City Raptors Crossing the River

Chapter 36
Fuyuan Restaurant has five floors in total.

Although it is not in a prosperous area, the business is very good.

You can eat a lot of authentic local dishes here, even if you haven't arrived at the restaurant yet, you have already started to queue up.

A lot of vehicles were parked at the entrance of the restaurant, even luxury cars were not uncommon.

A Volkswagen with N hands parked in front of the restaurant did not attract anyone's attention.

"Brother Meng, do you really want to eat here?" Han Dong asked.

"Why, the food and wine in this place are not to your liking?" Wang Meng said.

"No." Han Dong hesitated to speak.

How could he forget that the chefs in Fuyuan Restaurant were all old people who had followed his father for many years.

When the restaurant was forcibly occupied by Yu Biao, the chefs were clamoring to leave.

It's just that Yu Biao used their family as a threat, so they had no choice but to stay.

Since then, Han Dong has never eaten at Fuyuan Restaurant again.

Now standing at the door of the restaurant, smelling the familiar aroma of wine and vegetables, Han Dong thought of the past.

Thinking of his parents busy figure in the restaurant.

Unconsciously, the eye circles are a little red.

"If you want to stir things up, let's wait for a while!" Wang Meng said, patting Han Dong on the shoulder.

"What do you mean Brother Meng?" Han Dong was a little puzzled.

"Haha, I'll understand in a while, go in and drink first."

"The line is already at the door, so there's no place for us to go now?" Wang Bin said.

"Yes, obviously there is no seat." The three careless people also murmured in low voices.

Wang Meng let out a long sigh and said:

"You guys have been gangsters before anyway, do you still need me to teach you about this?"

"Ah..." Han Dong and the others were a little confused.

"Isn't that good?" Zhang Yao said.

"That's right, this is Yu Biao's territory." Zhao Mu said.

"I said the more you fool around, the more you go back. If you're afraid, you can leave now. I'll go in and drink alone." After Wang Meng finished speaking, he strode towards the restaurant.

"Brother Dong, look." Wang Bin and the others looked at Han Dong.

"What are you looking at, follow Brother Meng!"

"Oh"

Now that the matter has come to this, what can we say? The worst case scenario is to get a beating, and these people have been beaten up a lot anyway.

"Give way!" Wang Meng shouted as soon as he reached the door.

"Where is the bum, I don't know how to rank." One person was a little impatient, and was about to scold a few words, when he turned his head and saw Wang Meng and the other six, the last word "team" was held back.

Wang Meng was fine, he looked normal and not too scary.

Han Dong's five people knew that they were not easy to mess with just by looking at them.

There is no way that any kind of profession will have a unique temperament after working for a long time.

Wang Meng and the others walked into the restaurant in such a swaggering manner.

At this time, in the lobby on the first floor, some dishes were already being served slowly, while others were not served, but had been reserved in advance.

Wang Meng winked at several people, and went directly to the largest table in the middle of the hall and sat down.

"The waiter took the menu." Sloppy shouted.

The people who were originally queuing up saw these awesome people go over and sit down directly, with faint smiles on their faces.

That expression is like watching a monkey perform acrobatics in a zoo.

Anyone who has any information knows that Fuyuan Restaurant is Brother Biao's place, and these guys dare to make trouble here, I'm afraid there will be a good show.

Soon, a waitress came over and said:
"Sorry guys, someone has reserved this spot in advance."

"Oh, it's our appointment." Sloppy opened his mouth, and he didn't even have to roll his tongue when he told a lie. It seemed that he was very passionate about the profession of gangsters.

The waitress frowned, knowing that these people were not friendly, she stopped talking nonsense and walked away to find the foreman.

Not long after, a burly man with a dragon tattoo on his arm came over with a large group of people.

"I don't care which path you are on, now, get out immediately, and I'll pretend nothing happened."

There was a hint of contempt in the tattooed man's tone. In all his years of watching the scene in the restaurant, he had never encountered someone so open-minded.

If Brother Biao hadn't told him not to fight and kill in the restaurant, now that there are so many people watching outside, he wouldn't be bothered to talk nonsense.

Already started directly.

The expressions of Han Dong and the others changed, they were still a little nervous, and they all looked at Wang Meng.

Wang Meng smiled faintly and said:

"Han Dong, did you remember wrongly? We didn't book this table. It seems that people are in a hurry."

"Ah..." Han Dong was a little confused, not knowing which song Brother Meng was singing.

"Didn't I ask you to book six tables before? It was agreed that there would be one table for each of the six of us, and it was not short of the money. Can you see if you booked the six tables next to it?" Wang Meng said.

It just so happened that there were still 6 vacant tables in the hall that were not occupied, and it was obvious that someone had already reserved them.

However, if Han Dong didn't understand the meaning of Brother Meng's words at this time, then he was not a competent bastard.

"Brother Meng is right. I remembered wrongly. I booked the 6 tables." Han Dong also said loudly.

"The boy wants to die." The tattooed man waved his hand, and several people around him rushed over.

When Han Dong and the other five saw that the other party was going to fight, they couldn't care less, so they stood up and planned to draw their swords.

After all, there are many opponents, so relying on fists alone will definitely suffer.

But before they made a move, Wang Meng made a move first.

Everyone only saw an afterimage.

When he saw Wang Meng again, his big hand had already grabbed the neck of the strong tattooed man.

The movement was so fast that the whole place fell into silence.

The thugs who originally wanted to take action only felt a chill running down their spines.

"Who did you just say is seeking death? Who the hell is seeking death?" Wang Meng yelled.

The burly man with the tattoo could only feel the opponent's hand, like iron tongs, which made him unable to breathe at all.

Soon, his face flushed red.

Wang Meng raised his arm and easily grabbed the tattooed man's neck and lifted him up.

Throwing it casually is like throwing a dead chicken.

"Bangdang."

I don't know how many wine tables were knocked over.

There was a sudden exclamation in the hall.

At this time, those diners who were sitting down to eat, who were still in the mood to eat in the hall, hid at the door one after another.

Obviously watching the excitement is more attractive.

"Even Brother Biao's territory dares to behave wildly, hack him to death." The tattooed burly man lay on the ground and shouted.

"Up" one of the thugs pulled out the machete from his waist and chopped it down.

The onlookers let out a burst of exclamations.

They had only seen such fighting scenes on TV.

Some timid women even covered their eyes with their hands for fear of seeing blood.

On the other hand, Han Dong and the other five, apart from being a little nervous, did not exaggerate too much.

"clang."

A crisp sound.

The gleaming machete was directly grabbed by Wang Meng with his bare hands, and with this crisp sound, it was broken in two.

The face of the thug holding the machete changed drastically, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe that the other party actually crushed his machete with his bare hands.

This.

Is this fucking human?

Wang Meng didn't have so much time to feel emotional, so he kicked the opponent away with a flying kick.

The thugs who originally wanted to rush over were completely confused.

They all held up their knives and dared not go forward.

At this time, even a fool would know that this guy in front of him is not easy to deal with.

"Fight or not, or I'll be served food." Wang Meng scolded.

(End of this chapter)