As soon as he said this, the couple at the table opposite immediately changed their faces. Not to mention the person involved, even his girlfriend looked like "Who are you?"

Moreover, the adjective used by Qiu Qiu is too specific, just like a bomb loaded with disgusting, and the listeners are attacked by indiscriminately nausea.

"Wait," the woman grabbed the man who was about to overturn the table, forced the corner of her mouth, and her smile was extremely awkward: "Brother, what do you mean? It's not good to curse people."

Qiu Qiu let out a light sigh, wondering in his heart: "I didn't scold anyone."

Haven't cursed yet? Is your words different from "You're dead"?

"I'm telling the truth." Qiu Qiu stirred the tofu brain in the bowl, trying to drive away the rotten smell with the aroma of food. "He is probably dying, so he has a smell. Is there anything I haven't done? I'll do it at the end of my life."

Couple: "…"

The man's forehead was leaping straight, and just as he was about to lift the table, Qiu Qiu suddenly raised his head and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Ah, you..." He turned to the woman: "I didn't pay attention just now, and you also smelled, very light. Is it because I often get close to him? I remember that humans have... hospitals, you can try to save yourself."

The woman's eyebrows pounded.

"I'll go fuck you!" The man could no longer bear it and pushed the table forward with force, and the edge of the table stuck Qiu Qiu's stomach.

The soup on the table was sprinkled with water, mixing into a cluster of disgusting aggregates and flowing down the edge of the table.

There were many customers in the store, and they stood up all the time when they heard the noise, for fear that they would hit him.

Some of them came around and wanted to pull the fight, while others went to call the boss. In the chaos, Qiu Qiu heard someone calling the terminal loudly: "Hey? - Administrator administrator, the hot and sour teahouse on Tengluo Street in the East District! Someone was fighting... I'll go, the administrator is here so soon!?"

...

Outside the store, the sound of engines blew from far to near, from the street to the door of the store.

The retro heavy motorcycle is like a dark beast, and it stops quickly, still breathing violently.

Then two people jumped off the top. The former threw the front of the car and walked straight into the store. The latter quickly held the motorcycle. The female voice protested crisply: "Captain - my lock! Lock! Dad! Grandpa! Father -!"

The father completely ignored her.

The beauty standing on the side of the motorcycle was wearing a shiny leather jacket, black military boots, her hair was tied with a high ponytail, and her calves were very sexy and covered with white bandages. She looked like a self-intoxicating dress with "I'm so handsome".

The owner just ran from the next door with the noodle bowl in his arms. When he saw her, his eyes glared out of his eyes.

"Sister Jin!?"

The sounds from all directions immediately began to surround three-dimensionally.

"The administrator is here so soon?" "Oh my god it's Wen Jin!" "Sister Jin!?" "Wen Jin is here! I saw the real person!" "Damn Sister Jin, you are 1.8 meters tall today!" "..."

Wen Jin's idol weighs 800 tons, and immediately no matter whether her baby's mount is locked or not, she stopped the motorcycle, stepped on the ground with a crisp boot, and lifted her hair, and she felt like she was acting in an appearance animation, with a rose sprinkled in the background.

"Everyone, please give in!"

The administrative division of the alliance is divided into twenty-eight districts, named after the twenty-eight stars of ancient China.

Each district has a "administrator", who is the highest commander of the district, managing affairs in all areas, including public security maintenance.

An administrator cannot really take care of everything, so the "administrator" that everyone is accustomed to calling is the actual position of a recorder, responsible for the specific execution of all matters.

There are also functions among recorders, including positions.

Ordinary ones, such as those who previously issued tickets to couples who crashed their cars.

What's special is like Wen Jin - wherever there is danger, it mainly appears in various curious news in Weiyan District, and is also a heroic and unique beauty who has to be indented in the news photos... ordinary people can't see it.

I even want a signature when I see it.

Wen Jin didn't want to sign the autograph at this time. As soon as her boss entered, he acted to let the masses give in.

Someone whispered: "Is it a fight inside to kill someone? Can Sister Labor take action?"

Wen Jin happened to hear it and was stunned: "What kind of fight?"

"Sister Jin came for this? I said, just started fighting, the administrator was so fast - why did Sister Jin come? Who was the man who just entered?"

Wen Jin blinked: "Oh, it's the administrator."

There was a silence outside the store.

"...Which administrator?" someone asked tremblingly.

"The only administrator, our team Zhong." Wen Jin smiled: "Do you want to go in and visit?"

***

In the store, the man pushed the crowd away and strode towards the lively center.

The top of the shop was flashing with poor taste, making the whole shop, from food to people, feel like they were dancing in groups of demons.

Tables, chairs and benches are tilted to varying degrees, and the floor is slippery, so normal people will inevitably stumbling.

But the man looked ahead, and his feet seemed to have a detector, accurately preventing lightning.

He wore a baseball cap, slightly covering his sharp eyebrows, round collar, black t-shirt on the upper body, work pants on the lower body, short coat open, and sleeves up to his elbows, which is simple and easy to move.

Just like the sports youths who can be seen everywhere on the roadside, they are not only more mature in shape.

And his left hand is not very ordinary. He wore a single finger-exposed glove and wrapped a bandage on his wrist to his forearm.

Fierce curses came from the fight, and a plate flew out and was about to hit his face.

He was too lazy to turn his head, stretched out his hand to block it, and then broke into the "war front line" with one leg, kicking backwards on the ankle of the couple who was spitting dirty words.

The couple caught off guard and fell forward, and his face smashed into the only bowl of Lantern Festival soup on the table.

The couple inhaled subconsciously, but was choked by the soup. His hands twitched and he wanted to stand firm with the force, but he accidentally pressed it into the pile of broken porcelain pieces and vegetable soup.

"Hiss--" The onlookers felt their hands hurt just when they looked at it. The couple choked and wailed, and exerted auditory pressure, making the scene look like a horror movie.

"Who!" He howled, "Fuck you, meddle in other people's business*...,...%￥#,..."

Omit the meaningless swearing and scolding, and the last sentence is: "When the administrator comes, you will be crazy!"

Zhong Yu raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and pinched the wrist of the couple, and beat it backwards, pressing the person on the table.

"Is that right?" Zhong Yuman casually glanced at the corner of the wall and pressed the person into the vegetable soup: "You are just as good as you want to seduce an administrator to help you? Your mouth is so bad that it's fermenting."

"You!?" The couple's man breathed and half of his face was flattened, and he said in a daze: "You actually slander the administrator! You connotate their rights and sex transactions! You're done!"

He panted, as if he was speaking excitedly, and he wanted to accuse me, "I did nothing wrong again! Why would the administrator not stand on my side?... It was that boy who took the opportunity to manage it first! We kindly... we kindly invited him to a meal and apologized, but he actually cursed me! He cursed me to die!!"

The couple said, and finally broke away from the confinement and pointed straight to the corner of the wall.

Everyone looked in the direction of their fingers. Qiu Qiu was standing in the corner of the wall, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking with a paralyzed face.

He held a bag in his hand and acted vigilant, like a little squirrel frightened by this crazy man, and his precious pine cones in his arms were his wintering cones.

All in all, harmless and innocent.

"I didn't hear it." Zhong Yu said: "But I saw you hit someone. Go to the 'tea room'."

"Why do you speak?" the couple man roared: "Who the hell are you?"

"Administrator." Zhong Yu took out a posting clip from his pocket, and slapped the back of the person's neck like a band-aid.

The couple immediately felt paralyzed and became frightened: "Impossible! Which administrator are you? I want to complain to you! What about your work number? How do you prove your identity-"

While talking, Wen Jin finally squeezed into the store and shouted: "Captain! Captain, I'm here! I heard someone is fighting?"

Zhong Yu relaxed his hand and stepped aside as everyone watched. It seemed that he realized that the bandage on his left forearm was stained with some vegetable soup. He frowned and tore the bandage.

The strangely shaped tattoo on the forearm is displayed in front of everyone along the muscle texture, and is a special mark of the Xuanwu Star Weiyan District.

The couple was still swearing, but the onlookers seemed to be muted by one click.

It's an administrator.

He is the real administrator, the largest retired alliance major general in Weiyan District, the one who managed Weiyan District half dead but no one dared to say a word.

The real person is right in front of you!

Even the next thing went smoothly. The masses dared to surround Wen Jin and asked for autographs, but they did not dare to take a breath in front of the real boss.

The couple was taken away by the recorder who was called, and his girlfriend also followed him. The remaining person involved Qiu Qiu was holding a bun, looking ignorant.

"Let's go." Zhong Yu didn't ask him what happened, and didn't even look at him twice, and turned around and went out.

Qiu Qiu followed closely.

He intuitively felt that his guardian didn't like him very much.

He didn't bring him a burger.

Outside the store, Wen Jin had just handled the handover with the recorder. When he saw the captain and Qiu Qiu come out together, he immediately came over.

"Xiao Jiujiu!" She came over and coaxed the child: "Why did you send me some time in the morning? It was still a colleague of ours who saw you when he registered and contacted the captain, and then came here in time. Poor, he was hit and beaten, and it was dangerous to take it outside. By the way, my name is Wen Jin, you can call me Sister Jin Jin~"

"Talk well." Zhong Yu walked to the side of the motorcycle and kicked the support pole away.

"Hey!" Wen Jin's scalp numb. His precious car was treated like this, but he still dared not speak out.

"I'm sorry, sister Jinjin, guardian." Qiu Qiu looked at her with a little guilty feeling: "I woke up in the morning and I was very hungry. The guardian was not in that house. There was a very fragrant smell outside. I couldn't help it and came out. A very good person gave me buns, which were delicious. Later, a very good person gave me spicy and sour noodles and wontons and noodles... Did I cause you a lot of trouble?"

Wen Jin was so heartbroken that he was talking about. He scolded the captain in his heart for 80,000 times to abuse the child. Just as he was about to coax him, Zhong Yu said coldly, "Don't be deceived."

"What?" Wen Jin was shocked.

"One night, my refrigerator was empty. Who were you hungry?" Zhong Yu said, nodding at Qiu Qiu: "Come up."

Qiu Qiu glanced at Sister Jinjin and climbed onto the motorcycle with a stern face.

It turns out that the things in the "refrigerator" cannot be eaten, Qiu Qiu thought.

No wonder he doesn't think it's delicious.

And it will upset the guardian.

I won't eat it next time.

Wen Jin was still immersed in a huge shock, and was inspired by the sound of the motorcycle engine and walked over quickly. Qiu Qiu was thin and probably insecure. He was close to the captain, and a large piece was empty behind him.

Wen Jin raised his legs and stepped onto the back seat, muttering non-stop.

"Isn't it good for us to do this? According to regulations, my car can only carry two people... The administrator openly violated the rules. If anyone who is brave enough to send it online, would it be more affected?"

"Who wants to violate the rules?" Zhong Yu said.

Wen Jin: "?"

Zhong Yu: "You go down and take the bus."

Wen Jin: "..."

The motorcycle exploded the street and left, Wen Jin was stunned in the breeze.
Chapter completed!