Chapter 460: Did you get the Shuangwen script (Part 2)
The person at the table snorted twice and said no more.
Li Cang thought that was the end, but the strong man who had just pushed his chair twisted his butt and patted his shoulder: "Brother, can you bring so many girls and order so many drinks, can you serve them here by yourself? Add one more Seat? ”
This is just giving up face.
"Did you get a Shuangwen script?" Li Cang glanced at him, "The kind that goes to the house and reveals the tiles and pretends to be slapped in the face?"
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Before the strong man could figure out what he meant by this, the companions at the table behind him stood up with a roar, grinning ferociously and arrogantly:
"Fuck, you bastard, you're going to get screwed alive!"
"Looking for death, get him!"
“Damn it, I’ve seen people picking up money and leaks, but I’ve never seen people picking up scoldings!”
"Tsk."
When it comes to fighting, there are few people who are more proficient in business than Mao Zi. As soon as the person over there stood up, the few Mao Zi here were already ready to start a fight.
"Ula. Clam?"
Around the food stalls and across the street from the neighboring store, the "guests" from seventeen or eight tables stood up almost at the same time, directly interrupting the skills of the maozi.
"Listen to the gangsters across the street. You have been surrounded. Stop your attacks immediately, put down your weapons and lie on the ground with your hands on your head. Otherwise, you will be shot to death immediately!"
As soon as they stood up, half the people in the street fell down!
After all, he stood up with a gun in hand
From 7.62 to Magnum, from riot-proof shotguns to the highly photographed AK47, there are even two Jeppards mounted in the third-floor window across the street!
There were dozens of people, all heavily armed. The configuration of this battle could not be said to be overqualified, or at least it could be said to be an anti-aircraft cannon to swat mosquitoes. In Africa before the disaster, the restoration of the feudal monarchy might have been carried out in the Comoros!
The fierce and strong man at the new table was immediately confused and began to wonder if he was dreaming——
What a magical reality!
What have we done to us?
Why is this so?
Thermal weapons are indeed not very useful against walking zombies, but with today's level of prayer and ability, this thing can basically be said to be accurate against humans themselves, not to mention there are two sniper rifles, ten strong men at that time He knelt down steadily, crying and not peeing on the spot, which was considered strong-willed.
"Grass" figured out what was going on after a little thought. Li Cang was dumbfounded and questioned in his soul, "Are you serious?"
The guy at the next table holding a distinctive Magnum revolver came up and gave Li Cang a standard military salute, his face full of seriousness and firmness.
"Comrade Li Cang, I'm sorry to frighten you. We didn't intend to disturb your normal life, but military orders cannot be violated! Please understand!"
Frightened? It’s good that such a large array of serious people won’t scare you to death.
"As for it?"
The handsome Magnum guy smiled slightly and did not answer directly. Dozens of well-disguised people stood up from various places on the street, and with one click of their bracelets, they dragged away all ten strong men who were on the verge of a mental breakdown. They explained and comforted each other in front of the powerful onlookers. In just a few minutes, the whole street returned to a bustling state.
Li Cang's eyes twitched when he saw it!
In this half of the street, we and the new unlucky guy are the only ones who are pure diners, and the rest are all timi your comrades? ?
After finishing it, everyone at the table looked at each other in confusion. Aunt Sophia looked at Li Cang faintly: "You know, it is a very immoral act to deprive a Slav of fun."
"Sure enough, there are always some inexplicable surprises around Teacher Cang," Bian Xiaomin sighed, looking at the group of pretenders who were replaced in the blink of an eye, "Isn't it too much for the base to do this... uh..."
Alexey reminded: "The wind is roaring, the cranes are roaring, and the grass and trees are all in danger!"
"Yes, yes, I just wanted to say these two words." "In other words, Teacher Cang has indeed made great contributions, but with his strength, this protective formation is really unnecessary."
"Agreed."
Tang Xingfu and Atang, who had been silent for a long time, expressed a different opinion: "Is there a possibility that the base is not to protect Teacher Cang at all?"
"Crap, could it be that it's to protect those family members - eh?!"
No one at the table could hold back and burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at," Tom said seriously, "I haven't told you how I got the news about Teacher Cang here. Yesterday I saw a group of zombies on Bei 5th Road carrying away a certain slum building. This guy’s dark den is full of blood. I’m very familiar with the shapes of some of those walking corpses. Aren’t they just Mr. Cang’s bastards? When I asked about them again, hey, guess what?”
Everyone looked at Li Cang curiously.
Li Cang suddenly said: "So that's what happened. Isn't the base very chaotic these days? There are people taking advantage of it. I have an unlucky friend."
"Okay, the base is really afraid that some blind person will offend you and cause a bloody conflict, so it is right to cover up in reverse."
"To say that the chaos in the base is partly due to you," Bian Xiaomin suppressed a smile, "Just how many people you have flown to the base during this period of time have some idea. The main functional departments of the base are I work overtime day and night, it’s so funny, I’m so busy, okay?”
"The base is also holding back its explosive anger," Tom said happily, "Look, when the work is over, these guys have so much juice to eat, they will be liquidated in less than half a month!"< br>
"In Siberia, people like us are usually politely called Suka. They are not even worthy of growing potatoes, so they can only go to the Gulag to hold a solo concert~"
"Idiot, anyone who has a little bit of self-awareness is just sitting there. It's still theft and robbery. Can we judge the same thing in normal time and in a major earthquake-stricken area?"
"The dishes are here, don't mention those spoilers," Bian Xiaomin winked: "This is a good thing, Jiubao Cordyceps Muscovy Duck Soup, specially ordered for you, it's a great tonic, you really can't get it elsewhere. Arrive, there is only one branch in the two bases.”
As soon as Li Cang saw the good guy, he whipped his penis into his heart and carved the kidney, Danfeng and Chaoyang. If he didn't want to give up his bed and sign a life and death certificate with you before drinking the soup, it would be considered intentional murder
"Are the standards for treating guests to dinner now so outrageous?" Li Cang suddenly felt a very suffocating feeling.
"Eat with confidence, it's all a lie to match the shape with the shape. We Slavs don't pay attention to this"
Aunt Sophia went up and gave Li Cangkuai a whole bowl, including two bombs and one star!
"Sophia, why do I think you have bad intentions?"
"Calm down, sister, don't look at your 200-pound Siberian strongman, Teacher Cang's girlfriend is not easy to mess with!"
"Goose goose"
It was a false alarm. The boss said that his mood was stable and he had completely understood who was the real owner tonight. He and the boss's wife were sorting out the materials for tomorrow at the counter while accompanying a group of people with smiles. Nonsense.
"Boss, your roasted pork is really different. It tastes better than Jiubao Soup. No wonder the store is so small and hard to find but there are so many people."
"No, the secret recipes and techniques passed down from ancestors have been passed down to me for eight generations." The boss couldn't help but raise his hands, full of confidence, "Look at my hands, are they as delicate as a little girl's? It’s the fat from the roasted meat that nourishes people, roasted meat Ah, this dish is not a dead thing, it is humane. The steps are the same and the seasoning is the same, but people are different. It doesn’t taste the same no matter what. With my hands, I don’t touch anything except the ingredients, especially money. I don’t even dare to touch——”
Boss wife: "Ah, yes, yes, I will definitely not let him touch the money!"
Everyone: "ヽ(゜Q.)ノ?"
The boss's face was full of sorrow, but the landlady looked at him with a stern look. She really didn't dare to complain for too long. A group of bored people took the opportunity to show their hands to him as if they couldn't help him.
The atmosphere was harmonious and the guests and guests enjoyed themselves. Even the boss took the opportunity to take a few sips of Polish cedar and said that he had never had the opportunity to drink such a rich wine in the store for more than half a year.
"You know how expensive this thing is? We've been the ones taking advantage of you for most of the year."
(End of chapter)