Chapter 432 Mr. Chen Shows Off His Power

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

In the second half of the video, a group of men in black suits were seen walking in. The leader, Duan Bin, hit the tattooed man on the head with two beer bottles, dragged the man out, and took him away in the car.

Later... I saw what my mother said to Chen Yanyan in the video, and Chen Yanyan stood up and left in tears.

The video ends.

The amount of information is a bit large, but to sum it up: the big man made trouble, the third cousin got beaten up when he stepped in, Duan Bin came, and finally, my mother made Chen Yanyan cry.

After watching the video, Chen Chuan looked at his third cousin and Zhao Yutian.

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

Chen Chuan looked at the tattooed man in the picture and made sure he didn't recognize him.

Duan Bin is really crazy about his attacks. In TV series and movies, there are often scenes of beer bottles being smashed on the head, but they are usually empty bottles. If there is wine inside, the power is completely different from that of an empty bottle. It can be said that the lethality increases geometrically. Who can withstand it except Shaolin Iron Head Kung Fu?

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

Zhao Yutian nodded: "Well, Duan Bin and the others took the six people to the beach of Wangjiazhuang and beat them up. Later, two Jinbei vans came, and a group of big men got out of the car, which was the same group as the troublemakers. There were quite a few people on the other side, and they confronted Duan Bin, but there was no fight. Do you know who those big guys belong to?"

"Who?" Chen Chuan asked.

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

Chen Chuan glanced at him: "Shishen?"

"Ye Kun." Zhao Yutian said.

"Who is Ye Kun?" Chen Chuan thought for a while and had no impression of this 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 and the others did not pay. , and then nothing happened. Duan Bin asked me to tell you that he didn't handle this matter well. He originally wanted to get compensation from the hot pot restaurant."

"Do you have a photo of 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? It's Ye Kun's people who are looking for trouble in your store." what to do? "

"What else can I do? Next time I come back, no matter if he is Ye Kun or something else, I will make him a Shishen." Chen Chuan ate the boiled fat beef.

"Then you can't stay here, right?" Zhao Yutian said, "You can't go out to eat or go shopping with the girl? If you ask me, it's better to find out and ask why the other party came to make trouble. After the conflict is resolved, let's When doing business, pay attention to harmony and wealth."

Chen Chuan smiled: "I'm not here, I can hire someone. Special Forces King or something, please take care of a few, then come Ye Kun, come and fork out one, and come and fork out two."

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

Chen Chuan thought about the 3 million spending money and was worried that he had no place to spend it. If one person pays 6,000 yuan a month and hires 10 people, it only costs 60,000 yuan a month and 720,000 yuan a year. With the 3 million yuan in consumption funds, he can hire them for 4 years at a time.

Providing some security for my parents is not a waste of money. Even if there is no Ye Kun, there is no guarantee that there will be Zhang Kun and Li Kun...

Besides, he wouldn't pay for it himself.

If someone really comes to cause trouble, all the money will have to be extorted from the other party.

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

The third cousin's workplace was nearby and he arrived quickly. When he saw Chen Chuan returning to China, he was so happy that he came up to hug him.

"Oh my God, that's what happened that day. I originally came here to have a meal at noon and wanted to reward myself..." The third cousin began to tell the story of that day.

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

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

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

I don’t know if it was affected by that day, but there weren’t many people in the store today.

The third cousin said: "Yes, that's what they shouted that day. Those who came to cause trouble that day also shouted that they wanted to change tables. Hey, are they here again today?"

The third cousin looked back and said, "They are not the same group that day, but they are all about the same size."

Zhao Yutian said: "Logically speaking, if they are the same group of people, then it means... Duan Bin did not suppress them, and they came again. Brother Chen, it seems they are coming to your store. Should we call the police or call the police again?" Duan Bin is here?"

Chen Chuan suppressed his anger. Are you going to cause trouble again?

Last time he was not in the country, they came here to cause trouble, and they were not far away until they met him.

Now that Chen Chuan is here, they are still making trouble? It’s really hitting the muzzle of the gun!

In the hot pot restaurant, Zhang Xiangyun and Chen's father came to the table and, based on the principle of making money by being friendly, said: "You can change the table. Come over here."

"The ingredients in your store are not authentic. Look at the red color in the soup. What is that? You won't have diarrhea after eating it, right?" shouted a man with a crew cut at the table.

"No, no, this soup has no flavor or additives. It is pure beef bone soup and can be drank directly. Don't worry," Father Chen said with a smile.

"Can you drink it? Then you can drink it and see." The flat-headed man said.

Father Chen smiled, looked at the soup base that had been cooked with meat and vegetables, and added chili butter, and said: "You can drink it when it is clear soup, but now that chili peppers and auxiliary ingredients are added, you can't drink it. I asked the chef to give some Take a few bowls of clear soup and try it."

"Haha, you are talking like farts. Just now you said you can drink it, and now you say you can't drink it? Are you telling the truth?" said the flat-headed man.

Snapped!

Third cousin Yu Wenze stood up and shouted: "Brother, can't you understand? The boss said that the clear soup is drinkable. How do you drink the leftover spicy soup base?"

"Who the hell are you?" The flat-headed man glared, his face full of flesh, and he looked fierce and scary.

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

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

Chen Chuan stood in front of the crew-cut man, looked at the gurgling hot soup base, and took a spoonful of it. Then he held the flat-headed man's mouth with his left hand and poured it into him.

"Ah! Ahhh!" The man screamed like a pig, and most of the hot spicy pot was poured into his mouth, and the rest was spilled by him shaking his head, spreading on his clothes, and the red oil in his mouth was all over his body. .

Firstly, the flat-headed man did not expect Chen Chuan to feed him directly; secondly, compared with Chen Chuan's strength, he was just like a child and an adult, like a worm shaking a tree, unable to struggle at all.

Therefore, in the eyes of others, the scene does not look very intense. It seems that a guy with a crew cut is quite cooperative with Chen Chuan and is drinking the soup from the pot.

"Uh... don't drink it, friend. Don't you think this soup is hot? It's hot and spicy." Father Chen advised the crew-cut man.

Father Chen thought it was Chen Chuan who scooped it up, and the guy with the crew cut took the initiative to drink it.

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

Visibly to the naked eye, the man with a crew cut had a red envelope permed on the corner of his mouth. He shook his head with horror in his eyes, and his companions also looked at this scene in confusion.

After feeding him two spoonfuls, Chen Chuan asked, "Is it okay to drink? Do you feel any discomfort after drinking it?"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" The flat-headed man took a few swigs of the cold beer on the table. His face turned the color of pig liver, and the corners of his mouth were so red that they were even burned.

"You, ahem, you..." The flat-headed man wanted to speak, but the hot and spicy pot soup made his throat unable to make any sound.

Chen Chuan said to his parents: "It's okay. You go and do your work. I'll talk to him. I know him."

"Do you know him? He turns out to be a friend. No wonder he is so cooperative with your soup." Chen's father suddenly said, "Chuan, don't let your friend drink it. The bottom of the pot where the meat has been rinsed is not for drinking."

"It's okay, he actually likes this. You go ahead and I'll chat with him." Chen Chuan sat down next to the crew-cut man.

When Chen's father and Zhang Xiangyun saw their son say this, they left here first to avoid causing onlookers again.

Zhao Yutian and his third cousin were also confused, but they had played with Chen Chuan so much that they knew that Chen Chuan probably didn't know the guy with the crew cut.

Chen Chuan smiled and asked the other four people at the table: "Do you also want to drink two spoons? 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 for the five people in total, and asked, "Do you know this big guy with tattoos?"

"Who the hell do you think you are, asking dad this?" said a man.

Chen Chuan raised his hand, pinched his chin with his left hand, opened his mouth, pinned his arms, and scooped a spoonful of soup into him.

"Ah, ah! Oh oh oh!" the man screamed.

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

Chen Chuan felt that opening a business was a way of making money by being friendly. Although he didn't care about the money he made from this hot pot restaurant, it was his parents' business and he couldn't beat people here and make them miserable.

Chen Chuan said: "Come on, you five, don't eat. Come out with me. Tell me what you are here for and what your purpose is. Whether you want money or something, let's have a good talk, okay?"

After saying that, Chen Chuan stood up and walked out of the store. After all, his store is too small to open. When they get outside the store, Chen Chuan will let them know, how many eyes does Mr. Chen have? Whose private land are they spreading manure on?

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

Zhao Yutian also went out with his third cousin.

The third cousin stopped me and asked, "What are you going out for? What do those five people do? Do you want to call the police?"

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

…

In a corner of Jin Street, behind Xinyunchuan Hot Pot Restaurant.

Opposite were five men as strong as calves, and on Chen Chuan's side was himself.

When Zhao Yutian and his third cousin followed them out, they were a step too late and did not 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 video of the riot, showed it to the five people opposite him, and asked: "Can anyone tell me who the tattooed man in this video is and where he is now?"

"Hit him," said the flat-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 suddenly stunned and looked at the money on the ground.

Chen Chuan's first principle in doing things now is to use money to solve problems. Things that can be solved with money are not problems. If money can't solve it, use other methods.

"Actually, I can give you a good beating, and then beat you until you speak. But that kind of behavior is not consistent with the status of a rich man." Chen Chuan said, "Whoever surrenders, the money will be taken away."

"Coarse, stupid, who are you using this little money to fool? Beat him." The flat-headed man looked unmoved and took the lead to rush over.

He picked up a wooden stick from the corner and hit Chen Chuan's legs hard.

Chen Chuan took a step forward, used the four ounces of Qianjin in Tai Chi, pinched the flat-headed wrist, and with one force, snatched the opponent's wooden stick away and beat it out with his backhand.

Click.

There was a clean and crisp sound, and the flat-headed man stood still and looked down at the bones of his left leg.

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

Chen Chuan threw away the wooden stick and said: "Hey, do you see, if I don't hide, then I will be the one who breaks my leg. So, when you hit others in the future, just think about what it would be like if you were beaten like this, What are the consequences, what does it feel like, does it feel good or not?"

Chen Chuan has long disliked this kind of people. He wants to solve everything by force. Is that interesting? If they want to fight, he, Chen Chuan, will accompany them and let them know what real violence is.

"Ah wu..." The flat-headed man fell down holding his calf with a painful look on his face.

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

"Let me tell you!" said a young man, "The man who came to this hotpot restaurant that day is named Xu Mang, nicknamed Brother Mangzi. He is from Fengcheng and has just come to Haiqin."

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

"I can't say that." The other party said.

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

"I'm staying at the Baige Hotel on Xiangnan Road," the other party said.

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

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

"One, you didn't tell me right away, and two, it lacks key information and can only be worth 100." Chen Chuan said.

"Rough? Are you kidding me? You fool, bring me the money!" The young man yelled and shouted at Chen Chuan.

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

Click.

Broken ribs.

The remaining three people rushed over together, all carrying wooden sticks by the wall. They didn't know whose house this was and why there were so many wooden sticks at the door.

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

The whole process takes no more than 20 seconds.

Chen Chuan threw away the wooden stick and watched the five men fall to the ground, holding their broken bones and wailing.

Chen Chuan said: "Xinyunchuan Hot Pot Restaurant, if anyone comes to make trouble again, I will stop them one by one."

"Chu, you stepped on the horse..." the flat-headed man cursed.

Chen Chuan picked up the wooden stick on the ground and threw it at his right leg.

Click.

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

This time, both legs of the flat-headed man were broken.

"Do you know that you committed a crime by riding on the horse?" the flat-headed man cried.

"I was just defending myself. The five of you brought weapons to hit me first," Chen Chuan said.

"Do you have evidence?"

"Yes, the phone is on to record..." Chen Chuan said.

At the end of the alley, Zhao Yutian and his third cousin ran over panting. They had finally found Chen Chuan. They gasped and asked, "Are you okay, Chuan?"

The two looked at the five people wailing on the ground, and then looked at Chen Chuan, with surprised expressions on their faces.