More than thirty people poured into the restaurant at once, and the originally spacious restaurant immediately felt crowded.
The leader had a very fierce appearance. He had a buzz cut, a round head with eyes that were big and round, protruding outward, and a face full of rough edges, with rolls of fat on his neck.
He wore a suit, a large gold chain shining around his neck, nine out of ten fingers adorned with huge rings, a typical image of a nouveau riche.
Li Zhe was standing next to this man, and although half of his face was still swollen and there were traces of blood on his mouth, he was noticeably more confident, standing with a straight back.
Pointing at Wang Yan and his four companions, Li Zhe said, "Dad, it was these five who bullied me just now."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's almost protruding eyes bulged out even more.