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Not long after I was around here, the phone rang suddenly.

When I heard the phone ringing, I guessed that the brother under me must have encountered something and answered the phone while he was busy.

"Brother Prince, the owner of the Nightingale Bar, he doesn't want to give us protection money!"

As soon as I got through the phone, I heard a somewhat familiar voice from the other end of the phone.

"why?"

Hearing my inquiry, the younger brother replied in a hurry:

"The owner of the Nightingale Bar said that the members of the Little Knife Society used to collect protection fees, but they never helped them. People often came to the bar to make trouble, and no one cared about them. able to help them!"

I thought it was a big deal, but I smiled lightly when I heard my younger brother say this:

"Then you wait at the bar, I'll come over right away, don't argue with the owner of the bar, it's not easy for them to do business, and it's normal to have concerns!"

"Okay, Prince!"

After hanging up the phone, I walked towards the Nightingale Bar.

When I entered the bar, I saw a group of princeling boys standing at the bar counter.

Opposite them, sat a middle-aged uncle with an angry face.

This uncle is skinny and bald. From his appearance, he should not be a bad person.

Judging from his performance at this time, this guy should be the owner of the bar.

At this time, the brothers under him also noticed that I entered the bar, and hurriedly waved at me.

"Brother Prince, we are here!"

Walking in front of them calmly, I smiled and stretched out my hand, and said to the middle-aged uncle who was sitting on the sofa:

"You should be the owner of the bar, right? Hello, I am the prince, the boss of the princeling party!"

"You—are you the boss?"

After hearing me say that I am the boss of the princeling party, the middle-aged uncle froze for a moment.

Obviously, I can't believe that a student like me can be the boss of a gangster.

"Baldy, why are you talking to my boss?"

Hearing what the boss said, the younger brother next to him yelled unhappily.

Hearing my younger brother's yelling, I quickly gave him a look to tell him to be quiet.

And the middle-aged man reached out and shook my hand at this time:

"I'm the owner of this bar, and I don't care who is the boss. Anyway, I won't pay the protection fee. I paid the protection fee to the knife society before, but now there are gangsters coming to make trouble every day. My store is a mess, and there are a lot fewer customers now, so I won't be fooled by you."

"Boss, don't worry, I-"

Originally, I just wanted to explain to the boss that we are different from Xiaodao.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of smashing wine bottles on the dance floor of the bar, and then there was a ruffian shout:

"Fuck you, you don't have eyes when you walk?"

Chapter 46 Ye Tingting Bites Someone

Hearing the yelling from the dance floor, a group of my brothers and I couldn't help looking at the dance floor of the bar.

I saw that on the dance floor at this moment, five gangsters who were about 20 years old and with weird hairstyles were surrounding a middle-aged man wearing glasses.

The appearance of the gangsters at this time can be described as extremely arrogant, and the middle-aged man wearing glasses, hearing the arrogant words of these gangsters, hurriedly said:

"What are you going to do? It was obvious that you bumped into me just now, so are you still being reasonable?"

After the middle-aged man's words, one of the guys with purple hair sneered forward, stretched out his hand and patted the middle-aged man's face provocatively:

"Reasonable? We are reasonable. I said you hit me, and you hit me!"

Seeing this scene, the bar owner said to me indignantly:

"You see, it's those guys who come to our bar every day to drink without paying, and often beat people deliberately!"

Seeing the indignation of the bar owner, I smiled at him indifferently:

"Boss, don't worry, leave this matter to us!"

After I finished speaking, I walked towards a group of people.

At the same time, the guy with the purple hair has reached out and grabbed the collar of the middle-aged man with glasses.

"Today, you can either lose money and admit your mistakes, or get beaten, you choose!"

The face of the middle-aged man with glasses was blushing from being suppressed.

On the face, there is anger, helplessness, and unwillingness.

He was angry that these gangsters were looking for trouble for nothing.

What he was helpless and unwilling to do was that he, a man in his 40s, was actually bullied by a group of punks in their early twenties.

In this bar, although there are not many customers, they are definitely not too few. Many people present have noticed the situation at this time, and they have also cast their eyes on him.

So of course he wouldn't compromise so easily at this time, it was the bastard with dyed purple hair who shouted loudly:

"Why should I give you money, you scoundrels!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the expression of the purple-haired gangster suddenly changed:

"No money, huh! Brothers, call me!"

"Snapped!"

As soon as the purple-haired bastard finished speaking, an empty wine bottle fell directly on his head, opening his head with a ladle, splashing glass shards all over the floor.

The gangster with dyed purple hair looked extremely arrogant, but in fact he hadn't been beaten. When I smashed the wine bottle on his head, he let out a scream of "ah", and lay on the ground with his head in his arms, rolling in pain.

"Damn! Dare to hit our elder brother, brothers, kill him!"

Seeing the gangster with dyed purple hair knocked to the ground by me with a wine bottle, the gangsters following him yelled that they wanted to fight me.

But when they rushed in front of me and were about to shake their fists at me, they stopped suddenly.