Rebirth of the Evil Life

In the blink of an eye, the situation suddenly reversed. This seemingly inconspicuous white-collar worker actually knocked down this vicious gangster, which shocked all the diners.

"Damn, where did you come from, little pussy, how dare you interfere in your grandfather's affairs, little pussy, do you know who your grandfather is hanging out with?" The plain gangster yelled. He didn't expect that a few of them would be beaten up by a weak white-collar worker. If word spread, how could he still hang out? We have to get the place back today.

"Hey, you still have some background. Okay, I'll wait here for you to call someone. If you don't call someone, I will let you eat up all the leftovers here today!" Lin Feng pointed at the restaurant. He knocked over the food and drinks on the floor and sneered.

So domineering! This young man is so domineering. Who is he? So domineering. The onlookers all around were stunned. This little white-collar worker is so awesome. It's just that you are so awesome, and when someone calls you later, you will sometimes cry.

At this time, the tattooed man over there had already started to make a call, using Lin Feng’s ‘Fuxi’. This scene made Lin Feng’s balls ache. This kind of person actually uses his own 'Fuxi', which is enough to show the sales volume of 'Fuxi', but if it is used by such a person, Lin Feng feels that it is a waste of 'Fuxi'. If Pangu opened the sky, he brought the Chinese nation from cave civilization to tribal civilization. Fuxi allowed the Chinese nation to see the magnificence of the world, and Fuxi made the Chinese nation truly a civilization. This is also the reason why Lin Feng was named ‘Fuxi’. There is a profound intention behind this.

But for such a person, Lin Feng can only say that this mobile phone is not worth it. It's not about whether you have money or not. What kind of job do you want to do? It’s your character that’s totally unsatisfactory. Moral corruption. The scum of society, such scum, using the word "Fuxi" is an insult to the ancient gods.

Of course, if someone buys it, that is their right. Lin Feng shook his head.

"Brother, you better leave quickly! When he calls someone later, you will be in trouble!" The boss Zhang Yong came over in a tangled manner.

originally. He didn't want to come over. If Lin Feng ran away, he might not be able to find them. But his small shop can't run away, and he will be out of luck then. But he is a businessman after all. If this little white-collar worker wants to stay here, something big will happen. It would be terrible if he was so young and was harmed by these gangsters. Therefore, he was also struggling to persuade Lin Feng to leave quickly. The restaurant owner's face became even more troubled. He had been keeping it for several years and was running it on a small budget. Only then did he finally manage to see the moonlight and see Lin Feng come to his shop for dinner, which made him make a lot of money recently. It would be a real shame if it closed. Moreover, this will directly cut off his financial resources, and his future survival may be problematic. certainly. He also made a lot of money during this time and gave up the store. With this money, I can make a living by opening a restaurant in another place. It's just that after finally establishing his feet in Shanghai, he is not afraid of changing places and starting all over again, but his wife and children may not be able to adapt to it.

But let him keep Lin Feng, a young white-collar worker, here.

He couldn't bear it either. What he runs this small shop has always been about word of mouth. Except for a few signature dishes, his dishes are not very good, but one thing that makes many diners feel at ease and willing to come back is that his ingredients are all genuine. Yes, I will never use gutter oil, dead pork, etc. This is a conscientious shop. This conscience shop is all about conscience.

The word conscience, this...

Lin Feng remained silent. If he casually says a word, or takes off his glasses and combs his hair, and is recognized by others, the boss will have no worries at all. But Lin Feng didn't want to say anything. He just wanted to see what the boss would choose. Lin Feng has plans to recruit this boss and assist Li Zhiyou. But it depends on his character. What is important in being a human being is character. If your character is not good, it will be useless no matter how capable you are.

The tattooed man over there was dialing the phone frantically, while the boss over there was at war with nature and man, and was extremely entangled. But Lin Feng was not disappointed.

"Little brother, just leave. The best I can do is stop running this store. Anyway, I have made some money recently, so I can start a new business in another place. Anyway, I am not a local, so I can survive anywhere!" Restaurant The boss finally made a decision and forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

Lin Feng chuckled.

"Boss, I didn't expect you to be such a conscientious person when doing business. It's not that common these days!" Lin Feng sighed.

Most of today's businessmen are just for profit and can do whatever they want. Whatever makes money comes. What about black cotton, gutter oil, sulfur bamboo shoots, etc. This completely ignores the interests of consumers. If other restaurant owners encountered this, they would definitely hold him back and prevent him from running away. If he ran away, his hotel would be completely ruined. This boss really has a conscience.

"Hey, doing business is not all about making a living. No one would think about this. But you are here and I am my guest. If something happens to you, I will let you take the blame. I have a troubled conscience. This I'm too old. The days to come are long or short. If you want me to live in guilt all day long, I can't live with it. Little brother, please leave quickly. You won't be able to leave when they come. . As for me, you really don’t have to worry. At most, I don’t want this store anymore. It’s rented anyway, and it will expire next year. These decorations are also old, and the loss is not big, and the Fengshen has been here before. They may not dare to smash it. If the newspaper reports it and Fengshen sees it, they will not end well!" When mentioning Fengshen, hotel owner Zhang Yong's eyes showed hope.

Everyone said that Lin Feng was arrogant, but in the eyes of ordinary people like them, Lin Feng's arrogance was just for those bullies. Lin Feng treated the ordinary people very harmoniously. Just like the last time Lin Feng came, he was stuck here and didn't get angry. Moreover, he sold the box at a high price without seeing Lin Feng intervene. On the contrary, those who came to eat in the private room were all as powerful as twenty-five or eighty thousand people, and they were bossy. Their aura and grace were completely incomparable to the Fengshen.

Therefore, the hotel owner is also betting that these people may not really dare to destroy this place. After all, the God of Wind has been here! Wherever the Wind God has been, ordinary people dare to touch it! What if Lin Feng gets involved? When Lin Feng repairs the underworld, he never shows mercy. The underworld in Shanghai is now basically extinct, leaving only a few gangsters. If they want to cause chaos, if Lin Feng sees them, it will probably be a disaster.

Therefore, he still has some confidence.

Lin Feng smiled. I didn't expect that my reputation is so great. As long as I have been to places, most people here don't dare to mess around. This is really surprising. Of course, there was also a small burst of self-admiration in my heart.

"Hey, little brother, don't tell me, you and Fengshen still have some imagination. But you'd better leave quickly! If you don't leave, it's too late!" the restaurant owner urged.

"Who dares to leave! No one is allowed to leave here today!" At this time, a domineering voice sounded outside.

A man with a slender face and a gold necklace as thick as a little finger hung around his neck walked in. His eyes were fierce, and no one dared to say a word wherever he glanced. Everyone lowered their heads and retreated, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

"Brother Kun, Brother Kun, this little pussy penetrated my balls and hit me and a few brothers! He even told you, Brother Kun, that if you didn't call you over, he would make me eat all the food on the ground! "The tattooed man screamed heartbroken as if he had seen a savior. The other companions also howled.

"Damn it! My Brother Kun's people dare to touch me! Which way are you from, little pussy?" The man with a thick gold necklace on his little finger strode toward Lin Feng fiercely, followed by a few well-dressed people who looked bad. A thug who is as vicious as a gangster.

"Brother Kun, right? This matter is completely a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" The restaurant owner hurriedly greeted him, smiling apologetically.

"Misunderstanding! Paralysis, misunderstanding, can my little brother be beaten like a *? Damn it!" The man with a thick gold necklace on his little finger slapped the restaurant owner away, "Damn it, I'll deal with you later! Damn it!"

The man with a thick gold necklace on his little finger strode up to Lin Feng. He looked down from a high position and looked carefully. Lin Feng looked like a white-collar worker no matter what. It may be that he has practiced martial arts for a few days and has some fighting ability. After all, his few younger brothers are nothing more than nothing. But these two foreign girls are in a bit of trouble. Shanghai is an international metropolis and is very concerned about the safety and protection of foreigners. It would be troublesome if he took action and hurt these foreign girls. He wouldn't be afraid of this in the wilderness, but there are many people here.

"You two foreign girls, get out of here. If I don't look for you, I will look for you! Boy, if you're a man, don't hide behind women." Although the man with a thick gold necklace on his little finger looks vulgar, he is extremely delicate in his heart. The talkative Lin Feng couldn't rely on Melissa and Natalie behind him.