He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Then he looked at the flying magic carpet, which looked inexplicably familiar. However, Lao Ma seemed to have thought of something. He thought of the gentle and gentle former owner of this magic carpet.
The woman I met had a miserable life. Her father died when she was young. She went crazy in the first half of her life. She finally recovered her sanity, but in the end she died in a nightmare world. At this point, Lao Ma couldn't help but sigh again.
"Xiaojie, I will avenge you!" He said silently in his heart. After saying this sentence, the flame in Lao Ma's eyes was already burning crazily in the depths of his eyes. The entanglement
Unyielding, as if the flames condensed with unwillingness and resentment are swaying, and it seems to be dazzling in an instant.
That is hatred, the fire of hatred transformed by blazing hatred! How can there be a heartless person in the world! I hate the forgetfulness that killed Cao Jie, I hate Old Man Luo who tortured and killed Hongxiu, I hate that he killed his whole family and burned it down
All unknown enemies, hating the reincarnations of the high-level world that almost killed him, hating this cruel nightmare world, hating the mastermind behind the nightmare world that may exist, hating this fate! …
The flame of hatred is burning, and the blazing hatred is intertwined. Maybe no one knows how terrifying this power of hatred is yet, but one day, this flame of hatred will spread its strongest force against everything.
Revenge! Drag everything into the Asura Hell! Although with the flying magic carpet, you no longer need to use that extremely dilapidated wooden boat, sailing on the sea, various weather changes, and the hardships along the way are still indescribable.
.However, there is no way around this. Being a reincarnator is such a high-risk, extremely hard and helpless profession.
A week later, there was a small Chinese restaurant in Japan that could be said to be inconspicuous. In fact, it was better to call it a Chinese restaurant than a Chinese noodle shop. The area of the noodle shop was only a few dozen square meters, which is not the case in Japan.
It's pretty normal. It's a small independent storefront with the words "Chinese Noodle Soup" hanging on it.
As the sign suggests, the owner of the noodle shop is an uncle in his fifties from China. According to the uncle himself, he spent almost half his life savings to build this restaurant. He is the first to build his own restaurant in Japan.
It is not easy to open a noodle restaurant. He used to chop frozen chicken for others in a freezing factory. With a little savings accumulated over the years, he opened a Chinese noodle restaurant by himself.
The business in the noodle shop is pretty good, and every seat is full of customers. However, many of them are actually Chinese expatriates in Japan who come to support them. Many of them are just like the owner of the noodle shop, hoping to earn more.
The idea of money, the working-class people who come to Japan to work, they understand the hard work and difficulty of making money here. Help if you can, this is the thinking of many overseas Chinese.
The sound of eating noodles is constant, and bowls of steaming noodles are swallowed. The noodle shop owner’s craftsmanship inherited from his ancestors is really good. The diners are enjoying the good taste of the noodles while talking to themselves.
The fellow villagers chatted, spoke in various dialects, and laughed in various ways. They no longer had to be as restrained as pretending to be grandsons or brats in front of others. Compatriots from all over China were here to enjoy the taste of their hometown for a short period of time and forget about it.
Overcome the frustration of being a guest.
At the same time, in this busy noodle shop, in a relatively remote seat near the corner, a tall and muscular figure and a petite girl with short hair were sitting there. The person was facing each other.
Sitting and looking at each other, they seem to be a father and daughter.
The father and daughter were also eating noodles, but unlike the noise of other diners, they were quite quiet.
One of these two people is Lao Ma and the other is A Tian. In fact, it is said that they are two people eating noodles. In fact, it is only A Tian who is eating noodles now.
The large bowl of noodles in front of Lao Ma had already been basically wiped out by Lao Ma, leaving only some noodle soup and a few noodles at the bottom of the bowl. After eating the noodles, Lao Ma was silent.
Sitting in my seat, I don't know what I'm thinking about.
Unlike Lao Ma who was gobbling it up, A Tian across from him had only eaten less than half of his small bowl of noodles and was now eating slowly.
Crossing his arms and sitting upright, Lao Ma's eyes seemed to be silently watching A Tian eating noodles. However, if someone looked there deliberately, they would find that Lao Ma's eyes were actually dull. It was obvious that at this moment
Lao Ma has been distracted for a long time.
But I don’t know what exactly Lao Ma was thinking, and his brows were slightly wrinkled. And A Tian slowly ate the noodles, which was different from Lao Ma’s slightly stern expression. Strangely, A Tian’s expression looked quite serious.
He was pale, even abnormally so, with a hint of illness and an undisguised weakness.
At the same time, while A Tian was eating noodles and Lao Ma was in a daze, the news was broadcast on the restaurant's TV.
"Yesterday, the world's largest consortium, the Galaxy Coliseum under the Gulladu Consortium, once again encountered an attack by unknown armed terrorists. According to witnesses at the time, there should be two groups of terrorists who arrived at that time. Both sides seemed to be for the Galaxy.
The golden holy robe of Sagittarius kept in the arena
A fierce battle broke out between these two groups of terrorists! Nearly half of the entire galaxy arena was destroyed. Both sides are likely to be superpowers who have recently caused unrest around the world!
The person in charge of the Guladu Foundation revealed that the Sagittarius Golden Saint Cloth, which had caused many violent incidents last night, had been transferred and stored.
Please pay attention to the public
Next news”
Sighing, it seemed that something in the news had aroused his thoughts. Lao Ma came back to his senses for a moment and looked at A Tian opposite him. Although A Tian's left chest was wearing clothes,
The faint venomous look in Lao Ma's eyes could still be seen. Even through his clothes, there was still blood seeping out. Seeing this made Lao Ma frown even deeper.
"It's really troublesome! This negative state!!" Unable to bear it, Lao Ma muttered slightly. After finishing the chant, Lao Ma sighed again, but somehow he remembered the scene yesterday again.
In fact, after a few days at sea, Lao Ma and A Tian had already arrived in Japan at noon yesterday, and had collected relevant plot information, and there were even reports of a fierce battle between the two groups on the news.
Terrorists, one of them is Lao Ma and A Tian. To be continued...)