Strongest Deceptive System

At this time, the tables and chairs placed by the vendor were completely empty. Only Shang Liang was left at that table, who was still leisurely eating his skewers, as if he did not put the group of gangsters who were walking towards him in his eyes at all.    

    

The stall owner's wife saw this and said worriedly to her husband, "Hubby, quickly look, those people are vicious, why aren't these people scared at all!"    

    

"I can tell that these old men are no ordinary people." The stall owner had some experience, so when he saw this scene, he calmed down and said, "Wife, you don't have to worry. I think we'll definitely be safe."    

    

"I hope so." The eyes of the stall owner's wife were still filled with worry.    

    

"Can you tell who these people are?" Shang Liang swallowed a skewer, looking at the gangsters rushing over, he asked Lucas.    

    

After all, Lucas, who stayed in the Los Angeles, was more familiar with the situation here.    

    

Lucas curled his lips: "They are just some thugs, nothing to worry about."    

    

The coach, on the other hand, had a frightened look on his face as he said, "Boss, I think we should be more careful. Why don't we leave first?" In my opinion, these people do not seem like good people! "    

    

Lucas disdainfully said: "A useless fellow!"    

    

"Lucas, you'll know what to do later on, right?" Ye Wenxuan squinted his eyes, with a confident expression, he said: "It's rare for me to come here to the Los Angeles, upon encountering such a thing, you better show off!"    

    

"Don't worry, boss!" Lucas nodded, "I won't let you down!"    

    

At this time, the group of thugs had already walked up to the barbecue stand. Among them were Chinese, black people, white people, all kinds of faces, just like a multicolored group.    

    

The leader was a young man from the Sky Dynasty, he had a scoundrel's appearance and an expression that seemed to look down on everyone. He sat down next to Shang Liang and the others, fiercely hitting the table with his hands and bellowing: "Give me a hundred kebabs!"    

    

The stall owner and his wife were frightened by this young man's evil spirit. They hurriedly said submissively, "Okay, okay. We'll roast it immediately."    

    

With that, the stall owner and his wife began to roast the skewers.    

    

Seeing that, Lucas could not help but want to go up and fight with the young lad.    

    

Shang Liang shook his head, signalling for Lucas not to act rashly for the time being, he would first look at the situation, and then, Lucas would not say a word.    

    

Soon, five roasted skewers were delivered to the young man by the stall owner's wife. She politely said, "Little brother, this is the first one. There are still 95 left. It will be ready in a moment. Please wait a moment."    

    

"It's grilling so slowly!" The young man scolded, "Hurry up and get it over with. I have so many brothers here. They're all f * * king hungry!"    

    

The young man picked up a skewer and directly placed it into his mouth.    

    

Who knew that right after the words were delivered to his mouth, the young man would immediately spit them out. He continuously used his hand to slap his mouth, revealing an extremely uncomfortable expression. It was as if his tongue was scalding hot.    

    

Immediately, a quick-witted lackey came forward and patted the youngster on the back, comforting him, "Boss, slow down and eat!"    

    

"Water, water!" The young man shouted anxiously.    

    

Seeing this, the stall owner and his wife hurriedly brought a bottle of water to the young man.    

    

Seeing the young lad in such a sorry state, Shang Liang and the rest could not help but secretly laugh.    

    

After gulping down a mouthful of water, the young man finally felt much more comfortable.    

    

"Boss, are you alright?" A white guy asked in concern.    

    

"Damn it!" The young man pointed at the stall owner and his wife. With his eyes wide open, he viciously said, "What the hell are you cooking? Do you want to burn me to death?"    

    

"Little brother, this really doesn't concern us!" The stall owner and his wife said innocently.    

    

"None of your business?" A black guy shouted, "Our boss ate your barbecue and got his tongue scalded. You actually said it was none of your business! Don't say anything else, compensate our boss for his doctor! "    

    

"Ah?!" The stall owner and his wife were shocked and panicked: "How much?"    

    

"It should be at least 30,000 yuan!" A white guy said.    

    

"Thirty thousand?" The stall owner and his wife instantly collapsed.    

    

"Humph, this is simply going too far!" Shang Liang slapped the table and stood up, and shouted angrily: "We are all from Chinese, in a foreign land, it is one thing for you to not help your own people, but you dare to bully your own people, do you still have justice in your eyes?"    

    

"Hey, who are you?" When the youth saw that Shang Liang actually dared to stick his head out, his eyes couldn't help but tremble as he faintly said: "You dare to teach me a lesson, I think you must have gotten tired of living, right?"    

    

"I think you're the one who's getting tired of living!" Lucas also stood up, and said: "Brat, do you know who he is?"    

    

"Do you know who I am?" The youth retorted.    

    

"Who the f * ck are you?" Lucas's face darkened.    

    

"Tell me, and I'll scare you to death." The young man said complacently, "Do you know which association is the largest club on Heaven's Chains Street, Los Angeles? Let me tell you, it's Shuiqing Gang Branch! I am the capable subordinate of the Chief of Shuiqing Gang, Lucas. "    

    

"You are the capable subordinate of the head of Shuiqing Gang, Lucas?" Lucas frowned, "Damn, why have I never seen you before?!"    

    

Shang Liang and the rest all had doubtful expressions.    

    

What made Shang Liang and the others at a loss whether to laugh or cry was, the young man continued to speak: "Han Wen's little brother!"    

    

"Damn, so you're Han Wen's little brother!" Lucas said unhappily, "Can't you finish what you said at once, and let me guess for a long time."    

    

The young lad did not take Lucas's words to heart, and instead said smugly: "Hehe, what do you think, are you afraid?"    

    

Ye Wenxuan said coldly: "Lucas, teach your disciple and your grandson a lesson."    

    

"Yes, boss!" Lucas was embarrassed, he immediately took out his phone and gave his capable subordinate Han Wen a call, ordering: "Immediately scram to the street in front of the Slow Fleet ball game!"    

    

Seeing Lucas make a call, the young man curled his lips and said: "What? You want to call for help? Let me tell you, in this territory, my boss is the biggest, so no matter who you look for, it's useless. "    

    

"Is that so?" Lucas said coldly, "Then we will wait and see."    

    

Not long later, a stout man rushed over in a hurry. When the young man saw the man, he sweetly called out: "Brother Wen!"    

    

Han Wen looked at Lucas and immediately understood what was going on. He raised his hand and slapped the young man in the face!