The waiter standing nearby responded quickly and walked over to ask the person: "Brother, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the machine?"

The man who smashed the machine was about 20 years old and was very burly. He sat there and stuffed his chair with a full face. He looked like a slutty person. He stared at the waiter and scolded: "Fuck, what kind of broken machine are you in the game hall? I've been sitting here for a long time, and I didn't even give me a bleeding card, damn it."

The waiter quickly explained: "Maybe you are not lucky now, maybe you will be able to play a few more games. Besides, it is normal for the mahjong machine to bleed if you don't play the card for a day."

A man sitting next to the big guy was unhappy to listen: "We saw that your game hall is open, and we wanted to come and win a few dollars to drink at night. After sitting here for less than two hours, my mother lost dozens of dollars. I have never seen anyone who has not bleed for so long after placing cards."

The waiter wanted to persuade him a few more words. The big guy and the people next to him stood up and shouted loudly. The people who were playing in the game center looked up and saw that these people were obviously coming to make trouble. They whispered to Liu Hongyu: "You go and hold them up first, and your tone is softer and you will follow their meaning. I'll find someone and come back soon."

Liu Hongyu nodded and walked over. Lin Ziwen took out a few game coins from his pocket, held them in his hand and called them a sound. He pretended to be a child playing games, bypassed the crowd, and went out.

In 1992, there were not many taxis in the mountain city. Standing on the side of the road, Lin Ziwen was anxious and was considering whether to stop a car casually. A young man came out of the shop next to him, took out the key and opened a motorcycle on the side of the road.

"Hey, brother, I have something urgent to do, just take me a while." The young man was already on the motorcycle and was already on fire. Lin Ziwen hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Take you, why should I take you? No one is watching anyone come here and go." The young man thought he had met an idiot child, so he blew the accelerator hard under his feet.

Lin Ziwen quickly took out ten dollars from his pocket and stuffed them into the young man's hand. He sat on the back seat of the motorcycle: "I'll go to the central hospital, you have to pay attention to safety."

"You kid treat my motorcycle as a rental? Go down, my brother treats me to drink and hurry up."

Lin Ziwen took out another ten dollars from his pocket and stuffed them, "Brother, please help me, this twenty dollars will give you two more wine and food."

"Come on, twenty dollars is enough for my broken motorcycle for more than a month. You can sit firmly. If you fall down, I will leave directly." The young man put the twenty dollars in his pocket and kicked his feet hard. The broken motorcycle roared out, leaving blue smoke on the road.

On the way, I encountered an empty taxi. Lin Ziwen called the taxi driver and the motorcycle guy to reduce the price. He changed to the taxi and went straight to the Zilong Game Center. The motorcycle guy watched Fiat quickly ran out of sight, took out the 20 yuan he had kneaded into two pieces from his pocket, stretching it flat, thinking, is this young master rushing to divide the inheritance? He rushed to the hospital like a fire and burned his butt.

Li Zetao was sitting in a corner of the game center chatting with a small black and thin man. Lin Ziwen had seen this person when Zixin opened. That day, he also sent Li Zetao a big golden toad. Seeing Lin Ziwen rushed in, Li Zetao quickly asked what happened.

"Brother Tao, someone ran to Zixin to make trouble. I just came over from there."

Li Zetao hurriedly asked: "How many people? When did you go?"

"Three or four, it seems to be there at noon. I just found an excuse to make trouble, and I came here to make trouble." Lin Ziwen walked away anxiously, not sure how many people were making trouble.

"Damn it, I dare to go to my territory." Li Zetao spitted out the cigarette butt, crushed it hard, and turned around and said to the small man: "Brother Hai, you sit here for a while, I'll deal with it and come back. Let's have dinner together tonight, don't leave."

Brother Hai quickly stood up: "Xiao Tao, you are talking to me, how can I not go with you to see if something happens?"

Li Zetao was hesitating, and saw Lin Ziwen signaling with his eyes, and said to Brother Hai: "Brother Hai, you have just come out a few days ago. If something happens, I will be blamed by my sister-in-law for many little brothers who have eaten a bowl of rice with me now. I will call a few to go over and ensure that the settlement is made. You sit for a while, and I will come."

Seeing Li Zetao's stubbornness, Brother Hai nodded and said nothing. The two of them got into the back seat of the taxi at the game center. Lin Ziwen said to Li Zetao, "What are you planning to do?"

"Go to Zihong and Zixu first and call the three fat men and six monkeys. Damn, I want to kill one to warn you today." Li Zetao's eyes widened and he was already in the state.

Lin Ziwen laughed: "Brother Tao, can you think of other ways to deal with it besides fighting?"

"What else? People bullied to come to find trouble and beat them away. What else can I do?"

"Think about it, there is a real person who wants to repay your life-saving grace all day long. Don't give him a chance?" Lin Ziwen was very tempted by the way.

Li Zetao glanced at Lin Ziwen: "Didn't you tell you? I've told him a long time ago that I didn't save his life, so I don't need to worry about it all day long."

Lin Ziwen said to the driver: "Master, go to Fuxing Road Police Station." Then he turned to Li Zetao and said: "This time someone is provoking trouble. Do you understand the law? You can call 110 to call the police. The police will stop me. I call the police for help and don't owe them favors. This is their job."

Li Zetao was not enlightened: "What's the use of police stopping them? If they often come to cause trouble, we will call the police every time? I think it's time to beat them so that they will never dare to come again."

Lin Ziwen enlightened him: "This move is called black and white. This time we will ask the police to scare them first. If they dare not come, even if they come again next time, we will repair them again so that they can know that our business will continue to grow bigger. People who are in trouble will definitely have to come one after another, so that they can know that there are people in the black and white paths, so they can also weigh their own weight before taking action."

Li Zetao finally understood this time, and looked at Lin Ziwen with his eyes and asked, "What did you grow up with? Why do you understand everything?"

Lin Ziwen smiled proudly: "Isn't there a video room next to the school? I missed class and went to watch a few gunfight movies, and I learned it in the video."

The taxi was parked in front of the Fuxing Road Police Station. Li Zetao got out of the car and was about to walk in, but was called by a police car on the side of the road. It turned out that Director Wang Yu had just become addicted to smoking and came out of the office. He was sitting in the police car smoking.

"Oh, Boss Li, why are you free to see me today?" Wang Yu was just in his early thirties and his stomach was slightly corrupt, but this is indeed hereditary, with Wang Yu's uncle and father as testimony.

Li Zetao didn't say nonsense, and said a few words about someone going to the game center to make trouble. When Wang Yu heard this, he fell off his cigarette butt and ran into the police station. He called two policemen to run out together and jumped into the police car. Li Zetao and Lin Ziwen were in the taxi in front of him. The two cars arrived at Zixin Game Center in a few minutes.

It has been twenty minutes since Lin Ziwen went out. The doors of the game center were wide open. The inside and outside were full of onlookers. Seeing that Liu Hongyu was easy to bully, the big guy and his accomplices had spitted their phlegm on the screen of the game console. They used cigarette butts to burn several holes on the soft cushion of the chair. When Li Zetao and Wang Yu and others squeezed in, the big guy was stepping on the chair with one foot, holding the cigarette in his hand, pointing at Liu Hongyu's nose and cursing. When the onlookers saw the police coming from behind, they all gave in.

Li Zetao, who was in and out of the labor camp, had already become a person who did not rub the sand in his eyes. Seeing that the big guy was extremely arrogant, Li Zetao rushed forward without saying a word, and punched him with a big guy with a weight of nearly 200 pounds and fell to the ground. By the way, he also pressed down on a chair.

The few people who came to make trouble together did not expect that someone would suddenly take action. The sitting person hurriedly got up. A boy just took out a switchblade from his pocket. Before he could press the blade, he was hit by an electric baton.
Chapter completed!