In fact, even Zhao Yu didn't know what was wrong with him? Ever since he solved the Gudao case, he had been feeling very depressed, as if there was a big lump in his heart.
Perhaps, the tragic circumstances of the Gudao Murder Case affected him! Perhaps, he was worried that he would lose his mind and become a murderer like Dou Zili in the future. In short, he was now overwhelmed by anger and completely out of control.
Although the plastic stool was thrown away casually, Zhao Yu secretly added strength.
With a "pop" sound, the stool knocked down the heavy hot pot, the hot pot soup splashed everywhere, the chicken rolled to the floor, and other items such as tableware, wine glasses, etc., were smashed with a clanking sound, making a mess.
ah…
Oh oh oh oh...
People at the table jumped back in a hurry. Although they were not burned by the hot soup, they were splashed with a lot of oil spots.
"Hello? Are you looking for death!" The seven big men immediately rushed over to accuse him, "Are you crazy? Hey!"
The seven people pointed at Zhao Yu and shouted, but Zhao Yu didn't even bother to turn his face away. He actually sat on his seat again and picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks, as if that didn't happen just now.
Zeng Ke and Wu Xiumin sat at the far end, looking at each other, both incomprehensible to Zhao Yu's behavior. Because this is a public place, their voices were indeed loud just now. If you argue, they are at a loss.
However, they did not know Zhao Yu's psychology, because the Gudao case had undergone tremendous changes.
"Boss, can't you just enjoy the chicken? Huh?" Seeing that Zhao Yu remained motionless and showed no reaction, Ran Tao could only mutter in a low voice, then slapped his chopsticks on the table in frustration, stood up, and raised his hand. In front of those seven people.
"Mad!" One of the seven people had already picked up a plastic stool and wanted to retaliate, but when he suddenly saw Ran Tao rising up, he was so frightened that he stopped moving.
Kaka…
Ran Tao turned his head and moved his muscles, and the bones made a cracking sound, which immediately made the seven people feel nervous and look timid.
It turned out that these seven people were just civil servants in government agencies. Although they were thick and tall, they were all gentlemen and not gangsters. They had never fought at all.
Ran Tao, on the other hand, was tall and mighty with eagle-like eyebrows and tiger-like eyes. His heavy clothes could not block his explosive and toned body, so as soon as he stood up, he shocked the seven people.
"Alas!" Ran Tao also rushed the ducks to the shelves. After sighing helplessly, he raised his arms and asked, "Which one comes first? Come on, I haven't eaten a bite of meat here. I'm very hungry..."
"..." After Ran Tao said this, the seven people became even more timid, and no one dared to move.
Zeng Ke and Wu Xiumin, who were sitting opposite, subconsciously moved their stools back, as if they were worried about splattering themselves with blood.
"Stop inking! There are so many of you! Why don't we come together?" Ran Tao clenched his fists, and his fists made a banging sound.
As a result, the other party became even more wary. After being bored for a long time, someone boldly stood up and shouted to Ran Tao: "Okay! If you have the guts, wait for me! If you have the guts, don't leave!"
After saying that, the seven people hurriedly grabbed their clothes and purses and walked towards the door. One of them even opened his wallet tremblingly and paid the bill to the waiter.
"You... just wait for me!" Before leaving, the man shouted again, and then they all ran away.
"Grandma, you're a bear! What the hell is this?" Zhao Yu spat out the chicken bones in his mouth and said depressedly, "What a bunch of trash! How can seven living people run away? I'm drunk too!"
"Oh! Boss, I'm not talking about you," Ran Tao quickly stopped his attack when he saw the other party walking away, and said depressedly to Zhao Yu, "They just asked us to keep our voices down, and they didn't mean anything malicious. Why are you throwing away the stool? Can you still enjoy the chicken?"
"Oh..." Zhao Yu nodded and said seriously, "Well then, Ran Tao, take off your clothes, can we do some hand gestures? I haven't moved my muscles and bones in the past few days... Um... Hey, Tao Tao Tao... why are you going?"
"Bathroom, bathroom..." Ran Taofei ran away.
Turning back, Zhao Yu turned his attention to Zeng Ke and Wu Xiumin. The two quickly picked up their bowls to cover their faces, and then quickly ate chicken...
"Alas!" Zhao Yu threw away his chopsticks, raised the wine bottle, and drank heavily. His right leg was on the stool next to him, like a bandit and bully.
"Hey, boss, boss... don't... don't..."
Unexpectedly, while Zhao Yu was drinking, an inappropriate voice came from behind him.
Hearing the sound, Zhao Yu put down the wine bottle and looked back, only to see the middle-aged man sitting in the corner eating, walking quickly towards him. But the honest-looking young man was struggling to stop him.
what's the situation
Zhao Yu looked carefully and saw this middle-aged man staring at him fiercely, with anger between his eyebrows.
"Boss, we still have something to do! We can't be angry with this kind of person!" The young man tried to persuade. The middle-aged man seemed to be hesitant. He was halfway through but stopped moving forward.
"What the hell is this?" Zhao Yu glanced at them and without thinking, he raised his middle finger.
"Huh! You've done something wrong to yourself!" When the middle-aged man saw this, he pushed the young man away, came directly to Zhao Yu, and sat on the chair next to him.
"There are two kinds of people I hate the most in this world!" the middle-aged man said coldly, "First, hooligans! Second, stinking hooligans! I think if there were no these two kinds of people in the world, the world would be different. It’s purer! What do you think?”
"Oh, then why don't you commit suicide?" Zhao Yu glanced at him disdainfully. Although he could see that this middle-aged man was not a kind person, he still said something back in a pissed off way.
"Hmph!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "You need to do two things now. First, apologize to those people just now; second, apologize to me! Otherwise, you will never have a chance again!"
"Okay!" Zhao Yu first said "I'm sorry" to the door, then smiled at the person and saluted, "I'm sorry!"
"Huh?" The middle-aged man was stunned.
"Hahahahaha..." Zhao Yu couldn't help but laugh up to the sky, pointed at the middle-aged man with his middle finger and said, "I've already apologized as you said! You can get out of here, hahahahaha, turtle." Son, play with me, you are still a little bit younger... Hahahahaha... "
Seeing Zhao Yu laughing so hard that he was about to get cramps, Zeng Ke and Wu Xiumin shook their heads repeatedly, their expressions looking as embarrassed as possible. Where is this dignified leader of the special task force
"You!" The middle-aged man finally realized that Zhao Yu was playing a trick on him. His eyes widened with anger and he shouted, "It turns out that you are not only a stinky hooligan, but also a shameless stinky hooligan! Simply the best!"
"Thank you for the compliment, hehehe!" Zhao Yu clasped his fists and raised his hands, and said respectfully, "You also have two things to do now. First,..."
Before Zhao Yu finished speaking, the man kicked him in anger. Zhao Yu kept paying attention to him and quickly jumped away. Unexpectedly, although it seemed like an understatement, Zhao Yu's stool still flew far away and fell on the pillar with a snap.
Wow…
Zhao Yu was secretly surprised. This man was sitting on a stool and was kicking his legs with such strong force. It seemed...
Before Zhao Yu had time to think about it, the man swooped up to Zhao Yu and punched him in the neck.
Fist wind hunting, Zhao Yu instantly felt an unstoppable force of wind sweeping past. He hurriedly raised his hands to block, but he never expected that the man just used a feint, and with his right hand, he actually smashed a plastic stool from top to bottom, trying to cover Zhao Yu directly in it.
Zhao Yu was not a light-hearted man either. He hurriedly raised his fist to the sky and used the soaring fist from Street Fighter.
Bang...
His fist passed through the legs of the stool and hit the stool hard. Due to the middle-aged man's fierce strength, Zhao Yu actually smashed through the hard plastic stool with this punch! His fist passed through the stool and the entire stool was wrapped around his arm!
"Holy shit!" Zhao Yu yelled and immediately kicked out, heading straight for the man's abdomen.
The middle-aged man moved quickly. After dodging lightly, he rushed forward and fought with Zhao Yu.
At this time, Ran Tao came back from going to the bathroom. As soon as he came back, he saw this amazing scene.
"No way? Boss, how can you sing this?" He said with a dusty face, "Why is it so difficult to have a good meal?"
PS: Thanks to book friend 20170821080718929 for the 500-yuan prize!
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