Those who lined up outside dared not speak out, and those who had finished the meal left quickly. Anyone who encountered this situation would try to avoid it. There was Zhang Shidong and another table among the two tables. The table could be eaten for a while, but several people were staring at it. The three-person benches were back-to-back. After sitting down from behind, the other party deliberately shook the chairs very much, obviously not letting them eat well. The family of people at this table whispered a few times before getting up to pay the bill. There was no need to go with a group of rascals to control their anger, so they couldn't do it.

If Zhang Shidong and Wan Meng were ordinary people, they would be the same as them. Anyway, they would eat almost the same food, but they were not ordinary people, so things that seem to be coincidental became inevitable. It was not that they could always encounter trouble, but because they disdained to avoid trouble.

With three tables, most of the more than thirty people could sit down, and they all gathered around. They did not shy away from each other's conversations. The voice was loud. To use an appropriate metaphor, it was the world that was the greatest. The support given by many people made them careless. After the guests at the other round table left, they grabbed the chair and stomped on the ground. Several of them deliberately moved to the side of Zhang Shidong and Wan Meng, deliberately staring at the two of them with cigarettes in their mouths. That means you two are not leaving yet?

Don't leave.

It's like I didn't see it.

Wan Meng originally looked at Zhang Shidong. He needed to be confirmed. If the leader said he would leave, he would leave immediately.

Zhang Shidong seemed to have no reaction, and he should eat and drink. There was only half a cup of Wuliangye left in a bottle. In fact, he really didn't mean to control his anger with a group of rascals. I could hang up high if it wasn't up to me. Come to me, don't say I'll deal with you.

"Hey, it's delicious. I've eaten Wuliangye. I've eaten it. The food is good." The size of Wan Meng was a little scary, but after receiving the instructions from the leader, he really focused on eating. Such a posture fell into the eyes of the gangster next to him and became a little scared. He was less afraid of his big body. Finally, one of them couldn't help it and deliberately blew the smoke towards Zhang Shidong across more than two meters away.

Zhang Shidong held the wine glass and looked at Wan Meng: "Will you say that if the news spreads, I will bully people?"

Wan Meng raised his head and smiled and said, "Brother, let's have a meal."

Zhang Shidong nodded: "Yes, we are having a meal."

We were disturbed when we were having a meal, so what if we beat him up?

"Hey, buddy. Are you pretending to be a big-tail wolf? Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

These people carry some evil spirit that has not yet dissipated. They have been with Guan Guan and A Guang for so long, and have been ignorant when they were young, so they have some understanding of this kind of rascal who are clamoring for group gatherings. They must have gone out to "do things" before. Seeing that these people's outfits are barely considered as being able to do things with a knife, they are definitely right to fight. They have to ask for a debt to scare people and don't run away. I guess they have been doing this before, and the boss has also received the money to complete the task. Naturally, they have to come out to have a good meal. That evil spirit is probably just left to scare people.

Wan Meng put down the chopsticks, stood up, took a step from the chair, looked down at the talking gangster with a condescending grin, grinning: "Hmm?"

The other party was really frightened by Wan Meng's large figure, and subconsciously took a step back. His height of two meters and his strong figure would subconsciously dodge when anyone saw it.

"Hold!"

There are many people, great power, and strong spirit.

Wan Meng's figure could scare one or two people away, but the other party had more than 30 people. Before his momentum had not dissipated, he saw that he dared to resist. Swish, everyone stood up and surrounded him quickly. The person who spoke before was confident, raised his head, raised his head and pointed at Wan Meng's nose: "What?"

This is why Wan Meng's body is quite scary. The other party did not directly come to the Three Character Classic, but his attitude was already very obvious. I should check out and leave quickly. Why do I have to gesture with us?

"Get out." Zhang Shidong said a word lightly. His mood turned from bad to bad today because he had just gotten better because he drank some wine. This happened again, so it would be strange if he could feel good.

With his words, Wan Meng raised his big hand without hesitation, pressed his hand on the face of the man in front of him, and used force on his arm. The other party choked back several steps, knocking the person behind him, and cracked his mouth and smiled at the more than thirty people, a word popped out from the gap between his teeth: "Get out!"

"Hold!"

Those who waved their fists, kicked their feet, grabbed the chair and swung the beer bottle, and put their hands into their pockets and waist belt to pull out the switchblade.

Wan Meng's attitude was like he was not under pressure to eat Zhang Shidong. Between the leader and the army, he chose the former directly and simply. The army gave him far less than the leader gave him, so he had no psychological burden for the attack now, so the leader spoke.

He leaned forward, his arms and shoulders flew, his thighs forward, his knees and thighs flew a few more, and his elbows rushed into the crowd with the movement of his body. With his innate talent and power explosion, Bajiquan and Military Body Fist were combined into one. In a spacious enough hall like Hotpot City, he completed the mission of dropping all the opponent down in less than a minute. The last one who attacked him with a sequel from behind was hit by the plate that Zhang Shidong flew up to the back of his head and directly threw him to the ground.

All the diners hid in the corner or took this opportunity to run out. Not only did they avoid the trouble, but they also saved money for meals. The ground was in a mess. Many people were knocked out and hit some tables. The hot pot brazier on it was knocked over. The hot hot pot soup spilled on some people. Waves sounded in the hall. With the power of thousands of fierceness, he did not give his all, but it was difficult for him to stand up if he was knocked down. There were waves of wailing on the ground.

Of course, when Hotpot City encounters such a thing, they will call the police as soon as possible. The group of people who did not come in at the door frowned and looked at Wan Meng, took out their cell phones and made a call.

"Let's go." Zhang Shidong stood up and picked up the five thousand yuan. He was not very satisfied with Wan Meng's performance just now. At least he still has a long way to go to become a successful powerful soldier. Relying on talent to make a living is the stupidest type of person. On this side, he is very satisfied. The person who knows how to choose and can choose resolutely is my person, and it is worth my continued cultivation of you.

Zhang Shidong is not the same as before. After the old man in the Virus was gradually alienated by him, what he wanted was people who could be loyal to himself first and then to the country. Virus and others were comrades and subordinates, but they would never obey their orders without principles. They could still rely on each other back to back on the battlefield. It would be better to live their own lives in peacetime. Wan Meng had initially passed his assessment. In a very ordinary event, he had to force himself to gradually learn to test others in a dark way, just like people from the Mad Dog and Evil Dog Army. They wanted to get started with much more experience than Wan Meng. The interpol who once was Park Renyong, had suffered many tests and tortures before becoming a member of the Mad Dog Army.

The hot pot city incident was accidental, but it happened just so. I deliberately tried Zhang Shidong and felt that he had despised Wan Meng. It would not be a temptation when he let it go.

Throwing the money at the bar, no one dared to stop the two of them. The boss also took a few steps back, his eyes still had not dissipated, and he was afraid, but there was no fear in his eyes.

Zhang Shidong smiled. The two started the car and left. Before they left the city, they had already found the followers behind. As soon as they arrived at the dim block in the suburbs, they heard a sound of quickly overtaking. Three cars caught up from behind to block the nanny car. More than a dozen members of the community who were obviously one level higher than before got out of the car, most of them carrying machetes. The two of them were holding two hunting rifles and stood imposingly at Wan Meng behind the windshield.

Wan Meng smiled: "Brother, how do you play?"

Zhang Shidong reached behind him, opened the storage box, took out the m16 inside, put the magazine on, and handed it to Wan Meng.

Wan Meng took the gun without hesitation. At this moment, someone came to the front of the car door and knocked on the window to get out of the car. Wan Meng opened the car door and pulled the car door outside to open the door quickly. What greeted them was the cold muzzle. The two hunting rifles were like pencil sharp swords in front of the m16. You also have lethality, but do you dare to fight with others?

Wan Meng didn't know how to deal with the current situation. Zhang Shidong opened the car door and the voice came from it: "Everyone kneels down."

All the swords and guns are put down, not just the deterrent power of m16, but also the possibility that is extended behind this.

What level of people can be a person who can pass the market with such weapons? Even if they are not good, they are professional killers who travel around the world. Can such people offend them? Can you fall asleep peacefully in the future? Even if you are the real big brother of a city, can you go out with dozens of people with weapons every day? You can't take your life at any time. Such people must not offend, and the possibility of other killers is even more so. Facing Wan Meng raised the gun, all the weapons in his hand were thrown on the ground, including the drivers in the three cars, got out of the car, and knelt down in front of the nanny car in three rows, holding their heads with both hands.

One of the leaders gritted his teeth, raised his head and said to the nanny car: "I don't know which road you are on. Today we offend you, I hope you don't mind. The matter in Hotpot City is that we are not willing to drink and apologize, and hope to make a friend of yours."

Seeing that there was no reaction, the man took advantage of his courage to pull out the boss who had led the team in Hotpot City from the team, picked up a machete from the ground, and pressed the opponent's hand on the road: "Is one hand enough?"
Chapter completed!