"Is your ramen unclean?"

The customer who was eating noodles nearby heard what they said, and without saying anything, he silently used chopsticks to search in his own ramen bowl.

Yellow hair?

Shirakawa looked back at Nikaidou. Nikaidou was wearing a hat, so it was impossible for his hair to fall into it.

Besides, the big sister is a rough but delicate person, she would not make such a low-level mistake...

Did they frame me so that they could get away with it?

Shirakawa had met this kind of people before, who would deliberately add some hair and bugs into the food, usually in order to get a free meal.

He looked around the ceiling again. There were no surveillance cameras installed, and it was difficult to identify the person due to the lack of evidence.

The store is very busy and I can't waste time here with them.

Just give it a miss, a few bowls of ramen are not worth much money.

"I'm sorry, sir, I gave you a bad dining experience. How would you like to solve this problem?"

"You asked me how to solve it, and I asked you how I solved it!" The scarred man threw his chopsticks and looked fierce, "I finally got together with my brothers, but ended up encountering such a terrible thing!"

"Oh, this ramen doesn't taste good. The noodles are hard. Has it been frozen in the refrigerator for too long?" The yellow-haired man picked up the ramen with chopsticks and shook it.

"That's right, the color of the meat and eggs on top isn't right either." Feijitou said as he picked up the meat from the bowl.

You're asking for more, right?

Baichuan was angry, but he still controlled his expression and tone, smiled and bowed: "I'm really sorry, how about I give you these three bowls of ramen for free?"

Control, control, this is the boss’s store, you can’t get angry or anxious here.

"Huh? Is this your sincerity? Just give me a free meal." The scarred man was still aggressive, with a frown on his face, but not at all fierce.

"So what do you think we should do?"

"What I want is sincerity, sincerity." The scarred man tapped the table with his index finger.

You are looking for trouble on purpose, right?

I have to discuss what to do with Nikaidou's mother.

"I'll go get the store manager. Please be patient and wait for a moment." Baichuan was about to turn around and leave.

"Just discuss it with me!"

Nikaidou happened to come over, holding a board for stringing vegetables in his hand. His face was gloomy and it was obvious that he was very angry.

She had just seen little brother Baichuan bowing and apologizing to this group of people.

Are you going to embarrass my little brother Baichuan? Oh, as the eldest sister, I can't agree to that.

"What's wrong with you?" Nikaidou crossed his arms and said angrily.

"There is hair in this ramen." The scarred man replied.

"You can't eat it if there's hair in it, right?" Nikaidou reached out and pinched the hair out of the ramen soup, shook his hands, and wiped it on his apron.

"it's gone now."

"This noodles aren't tasty either." The guy with the crew cut followed up.

"If it doesn't taste good, don't come next time. It's too troublesome." Nikaidou was obviously anxious.

"Huh? What's your attitude?" The three bad guys stood up almost at the same time, clenched their fists and were ready to start fighting.

"What attitude? Just this attitude!" Nikaidou also shouted with his head raised.

The guests around were watching the show in silence.

The two sides were at loggerheads and glaring at each other fiercely. No matter who attacked first, a fight was bound to break out.

"Calm down, calm down." Baichuan acted as a peacemaker.

"What happened?"

Nikaidou's mother also came out from the kitchen.

She felt very strange that no one had served her the prepared ramen.

"Well, these three customers found hair in their food and said the ramen was not clean and not tasty. We are discussing what to do." Shirakawa hurried forward to explain.

"Hello, I'm the manager of this store. Can I give you these three bowls of ramen for free?"

"No." The three said in unison.

"Then not only will we waive the bill, but we'll also pay you three times the price of the ramen noodles. How about that?"

"Mom!" Nikaidou didn't want to give in.

"Don't talk, Misaki."

Nikaidou's mother was a thin woman who seldom solved these problems. Usually, Nikaidou's father would come over to solve them.

It is better to have less trouble than more. This is the biggest concession made by Nikaidou's mother.

Triple compensation?

The three of them leaned over and discussed secretly.

"Brother, give me triple the compensation and it will be my pocket money for this week. Otherwise, just forget it." It can be seen that the guy with the haircut really wants the money.

"Yes, yes, three times is quite a lot. We can go to the game hall to play games later!" The yellow-haired man also agreed.

Hmm~~The scarred man thought about it carefully. Although they came to cause trouble, the triple compensation was very tempting.

As students, they have no other source of income except pocket money from their parents. Although the triple compensation is not much, it is enough for them to live a carefree life.

And you can eat this noodle for free.

"Okay, since you are so sincere, let's just forget about it." The scarred man compromised.

"Thank you for your understanding. After you finish your meal, please come to the front desk to receive your compensation." Nikaidou's mother bowed deeply.

"mom..."

"Nikaidou, hurry up and work! The customers are waiting impatiently." Nikaidou's mother said sternly.

Shirakawa breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Nikaidou's mother came to the rescue and prevented the situation from getting worse.

Nikaidou, Shirakawa and these three delinquents are barely equal in strength, and if they fight rashly, both sides will surely suffer losses.

Besides, this is a ramen restaurant, a public place, so it won’t have a good influence.

So, the three bad guys ate the dirty and unpalatable noodles with satisfaction.

Nikaidou and Shirakawa were also working hard, but Nikaidou kept glancing at the Buliang intentionally or unintentionally, frowning, and looking very dissatisfied.

"Haha, look at that Nikaidou. He looks like he won't submit to anyone. You can tell he's never been beaten before." The guy with the haircut said in a loud voice, as if he was deliberately making sarcastic remarks.

"Yeah, yeah, she's not gentle at all. Even otakus would look down on this kind of girl."

Nikaidou could only listen silently, gritting his teeth. Even his attitude towards serving customers began to be affected when he served ramen.

"Misaki, dad is not here today, so just be patient and don't get upset with them."

Nikaidou's mother knew her daughter's temperament very well.

"I understand, Mom." Nikaidou took a deep breath and patted his face, trying not to let anger control him.

She had never been treated like this before. If she were at school, she would have started a fight and asked her little brothers to teach them a lesson.

"Don't worry, big sister, there's no need to compete with these villains."

"I know, little brother Baichuan, I'm fine." The elder sister touched Baichuan's head.

With Baichuan's concern, the big sister calmed down.

"That's good. I'll go to work first. Hey! Welcome, how about you?" Baichuan went to the door to continue welcoming guests and taking orders.

Of course, the little interaction between Shirakawa and Nikaidou was also seen by these three bad guys.

"Hey, hey, hey, no way, no way, she actually likes this kind of man." The guy with the crew cut deliberately said loudly.

"Hahaha, they only found this bean sprout because they really had no choice. We are all high school students. It's understandable that they just find a man to vent their emotions." The yellow-haired man also said so.

"With that physique, I guess he can't even get up!" the guy with the crew cut replied.

"Maybe he's a gigolo. Seeing that her family opened a ramen restaurant, he tried to get close to her. He must be hungry, so he can eat anything."

The three of them became more and more arrogant and excited as they talked, and their laughter echoed in the store.

Nikaidou couldn't hold it in any longer.

Just find a man to live off of?

You can scold me, but you also make innuendos about my younger brother?

Nikaidou walked briskly to their table with a serving board in his hand and slammed the table hard.

"Can this noodle still be delicious?"

"No!" The three of them put away their smiles and spoke fiercely.

"Hmph! Can't eat it?" Nikaidou glanced his head and snorted coldly.

Then he kicked the table over, and all the ramen on the table spilled onto the ground.

"Then don't eat them at all!!!"

94. Two and a half a dozen?

The guy sitting opposite was in trouble. In his attempt to avoid the ramen juice that was splashing everywhere, his stool lost its balance and he fell to the ground.

The yellow-haired man suddenly jumped up and was about to rush forward to fight with Nikaidou.

However, Nikaidou grabbed him by the collar and punched him in the face. The yellow-haired man couldn't even raise his hand to fight back, as the sandbag-sized fist kept hitting his cheek.

There was no room for fighting back.

The scarred man also roared and rushed forward, but unexpectedly Nikaidou kicked the yellow-haired man away, picked up the wooden serving board, and hit the scarred man on the forehead.

Boom!

The wooden boards made a dull sound.

The scarred man felt pain and covered his forehead which immediately became red and swollen.

Nikaidou pointed the chopping board sideways at the scarred man and said, "Be quiet and don't move!"

The sides of the cutting board are relatively narrow and thin, in other words, the sides are very sharp.

If it's hit from the side, it won't be as simple as a red and swollen forehead.

The scarred man was frightened by Nikaidou's aura and actually backed away.

He knew Nikaidou was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong.

Seeing that the scarred man had given in, Nikaidou turned around and went to look for the yellow-haired man who was rolling on the ground, holding his stomach.

He pulled him up from the ground, tensed the muscles in his arms, and punched him in the face again and again.

"No one wants you, a gigolo? Ha! Are you so strong?"

Because he had just tried to touch her, Nikaidou focused his anger on the yellow-haired man.

Baichuan quickly stepped forward to break up the fight.

If this continues, the yellow-haired guy will faint.

In fact, he was taking sides and leaning towards Nikaidou.

At this time, Feijitou also got up from the ground, took out a folding knife from his pocket, held it with both hands, and was about to stab Nikaidou.

Do the bad guys from your Chenghuang Middle School like to carry knives when they go out?

Baichuan was quick-witted and quick-handed. He raised his knee and kicked the guy's hand hard. The folding knife flew out and fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

After fighting many times, many moves have become easy for me to master.

"Misaki, what are you doing?" Nikaidou's mother asked in surprise. Seeing her daughter fighting and a folding knife on the ground, she was so scared that she was shaking.

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