Messin' with the wrong dude

Apparently some of the Brit-boy kung fu crowd learned a lesson the hard way...

Don't go up to a mafia guy, whose job it is literally to kill people, and spit a mouthful of chewed peanuts on his shirt.

Some simple math:

1 mouthful of chewed up peanuts + 1 angry Chinese mafia capo + 1 phone call = 10 mafia guys with machetes and 5 badly beaten & bruised Brit-boys

They are so very, very lucky that for some reason the machetes stayed sheathed.