The leader of the other party was young, perhaps in his twenties, perhaps thirty at most. He was dressed strangely, like one of the current "trendy young men." Besides the scorpion tattoo on half his face, he wore earrings, a nose stud, and two metal rings on his lips. His face was completely covered in holes from top to bottom, front to back.
He acted very arrogantly and did not show any fear when causing trouble in the bar. He stood next to the wine cabinet, stepped on the sofa next to it, took out bottles of wine from the cabinet one by one and smashed them on the ground, swearing from time to time, just as the kid described, he kept saying that Tianqi Bar was bullying customers, and that they clearly had gambling business but refused to let customers in to play.
Originally, dozens of people from both sides were just in a standoff. Then Lin Lidong came and without saying a word, he took out a bottle of wine and directly opened the head of the tattooed man who was leading the group. Maybe the glass fragments scratched his scalp, and several streams of blood immediately flowed down his forehead.
Clutching his bleeding head, the tattooed man twisted his features in pain and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Fuck you! This is a real shady place, just coming up and beating people up! Who the hell can stand this?! Beat him up!"
Following the order, more than 20 young men in the back who were also dressed in a shabby manner became agitated. They rushed forward with tables, chairs and benches, and started fighting with the waiters and bodyguards in the bar. They overturned and pushed over any loose tables, chairs and counters beside them, beating people and smashing the store. The scene suddenly became chaotic.
But the chaos did not last long. Facing the surging crowd, Lin Lidong was not panicked at all. His pair of prismatic eyes were clear and focused, still staring at the tattooed man. He rushed to him in two steps, first with a high kick, kicked him on the chin and knocked him over. Then he came closer again and stepped on his back before the man could get up.
Then he lifted the tattooed man's head by his hair with one hand, and with the other hand he put the broken bottle of wine against his throat!
The wine bottle had hit the tattooed man's head before, and the lower half had already broken into several pieces of glass, while the narrow half was still held in Lin Lidong's hand. The broken end was full of jagged glass shards with extremely sharp tips. Just a light touch on the tattooed man's neck had already pierced some of the flesh, and blood flowed out!
With his life at stake, the tattooed man finally lost his previous arrogance. He had never expected that the silent man in front of him would directly attack him with a fatal move. If he didn't surrender, he might not have another chance soon. So he stopped resisting and opened his mouth wide to beg for mercy: "No, no, no... I surrender, I surrender... Who... Who are you!?..."
Lin Lidong's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his voice was cold as he responded word by word: "I am the owner of Tianqi Hotel, Lin Lidong!"
Hearing the name 'Lin Lidong', the tattooed man's body subconsciously trembled. It was obvious that he had heard of this name and knew how powerful Lin Lidong was. His lips trembled slightly, and his voice changed a lot: "Brother Dong...Brother Dong...I was wrong...I didn't mean anything else. I just wanted to come to our casino to play a few games...If you don't let me...then forget it...Forget it...
How many drinks were smashed, how many things were damaged... We will pay for it all..."
After saying a few words, he raised his voice and shouted at the people still fighting around him: "Stop the fucking thing! Stop it now!"
Half a minute later, the scene was completely calm. Although the number of people on both sides was equal, the strength was very different. On Lin Lidong's side, whether it was the younger brothers he brought with him or the waiters in the bar, they were all battle-hardened gangsters. Although they could not be said to have much experience, they were all very capable.
On the other hand, the tattooed man brought over thirty people who were all small fry, including some seventeen or eighteen-year-old delinquents. None of them could even be considered street thugs. When fighting, they couldn't even clench their fists and could only hug each other and tear each other back and forth.
In just a few minutes, more than half of the thirty people were knocked down, lying on the ground groaning, and their situation was not much better than the tattooed man himself.
Looking at this group of ignorant little guys, Lin Lidong rolled his eyes. He snorted and let go of the tattooed man, walked over to Xiaozai and Zhang Feng, his expression cold again, and scolded them harshly, "It's just a few little things, and you can't solve them? You have to make a trip back here myself!? Zhang Feng has no experience in this area, and you, Xiaozai, are just here to eat for nothing!?"
The boy lowered his head slightly, his face slightly nervous. "I'm sorry, Brother Dong... I saw that they were so many people and so powerful that I thought it was Wenshan Commerce that came here to cause trouble, so I didn't dare to act rashly... I made things complicated... Don't worry, this is just this time, it won't happen again..."
Soon, Eyes asked someone to count all the losses suffered by the bar in this incident. Although the large objects such as tables, chairs and benches were thrown everywhere, they were not seriously damaged and there was no need to claim compensation.
On the contrary, the liquors on the floor are very valuable, generally costing hundreds or thousands of dollars a bottle, and the cheapest one costs more than 500 yuan. There is even a bottle of foreign liquor that costs more than 40,000 yuan.
A rough estimate shows that the direct loss amount is close to 200,000!
Upon hearing this number, the tattooed man and his group's faces suddenly changed. They probably never expected that they had just vented their anger and smashed a few bottles. In just over ten minutes, they spent two hundred thousand, an average of more than ten thousand per minute!
More than 30 people gathered together and scraped together money for a long time. In the end, including online banking and cash, they only managed to collect less than 50,000 yuan. Those 17 or 18-year-old children were completely penniless and could only stand by in a daze, at a loss.
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