The First Strong Control In History

  Chapter 174 Let’s talk about it (addition 28 for Grandmaster [Changed nickname has been harmonized])

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   "The old Yuan and his wife have been unlucky for eight lifetimes. They encountered such a thing!"

   "That's right, this is already the third time this week?"

   "The clay figurine is still angry, isn't that deceiving people too much?!"

  Yuan Bei has been promoted to the second rank, and his body function has long been quite different from that of ordinary people. He has sharp ears and eyes, and he has heard the conversations of several people from a long distance away. He keeps walking towards the storefront without stopping.

   "Old Yuan, have they reported to the police?"

   "I reported it, why didn't I report it? The problem is that there is no evidence, and the police can't do anything about them. In the end, I still have to obediently pay compensation!"

   "It's not that Lao Yuan and the others did it themselves. They have been selling this store for more than a month, and then the news of the business district over there came. If you say that there is nothing tricky in it, who will believe it!"

   "I heard that these people were found by the original boss, so I want to buy this store back!"

"Ugh!"

   "After so many visits, the private restaurant of old Yuan's family is not easy to open. I ate bugs three times this week, alas..."

  Yuan Bei did not show any expression on his face, but in his heart he already understood the whole story.

   At the same time, but also a little helpless, it seems that the relationship between parents on this street is not very harmonious!

   Don't look at the crowds around, but they are all talking around, chattering very lively, it seems that everyone is anxious and righteous, fighting against injustice.

  But no one really stepped forward to stop it.

  The so-called not being jealous is a mediocrity. The two parents worked hard to create new dishes with different patterns. Although the traffic on this street is not large, it can't hold back many repeat customers.

  Business has always been good. There are not no people around who are really concerned, but most of them are some spectators.

   "Give way."

   Gently pushed away the few shops in front of the road, and Yuan Bei saw the original appearance clearly.

  The cups and plates in the store were messed up, two tables were overturned to the ground, and the broken bowls carried rice and soup scattered all over the floor. Obviously, there were other customers there before.

  Three tall men, all over 1.8 meters tall, were standing in front of the table fiercely, one of them was holding half a bowl of soup in his hand, and one of them was fluttering like a black bug desperately.

   "Don't bully people too much!"

  Father Yuan was wearing an apron, his face was red, and the veins on his forehead were trembling

   "Too much deceit?"

The strong man headed by    sneered jokingly: "Boss, you are the one who bullied people too much, right?"

   "My two brothers and I have eaten at your place three times, and every time there are worms in the meal, I think you look down on us!"

   "As far as your service attitude is concerned, I suggest just closing the door and forget it. We brothers happen to have nothing to do, just give us your store, and today's matter is over!"

   "Otherwise..."

   "You...you fart!"

  Mother stood beside father Shenou, her eyes were reddish.

  She was also wearing an apron, but her body was dripping wet, with some kelp still stuck to her chest, and she looked very embarrassed.

   This made Yuan Bei's pupils shrink slightly.

   um...

  The air seemed to become quiet all of a sudden, and everyone present felt oppressed, as if a mountain was pressing on their chests, and it seemed that even breathing became difficult.

   "Xiao Bei, are you back?"

  Mother Yuan was the first to see Yuan Bei, and couldn't help but let out a surprise.

   "Well, I came here as soon as I got off the train."

  Yuan Bei laughed, and walked up to Father Yuan on his own, took the frying spoon he was holding and put it on the table: "Dad, take Mom up first, and change your clothes by the way."

"and you…?"

  Father Yuan had already calmed down the moment he saw Yuan Bei. Hearing what he said now, he couldn't help but hesitate.

   "It's okay, I'll take care of it."

  Yuan Bei patted the ashes on Father Yuan's body, and said with a smile, "You guys go up first."

  That warm and innocent smile directly put Father Yuan at ease.

  Mother Yuan was about to say something, but Father Yuan directly pulled her up.

   "Hey! Where did you come from?!"

  Seeing the two of them, they just went up on their own, and the man at the head became angry for a while, and shouted.

   "What did you say otherwise?"

  Yuan Bei asked with a smile, walking slowly towards the door.

   "You are their son, right? Let me tell you, you'd better persuade your parents to sell the store as soon as possible, so as to avoid any accidents later!"

   "My two younger brothers have good tempers. When they come next time, they won't have such a good temper!"

"Oh?"

  Yuan Bei's face was full of smiles, like a pure and harmless high school student: "Do you want to sell my shop?"

   "Huh? So what?"

   "Then you wait, we can talk about this matter."

   "Can we talk?"

  The big man in the head was stunned for a moment, and said with a playful smile: "Can you make the decision?"

  Yuan Bei ignored him, at this time he had already walked to the door, and said with a smile: "All uncles and aunts don't watch here anymore, let's go."

   Immediately after.

   "Shua!", the metal rolling door was pulled down by Yuan Bei directly, leaving only a group of onlookers outside the door, staring at each other and looking at each other in blank dismay.

   Inside the door, it was suddenly plunged into darkness.

   "I can call the shots."

  Yuan Bei turned on the light and said with a smile: "Brothers, let's talk?"

"Uh…"

  The three obviously didn't expect Yuan Bei to do this suddenly, and they panicked for a while.

   But turning around to look at Yuan Bei's thin body and the harmless smiling face of humans and animals, they looked at each other, and their confidence suddenly returned to them: "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

   "Sit first, first sit."

  Yuan Bei motioned for a few people to sit down first, but he sat down first.

   Several people also sat down in confusion.

   "Show me that bowl."

   As he spoke, before he could agree, Yuan Bei took out his hand, and the bowl of egg drop soup was already in his hands.

  Looking at the worm that was still fluttering in the bowl, Yuan Bei frowned.

   "Isn't it disgusting?"

"Ok?"

   "Isn't it disgusting to carry a bug with you?"

   "Boy, you were still breastfeeding in your mother's arms when I was in society! Want to trick me? Let me tell you, this bug came out of your restaurant!"

  Yuan Bei raised his head and looked at him, but there was no smile on his face at this time, as if a layer of frost had condensed, and the temperature of the entire restaurant dropped sharply.

  The leading man was stared at, like a young animal being targeted by a natural enemy, his heart jumped suddenly, bringing a sense of sudden fall, and the hairs on his back suddenly stood upside down!

  The atmosphere gradually became stiff, dignified, and gloomy.

  It seems that I can't hear any sound, only the sound of my own heartbeat can be heard.

   It makes people breathless, the huge pressure from Yuan Bei can almost crush any ordinary person.

   There is the coercion of the awakened ones, as well as the coercion from Yuan Bei's killing. After all, Yuan Bei has killed a lot of people.

   "What the **** do you want to talk about?!"

  The leading man couldn't bear it anymore, and couldn't help shouting.

   It's just that he doesn't even know it. At this time, there are some vibratos in his voice.

   "Eat it."

  Yuan Bei slowly pushed the bowl in front of the man, the black worms were still swaying in it, and said with a smile: "Eat it, then we can talk."

   "Otherwise there is nothing to talk about."

   "Also, who poured the soup on my mother just now?"

   When he said this, Yuan Bei's words were already tinged with coldness: "I can't even bear to speak up."

   Thank you for the 50,000 rewards of [the nickname has been changed to Harmony], thank you very much, and make me owe me more/smile

   The book recommended by a friend is called "Jian Wu Jian", classified by history, if you are interested, you can read it

  (end of this chapter)