zhao Tiezhu instantly.

“You guys are awesome today, let’s go!” Zhao Tiezhu called out to Tiandao and his men, then turned and left. Master Lu must have been afraid that Zhao Tiezhu would fight to the death, so he didn’t keep them. He just had a look of disdain on his face, “You’re trying to outnumber me, you’re just like a rat licking a cat’s pussy, looking for shit!”