Chapter 1084 1082 [Chinese backbone!]

John Hong and Shi Zhijian found seats in the store and sat down.

It was already dinner time, and there were already seven or eight diners in the store, almost all of whom were Chinese. They seemed to be regular customers here. Some of them even poured tea and water by themselves without having to be greeted by the waiter at all.

Hong John poured a cup of buckwheat tea for Shi Zhijian and said: "I can tell by your appearance that you are a rich young man. You must have eaten enough fish and meat. You must have eaten enough bird's nests and shark's fins. It would be good to try this snake soup! Especially in a humid place like London.

If it’s foggy, eating snake soup can help you heal your body!”

The boss over there went to kill the fat dragon for Shi Zhijian and the others, and got a snake gallbladder and brought it over. Hong John gave it to Shi Zhijian and said, "This thing needs to be swallowed while it's hot. The fishy smell will be stronger if it's later!"

Shi Zhijian shook his head, he couldn't handle it.

John Hong laughed and said, "Watch it!"

He stretched out his hand to pinch the bloody snake gallbladder, raised his head, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it with a movement of his throat!

"Young Master Hong is sharp!" the shop owner applauded.

The seven or eight diners nearby couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Young Master Hong is really awesome if you swallow such a big piece of snake bile in one go!"

The snake gallbladder and snake blood in this kind of snake soup shop are treasures, and many customers come here just to "eat the snake gallbladder raw".

Shi Zhijian couldn't bear it, so he had no choice but to applaud along with everyone.

At this moment, someone said in jerky Cantonese: "Master Hong? You don't help your club take care of business, but you are here to act like swallowing snake gallbladder. According to your Hong Kong people, how do you say that? You are throwing yourself on the street.

La!"

"Who dares to insult us, Young Master Hong, like this?"

"Stand up if you are brave enough!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a white police detective in uniform walking in with two men from outside in a swaggering manner.

"Wow, it's Charlemagne the Vampire!"

"Why is it him?"

The people around him were frightened when they saw this person, with fear on their faces.

Hong John's face became very ugly when he saw the person coming.

Charlemagne was tall and thin, with a pale face, and he really looked like a "vampire" in Hollywood movies.

The two policemen following him, one black and one white, also looked arrogant and did not take the Chinese people at the scene seriously.

At this moment, Charlemagne looked around arrogantly and asked: "Who just asked me to stand up?"

The diners were immediately silent, and one of them even took a step back in fright.

Charlemagne smiled and walked towards the man with two of his men.

The man was thin, a full head shorter than Charlemagne. Charlemagne had his hands stuck on the policeman's belt and looked down at him, "Is it you?"

The man was so frightened that his forehead was sweating. Before he could speak, he slapped him! Charlemagne slapped him, "I asked if it was you?"

Just as the man was about to speak, Charlemagne slapped him again with his backhand, bang!

The person who was hit directly had bleeding from the corner of his mouth!

John Hong couldn't stand it anymore, "Stop! Charlemagne, aren't you looking for me? Don't embarrass him!"

Charlemagne smiled, then took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands, turned away and said contemptuously: "Since you know I'm looking for you, don't talk to me so loudly! Although I don't speak Cantonese well, I can still listen.

Understand!"

While talking, Charlemagne stretched out his legs and hooked a chair under his buttocks, sat down in a grand manner, stared at John Hong with his green eyes and said: "Now, let's have a good talk!"

"What are you talking about?" John Hong took a deep breath and asked.

Charlemagne shrugged: "Pretending to be confused? Aren't you in charge of the Chaozhou Gang now? I heard that you are now leading the street gang to become a serious business, so stop occupying the latrine! Put your Chaozhou Gang in charge before

Give us half of the gambling stalls, dance halls, and nightclubs! How about it, can you?"

"This is not something I can decide. I have to ask the elders!"

"Hahaha!" Charlemagne laughed, "Did I hear correctly? You, the leader of the Chaozhou Gang, are not a member of the family! In this case, what else can I negotiate with you?! Come on, arrest John Hong.

The charge is drug-related! As for drugs, we can wait until we get back to the police station!"

"Okay, sir!" The white policeman and black policeman who came with Charlemagne smiled sinisterly and prepared to step forward.

"You can't do this!" John Hong said angrily.

"Yeah, how can you arrest people at will? Are police officers so great?" the shop owner couldn't help but said.

"Shut up!" Charlemagne suddenly drew his gun and pointed it at the shop owner!

The store owner was shocked.

Everyone else was also stunned.

Charlemagne held the pistol arrogantly, looked sideways at the shop owner, and said in Cantonese: "Tell me, say one more word?!"

The shop owner was frightened, his face turned pale, and he did not dare to say a word.

Charlemagne slowly pointed the gun at his head: "Damn Chinese! Do you know, if I shoot you with one shot, it will be as easy as killing a pig!"

"No, don't!" The store owner took a step back, a little scared.

Just when the situation was extremely tense, suddenly, bang bang bang, someone applauded!

The oppressive atmosphere was broken by the applause.

Charlemagne and his men followed the sound of applause.

Hong John and others couldn't help but look.

But I saw Shi Zhijian, dressed in white, smiling and applauding: "Sharp! Wonderful! Such a British style! I thought only the Hong Kong police were dark enough, but I didn't expect it was the same in London!"

"Ah Jian, don't talk nonsense..." John Hong quickly stopped Shi Zhijian to prevent him from getting angry.

In front of the ghost police detective Charlemagne, even he, a respectable leader of the Chaozhou gang, had to suffer humiliation, let alone a young man who had just come to the UK from Hong Kong?!

Charlemagne thought it was someone who was so bold, but he didn't expect it to be a very handsome Chinese young man. He couldn't help laughing and pointed a gun at Shi Zhijian's head: "I didn't expect that some of you Chinese are really not afraid of death!

Then I’ll help you—!”

Before Charlemagne could finish his words——

"How many bullets do you have in your gun? Five or six? Bring your men with you. How many bullets are there in total? Even thirty! Then do you know this is Chinatown and how many Chinese are there in Chinatown?" Shi Zhijian

Not afraid of Charlemagne at all, she walked towards him step by step, looking at him closely, "You know what I said - tens of thousands!"

Charlemagne's eyes flickered a few times. For the first time, he felt that terrifying and huge aura from a Chinese!

"Then do you know how many 'family members' there are among these tens of thousands of people? Thousands!" Every time Shi Zhijian said a word, he took a step forward, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

"Perhaps you will say that these people have no courage, no one dares to stop you, no one dares to resist! Then do you know what is called integrity and what is called sharing the same hatred with the enemy?"

Shi Zhijian took another step forward.

Charlemagne actually took a step back.

Shi Zhijian pointed outside and said: "Did you see that there are so many people outside watching, but you shoot! Let's see if it's you white people who are desperate, or us Chinese!"

Charlemagne looked outside and sure enough, a lot of people had already gathered!

These people were all pointing in this direction, and it looked like things were about to get serious.

The black policeman who came with Charlemagne came over and said to Charlemagne: "Officer, why don't you withdraw first! This will cause trouble!"

Charlemagne's expression changed, and then he pointed at Shi Zhijian: "Well done to you, I will remember you! Let's go!"

After putting down his harsh words, Charlemagne led his men and left the Snake Soup Shop.

Shi Zhijian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them leaving.

Everyone around him suddenly applauded him, their eyes full of admiration.

In a foreign country, living under the influence of others, being bullied and afraid to resist! Societies like the Chaozhou Gang also have to be respectful to those ghost guys.

Shi Zhijian's behavior made them know what blood is and what integrity is!

At this moment, many Chinese revere Shi Zhijian as a national hero!

John Hong looked at Shi Zhijian in disbelief. He always thought that Shi Zhijian was a rich man, but he didn't expect him to be so brave!

"Ajian, you are so sharp! How did you do it just now? Not even afraid of that ghost guy Charlemagne?" Hong John couldn't help but ask.

Shi Zhijian sat down again, "Actually, it's nothing! Aren't you afraid of him just because he has a gun in his hand? Aren't you afraid of him shooting?"

"Yeah, aren't you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of? Didn't you see that his pistol didn't have the safety on?"

"Well?"

"That means he didn't dare to actually shoot from the beginning to the end! He was scaring us!" Shi Zhijian said as he took a sip of buckwheat tea.

John Hong was stunned.

The shop owner, who was almost scared to piss just now, was even more confused.
To be continued...