I'm reborn and I'm an international student again?

Chapter 142 Conflict Escalation
"boom!"

The chair was made of metal. Dongdong swung it hard and hit the young man on the head. The young man fell to the ground immediately.

The other three stood up quickly, but one of them was kicked down by Dongdong before he could even make a move.

The force was so great that the guy couldn't get up for a while.

"What's up?"

A young man from Yue picked up the chopsticks on the table and shouted at Dongdong.

"Dong Ma Mei! (Cao Nima)" Dong Dong didn't understand what the other party said, and responded with the only Vietnamese curse he knew, and then threw the chair at the young man holding the chopsticks.

"Stop hitting him, stop it!" Lao Liang wiped the sweat off his forehead and hurried out of the kitchen, fiddling with his hands behind his back. Seeing this, a Chinese chef immediately ran out through the back door, not knowing what he was doing.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the door of the hotel was pushed open rudely.

A group of dishevelled people in various clothes strode in, shouting in Vietnamese.

Although Chen Xi didn't understand what they were saying, he could clearly feel from their tone that it was not something nice.

“Bn hng th trc.”

A young man from Yue State who was originally in the store shouted at the people who rushed in, and immediately the noise of those people became louder.

Many people started clapping on the tables around them, making the noise in the restaurant very loud.

The business of Lao Liang Dumpling Restaurant has not been satisfactory, and at the moment there is only Chen Xi's table of customers.

The arrival of this group of people occupied more than half of the restaurant, and the entrance was blocked tightly.

Xiao Ming instinctively took out his cell phone to call the police.

"You started beating people first, and then you saw that we Vietnamese were easy to bully."

Suddenly, a young man speaking broken Chinese stood out from the crowd. He was thin and dark-skinned, with a cunning look in his eyes.

"Your people were the first to cause trouble." Dong Dong was not intimidated by the fact that the other side had more people, but walked up to the young man and spoke loudly.

"Provoking trouble? What trouble? We are sitting here drinking tea and chatting while waiting for our friends to come over, and you come up and hit me with a chair, and you accuse me of causing trouble?"

The first young man who was knocked down by Dongdong had already crawled up from the ground. He was shouting in the restaurant with a look of grievance on his face, as if Dongdong had really bullied him first.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you acting?" Dong Dong was so angry that he raised his fist and really wanted to punch the man who was talking nonsense. But after waving his fist in the air for a circle, he calmly put it down.

"Hit someone! The Chinese are bullying the Vietnamese!"

The young man suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, then rushed to the door of the store and shouted outside.

All of a sudden, the Vietnamese people in several nearby shops put down their work and gathered around.

Several Chinese bosses who understood Vietnamese also frowned and looked around.

"Shit." Chen Xi suddenly saw through the glass of the hotel that there were a lot of figures swaying outside, and they were obviously coming towards this side.

"The police have been called, don't worry." Xiao Ming had already walked over at this time. He had just run to the corner to make a phone call alone.

"Don't do anything. We are inside the store now. They won't hurt anyone." Liu Fu said, trying to calm Xiao Ming and the others.

Several Sihai employees had drunk some alcohol and had already taken the lead to stand in front, protecting Xiao Ming and Liu Fu behind them.

"Let's talk it over. Don't use violence." As the owner of the restaurant, Lao Liang was the first to step forward to dissuade them.

"Go away. Why didn't you do anything when you Chinese people took action? Now that we have more people, are you pretending to be a coward?" The thin young man from Yue pushed Lao Liang away.

"You're bullying, aren't you?"

"You Chinese are so unreasonable that you actually hit someone."

"That's right. Don't even think about leaving today without an explanation."

“Ti là thng ngu Vit Nam.”

"It's a good thing"

There were also some Vietnamese people in this group who could speak Chinese. They began to shout and curse alternately in Chinese and Vietnamese, and gradually approached Chen Xi and others.

Although they did not hit anyone, they kept pushing forward with their hands.

"Hey, there are things to deal with again. This is such a shabby place. It's really annoying."

"It's delicious. It tastes really good. It's spicy."

In a police car on the side of the road, two white policemen were sitting inside eating fried chicken and French fries. Their intercom just rang, indicating that there was another conflict here. However, they did not rush to respond, but continued to eat fried chicken.

"Should we set off?" asked the young policeman, wiping the sweat from his face.

"Wait a moment, Bing Kuo Luo is drunk, I'm going to the toilet next door to take care of it first." After the fat policeman said this, he hurriedly opened the car door and walked quickly towards the toilet on the side of the road.

"Don't do it, we are all civilized people!"

"It doesn't matter if there are so many people. The police will be here soon."

The employees of Sihai were threatening, but they could not stand the shoving and pushing of the crowd on the opposite side. Chen Xi and the others were slowly forced to the front of the kitchen. Dong Dong, who was very brave before, began to retreat at this moment. It might be because he sobered up, or it might be because he was surrounded by dozens of people.

The outside of the hotel was surrounded by people and the situation was extremely tense.

"The police response speed is too slow."

Xiao Ming's palms were sweaty at this time. He had never seen such a scene before. He had been a good student all the way from Qilu to Tuao. Apart from studying and playing games, he had hardly any contact with women.

"Don't be nervous, stay calm! Lao Liang has sent someone to call for help." Liu Fu said to the people around him, trying to calm everyone down.

"Why are you blocking here? Get out of the way."

"Let us in, why are you coming here to bully our Chinese compatriots?"

Liu Fu's words soon came true. The voices of Chinese people were heard at the hotel entrance, but they were soon drowned out by the shouts of Vietnamese people.

However, with the participation of Chinese compatriots, these Vietnamese people may not dare to make a big deal out of it.

Soon, there was a commotion at the door, and then the crowd suddenly quieted down. A middle-aged Chinese man in a worn leather jacket was negotiating with a young man from Yue.

"You Chinese people came here without telling me and opened a fruit store. You even yelled at me. Are you deliberately looking for trouble to test our bottom line? There are more and more restaurants on this street. We should just change the name to the Chinese District in the future."

The young man who spoke was the leader of the trouble in the fruit shop before. At this moment, he was holding a cigarette in his mouth and spoke in a bad tone.

"I don't know about the fruit shop, but this is a dumpling shop. Are you illiterate or what? The lights with the Vietnamese characters on it are broken. I will ask the boss to fix them tomorrow. Please look carefully." The middle-aged Chinese uncle put his hands on his hips and pointed at the sign of Lao Liang Dumpling Shop.

"Don't try to play tricks on me. You Chinese people attacked us Vietnamese people, and we are here to seek an explanation." Every word the young man said made sense, and there was no nonsense in it.

"The employees of the dumpling shop told me that you were the ones who sent people to cause trouble first..." Uncle Huaguo began to argue with the other party.

"What happened?" While the two were still negotiating, a tall and thin young man from Yue State walked over. He didn't look very old, and looked especially young standing next to the two men.

"It's nothing, it can be handled quickly." The man who was talking to the Chinese uncle waved his hand, indicating that he could handle it.

"Biu~Biu~"

Suddenly, a siren sounded and a police car drove over. Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to it, but the person in the police car did not get out, but sat in the car, looking in the direction of the dumpling shop.

"There are so many people here, do you want to go over and take a look?"

"Go over there, how many bullets are in your gun? Request for backup."

The fat policeman glanced at his colleague unhappily, then picked up the walkie-talkie and started calling.

"Bring the troublemakers out for questioning first." The smoking Vietnamese man pointed inside the dumpling shop and then looked at the Chinese uncle.

Uncle Huaguo nodded in agreement. Considering that there were police outside, they would not cause any trouble, and staying in the dumpling shop would be more dangerous.

So he immediately walked into the dumpling shop. The Vietnamese people tacitly made way for him to pass.

"Are you okay, Lao Liang? You guys come out with me. There are police outside, so nothing will happen."

"It's okay, Brother Feng."

The middle-aged man called Brother Feng looked at Chen Xi and others and shook his head, then pointed at the door and motioned them to follow him.

Liu Fu and others nodded and walked out of the dumpling shop under the fierce gazes of many Vietnamese people.

"It's you." Dongdong saw the young man smoking as he walked out of the dumpling shop. He glared at him, looking a little displeased.

"You're so arrogant even after beating someone up. Look, this is what you Chinese are like. You don't even take us seriously." The young man ignored Dongdong and looked at Brother Feng and said.

"You were the ones who started the trouble first and threw toothpicks at my head." Dongdong continued to shout.

The police car was just across the street, which undoubtedly gave him the confidence to speak loudly.

"Huh, where are you from? You look strong, but your brain isn't very good. Feng, why don't you say something?"

The young man snorted coldly, then smiled at Brother Feng who was silent on the side.

"I'm from Box Hill. If you have the guts, go find me there and then we'll see who has more people." Dong Dong continued.

"Doctor Hill?" Brother Feng exclaimed in surprise.

"You live in Doctor Hill, so you know Uncle Lei? Are you Uncle Lei's man?"

The young man was slightly stunned after hearing this, and his tone seemed to soften a little.

"..." Dongdong had no idea who Uncle Lei was. He had never heard of him at all, so naturally he couldn't say a word. But he couldn't just say he didn't know him, so he could only stand there in a daze for a while.

"It turns out you're not with Uncle Lei. After all, you turned out to be a little punk. Are you good at fighting? What's the use of being able to fight? To get involved in gangs, you need power and background. Which gang are you from?" The young man threw down his empty cigarette, stomped it out with his foot, and then poked Dongdong a few times with his fingers.

"Okay, don't be impulsive. I'm a friend of Brother Feng from Glen Waverley." At this time, Liu Fu stood up and stood in front of Dong Dong.

"What Feng Ge? I've never heard of him. Glen Waverley is so far away from here, in the countryside."

The young man glanced at Liu Fu. He didn't remember who this person was. He had heard of Brother Feng mentioned by the other party, but had never seen him. Naturally, he didn't intend to buy it.

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