Lao Liu smiled and said: "If you really want to enforce the rules, let's have a good talk. How about that?"

Old Liu put away his fan and moved toward the crowd: "My friend, tell me, who broke the rules first?"

The person named by Old Liu was the restaurant owner who told Lin Zhao the "truth".

The other party was startled for a moment, then sneered: "Do you even need to ask? The person who broke the rules is of course you two."

Old Liu laughed and said: "Does the person who stole the door really don't understand the rules, or has he forgotten all the rules of the world?"

Old Liu's smile faded and he said in a deep voice: "According to the rules of the world, you can't go back and ask for payment after you see the goods. However, the person who shipped the goods cannot come to provoke you, otherwise, you will be beaten to death without complaining."

Old Liu pointed at the disciple whose hair was being pulled by Lin Zhao: "Looking at the tattoo on his arm, he should be from the same sect as you, right? He cheated money, and if you provoked us, we would turn around and beat him up. He was beaten like this

Did you suffer unjustly?"

The people around were speechless for a while, but the restaurant owner said: "I didn't know beforehand that he was the one who swindled your money."

Old Liu chuckled and hit his head with his fan: "I'm getting older and I can't remember some things clearly. How come I just forgot the rules of the world? Lin Zhao, that person should be destroyed immediately!"

Lin Zhao put his backhand claw on the opponent's shoulder blade, pulled his fingers inward, and crushed the opponent's bones. The man screamed and passed out.

The restaurant owner turned blue with anger: "You two circles dare to break the rules of the world, we must find a place to seek justice."

Old Liu seemed not to hear what the other party was saying. He looked up at the sky and didn't know what he was looking at.

Lin Zhao took out his phone and dialed a number: "Brother, call me two thousand, I want to kill someone."

Lin Xie on the other end of the phone said directly: "I will call you 50 million. If the money is not enough, I will call you again. The worst thing about our coffin family is this."

Lin Zhao said coldly: "Third Young Master of the Coffin Sect is here to act as guarantee. Kill one of those swindlers and get one million, bring their heads over and transfer the money immediately."

The restaurant owner was immediately confused: "What are you going to do?"

"It's just killing people!" Lao Liu sneered and turned around and walked towards the crowd: "Whoever touched my things just now, please send it back to me. I won't pursue it. Otherwise, it will cost you an extra share of money."

"Stop!" The restaurant owner didn't dare to let Old Liu leave casually. There were many desperadoes at the market in Yunyin Village. They sold their lives for someone, and the asking price never exceeded 500,000.

If Lin Zhao doesn't take back the reward, how can they get out of Yunyin Village with their small sect?

But before he could finish his words, someone stabbed him in the back with a knife. Before the restaurant owner could see who was behind the attack, he was decapitated with a knife.

When the dead man's head rolled all the way to Lin Zhao's feet, someone held a knife and said in a deep voice: "The man was killed, where is the money?"

Lin Zhao stood a few steps away and said calmly: "Send me your account number!"

When the man was looking at his cell phone, the man's accomplices had quietly surrounded Lin Zhao. Within a few minutes, a message came from the man's cell phone.

The other party's eyes suddenly lit up: "Third Young Master is indeed a person who does big things. You come back first, and I will pack up the rest of the goods for you right away."

Lin Zhao nodded lightly and was about to leave when the man asked again: "Do they count as people outside Yunlin Village?"

"One price!" Lin Zhao dropped a sentence and walked away.

But people on the street swarmed towards the hotel in an instant.

After Lin Zhao walked back into the house, he asked: "Are these people working hard? It doesn't look like it!"

Old Liu smiled and said: "As long as someone who steals a door can make a profit, what can't he do?"

"What kind of business do people who steal doors do? How righteous can they be?"

"So when dealing with someone who steals a door, placing your hope on morality is purely an act of seeking death."

Lin Zhao blinked and said, "You seem to look down on the thieves. Isn't Li Po's master also a gangster?"

Old Liu laughed and said: "Is my master really a thief? In my opinion, they are just a group of evil sect members who are known as big thieves and act willfully."

"My boss once told me: When Jiugui said, 'There is a way among thieves,' there was only two words: 'Bullshit!'"

"The person who said this is actually the so-called knight in the world. If you listen to books and stories, the knight will also do some things like burglary, but it makes sense to add a thief to him. Stealing things is not a problem.

Has it changed its nature?"

"The reason why the masters at my employer look down on chivalrous people also have these elements in it. According to them, since you have done it, wouldn't it be over if you just admit that you are a thief? Why bother to hide it?"

Lao Liu said: "There are rules in the world. Those who abide by the rules and uphold morality are chivalrous people. Those who are unwilling to abide by the rules and act recklessly in everything are demons. Chivalrous people pay attention to abiding by moral principles, while devils pay attention to doing whatever they want."

"The nine masters of my boss are such people, so they are all evil people."

Lin Zhao whispered: "What about Qu Mo?"

Lao Liu couldn't help being silent for a moment: "It's hard to say for Qu Mo! I just hope that he will not become a tie to the lord."

While Lin Zhao and Lao Liu were talking for a while, Lin Zhao bought a small gang of thieves with money.
Chapter completed!