Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

The middle-aged man with the slicked-back hair drank relatively little. He took a deep breath and slowly calmed down, regaining his balance.

Brother Biao had indeed drunk quite a bit and was a little unsteady on his feet, so he slumped back down and shook his head vigorously!

At this moment, the henchmen Chen Hao had called rushed in.

One of the young men, who had a nose ring, swung an aluminum baseball bat at a nearby table.

"boom--"

"Get out of here, you bunch of riffraff! We're going to tear this lousy shop down today!"

The young man with the nose ring swept his gaze across the field with a baseball bat in one hand!

Some diners were already gossiping before they even entered, and now, after being threatened like this, they immediately got up and walked towards the door!

We're all out to eat, who can stomach something like this?

Of course, watching a play and eating sunflower seeds is an exception!

Soon, the diners left, but some didn't go far; instead, they took out their phones and started taking pictures.

How can we not film and share this juicy gossip on Douyin?

The men that Brother Biao brought had already stood up, some holding bottles of liquor and others holding chairs, ready for action.

Although there were few of them, none of them were intimidated at all.

They probably had a bit of a drink and were now under a buff, all puffing out their beards, glaring, sleeves rolled up, hands on hips, ready to beat up the dog blocking their way!

"Who's the boss? Step forward, or I promise I won't kill you!" The young man with the nose ring looked around the room, extremely arrogant.

The middle-aged man with the slicked-back hair twitched his face. He thought to himself, "This kid will probably pull a surprise attack."

He'd be a fool to swallow this insult after being played like this!

Fortunately, he had been careful and let Brother Biao and his brothers stay for drinks. Now that Brother Biao and his brothers were all there, he wasn't too worried.

After all, compared to those young guys on the other side, Brother Biao and his brothers were all old hands.

In short: This is what professionalism is all about!

The middle-aged man with slicked-back hair stepped forward: "You dare to come knocking on my door? You really don't give Brother Biao any face at all!"

"Damn it, what Brother Biao? I only recognize Brother Hao! Who the hell is Brother Biao? Let me see who he is!"

The young man with the nose ring spat, looking quite like he was the most important person in the world!

The blond-haired youth also stepped forward and shouted angrily, "Who the hell calls me Brother Biao? Come out here and give me a good beating!"

Chen Hao's provocation immediately provoked Biao Ge's henchmen: "You little brat, say that again, and we'll crack your skull open today!"

"You're barely out of pubic hair and already trying to get by in the underworld? Today I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your father!"

Brother Biao's underlings awaited his orders; as soon as he gave the command, they were determined to have a fierce battle tonight.

However, Brother Biao's orders were delayed, which puzzled everyone.

Despite being provoked like that, Brother Biao is incredibly patient.

Someone turned around and found that Brother Biao was slumped over the table, whether drunk or unconscious, no one knew.

Someone shouted, "Brother Biao, Brother Biao, wake up..."

However, Brother Biao did not react at all.

Brother Biao's henchmen all looked at their leader with some confusion. Brother Biao usually had a pretty good alcohol tolerance, so why was he drunk now?

The middle-aged boss with the slicked-back hair rushed forward to check on Brother Biao's condition, because he knew that Brother Biao had clearly not been drunk at all just now, but now he had suddenly stopped moving.

Holy crap, could it be a sudden brain hemorrhage?

You have to admit, they look quite alike!

Brother Biao has lost consciousness!

The middle-aged man with the slicked-back hair was immediately covered in cold sweat.

At this critical moment, Brother Biao had an accident. This was no different from the general falling off his horse in the midst of battle!

It has a huge impact on morale!

If Brother Biao's underlings knew that Brother Biao was in trouble, they would definitely lose all will to fight.

He might just take Brother Biao and charge out.

Then his shop is doomed!

No, no, we can't let that happen!

The middle-aged boss with the slicked-back hair had an idea in the blink of an eye.

He pretended to lean close to Brother Biao's ear and said, "Oh, okay, Brother Biao, I got it!"

The middle-aged man with slicked-back hair straightened up and looked at the crowd: "Brother Biao said he drank too much and needs to take a nap. These small fry are disturbing his rest!"

Upon hearing this, Brother Biao's henchmen all turned to look at Chen Hao and his group: "Damn it, you have three seconds to get out of here, or you'll face the consequences!"

The middle-aged boss with the slicked-back hair recently got to know Brother Biao, and they have a pretty good relationship.

So Brother Biao's underlings didn't suspect anything and directly believed what the middle-aged boss with the slicked-back hair said.

At this moment, the words of the middle-aged man with the slicked-back hair are equivalent to those of Brother Biao.

The blond-haired youth sneered, "Uncle, you're no good. There are so many of us. I think you're the ones who should be leaving. Leave the shop owner and Brother Biao here, and we might let you go!"

Brother Biao was interrupted when someone in the crowd shouted a curse, and a liquor bottle was thrown at him without warning.

The blond-haired youth was still shouting when he was suddenly hit in the face by a flying liquor bottle!

"ah--"

The blond-haired youth groaned and collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth and nose.

"Keep talking, kid. You know villains die from talking too much? Try saying one more word!" someone in the crowd shouted.

The young man with the nose ring shouted, "Brothers, these guys don't know what's good for them! Let's attack them together and take them down! Let them know what it means to be young and strong!"

Many of Brother Biao's henchmen were so angry they laughed: "Damn, you guys were really little puppies when we were in the underworld, and now you're all this arrogant?"

"Brothers, let's take them down!"

"Dry--"

"groove--"

In an instant, seven or eight wine bottles flew everywhere, but they all flew towards Chen Hao and his group.

"Bang bang bang—"

Several people were caught off guard and hit by the bottle, and they were in excruciating pain!

This is a liquor bottle, the kind with corners!

"Ah—ah—"

Several screams rang out instantly from Chen Hao and his group!

The sound of the bottle breaking immediately ignited the ferocity in people's hearts.

The two sides then started yelling and fighting.

For a moment, there were sounds of ping-pong balls, various odd jobs, shouts, and curses!

Brother Biao and his gang are seasoned veterans, ruthless and vicious, with a wealth of practical combat skills!

Chen Hao and his gang are all young men, ready to fight anyone who disagrees! They're in their prime, used to being arrogant, and fearless!

There's truth to the saying that youth has the upper hand in boxing; young people have abundant energy and stamina.

If someone were to truly lose their mind and go berserk, their power should not be underestimated.

So it's really hard to say who will have the last laugh.

Fortunately, the hot pot restaurant had limited space and many tables and chairs, so although the two sides were fighting together, they hadn't completely broken into a melee.

In a melee of this scale, the ruthlessness of seasoned veterans is immediately apparent!

Many departing customers left their hot pots on fire, and Brother Biao and his gang unhesitatingly poured the scalding hot broth out of the pots!

This is the decisiveness and ruthlessness of a seasoned veteran!

Others might have hesitated, but they didn't!