Zhou Tong said, "I'm not afraid of fighting, but the restaurant hasn't even opened yet, and we're already starting. If we open, I guess there'll be a lot more trouble."
Cheng Kun said, "Then we should sort them out once and for all so they won't dare to come looking for trouble again."
Zhou Jian said, "That's easy to say, but I'm afraid they might have other motives."
Sure enough, that noon, those people showed up on time, and there were quite a few of them, about twenty in total.
The two groups gathered at the entrance of Xi Shan Restaurant, and when they gathered, it was quite a crowd, dozens of people, making quite a scene.
Leading the other side was a tall, slim guy, Chang Mao, holding a watermelon knife in his hand.
"Kid, we're back. As long as your Xi Shan Restaurant is open for a day, we'll be here every day."
