Will didn't want to..." The pockmarked face glanced at the fat thug on the ground, "Big Mao drank too much and wanted to beat him up. The two shoved each other a few times, but Big Mao couldn't stand steady and fell to the ground instead...

We got angry too... just wanted to teach him a lesson."

"How did Zhang Qilong disappear?"

"I don't know either. I was chasing after Will at the time.

Brother Long didn't go.

By the time I got back, Brother Long was missing."

"So, you didn't actually see a direct conflict between Will and Zhang Qilong?"

"That's right."

"Then why do you assume Will is the murderer?"

The pockmarked face glanced at the blue-haired thug lying on the ground, "It's what Blue-Haired Brother said. Our boss was killed and the body was thrown into a trash can. We lost face too."

The pockmarked face slapped his own cheek, "If we don't do something, how are we going to survive in the future? Who would listen to us?

If it weren't for Will, our boss wouldn't have died.

Whether he's the murderer or not, we have to beat him up, or the brothers in He Sheng Hall will look down on us.

It's something we just have to do."

Luke guessed these guys knew Will wasn't here and were just here to smash up the restaurant to regain face, "You're not lying to me, are you?"

The pockmarked face quickly waved his hand, "No, no, absolutely not."

"Give me the IDs of the three of you, and wake those two up."

Reluctantly, the pockmarked face complied with Luke's intimidating presence and handed over the IDs.

Luke took photos of the IDs and then tossed them back to the three men.

The pockmarked face woke up the fat thug but didn't wake up the blue-haired one, "Blue-Haired Brother seems hurt badly, can't wake him up."

Luke flicked the remaining cigarette butt over.

The pockmarked face instinctively shuddered, looked down at the cigarette butt by his feet, and then looked at Luke, appearing conflicted.

Luke raised an eyebrow, his face growing cold, "Are you disrespecting me?"

The pockmarked face hurriedly squatted down, picked up the cigarette butt, and pressed it into Blue-Haired Brother's sleeve, "Ah...!"

Blue-Haired Brother flung his arm and slapped the pockmarked face, "You damn fool, want to die?"

Luke picked up the tableware and threw it directly.

With a "bang!", the tableware hit Blue-Haired Brother.

The room fell silent again.

"So, how are we going to resolve today's issue?"

The pockmarked face and the fat thug both turned to Blue-Haired Brother.

Blue-Haired Brother, despite his injuries, said, "Big brother, it's clear you're not an ordinary person. We misjudged today.

On behalf of the three of us, I apologize to you. You're magnanimous, please don't hold it against us."

Luke said, "I know you're from He Sheng Hall, and I know you care about face.

That's why I pulled down the shutter. Nobody saw what happened today, and nobody will know.

Go home and rest for a few days, just treat it as a holiday for the New Year.

Let's consider this matter closed."

Blue-Haired Brother promised, "No problem. We definitely won't come back to this restaurant again or cause any more trouble."

Luke smiled and shook his head, "I don't trust you.

But I still have to say, don't retaliate against Will.

Don't cause trouble for my family.

And don't come back to the restaurant.

If you violate any of these, even He Sheng Hall can't protect you.

Understand?"

All three thugs nodded in unison, "Got it."

"Get lost."

The three thugs, relieved, supported each other as they opened the shutter door and left.

As soon as they left the restaurant, they ran off without looking back.

Li Zhaonian looked worried, "They won't call the police, will they?"

Luke "..."

was momentarily stunned by the question.

After thinking for a bit, he said, "They all have records at the police station. No one would believe them if they called the police; it wouldn't be worth it.

Besides, if they really called the police, they wouldn't be able to hang around He Sheng Hall anymore.

To step back, this is our restaurant; they came here causing trouble, so we're acting in self-defense. They deserve it if they got beaten up.

As long as no one dies, it's not a big deal."

Li Zhaonian thought so too,"Should I... buy a gun?"

Luke didn't answer; a gun is a double-edged sword. If you can control it, it's definitely a powerful tool, beneficial and harmless.

But if you can't control it, it can bring disaster.

The so-called control doesn't mean avoiding accidental discharge but a state of mind.

Facing the same situation, having a gun versus not having one is completely different.

For instance, in a store robbery, if the owner has no gun, they definitely wouldn't dare to resist.

If they have a gun, their mindset changes; they might think of shooting to protect themselves, their family, and their property.

If you understand your own strength and have the confidence to shoot or subdue the robber, that's naturally good.

The fear is a failed resistance leading to being shot by the robber, possibly even endangering family members.

Li Zhaonian glanced at his wife and said softly, "I'm worried these people won't keep their word and might come to the restaurant for revenge or harm Will."

It's okay with Luke here, but he was going back to Los Angeles sooner or later...

"It's possible.

Let's close the restaurant for a few days.

You and my aunt should move to a different place until Will is found and the case is cleared.

I'll go to He Sheng Hall to completely resolve this issue." Luke hated these revenge dramas and wanted to prevent them before they happened.

Li Zhaonian looked around at the messed-up restaurant, "Let's take a break; I haven't felt like opening these days anyway." He said to Yao Xin next to him, "Let's go home, pack up, and stay at my parents' place."

Yao Xin nodded but looked worried, "What if Will comes back and can't find us?"

Li Zhaonian huffed, "If he wants to find us, he will."

Luke accompanied his uncle home to pack up their things, sent them to his grandparents' house to stay temporarily, and then drove back to his father's house.