I Don’t Want To Be Popular Chapter 432: Chen Xiaoye is arrogant

"Fuck! These people are so arrogant, where did they come from?" Chen Chuan was shocked.

In the second half of the video, I saw a group of black suits walk in. Duan Bin, the leader, smashed the tattooed man on the head with two beer bottles, and dragged the man out, dragged him into a car, and took him away. .

After that... Seeing what my mother and Chen Yanyan said in the video, Chen Yanyan cried and stood up and left.

Video ends.

The amount of information is a bit large, but it can be summed up as follows: the big man made trouble, the third cousin was beaten in his early days, Duan Bin came, and finally, the mother told Chen Yanyan to cry.

After watching the video, Chen Chuan took a look at the third cousin and Zhao Yutian.

The third cousin said: "Everything is in the surveillance video. We don't know what those people are doing now."

Chen Chuan looked at the tattooed man in the picture and determined that he did not know him.

Duan Bin is really crazy. In TV dramas and movies, there are often scenes of beer bottles hitting their heads, but usually empty bottles. If there is wine in it, the power is completely different from the empty bottle, and it can be said that the lethality increases geometrically. In addition to Shaolin Tietou Gong, who can stand it?

"Yutian, later, Duan Bin took those guys away, you went?" Chen Chuan asked.

Zhao Yutian nodded: "Well, Duan Bin and the others dragged the six people to the seaside of Wangjiazhuang and beat them up. Later, two Jinbei vans came, and a group of big men got out of the cars. They were making trouble. It's a gang. There are many people on the other side, and they confronted Duan Bin, but they didn't fight. Do you know who the big guy is?"

"Who?" Chen Chuan asked.

Zhao Yutian dipped his fingernails in wine and wrote two words on the table.

Chen Chuan glanced at him: "Ten Shen?"

"Ye Kun." Zhao Yutian said.

"Who is Ye Kun?" Chen Chuan thought about it, but had no impression of the name.

Zhao Yutian also shook his head and said, "I don't know much, anyway, Ye Kun's people rescued the six tattooed men. Duan Bin wanted the tattooed men to compensate for the loss of the hot pot restaurant, but Ye Kun's people They didn't pay, and then it's gone. Duan Bin asked me to tell you that he didn't do well in this matter, he originally wanted to compensate the hot pot restaurant."

"Is there a photo of that Ye Kun? Let me take a look." Chen Chuan said.

"No, Ye Kun didn't go that day." Zhao Yutian said, "Chen Chuan, have you provoked anyone? Ye Kun's people are looking for trouble in your store. What should I do?"

"What else can I do? Come back next time. I don't care if he is Ye Kun or what. I'll pack him into ten Shen." Chen Chuan ate the beef.

"Then you can't see the sky here, right?" Zhao Yutian said, "You're not allowed to go out for dinner or shopping with your sister? If you want me to tell you, I'd better find out and ask clearly why the other party came to make trouble and resolve the conflict. Now, let's do business, pay attention to harmony and make money."

Chen Chuan smiled: "I'm not here, I can hire someone. The special forces king or something, take care of a few, then come Ye Kun, come one for one, two for two, two for two. ."

"How much does it cost? It's not worth it." Zhao Yutian said.

Chen Chuan thought of 3 million consumption gold, and was worried that he had nowhere to spend it. One person costs 6,000 yuan per month and hires 10 people, which is only 60,000 yuan a month and 720,000 yuan a year. With this 3 million yuan in consumption, he can hire him for 4 years at one time.

Provide some security for the parents, this money is not wrong, even if there is no Ye Kun, there is no guarantee that there will be Zhang Kun Li Kun...

Besides, he won't pay the money himself.

If there is a troublemaker, the money must be corrupted from the other party.

Chen Chuan looked at the video surveillance again, sent the video to his mobile phone, and then called the third cousin to ask for some details of the day.

The place where the third cousin goes to work is nearby, and he came quickly. When he saw Chen Chuan returning to China, he was very happy and came up to hug.

"That day, that's what happened. I originally came here for lunch, wanting to treat myself..." The third cousin began to tell the story of that day.

But while he was talking, he was interrupted by a loud noise in the store.

In the hot pot restaurant, at a table by the window, someone shouted: "Waiter, this place is not spacious enough, change a table."

Zhao Yutian, the third cousin, and the third cousin looked at each other and looked at Chen Chuan.

I don't know if it was influenced by that day, but there are not many people in the store today.

The third cousin said: "Yes, yes, that's what they shouted that day. Those who came to make trouble that day also shouted to change the table first. Hey, are they here again today?"

The third cousin glanced back and said, "It's not the group of people that day, but they are all about the same size."

Zhao Yutian said: "It stands to reason that if it is the same group of people, it means... Duan Bin didn't hold them down, and they came again. Brother Chen, it seems that they came to your store, we are calling the police. Or should I call Duan Bin again?"

Chen Chuan suppressed this anger, was rough, and made trouble again?

Last time he wasn't in the country, they came here to make trouble, and if he didn't meet him, he was far away.

Now that he, Chen Chuan, is here, are they still making trouble? Really hit the gun!

In the hot pot restaurant, Zhang Xiangyun and Chen's father went to the table and said, "You can change the table, you can come here."

"Your shop's ingredients are not authentic. Look at the red pieces in this soup. What is this? You won't have diarrhea after eating it, right?" the flat-headed man shouted at the table.

"No, no, this soup has no essence and no additives. It's pure beef bone soup. You can drink it directly. You can rest assured." Father Chen said with a smile.

"Can you drink? Then let's have a drink." The flat-headed man said.

Father Chen smiled, looked at the meat dish that had already been cooked, and the soup base with chili butter, and said, "You can drink it in clear soup, but now you can't drink it with chili peppers and other ingredients. The chef will give a few bowls of clear soup to taste."

"Hehe, you're talking like a fart. You said you can drink it just now, but now you say you can't drink it? Do you have the truth in your mouth?" said the flat-headed man.

Clap!

The third cousin, Yu Wenze, stood up and said, "Brother, can't you understand the words? The boss said that the clear soup can be drunk. How do you drink the leftover spicy soup base?"

"What kind of green onion are you?" The flat-headed man stared at him, his face full of flesh, and he looked fierce, which belonged to the kind of scary appearance.

Chen Chuan wiped his mouth with a napkin, stood up, and walked to the flat-headed man.

"Chen Chuan, don't go there." Father Chen said hurriedly.

Chen Chuan stood in front of the flat-headed man, looked at the hot soup base, and scooped a spoonful. Then he squeezed the mouth of the flat-headed man with his left hand and poured it into him.

"Ah! Ahhh!" The man screamed like killing a pig. The bottom of the hot spicy pot filled most of his mouth, and the rest was spilled out by him shaking his head and sprinkled on his clothes. His mouth was covered in red Bottom of pan.

First, the flat-headed man didn't expect Chen Chuanhui to give him water directly. Second, compared with Chen Chuan's strength, he was like a child and an adult.

So, in the eyes of others, it doesn't look like the scene is very intense. It seems like a flat-headed man who cooperates with Chen Chuan and drinks soup at the bottom of the pot.

"Uh... don't drink my friend, don't you think this soup is hot? It's hot and spicy." Father Chen advised the flat-headed man.

Father Chen thought that it was Chen Chuan who scooped it up, and the flat-headed man took the initiative to drink it.

Chen Chuan scooped another spoonful and fed it to the flat-headed man.

Visible to the naked eye, the corners of the flat-headed man's mouth were scalded with red envelopes. He shook his head with horror in his eyes, and his companion also looked at this scene with a dazed expression.

After feeding two spoons, Chen Chuan asked, "Can I drink it? Do you feel any discomfort after drinking it?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" The flat-headed man took a few sips of the cold beer on the table. His face was the color of pig liver, the corners of his mouth were flushed, and he was even scalded.

"You, ahem, you..." The flat-headed man wanted to speak, but the hot and spicy soup at the bottom of the pot made his throat speechless.

Chen Chuan said to his parents: "It's okay, you go to work, I'll chat with him, I know him."

"You know? It turns out to be a friend, no wonder he cooperates with you to drink soup." Father Chen said suddenly, "Chuan, don't let your friends drink it, the bottom of the pot that has been rinsing the meat is not for drinking. "

"It's okay, he actually likes this one. Go ahead, I'll chat with him." Chen Chuan sat down beside the flat-headed man.

Father Chen and Zhang Xiangyun saw their son say this, so they left here first to avoid the onlookers.

Zhao Yutian and the third cousin were also confused, but they played with Chen Chuan a lot and knew that Chen Chuan probably didn't know the flat-headed man.

Chen Chuan smiled and asked the other four people at the table, "Do you want to drink two spoons too? It should taste good."

"What do you mean?" someone else asked.

Chen Chuan took out his mobile phone, clicked on the surveillance video, played it to the five people in total, and asked, "Do you know this tattooed man?"

"What kind of thing are you, come to ask dad this?" said a man.

As soon as Chen Chuan raised his hand, he squeezed his chin with his left hand, opened his mouth, pinched his arms, and poured him a spoonful of soup.

"Ah, ahh! Oooh!" the man screamed.

This scream attracted the attention of other diners in the store.

Chen Chuan feels that opening the door to do business is to make money with peace. Although he doesn't care about the money the hot pot restaurant makes, it's his parents' business, and he can't beat people here and give them a hoot.

Chen Chuan said: "Come on, the five of you don't eat, come out with me, what are you coming for, what is the purpose, tell me, whether you want money or what, let's have a good talk, okay?"

After speaking, Chen Chuan stood up and walked outside the store. After all, his own store is too small to be opened. When outside the store, Chen Chuan will let them know, how many eyes does Mr. Chen have? Whose house are they throwing dung on?

The five men glanced at each other. In terms of stature, each of them was stronger than Chen Chuan, so the five of them stood up and walked out together.

Zhao Yutian also went out with his third cousin.

The third cousin stopped and asked: "Why are you going out? What are those five people doing, should you call the police?"

"No, let's see what Chen Chuan is going to do first." Zhao Yutian and his third cousin said.

……

In a corner of Jin Street, which is behind Xin Yun Chuan Hot Pot Restaurant.

On the opposite side are five men as strong as calves, and Chen Chuan is himself.

When Zhao Yutian and the third cousin came out, they were a step late. They didn't see which alley the men and Chen Chuan had turned to. They were looking everywhere...

Chen Chuan took out his mobile phone, clicked on the disturbing video, showed it to the five people on the opposite side, and asked, "Which one can tell me who the tattooed big man in this video is, and where is he now?"

"Hit him," said the cut-headed man.

Chen Chuan waved his hand, took out his wallet, took out a thick stack of red tickets, and threw it on the ground.

Wow.

Red banknotes all over the floor.

The five men were stunned together, looking at the money on the ground.

Chen Chuan's first principle in doing things now is that money can be used to solve things, and everything that can be solved with money is not a problem. If money can't solve it, use other methods.

"Actually, I can beat you up until you speak. But that kind of behavior doesn't fit the status of a rich man." Chen Chuan said, "Whoever surrenders will take the money."

"Rough, stupid, who are you fooling me with this money? Hit him." The flat-headed man looked unmoved and took the lead in rushing over.

He picked up a wooden stick from the corner and smashed it hard at Chen Chuan's leg.

Chen Chuan took a step forward, used the four or two strokes in Tai Chi, squeezed the wrist of the flat head, and with a force, grabbed the opponent's wooden stick and hit it back with a backhand.

Click.

With a clean and crisp sound, the flat-headed man stood still and looked down at his left leg bone.

There was a direct hit with a wooden stick, and the sound was the sound of a broken leg bone.

Chen Chuan threw away the stick and said, "Hey, see, if I don't hide, then I'll be the one with the broken leg. So, when you hit others in the future, just think about if you suffer like this too. All of a sudden, what are the consequences, what are the tastes, are you happy?"

Chen Chuan has long disliked such people, and he wants to solve everything by force. Is it interesting? If they want to fight, Chen Chuan will accompany them to let them know what is called - real violence.

"Ah..." The flat-headed man fell down holding his calf in pain.

Chen Chuan looked at the remaining four men: "Are you sure you don't want this money? Are you sure you have to fight? Then I'll put it away."

"I said it!" said a young man, "The person who came to this hot pot restaurant that day was called Xu Mang, nicknamed Brother Mangzi, from Fengcheng, and just came to Haiqin."

"Who do you work for?" Chen Chuan asked.

"I can't say that," the other said.

"Where is Brother Mangzi now?" Chen Chuan asked again.

"I live in the White Pigeon Hotel on Xiangnan Road," the other party said.

Chen Chuan picked up all the money on the ground and distributed it to the young man, which was 100 yuan.

The young man's eyes widened: "Why give only one?"

"One, you didn't tell me right away, two, lack of key information, only worth 100." Chen Chuan said.

"Rough? Are you playing with me? Those who ride on horses, bring me the money!" The young man yelled and called Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan dodged the opponent's punch, raised his hand, and hit the young man's right rib with a right punch.

Click.

Broken ribs.

The remaining three people rushed over together, all carrying wooden sticks by the wall. I don't know whose house this is. What are so many sticks at the door.

Chen Chuan gently dodged three sticks, grabbed one, and broke the leg bones of the three men.

The whole process, no more than 20 seconds.

Chen Chuan threw away the stick and watched the five men fall to the ground clutching the broken bones and mourning.

Chen Chuan said: "Xin Yunchuan Hot Pot Restaurant, if anyone makes trouble again, come and break one."

"Rough~IndoMTL.com~ You are riding a horse..." The flat-headed man cursed.

Chen Chuan picked up the stick on the ground and smashed it down at his right leg.

Click.

The sound of bones breaking can be heard far away in the cold winter north wind.

This time, the flat-headed man broke both legs.

"Do you know that you did something wrong by riding a horse?" cried the flat-headed man.

"I'm just defending myself, the five of you will hit me with weapons first." Chen Chuan said.

"Do you have any evidence?"

"Yes, the phone is recording video..." Chen Chuan said.

At the head of the alley, Zhao Yutian and the third cousin ran over panting. They found Chen Chuan, panting and asking, "Are you all right, Chuan?"

The two looked at the five people who fell to the ground and wailed, and then looked at Chen Chuan, with a surprised look on their faces.