How ruthless is Chapter 1047?
How ruthless is Chapter 1047?
Tsuruta Ichiro's family waited outside the screen, watching the waiter enter. They only needed to wait a short while.
However, even after the waiter went in for a while, the singing was still going on behind the screen.
This displeased Ichiro Tsuruta's family.
What?
This is a case of not taking Ichiro Tsuruta seriously.
Although they were both drinking on the third floor, Tsuruta Ichiro was the boss in Fuan Prefecture, and even the city lord had to give him some face.
Who on earth is so blind?
"Waiter, where have you been?"
Tsuruta Ichiro's family members shouted from outside the screen. Since their master was so domineering, the family members naturally dared not slack off in the slightest.
No one can bear the responsibility of keeping their master waiting.
Hearing the shout, the waiter behind the screen shuddered and reached out to tug at another waiter.
"Alright, that's Tsuruta Ichiro over there!"
"I know, the song will be over soon, and there will be a generous reward."
The waiter also turned his head and glared, feeling anxious.
"Hurry up, I'll go deal with this."
After the waiter finished speaking, he quickly stepped out from behind the screen, bowing even lower with a forced smile on his face.
"Sir, the singer will be out soon. Let's wait outside."
Tsuruta Ichiro's family members stood there impatiently, their ears still ringing with the lively singing and drumming from behind the screen, showing no sign of stopping.
He pointed to the screen: "Who's there?"
The waiter quickly smiled and said, "Sir, we have a distinguished guest, wearing a family crest."
He gestured a pattern with his hand.
Xiao Er knew that pirate families all had family crests, and those with floral, bird, or animal patterns were considered to have a certain status and position.
Tsuruta Ichiro's family waited patiently for a few more breaths, then glanced at their master's screen and realized they couldn't wait any longer, or they'd get a good beating when they got back.
"Damn it, you think you're so tough? You dare to disrespect my young master?"
He cursed and yelled, insisting on bringing up his master first, then strode over to the screen at Lin Feng's table and kicked it.
The waiter wanted to step forward to stop them, but the family was stronger than him, and he was pushed and almost fell over.
Lin Feng was listening happily inside the screen when suddenly the screen opposite him tilted inwards.
Two musicians sitting behind the screen were startled.
The woman singing a song abruptly stopped, staring in astonishment at the angry man outside the screen.
Tsuruta Ichiro's family pointed to the woman singing.
"You, come with me, sing over here."
Lin Feng picked up his wine glass, stopped at his lips, and frowned as he looked at the pirate.
The waiter who was standing to the side quickly came over.
"My lord, the man opposite us is the son of General Tsuruta-oka. Please bear with him."
Lin Feng didn't move: "What steel?"
"Uh, Tsuruta-oka, the leader of the castle garrison."
Lin Feng laughed: "I paid two coins, and you only want me to sing one and a half songs?"
The waiter quickly smiled apologetically: "Sir, things are urgent over there. We're in Fu'an, please wait a moment."
He subtly reminded Lin Feng that in Fu'an, that was the boss.
Huang San also quickly stepped forward, bowed, and whispered.
"My lord, Tsuruta-oka's son is a ruthless man. It would be best to avoid him for the time being."
Lin Feng sneered: "Oh? How ruthless?"
Before Huang San could answer.
At this moment, Tsuruta Ichiro's family members turned around, watched the three people singing, and packed their things to leave.
Lin Feng was naturally not afraid of Tsuruta-oka. He was here to cause trouble, and since the other party had delivered themselves to his doorstep, he was not going to let them go.
Naturally, the more ruthless you are, the more this is the effect I want.
With a flick of his wrist, the wine cup he had been holding flew out of his hand.
As Tsuruta Ichiro's family craned their necks to watch the woman singing, a wine cup flew over and smashed right in his face with a loud crack.
He didn't even have time to react.
Not only was his head and face covered in wine, but the porcelain cup was also broken, cutting his cheek and causing blood to flow.
"Damn it, I was listening to you perfectly well. Who do you think you are, daring to kick over my screen?"
Lin Feng hit someone with a wine cup while cursing under his breath.
"No matter who you are, if you've disturbed my enjoyment, you must pay compensation and apologize."
He doesn't need anyone to apologize; he only needs to pay money.
When Tsuruta Ichiro's family reached out and touched it, their hands were covered in blood. They immediately flew into a rage. In Fu'an City, no one had ever dared to lay a hand on him.
Although this person was dressed as a samurai and seemed to be of high status, the person standing behind him was actually Ichiro Tsuruta.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
He spoke in the language of the pirates, very quickly, which Lin Feng didn't understand, but that didn't stop him from guessing.
"Where did this bastard come from? Get over here and pay me back right now!"
Huang San panicked and stepped between the two, trying his best to signal to Lin Feng with his eyes.
The restaurant staff panicked, and a fight broke out. Regardless of who won or lost, it would be disastrous for the restaurant, especially for the staff.
"Sir, please be magnanimous. You're enjoying your meal, let's not get angry with them, okay?"
The waiter looked pleading, bowing and scraping as if coaxing a child.
When Tsuruta Ichiro came out for a drink, he naturally brought his guards with him. His family members had been beaten and were covered in blood. The third floor was not very large, and with the bright lights, the guards could see what was happening from a distance.
The next moment, four or five pirate warriors, carrying straight swords, rushed over.
The men realized this was bad news; everyone had a knife, and no one dared to step forward to stop them.
Huang San and Zhang Liu exchanged a glance, both feeling that today was an unlucky day. How did they end up following such a master?
If we don't leave now, we might not be able to leave later.
Tsuruta Ichiro's family was still waving their hands and howling, their voices filled with misery, as if they had suffered a great injustice.
Lin Feng remained seated, picking up a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks and putting it in his mouth, chewing slowly while observing the pirate warriors who were about to approach.
He was wondering whether to kill someone now or not.
Or should we cripple him?
As he was pondering this, Huang San and Zhang Liu had already slipped away towards the stairwell.
Seeing four or five sword-wielding warriors approaching, knowing they would be badly injured even if they didn't die, they had no choice but to leave now.
The two ran quickly towards the stairs from the side of the overturned screen, forming a 45-degree angle with the approaching samurai.
One of the pirate warriors made a slight turn and stopped Huang San and Zhang Liu.
Huang San panicked and shook his hands vigorously.
"Sir, sir, this has nothing to do with us, it's just..."
His pirate talk was fluent and fast, but it couldn't keep up with the speed of the pirate's straight sword. The pirate warrior's straight sword, amidst Huang San's incessant chatter, struck Zhang Liu's shoulder and neck.
Zhang Liu, who had tried to squeeze through during a break in the conversation, screamed, clutched his neck, and fell to the ground.
Blood splattered everywhere, making Huang San weak all over. Before the pirates' straight blades could reach him, he collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
The other three warriors quickly approached Lin Feng's table without saying a word, and with their straight swords swung, they aimed straight at Lin Feng's head and face.
As expected of someone with powerful connections, he wielded his knife and attacked people with complete impunity.
Seeing the direction from which several knives were slashing, if he didn't dodge and block, he would surely lose his life here.
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