The hot pot restaurant is not very big, with about one hundred square meters, all seats for four to six people, a total of more than a dozen.

The attendance rate inside is about 50%.

But at this time, everyone stood up and stared at the group in the center with anger. The leader was a white man about 1.8 meters tall, with tattoos all over his exposed wrists to his neck.

Behind him were two black men, tall, comparable to Li Mangyou. The two black men were wearing denim suits, with stains on their jeans and baseball caps on their heads.

The three of them stood together and looked at the door unkindly.

Shang Yang stood outside the door, staring coldly inside, took out the translator and put it on his ear.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here!"

Old Dong patted the woman on the shoulder to comfort her, then stepped forward and walked into the hot pot restaurant, with anger and helpless face.

"Stan, what are you going to do? I've been here for the second time this month!"

"Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

"Go, go quickly!"

The white man at the front smiled, tilted his neck, turned a deaf ear to his anger, and said contemptuously: "Dong, my calculations are not very good, so I forgot how many times this is, but there is a record that you owe me five hundred pounds, and you should pay it back today."

After he finished speaking, the two black men behind him laughed.

Shang Yang frowned slightly, and he could vaguely hear the accusations of foreigners around him, such as calling them hooligans and bedbugs, and letting them go back to hell.

Some threats to call the police.

But no one actually took out the phone, and their accusations did not work for the three of them.

"When did I owe you five hundred pounds!"

Old Dong opened his eyes wide open, looked behind the left, and saw a table of hot pot next to him, he walked over quickly, held up his hands, and threatened: "Get out, get out quickly, otherwise I will pour it on you. The hot pot restaurant is my property. You are infringing on my property, get out quickly!"

The three of them were very cautious and retreated, for fear that Old Dong would be angry and would really splash boiling water over.

"asshole!"

Stan bent over and pointed at Lao Dong: "You dare to threaten me, don't you want to open your hotpot restaurant?"

"I order you to put it down now, let it go quickly."

"Otherwise I will smash your store!"

As he spoke, a black man behind him walked to the side, raised his hand and pulled the dining table down roughly, and the hot pot on the dining table was also knocked to the ground.

There are more accusations around.

There were also screams.

The woman standing at the door was frightened and cried, "You group of scumbags in society, scumbags, God will punish you, and will definitely punish you!"

She is an authentic Chinese, but her way of speaking has become westernized.

"God?"

Stan looked at Lao Dong nervously: "I don't know how God will punish me, but if you don't pay back the money, God will definitely punish you!"

"Quick, give the money, let's leave after taking the money"

"Continue to stalemate, you will suffer greater losses!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another black man walked to the dining table next to him, grabbed it with both hands, and acted to pull it down again.

"etc!"

Old Dong suddenly spoke, his eyes full of bloodshot, and he was extremely helpless. On the way he came, he told Shang Yang that people in the Eighth Block should not be messed with, but he didn't expect to meet them when he came back.

This man named Stan is a gangster in the Eighth Block. He often asks for money from the Chinese shops around him. If he doesn't give it, he will secretly come over to smash glass and destroy it at night. He has called the police several times before, but the situation in Eagle Kingdom is completely different from that in China, smashing glass is not a serious crime.

Moreover, the police are too lazy to care if they ask for money below a certain number.

I give them once a month, all of which are considered as losing money and avoiding disasters. I didn’t expect that this month will be the second time.

But it’s not OK to give it to you. People like them can do anything and can’t afford to offend them. They gritted their teeth and said in grief: “This is the last time, remember, this is the last time!”

"If you dare to come, you will defend your property even if you try your best!"

While speaking, he unwilling to put the hot pot back on the dining table.

Reaching his hand and touching his pocket.

"Charge protection fees?"

Shang Yang kept staring at him coldly and asked. In his impression, this kind of scene existed in China decades ago. Now, even if you want money, you have turned to more sophisticated means.

When the woman heard this, she slowly turned her head. She knew that her husband was entrusted by an old friend in China to pick up a few people at the airport. If nothing unexpected happens, these people should be these people. She replied sadly: "Absolutely..."

Strictly speaking, there are differences. The so-called collection of protection fees is a gangster, while they are purely a rogue who cannot continue to live.

When Li Long and Li Mang next to him looked at him, he would rush up without hesitation with just a command.

Shang Yang pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly.

It’s not that they don’t help, but that they can’t help. They will leave after a few days. However, they can’t completely solve them by taking advantage of these days. Now, once they get the money back and leave after a few days, their situation will be even more difficult.

After all, Old Dong still needs to live here for a long time.

It is better to be in charge of county officials now.

"Silly pig, how good it is to give it early!"

"You are so stupid, you should go back to China!"

Stan cursed while collecting money.

"Get out, get out immediately!"

"Don't come again in the future!"

Old Dong pointed out outside the door, gave money, and spoke more imposingly.

Stan didn't say anything more, patted the bills with his hand, put them in his pocket and ran away.

The two black men following behind him shook their shoulders and followed them with great smugness.

"Scum, scum!"

The woman scolded viciously and moved the way out.

Shang Yang did not move too much, and moved a step to the side, making way out.

Li Long and Li Mang stared at the two of them, and for less than a second, they walked aside.

The three of them had already walked to the door safely.

But at this time.

"stop!"

A sound suddenly came from behind Shang Yang, and then he heard the sound of dense footsteps. He turned his head and found that there were more than a dozen Chinese people, some of whom were wearing chef clothes, holding knives and rolling pins. He was rushing over quickly from his twenties to his gray hair.

They are all Chinese on this street and they all run restaurants.

"Fake"

Stan glanced at it, his face changed, and he had no desire to resist at all. He ran away, and he also had no desire to resist at all.

But their luck is really bad.

Lao Dong's hot pot restaurant is located on the corner of the street. They had just taken a few steps when two girls came over from the side.

"Bang"

They immediately collided and fell to the ground.

Before they could wait, these people had already passed by Shang Yang. More than a dozen people surrounded the three of them, all of whom were gestured with weapons in their hands, without making rash moves.

"Super the money, hand it over quickly, quickly!"

The person who spoke was gray-haired and held a kitchen knife in his hand. He seemed very imposing, but then said: "We have already given money once this month, and we can't ask for it again. Do you think we can bully us?"

"Get money quickly"

"quick!"

Stan and the other two raised their hands at the same time, with a funny and joking expression on their faces. They didn't know if they were afraid or not, and they kept talking continuously, but the distance was relatively far, so they couldn't hear what they were saying.

"Swish..."

At this time, Uncle Dong walked in from the door and was stunned when he saw Shang Yang and the others, and said heavily: "You go in first, don't be afraid. This kind of thing is the norm abroad and can be solved in a few minutes..."

Shang Yang thought about it and planned to tell him that he had to find a way to solve it completely, but before he could speak, Uncle Dong had already run forward.

"Get in!"

Shang Yang withdrew his gaze.

Since I can't control myself, there is no need to watch the show. I will take the lead and walk in. I can still hear the customers' scolding in my headphones, and some are comforting the waiters.

It seems that foreigners are not all unfriendly to Asians.

It's just a part.
To be continued...