"What else can I do? Since they don't deal with it, let's deal with it ourselves. Son, this si is still in southern Jiangsu and is under the jurisdiction of your Shura Alliance. If you can't control it on white, then control it on black. What is the maintenance of order? This is called maintaining order!"

"But he is a businessman!" Song Yun said.

"The one who slaughters people is even better than you, are you qualified to be a businessman?" asked Song Ergou.

"That's true, then they are the ones we can take care of. Well, that's all!" Song Yun nodded clearly, and then called Zhao Yan.

After receiving Song Yun's instructions, Zhao Yan immediately organized a group of members of the Shura League. About half an hour later, Wulala's seven or eight vans left Jiangsu and came for Si.

In the afternoon, these seven or eight vans arrived in Si City.

The team led the Black Dragon this time. There were about fifty people coming. Not many of them looked like they could fight and kill them. There was no need to fight and kill these unscrupulous vendors who slaughtered the tourists. Most of these people were just blinded by money and looked very fierce. But if they really met a real member like Shura League, they would still have to kneel down!

After gathering with Hei Jiao and other people, Song Yun decisively rushed to Luye Seafood City. Since he wanted to rectify the market of Si, the first fire had to burn more vigorously, kill the chicken for the monkey to see, and then continue to kill the monkey!

It was at such a tense moment that Song Ergou appeared decisively next to Song Yun.

"I'll do it as a coolie. Whenever something is popular, you will appear. As expected, ginger is still so hot!" Song Yun sighed.

"Tsk, I'm afraid that something will happen to you and take care of you!" Song Ergou snorted in a hurry, Song Yun smiled and said nothing. Anyway, who is the father and son, isn't it?

Not long after, this huge van pair appeared outside Luye Seafood City.

At this time, in Lu Ye Seafood City, tourists were sitting in groups of three or three. Song Yun got out of the car and followed Song Ergou directly into the seafood city.

"Oh, welcome to come again!" The thin black man I met before appeared in front of Song Yun again, "Why, are you bringing friends to eat this time?"

Song Yun hugged his chest with both hands, looked at the thin black man with disdain, and said, "Grandpa is here to take revenge this time."

The sea breeze blew, and Song Yun's hair, which had not been shaved for two months, fluttered with the sea breeze.

"Avenge?" The thin black man looked at the forty or fifty people following Song Yun. There was no look of fear on his face. Instead, he felt like he wanted to laugh but couldn't help but not smile.

"Of course." Song Yun also found that the atmosphere seemed to be wrong, but dozens of people on his side were watching. His momentum must not be weaker. Of course, Song Yun made up his mind not to take action today, and the boss was fighting like a gangster all day long. Is that the boss still the boss? If Song Yun made up his mind to tentacles, even if the atmosphere was dozens or hundreds of times strange, it would be a cloud.

In the face of absolute force, any conspiracy is a cloud of conspiracy.

"Just dozens of you?" The thin black man pointed to the group of people behind Song Yun and asked.

"Why, aren't there enough people?" Song Yun sneered, "If you guys do you apologize to grandpa and compensate me, grandpa will smash your store."

"Hahahaha." The thin black man finally couldn't help laughing.

"Is it funny?" Song Yun asked with a calm face.

"No, no, no, I just think, you outsiders are so funny, fifty people, do you really think you have a lot of people?" The thin black man smiled and whistled, and then he saw the fat man Lu whom he saw yesterday appeared in front of Song Yun with five or six chefs holding kitchen knives.

"Oh, are you bringing someone here?" Mr. Lu's face was also as fearless as the thin black man.

"We are here to collect debts today." Song Yun frowned and said, "How much did you cheat us yesterday? Today you have to give us at least three times. Otherwise, my brothers will not do it!"

"Haha, brothers? How many will I count!" Master Lu put the kitchen knife on the table beside him, and then counted one by one, two by three.

"Forty-six, are you what you call brothers?" Mr. Lu smiled disdainfully, "Little boy, how much do you want to compare with me?"

"Oh?" Song Yun looked at Master Lu with a little curiousness, "It seems that now, we have more people."

"Come on, call someone." Mr. Lu glanced at the thin black man and said.

"Okay!" The thin black man picked up his cell phone and called out.

There is no other feeling about being looked down upon by others and following Song Yun. If you look down upon yourself, just look down upon it. Anyway, we won’t lose anything.

This is the difference between orthodox and non-mainstream people. When the boss says it, they do it. When the boss doesn't say it, then no matter how you look down on us, we will ignore you. The boss on TV takes the guy before he speaks. According to the words of the world, it is called "no rules, no big or small", and that is to be beaten.

Song Yun looked at this Master Lu leisurely, and was really looking forward to how many people he could call. Nowadays, there are too few people and small organizations who dare to challenge the Shura League. Now that they don’t know that they are from the Shura League, they still play this kind of game with more people with interest. Song Yun doesn’t mind playing with him. Anyway, playing a pig and eating a tiger is the first in all the pretentious skills. Song Yun has already prepared his skills and is waiting to find an opportunity to let him go!

Hei Jiao looked at the so-called Master Lu opposite, who was quite curious. The aura of this man named Master Lu looked very good. He didn't look like a master or a master, nor did he look like a hidden awesome person. How many people can such a person call? Although there are not many people here, at least there are more than 40 people. In general, there are only a dozen people who are very awesome. If they rise to thirty or forty people, they basically disrupt social order. JC is going to be dispatched.

Song Yun simply asked everyone to sit down. The members of the Shura League didn't say much, and sat down one after another. Song Ergou, Song Yun and Black Dragon were on a table.

Master Lu grinned with his big mouth, his nose hair was vaguely visible, and he said, "Don't run away, wait a moment."

"Let's see who runs away." Song Yun said calmly.

After sitting for about five minutes, there were sounds coming from the door of the seafood food stall. Song Yun turned around and saw many men wearing aprons walking in with kitchen knives. These people had big heads and thick necks. They were either big men or big men, but they were holding kitchen knives in their hands. That was right.

"Master Lu, are these people from other places here to make a fuss?" asked a bearded man.

"Dad Su, these are these people!" Master Lu looked at the bearded man and said, "What should I do if these people from other places rely on their own bullying me?"

"Oh? There are so many people?" The bearded man named Su Daddy showed some disdainful smile on his lips, and then shouted to the outside of the seafood city, "Come in, why are you staying outside?"

"Okay."

There were a sound of promises coming from outside, and then a group of people rushed in from outside.

Many of these people are young people. They look like they are in their twenties, holding kitchen knives or rolling pins in their hands, and some are holding harpoons for fish. They look like they are all local young men.

"Master Lu, who will cause trouble here?" Some people shouted.

"Dad Su, are these foreigners?" someone shouted again.

The crowd came into this seafood food stall one after another. Song Yun sat in the seat with his face unchanged expression and looked at the people. There were about a hundred people, which surprised Song Yun. These more than one hundred people must not be messing around. It seems that they are all cooks like Master Lu. What's going on in this world? They don't bully people, but they change to cooks to bully people? They even shouted more than one hundred people out?

"Hey, how many people are there?" Mr. Lu stood in front of Song Yun and said, "It seems that there are not many people in yours."

"Okay!" Song Yun slapped the table and stood up. A group of people who were calling from Master Lu were instantly staring at Song Yun.

"You are amazing today, let's go!" Song Yun directly greeted Hei Jiao and a group of subordinates, and turned around and left. Master Lu thought that he was afraid that Song Yun would fight to the death, so he did not keep these people anymore. He just looked disdainful, "In Si, there are more people than me, you are just a mouse licking the cat pussy, looking for shit!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!