Who is Lao Jiu? The boss of the streets.
If he loses face, his future days will not be easy.
Admittedly, if Yu Zhou had always been capable and competent, he wouldn't have dared to provoke such a wealthy person.
After all, one move could cost hundreds or thousands. If such a person truly wanted to kill you, it would only take a few words, and there would be plenty of people willing to die for him.
But now, it seems he's back to setting up a street stall, which clearly means his money is spent.
If he doesn't make a move now, he might not get another chance.
A dozen people surrounded them. Instantly, the stall owners who still wanted to chat with Yu Zhou began to retreat to the side.
Although they felt Yu Zhou had some skill, it was only a little. The street boss Lao Jiu had arrived, looking for trouble.
If they got involved for no reason, their small arms and legs wouldn't be able to handle it.
It can be said that these stall owners, as long as their immense interests were not threatened, would generally choose to let sleeping dogs lie.
Everyone has their own way of living, and such situations are not uncommon.
"Kid! We didn't finish last time, so do you want to taste my fists again?"
Immediately, Wu Dabiao stood in front of Yu Zhou. He felt that although he wasn't a particularly skilled person, when it came to fighting, very few people were his match.
Otherwise, why would Wu Dabiao be so confident, especially in fighting? In the factory, he was invincible throughout the second factory!
"Wu Dabiao, no matter how good you are at fighting, how many can you beat?"
"I brought more than a dozen brothers today. If you have the guts, take us all down!"
This Lao Jiu seemed very confident, and it's no wonder, he was a local bully.
He had many subordinates who were good at fighting. If there were several people like Wu Dabiao, he might not dare to act. But now, Wu Dabiao was only one.
Since he came to cause trouble, it meant he didn't really take the current Wu Dabiao seriously.
"You son of a bitch!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Dabiao immediately lost it.
When he fought, did he ever care about the number of opponents? He raised his fist, as big as a sandbag, and was about to smash them.
Fortunately, Yu Zhou was very calm at this moment and did not ignore the situation.
He grabbed Wu Dabiao, preventing him from acting.
At this moment, Yu Zhou was all smiles, as if the group in front of him were not troublemakers but friends.
He glanced at Lao Jiu and said slowly, "You want revenge?"
"Or do you just want to collect stall fees? You should know that after the last incident, no matter whether I come to this square to set up a stall or not, you definitely won't be able to collect my stall fee."
His words were very mild but carried an irrefutable tone.
He was instigated by Liu Dalong to cause trouble last time.
In Yu Zhou's mind, that debt should be on Liu Dalong. They didn't have much personal animosity between them.
But if Lao Jiu wanted to cause trouble again today, the situation would be completely different.
Without Liu Dalong as his backer, Yu Zhou didn't even have the interest to look at such a punk twice. Where did he get the courage to cause trouble in such a situation?
"Damn it, kid, you don't understand the situation if I don't teach you a lesson today, do you?"
"Brothers, since this guy isn't giving me face, what should we do?"
The other party, who thought he had Yu Zhou cornered, wouldn't give him any chance.
He immediately and arrogantly grabbed Yu Zhou's collar, as if he would break Yu Zhou's arm if he dared to be stubborn today.
Yu Zhou found it amusing, even thinking such hoodlums were quite cute when they were young.
"There are more than a dozen of you, and only two of us."
"If you really want to fight, I naturally can't stop you. But have you really thought about attacking us?"
Yu Zhou said it casually, but it made the group of thugs and Lao Jiu stunned.
We'll fight if we fight, why do we need to think about it? Could this down-and-out fellow have any tricks to deal with us?
"Enough nonsense! If you have the guts, bring out your people, and we'll fight hand-to-hand. If you don't have anyone, then pay us money or let us beat you up."
Good heavens, the thinking of these street rats is truly direct. Either fight, or surrender meekly.
"Or I'd say, why have you, Lao Jiu, been a street punk for so many years?"
"It's all about loyalty, and you don't even know who you can offend and who you can't."
"I'm standing here right now, and I'm not letting my buddy make a move. If you have the guts, attack me now!"
"I'll say this in advance, there's no waiting. If you don't dare, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
Yu Zhou continued with a smile, even though he knew in his heart that this was just him bluffing these people.
However, the more Yu Zhou acted like this, the more hesitant Lao Jiu became, and the more he didn't dare to act.
Does he have something on me? Or does this guy really have some backup?
While stunned, Lao Jiu began to ponder.
However, Yu Zhou's consistent demeanor made the other party anxious.
After a pause, Yu Zhou continued, "Scared by me?"
"Is that all you've got! Why aren't you acting?"
"Don't be afraid to tell you, if you make a move today, I'll nail you. Let's see, are you thugs tougher, or am I, who grew up in the factory district, tougher!"
"At worst, we'll both go down. I'll spend all my fortune and hire a group of people to deal with you every day. As long as you dare to show your face, I'll fight you to the death."
Yu Zhou said it slowly, even very calmly.
With a swish, cold sweat broke out on Lao Jiu's forehead.
He still had money? Wasn't he broke and came back to set up a stall?
But on second thought, he already knew roughly how much money Yu Zhou had made before.
With so much money, even if he wanted to lose it all, it would be difficult to succeed without gambling, right?
"What's going on? Why is he back?"
"Also, is he trying to scare me, or what?"
Looking at Yu Zhou in front of him quietly, Lao Jiu suddenly found himself in a difficult position.
That feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.