Zhang Guochen, a former soldier, put his hands behind his back and frowned.
He estimated that there were at least forty or fifty people outside, and the entire street entrance was basically full of people.
The fact that everyone was carrying iron pipes and machetes and looking so thuggish made many customers in the store feel uneasy.
One of the ringleaders was threatening the receptionist and the people on the first floor while smoking a cigarette.
"Anyone who dares to call the police, I'll stomp them to pieces!"
"Hey, isn't this Boss Lin?"
"How about it? Would you mind going out for a chat with me, bro?"
Lin Yifeng was both amused and exasperated looking at the young man leading the group.
Ma Ning and Qian Feng looked rather grim; they hadn't expected Lin Yifeng to encounter something like this during the halfway point of the competition in Shangdu.
Faced with this situation, Ye Wuzheng remained completely calm. He walked straight forward and sized up the man.
He turned to Lin Yifeng and began to speak.
"Hey guys? Should I make a phone call?"
The man glanced at Ye Wuzheng, his eyes filled with disdain.
But he also felt something was off.
He felt like he had seen Ye Wuzheng and his group somewhere before, and Lin Yifeng didn't seem like the ordinary small business owner the people who asked him for help had described.
"beat!"
"You can hit me anywhere, you fucking!"
"If all else fails, let's negotiate between the two sides!"
"I wouldn't need so many brothers if I could just kill a bunch of you punks!"
Seeing the man's arrogant demeanor, everyone laughed.
Zhang Guochen, who came from a military background, and Ma Ning, who was already short-tempered, were about to lose their temper.
Fortunately, Qian Feng stopped him in front of him, preventing the two from making a move.
After Ye Wuzheng finished making the call, he turned around and exchanged glances with the brothers behind him before stepping forward and questioning the man in an interrogative tone.
"Who sent you?"
This hothead was a bit confused and immediately launched into a barrage of greetings.
"Is it any of your business?"
"You've finished shouting, right?"
"Come on! Who's Lin Yifeng? Show yourself!"
As he spoke, the hothead lifted the black cloth at his feet, revealing a gleaming machete pointing directly at Lin Yifeng and his group.
Screams erupted throughout the store, and the staff behind the counter pressed themselves against the wall, fearing the man might turn around and attack them.
Ye Wuzheng frowned slightly.
"I'll ask you one more time, who sent you here?"
The clueless young man still didn't realize what was happening.
"Who the hell cares about you!"
As he spoke, he began to push and shove Ye Wuzheng.
This was exactly the moment Ye Wu had been waiting for.
Unfortunately, he didn't make a move, and Zhang Guochen and Ma Ning, who couldn't hold back any longer, rushed over.
The two men, one on each side, immediately grabbed the man's arms.
However, Ma Ning had been a clerk for too long and hadn't practiced his skills in the compound for a long time, so he lost his grip and was easily broken free by that hothead.
Seeing an opportunity, the hothead immediately raised his knife-wielding hand and slashed at Zhang Guochen.
Unfortunately, he was facing Zhang Guochen.
Zhang Guochen simply pulled him down to the ground.
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