The restaurant owner sneered: "Please check the price bureau? I'm not afraid even if the king of heaven comes. If you eat in my store, you have to pay the bill."

Song Shixian endured his anger and said, "We don't plan to pay for the money. Just a table of food costs more than 40,000 yuan, which is obviously unreasonable..."

"Unreasonable? What else do I want to do if I have given you a bit of it? Could it be that I came here to eat the King of Kings? I can't tell you that you are old and have a good time playing. Could it be that you want to mess around, right?"

The restaurant owner nodded at the strong man wearing a security armband. The strong man immediately grabbed a glass cup and threw it at Song Shixian's feet, cursing: "Eat a king's meal? That's great! There is no need for the Price Bureau, just go to the police station to evaluate it!"

"If you go, go, I will call the police now and let the police come over." Xing Liqun said as he took out his cell phone.

The strong man snatched his hand without saying a word and smashed it to the ground with force. His phone was split. He still refused to give up and grabbed Xing Liqun's collar and said, "Old thing! Do you not eat toast and punish the wine? You dare to make trouble in the Golden Dragon Restaurant, and you really have to eat Xiongxin and leopard courage! If you don't give this money today, you have to give it!"

As he said that, he pushed hard, Xing Liqun couldn't bear it and took a few steps back, sitting on the ground, falling to his face pale.

When Song Shixian saw that this was awesome, he stepped forward and stopped the strong man and shouted, "If you want money, you need money, don't hit people!"

"What's wrong with me hitting you? I don't agree?" The strong man slapped him.

"Then come!"

Although Song Shixian is usually gentle and gentle, once he gets angry, he is not vague. He immediately takes the strong man's wrist and snatches back. At the same time, he is short and dodges, stepping forward, and quickly turns behind the strong man, turning his hand on his back, and completing a clean and neat grasp.

If he hadn't been in the office for more than 20 years, his physical function would have long deteriorated, and he could have broken the strong man's arm on the spot with this moment.

The strong man was in pain for a moment and howled continuously.

"I said don't do it, everyone listened calmly." When Song Shixian saw that he was suppressing the strong man, he must have learned a lesson and let go.

"I'll fuck your mother!" The strong man quickly rolled on the ground, picked up a rubber baton and smashed it at Song Shixian without any brainstorm.

Seeing that he refused to admit his mistake and gave in, Song Shixian immediately put on an army's posture to prepare to respond to the enemy.

At the same time, more than a dozen strong men from the back rushed up at the same time.

Song Shixian's fists were hard to match with four hands, and was greeted by several rubber batons on his back, making a dull sound.

There were even a few shameless strong men who chose to attack Teng Jinhui and some old guys. Song Shixian looked back and endured the pain and came forward to rescue him. The empty door behind him was exposed. He was hit by a few more times and could not move.

"I'll tell you guys, you guys, and you're not going out of this place if you don't check out today."

The old guys lost their ability to do things, were controlled by the strong man, and ordered them to pay sky-high bills.

Song Shixian and others had no choice but to get out of the bill before they could tell them. But the old guys were unable to collect 40,000 yuan in cash by taking out their clean pockets, so they had to call their families for help.

...

When Song Baojun heard his father's urgent speech, he had to say goodbye to Mu Qiuguang and others, and waved to Ling Anqi at the dining table.

The silly girl was carrying a roasted turkey weighing at least five or six kilograms in her left hand, and a large round cake with a diameter of 40 cm in the right hand, and was pushing it into her mouth. When she saw the gentleman waved her hand, she couldn't help but blink her innocent eyes.

"Pack it and eat it on the way. I have to go out if I have something urgent to do." Song Baojun said helplessly.

"Okay." Ling Anqi agreed easily, asking the waiter to help fill seven or eight bags of food, happily holding it in her hands.

Liu Xiyue was still having a meeting with the senior officials of Zhu Cai Committee. Before she could say goodbye to her, Song Baojun hurried off the cruise ship with a silly girl.

Sitting into the Hummer, the two rushed to the Golden Dragon Restaurant at lightning.

Song Baojun did not know the gathering of his father's old friends, but only knew that more than a dozen of them were under house arrest and waiting to get the money to settle the bill.

More than a dozen comrades in the army were all tall and handsome men as good as the old man, but they were controlled by the restaurants without any help. Obviously, the restaurant was quite capable.

Song Baojun was thinking and became more vigilant. It was related to the old man's safety and he could not tolerate any carelessness. It would be better to notify his cousin, anyway, that was his uncle.

"Cousin, my dad is in trouble." Song Baojun called and said bluntly: "In Jinlong Restaurant, I may be blackmailed and stopped and refused to leave. I am rushing over."

"Uncle is in danger!" Du Yinlang was indeed furious and said in a deep voice: "Cousin, don't worry, even if the Heavenly King offends my uncle, I can still kill his whole family."

It takes an average of 30 minutes to get from the port to the city. Ling Anqi drives like an F1 competition, and arrives in five minutes.

The girl always feels stupid no matter what she does, but she is not stupid at all when learning things. On the contrary, she is very smart. Just like this Hummer, she is already quite familiar with her not long after she gets started, and she is a little cautious when driving from the city to the port. When she returns, she is like playing computer games, accumulating enough experience and improving a level, pulling rods, shifting gears, and turning corners. She is so skillful that she is like an old driver who has been running a long-distance bus for more than ten years.

It seems that she is naturally interested in wild, rough and huge objects.

It took me more than ten minutes to find the Golden Dragon Restaurant in a certain block. The neon peripheral sign is shining with golden lights and extraordinary style.

I parked my car and entered the restaurant. At around 9 o'clock in the evening, there were no more guests, and the hall seemed very empty.

The waiter politely stepped forward to ask if the two of them were dining, which looked exactly like other restaurants.

Song Baojun glanced at the furnishings in the hall and saw someone at the front desk taking stock of the inventory. Several strong men in the air were sitting next to him and said politely: "There were several elderly people eating here before, but the money was not enough to pay. I specially sent the money here. Where is the boss?"

The waiter changed his expression and said, "Oh, then you can wait a moment." He turned on the intercom and said, "Boss, those old scammers have sent you money."

The boss walked out of the station with several strong men and came forward. He first looked at Song Baojun. Seeing that he was calm, there was a stubborn and vigilant girl following him, Da Lala said, "Are you here to pay the bill for the old scammer?"

The strong men stared at Song Baojun with malicious eyes.

"Yes, where are they?"

The boss pointed to a closed private room opposite the door and said, "Reflect on it inside, have the money brought it? After paying the bill, you can leave, no one can leave without paying the money. The rules are placed here, killing people to pay their lives, owing debts and paying them, and having to pay the bill after eating, it's not that I blackmail you."

"How much is it? Let's take a look at the bill." Song Baojun said lightly.

The boss handed over the bill and said, "Look at it carefully. One is one, two is two, and you can't make fake the amount you eat!"

Song Baojun glanced briefly and saw that the menu was billed in numbers. He knew it in his heart and smiled and said, "I spent 43,000 yuan, and I ate a lot. Can I see the old man first?"

"Look at the person first?" The boss glared: "I'll ask you first, have you brought the money? Look at you two, you are empty-handed, are you here to find trouble?"

Song Baojun slapped his pockets: "The boss is really good at joking. In what era now, who still brings a large stack of cash? It is all mobile phone transfers, which is convenient and fast, and can avoid receiving fake money. Besides, you deducted my people, and I asked to see if they were safe before checking out. Isn't it too much, right?"

"I don't know what you can do. Come with me!" The boss thought that the other party was only two people, and there were more than 20 or 30 men here, so what were he afraid of?

The strong men in his restaurant are called security guards, but they are actually invited gangsters. They have been hanging around on the street for many years and have more or less criminal records. They are all sarcastic and extremely powerful.

When restaurants are open, they rely on these vicious gangster security guards to see gods and kill ghosts and encounter ghosts. A dish costs at least one or two thousand to tens of thousands, which is almost invincible.

If anyone doesn't want to be a sucker, those gangsters will be unambiguous.

Those diners are basically tourists from other places and tourists from other urban areas. When encountering such a situation, they usually choose to calm down, consider themselves unlucky, and honestly pay for money to leave.

This money is easy to make, faster than robbing a bank. The boss is becoming more and more courageous. He almost slaps everyone he sees and doesn't talk about any kindness. Anyway, honest people are very easy to bully, so don't give money? Have you been willing to give me a few slaps in the face?

When I opened the door of the box, more than a dozen old guys were sitting inside, with different expressions. Some sighed and nagged, some pursed their lips tightly and looked angry, some gritted their teeth and were full of anger, and some just closed their eyes and rested when they were old, and they had already fallen asleep.

Song Baojun saw the old man sitting next to him with his teeth grinning at first sight, and hurriedly said, "Dad, I'm here, are you okay?"

Song Shixian was hit by a rubber baton on his back several times. The pain was so painful that he was short of medical treatment and medicine. He frowned and said, "Did you bring the money?"

Song Baojun nodded: "I have brought it all."

The remaining few old comrades said, "Xiao Song, is this your son? He is quite handsome!"

"Where is your son? Have you started a family? My daughter is 29 years old this year and has not yet married. She has a very arrogant temper. What do you think of her in-laws?"

"Nephew, nephew, I'm your Uncle Xing. I've been to your house once in 1994, so I probably didn't remember it? You were still wearing open-crotch pants at that time!"

"Hey, is it really okay to ask your son to pay all the money? The person I called should be coming soon, so why don't everyone share it?"

Seeing that they were talking nonsense, Song Shixian hurriedly said, "What a mess I will discuss later. Also, my son is only twenty-three years old this year, and your daughter is six years older than my son."

"That doesn't matter. The girl has a gold brick in her junior year and a gold brick in her junior year. I will recognize your son." The man ignored Song Shixian's face and smiled heartily: "Son-in-law, son-in-law, come here, your father-in-law is here."
Chapter completed!