The one-eyed man didn't say anything for the time being. He opened the beer and picked up the food with chopsticks.

Another short fat man took a bite and spit it on the boss's face and scolded loudly: "What's the frying thing? It's so unpalatable!"

The boss was angry and dared not scatter. He could only wipe off the vegetables on his face and said patiently: "I'll go and cook another plate for you."

But those people did it on purpose, how could they let the boss go?

The fat man pulled the boss's collar directly and cursed angrily: "I'm here to eat here today to give you a face! Is it your attitude to greet the guests!"

The boss was picked up directly, his face full of fat man's saliva.

His voice begged, "I didn't mean it, you guys, okay, I'll go and cook for you..."

But the fat man didn't take this trick and threw it hard on the ground, pulled out the iron stick held on his waist, and hit the boss's leg.

"Don't talk to me here, I just think you are upset today!"

"ah!"

A stick fell down, and the boss was so painful that tears came out.

The boss woman hiding in the room was so scared that she covered her mouth and sobbed quietly until her man's scream made her unable to help but push the door and rushed to the boss, and even swallowed: "Stop hitting!"

"This girl is pretty good!" A man with tendons squatted down and picked up the boss's chin, his tone was frivolous, and his eyes were unscrupulous.

The boss lady turned her head and avoided his hand, helped the boss up, with concern and worry in her eyes.

The boss looked at his wife and sighed, whispering: "Didn't you tell you not to come out..."

There is more than one restaurant on Panjia Street and someone kicked it out. After they enter, they just look for trouble. No matter how many people are, they will beat them up before talking about it.

The entire Panjia Street became chaotic, making people extremely panicked and uneasy.

Old Man Pan arrived at the scene as soon as something happened on Panjia Street. There were many injured people on the street and there were fierce fighting sounds.

Old Man Pan looked extremely angry and asked the young people around him, "Where are they now?"

"It's available in almost every store." The young man sighed.

Old man Pan and dozens of thugs headed towards a nearby restaurant.

When the big men were about to make things difficult for the couple, a middle-aged old man appeared and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

Not only did the big men not feel scared, they laughed.

"Old man, do you think we will be afraid of you if you bring dozens of people?" the one-eyed man said contemptuously.

"Don't you know who is the territory here?" Old Man Pan said angrily.

The big man sneered: "Didn't you rely on Xiao Yang to be a manager in Panjia Street?"

"You!" Old Man Pan pointed at the man so arrogant that he had nothing to say.

"I don't care who you are! Those who hinder labor and capital will still fight!"

As he said that, the big man raised his iron stick. The thug behind Old Man Pan was not the opponents of their old world. He was beaten to the ground in a few seconds.

Old Man Pan is a bad old man, but he can't beat an iron stick. After being stuffed with his shoulders and back, he vomited blood and fell to the ground.

After dozens of minutes.

"What! Mr. Pan, you are in the hospital now, what's going on?"

Xiao Yang frowned. You could tell from the phone that Old Man Pan's weakness was probably beaten very hard, and it was a blessing to be able to enter the hospital alive.

"I don't have to worry about my injuries. The Xue family came to Panjia Street to cause trouble. The purpose is not simple. I think they are going to deal with you, so you have to be more careful."

"Ahem!"
Chapter completed!