Chapter 456: Did you get the Shuangwen script (Part 2)?
The people at the table snorted twice and said nothing more.
Li Cang thought it was over, 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 where you go to the house and uncover the tiles and pretend to be slapped in the face?"
"?"
Before the strong man could figure out what he meant by this, his companions at the table behind him stood up with a roar, grinning ferociously and arrogantly:
"Fuck, you little bastard, you're going to be screwed alive, aren't you?"
"Looking for death, get him!"
“Damn it, I’ve seen people picking up money and missing items, but I’ve never seen people picking up scoldings!”
"Tsk tsk..."
When it comes to fighting, there are few people who are more proficient than Mao Zi. As soon as the person over there stood up, the few Mao Zi here were already ready to start the fight.
"Ula... clam?"
Around the food stalls and across the street from the neighboring store, seventeen or eight tables of "guests" 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 attacking 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 anti-riot shotguns to the highly photographed AK47, there are even two Jeppards mounted on the third floor window across the street!
Dozens of people, fully armed, it is no exaggeration to say that with this formation and configuration, Africa before the disaster might have been able to restore the feudal monarchy in 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 did we do to us?
Why is this so?
Thermal weapons are indeed not very useful against walking zombies, but with today's level of praying 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, cried bitterly and didn't urinate on the spot, which was considered strong-willed.
"Fuck..." After thinking about it for a moment, he understood what was going on. Li Cang was stunned 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 would be nice if such a large array of serious people wouldn't scare you to death...
"As for..."
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.
In front of the powerful onlookers, he explained and comforted each other one by one. 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 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 Slavic person of his fun."
"As expected, there are always some inexplicable surprises around Teacher Cang," Bian Xiaomin sighed as she looked at the group of pretenders who were replaced in the blink of an eye. "Isn't it too... uh..."
Alexey reminded: "The wind is roaring, the cranes are roaring, and the grass and trees are all in danger!"
"Yes, that's what I wanted to say."
"Teacher Cang has indeed made great contributions, but with his strength, this protective formation is really not necessary..."
"agree."
Tang Xingfu and Atang, who had been silent for a long time, raised a different opinion: "Is there a possibility that the base is not to protect Teacher Cang at all?"
"Fuck, 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 Cruise said seriously, "I haven't told you how I got the news about Teacher Cang here. Yesterday I saw a group of walking corpses on Bei 5th Road, killing a certain slum building in twos and twos.
This guy's dark den is full of blood. I'm very familiar with the shapes of some of the 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 realized: "So that's what happened. Isn't the base quite chaotic these days? There are robbers everywhere. 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 a cover-up."
"It must be thanks to you that this happened," Bian Xiaomin suppressed a smile, "You have an idea of how many people you have flown to the base during this period. Several major functional departments of the base have no daylight.
You don’t have to work overtime at night, it’s ridiculous, you’re not busy at all, okay?”
"The base is 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!"
"In Siberia, people like us are usually politely called Suka. They are not even qualified to grow potatoes, so they can only go to the Gulag to hold a solo concert~"
"Idiot, anyone who has any sense of self-awareness is just hiding there now. It's the same as stealing and robbing. How 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.
Come on, this is the only one in the two bases and there is no other branch."
As soon as Li Cang saw the good guy, he whipped his penis into his heart and carved the kidney pill and Phoenix Chaoyang. If he didn't want to give up his bed to sign a life and death certificate with you before drinking the soup, it would be considered intentional murder...
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Are the standards for treating guests to dinner now so outrageous?" Li Cang suddenly felt a very wall-breaking suffocation.
"Eat it 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, along with two bombs and one star!
"Sofia, 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..."
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 of roasting pork that nourishes people very much. Roast pork, 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. No matter how it tastes, it doesn't taste that way. With my hands,
I don’t touch anything except food, especially money, and 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, and 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 the store had been open for more than half a year and he had never had the opportunity and was reluctant to drink such a rich wine.
"You also know that this thing is expensive? We are the only ones who have taken advantage of you for most of the year..."
