Chapter six hundred and eighty seventh blood loss
"When you often came, our boss was specially prepared, but if you haven't come for the past few days, our boss hasn't made too much preparation." The waiter looked at the lone wolf with a puzzled look, but Han Teng became more and more curious about what the lone wolf wanted to eat.
"This guy is talking about eating lobster hairy crabs. No matter how you eat it, you can't eat one million, right?" Han Teng complained in his heart. He wanted to see what this lobster hairy crab worth one million looks like, is it a super giant that can fill the house. Otherwise, how could it be worth the price of this million?
So, Han Teng asked him to leave now, and he would not leave.
"So?" The lone wolf showed a thoughtful look on the seat. After a while, it seemed that he had a difficult answer: "Since that's the case, then just give it one. As for Brother Han, it's a little more casual. What do you think, Brother Han?"
The lone wolf raised his head and looked at Han Teng, showing a look of inquiry.
"Damn, I'm a little casual? At least I'm paying for it?" Han Teng gave Dulang a blank look, but now that's it. Since Dulang wants to eat these things, he ordered casually: "I haven't eaten for a long time, and now I'm not very hungry, so order casually!"
Han Teng waved his hand indifferently and said indifferently.
"Yes, yes, Brother Han was having a stomachache just now. I blame me for being unkind!" Du Lang slapped his forehead and looked like he suddenly realized: "Waiter, just bring a bowl of porridge to Brother Han. This is better for Brother Han's stomach."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Teng immediately looked at the lone wolf like a monster. He had seen that side with the lone wolf before, and at that time he was quite as handsome as an ancient martial artist. However, now he still has the posture of an ancient martial artist. He is simply a completely foodie!
Soon, the hotel's private room door was opened, and then a group of waiters carrying plates entered one after another. As these waiters entered, Han Teng's eyes were almost glaring because he found that in the plates of these waiters, they were actually only lobsters and hairy crabs, which was nothing different from what the lone wolf said.
However, this quantity was greatly beyond Han Teng's expectations. He finally knew where the one million food ordered was calculated from. The big lobsters were all top-notch, and each one cost at least tens of thousands of yuan. The number of waiters brought in by these waiters has exceeded more than twenty plates, and the data seems to be increasing.
In addition, hairy crabs are also top-notch, with great value, and are also terrible in number.
Looking at the plates that were constantly being brought in, Han Teng wanted to point at the nose of the lone wolf and shouted: "You bastard, can you finish eating so much?"
Although as an ancient martial artist, Lone Wolf has a much larger appetite than an ordinary person, it is rare to see Hanteng with so much larger size. No, to be precise, after living for so many years, I only saw this one.
Under Han Teng's dumbfounded expression, the lone wolf was not at all concerned. Seeing the things brought in, saliva was almost flowing out. As soon as the lobster and hairy crabs were on the table, they couldn't wait to grab them with their hands, then put them in their mouths, and began to bite them to the fullest.
This lonely wolf was eating there, but Han Teng was secretly sad at the bowl of porridge in front of him, and felt so frustrated. It was obviously his own money, but others had delicacies, but he was just a bowl of porridge. He wanted to taste the big lobster, but Han Teng really couldn't stretch out his hand now. Who made his stomach hurt just now?
Therefore, Han Teng could only hold the spoon in his hand and look at the porridge in front of him.
I don’t know how long it took, but the crisp sounds kept echoing in Han Teng’s ears gradually became smaller. Finally, the lone wolf ate almost the meal of the lobster and hairy crabs.
"Brother Duel, I'm sorry, since you have such appetite, why don't you continue to follow Sun Zifan?" Finally, Han Teng asked out the doubts in his heart. After all, Duel was following Sun Zifan before, and with the rich man Sun Zifan, the one who wanted to eat, he would try his best to satisfy whatever he wanted. Who made Duel a master of ancient martial arts at the mysterious level?
This kind of master is too late for people in the secular world to flatter, especially rich people, who will never care about this mere million yuan of money for food. Therefore, the problem is most likely not about Sun Tzu Fan. Since the problem is not about Sun Tzu Fan, it naturally appears on the lonely wolf.
"belch……"
The lone wolf burped, took out a toothpick and started picking up his teeth. Although he was less than thirty years old, he was similar to a childish teenager. With this style, he looked like a gangster in society. He had no attitude that an ancient martial artist should have.
"That kid is not very decent. Although he gave me a meal and I promised to protect him for half a year, when he knew that I would not take the initiative, he specifically provoked others, which forced me to settle the trouble for him. In addition, I really couldn't take the liar of the bad things he did, so when the time came, I left him!"
The lonely wolf, who had enough food and drink, finally spoke less like a big foodie, and became much more organized.
Han Teng nodded, expressing his understanding of the experience of the lone wolf. The second-generation ancestor of Sun Zifan was hollowed out by wine and sex, and he acted extremely arrogantly. It is inevitable that he would cause trouble.
However, Han Teng is now sure that this lone wolf is not a bad person. At least, although he has his own incorrect persistence, he can finally get lost. Moreover, to be precise, he is just to repay his kindness. From a personal moral point of view, he did not do anything wrong.
"By the way, aren't you going to kill that kid? I'm not by his side to protect him now. With your strength, killing him should be a breeze?" The lone wolf threw the toothpick on the table, then glanced at Han Teng.
"Kill him?" Han Teng couldn't help but smile, "I already have a better idea than killing him! Since I have a better idea, why should I do something that is dyed with blood in my hands?"
“A better idea?”
Chapter completed!