Chapter 1862 Small Body, Big Energy

This time, the whole barbecue restaurant was in an uproar.

Almost everyone stood up and looked in shock at the white man lying on the ground, holding his calf and wailing, not understanding what had just happened.

"Who? Who did it?"

The white tablemate roared, glancing at the people in the store.

It happened that a man with an Oriental face at the next table made eye contact with them, and one of the white men immediately cursed and punched the man with an Oriental face.

The man's nose was bleeding from the blow and he shouted angrily, "Asi Ba..."

Although he was very angry, he retreated with fear on his face.

Several people who were sitting at the same table with him also stepped back, as if they were afraid that they would be beaten too.

Seeing their fearful expressions, the foreigner seemed to think that the barbecue skewer could not have been made by them, so he scanned the entire audience again.

Pi Yangyang looked at Tie Niu and asked, "Tie Niu, are you full?"

Tie Niu wiped his mouth and said, "I'm full."

"Well, let's go out then."

Pi Yangyang stood up, walked over to the confused waiter, and shouted, "Take us to check out."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then nodded in a panic, "Follow me."

The three of them went to the bar to pay the bill. The white people seemed to react. One of them grabbed a chair, roared, and smashed it towards Pi Yangyang's back.

In the restaurant, many people exclaimed in surprise.

This white man is so tall and strong. If he is hit by the chair, he will spit out blood and his body will be covered with bruises, right?

But Pi Yangyang seemed unaware and continued walking forward.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the chair suddenly exploded, and a fist passed through the broken chair and hit the white man's chin hard.

"Crack!"

The sound of broken bones was clearly audible. The white man staggered and took a few steps back, hitting his back against the table they were sitting on before he could barely stand.

Then he let out a cry of pain.

Everyone saw in horror that Tie Niu was slowly retracting his fist.

Pi Yangyang had already reached the bar, paid the bill, and then turned to look at Tie Niu.

Tie Niu knocked the white man back with a punch, shook his hands, and followed Pi Yangyang out.

Behind them, there were bursts of roars, and the four white men rushed out.

The white man whose calf was pierced by a barbecue skewer was in excruciating pain, but it did not cause much damage.

However, the man whose chin was hit by the iron bull could not speak clearly.

Following them came out several Westerners, some black and some white, who surrounded Pi Yangyang and Tie Niu.

The owner of the barbecue restaurant and the waiter also followed out nervously, and looked at the scene in front of them with panic.

The boss was also Chinese. Seeing that a fight was about to break out, he anxiously took out his cell phone to call the police.

A black man rushed over, snatched his phone and smashed it to the ground.

At the same time, he knocked the boss to the ground with one punch.

A dozen Westerners were cursing and pointing at the angry Chinese around them, shouting and warning them not to take action.

On the other side, a dozen or so Chinese people were also arguing with them, and both sides seemed a little excited.

There were even a few Chinese people who looked like students standing behind Pi Yangyang and confronting those Westerners.

Pi Yangyang fully believed that if a fight really broke out, these people would rush forward without hesitation.

"Brother, don't be afraid. These drunks are just bluffing! If a fight really breaks out, we have enough people and we can definitely defeat them!"

A young man clenched his fist and said beside Pi Yangyang.

Several other people immediately echoed and expressed their support for Pi Yangyang and Tie Niu.

They forgot that it was the waiter who actually started the conflict with these Westerners.

"Brother, why don't you just leave... We're fine. They've already smashed things, so they won't do anything to us."

The waiter also came over and said with some concern.

Pi Yangyang smiled slightly and asked, "Are they usually this arrogant?"

The waiter sighed, "That's about right... Anyway, they genuinely look down on us Chinese. If it weren't for my studies, I really wouldn't want to stay in a place like this."

Pi Yangyang could hear his helplessness, and also knew that he was still a student.

He couldn't help but look up to the waiter in his heart.

"Okay, don't worry about this. I want to see how arrogant they can be."

He fixed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"But brother, there are so many of them, and they've been drinking..."

The waiter was still trying to persuade them, after all, there were so many people on the other side, and no matter how good Pi Yangyang and Tie Niu were at fighting, they couldn't beat so many.

Although there are many Chinese people around, most of them are students. If a fight really breaks out, how can they be a match for these drunkards?

Pi Yangyang smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

"Zhou Yi..."

the waiter replied.

"Well, help me shout and get all our compatriots to retreat. Don't those foreign devils like to bully us Chinese? I'll show them what it means to strangle you to death!"

Pi Yangyang said playfully.

"You know kung fu?"

A student next to him showed a shocked expression and asked with admiration.

Tie Niu immediately shook his fists twice, meaning that he also knew kung fu.

Everyone still vividly remembered the scene in the restaurant just now where Tie Niu smashed the chair with one punch and fractured the white man's jaw.

They immediately understood that this short man really knew kung fu.

Several college students immediately began shouting to their compatriots to step back and make room for them.

"Brother, is it my turn today?"

Tie Niu was very excited, and since he had just eaten and drunk enough, he wanted to move around a bit to help digest the food.

He didn't expect that these foreigners would actually fight with them. How could he let go of such a good opportunity?

Pi Yangyang smiled and nodded. Don't be fooled by the fact that these dozen foreigners are tall and strong, look aggressive, and have bulging biceps on their arms, but if they really fight with Tie Niu, they are really no match for him.

Seeing Pi Yangyang nod, Tie Niu grinned happily.

The man whose calf was pierced by the barbecue skewer stared at Pi Yangyang angrily and yelled incoherently.

Pi Yangyang reached out and dug his ears, then blew gently, "What kind of foreign fart are you talking about? I don't understand it."

He didn't understand, but this guy seemed to understand Chinese.

The foreigner's face turned ashen and the veins on his arms bulged.

He roared at Pi Yangyang, and the bald black man next to him immediately swung his fist, which was the size of a child's head, and hit Pi Yangyang hard.

Tie Niu shouted "Hey" and punched out without hesitation, clashing head-on with him.

The foreigners around him looked at him with disdain, thinking that Tie Niu was seeking death.

This black man has practiced boxing and is quite famous in their school's boxing club.

How could Tie Niu, with his small body, possibly withstand his punch?

The Chinese people watching also exclaimed and couldn't help but worry about Tie Niu.

Everyone is particularly united on this point.

Chinese people are so strange that they can fight to the death in their own country.

When you go abroad and encounter foreign humiliation, your bloodline will immediately awaken. You can let go of all grudges, first deal with the outsiders, and then argue behind closed doors.

This is also something that people in many countries do not understand.

In a flash, Tie Niu's fist met the black man's fist.

Two fists, one big and one small, collided fiercely.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and those who were close could even feel the air stirring.

"Kachacha..."

Even though they were on the street, everyone could still clearly hear the sound of bones breaking.

A huge figure flew backwards, and its back hit the lamppost, which was made of iron and was deformed.

The black man didn't let out a scream until he fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at him in horror, only to see that his fist was at least twice as big as before, but had turned black and purple.

Needless to say, the sound of bones breaking just now was the black man's fist being smashed.

All the foreigners looked at Tie Niu in astonishment. They really couldn't understand how such a small body could have such great strength?

But the Chinese people around were excited and even straightened their backs a lot.

When a few Koreans saw how powerful Tie Niu was, they felt relieved.

The guy who was beaten pointed at the foreigners and cursed loudly.

At this moment, he felt that he was also in the Chinese camp.

Those foreigners were furious and injured three people before they even started fighting.

Just because you can't afford to offend the Chinese doesn't mean you can't afford to offend the Koreans.

A white man rushed over angrily and punched the guy in the face.

With a scream, Bangzi's nose collapsed and he fell headfirst to the ground.

The white man hit him, spat on him, and shook his middle finger.

The other few Koreans' faces changed and they quickly retreated, not daring to even fart.

This scene made Pi Yangyang laugh.