Chapter 317
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The sound of swords being drawn in unison made Julian and the others stop in their tracks, and all of them turned toward the long line outside the restaurant with surprised looks on their faces.
Ricky had rushed over with his employee with the intention of exposing this restaurant's true colors so that his rotisserie could return to the 29th place that it rightfully belonged to. However, he was given a massive fright by what he was seeing, and he immediately stopped in his tracks.
After the swords were unsheathed, a deathly silence ensued. Many of the ordinary people in the long line were a little intimidated by the gleaming swords, but their insistence on the flavor of tofu pudding made them stubbornly stand on the spot. They glared at the other party without any intention of backing down.
"Ugly Duckling, do you think they're finally going to fight? We've been waiting every day, and they're really drawing their swords this time. " Amy sat down on a small stool with Ugly Duckling in her arms. She rested her chin on her little hand, and her eyes were wide with anticipation.
Why are there so many people in line? And why are they drawing their swords? Could it be that there's more than one person with the same idea as me, and they're all here to cause trouble? Ricky looked at the two long lines in front of the restaurant with a bewildered expression, and all of the knights and swordsmen in the president's line drew their swords.
"Boss, what should we do now?" the employee behind him asked in a quiet voice. He had also been quite intimidated by this scene.
"At a time like this, we obviously need someone who can raise his voice. Our Ricky's Rotisserie is the biggest victim of this fraud, and as the owner of the restaurant, I'm naturally not going to back down!" Ricky's heart immediately began to pound violently, and blood surged from his chest into his brain. His face immediately became flushed, and he strode toward the two long lines before raising his arm and yelling, "Down with this fraudulent restaurant! Boycott this fraudulent food! Destroy this f * cking restaurant! "
The situation at the entrance of the restaurant was extremely tense, and it was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. As such, Ricky's yell was clearly audible to all of the customers.
"Hmm?"
All of the customers turned to Ricky in unison, and their eyes were filled with surprise and concern for a mentally handicapped child.
Although the sweet and salty factions were fighting, no one would agree to the accusations of cheating, cheating, and smashing this f * cking restaurant!
These votes were cast by them one by one. They were not satisfied with such a low ranking. Wasn't this guy deliberately slapping them in the face by spouting such nonsense?
Moreover, he wanted to smash the restaurant?
Many people thought of the Burning Legion, who had been rewarded with roujiamo yesterday. If they acted courageously and helped Mr. Mak deal with this troublemaker in advance, maybe Mr. Mak would be happy and give each of them a roujiamo.
At the thought of this, the guest who had already unsheathed his sword looked at Ritchie with an unfriendly gaze. The werewolves from yesterday were too powerful, but it was still easy for them to deal with such a fat, ordinary person.
"Bad guy? Father, it's too troublesome to change the gate. Let's not let him in this time. " Amy's gaze also fell on Ritchie. She lowered her little hand from her chin, and a bluish-purple flame danced on her fingertips.
Everyone's gazes made Ritchie's heart rate accelerate even faster. He enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, and the rush of blood in his head prevented him from detecting the hidden message hidden in everyone's expressions.
The only thing in his mind was that he had become a fighter against fraud. He was going to lead the angry crowd to break through the restaurant's door and smash the restaurant that relied on fraudulent votes to get into the rankings. He was going to drag out the shameful boss and beat him up. He was going to make him admit that he had committed fraud in front of everyone.
It had been many years since he had last felt this kind of hot-blooded feeling. It was simply too exhilarating!
"Down with this fraudulent restaurant! Smash this f * cking restaurant! "
Ritchie had already begun to unconsciously march forward. He clenched his fists, and his face was flushed red as he yelled with all his might. His eyes were bloodshot, and it looked like he was going to take action.
"Smash it! Smash it! "
The employee was also affected by his boss's enthusiasm, and his face was flushed red as he followed behind Ritchie. He didn't think that his boss would be such a hot-blooded person. Just the thought of being able to lead his customers to smash this fraudulent restaurant made his blood boil!
"Those two … Did they drink too much fake alcohol this early in the morning?" Xixi looked at the two of them making their way toward the restaurant's entrance with an adorable look on her face.
"There are always some people who like to court death." Julian pursed his lips as he glanced at the portly Ritchie, and his interest was completely piqued.
Ritchie quickly made his way to the restaurant's entrance, and only then did he turn around to look at the two long lines that had suddenly fallen silent. He had thought that all he had to do was wave his arms, and everyone would rally around him to smash open the gate and follow him into the restaurant.
But what was going on with this strange silence?
"Looks like we're all civilized people, so we need a hot-blooded person to lead the team. I'm naturally more than willing to pass on this responsibility!" Ritchie looked at the crowd, and could feel everyone's eyes on him. They were all looking at him as if he were a hero, and that made him even more confident. His entire body was filled with energy and passion.
"Don't panic, everyone! I am the owner of Ritchie's Rotisserie, Ritchie Behrman, the embodiment of fairness and justice! I'm sure everyone has seen the abnormal ranking of this restaurant after the announcement of today's Aden Square food competition!
"That's right, everyone is right to be angry! I've never even heard of this small restaurant in the corner before, yet two of its dishes have made it into the top 30, and five of its dishes have all made it into the top 100! This is something that even long-established restaurants that have been in business for decades can't achieve!
"Hence, I'm certain that there's definitely something wrong with this restaurant's ranking on the Aden Square food competition! What rubbish braised chicken and rice? La zhi roujiamo? How could those disgusting dishes deserve to make it into the top 30? This kind of vote rigging is really shameful! "
"As a loyal fan of the Aden Square food competition, I can't allow something like this to happen right under my nose! We have to vent our anger and let those bastards who are trying to manipulate the Aden Square food competition know that we're not idiots!
"Let's smash this restaurant and return the Aden Square food competition to its former glory!"
Ritchie became more and more agitated as he spoke, and in the end, he waved his arms and yelled out a slogan before taking large strides toward the restaurant's entrance.
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