The guy who used fake money in the supermarket earlier fell to the ground, mumbling, "Brother Chen, Brother Chen..."
He never would have thought that Liu Chen, just a mere cashier at a supermarket, turned out to be a good brother of Brother Biao. This was simply too unbelievable!
"Brother Chen, we were wrong!"
A group of nearly a hundred men stood at the entrance of a small restaurant speaking to Liu Chen. The restaurant owner thought they were here to cause trouble and was trembling in fear inside.
"Brother, it was all a misunderstanding. With this experience, I believe no one will dare to mess with you in the future."
"Hmm, well, thank you."
Liu Chen said, intending to return to the supermarket with Hu Jing to go back to work.
"Hey, brother, about what I mentioned earlier, if you've made up your mind, you can come find me."
Looking at Liu Chen's departing figure, Brother Biao shouted to him.
