Lao Xian and Hassan had already started to rush home, but when they left the resort, it was already afternoon. Lao Xian was very hungry, so when they were halfway there, Lao Xian saw a small restaurant next to the national highway and asked him to let him go. Hassan stopped the car and prepared to go down for a bite.
"Do you have any money in your pocket?"
After the old immortal got out of the car, he asked Hassan stupidly.
"You didn't."
Hassan rolled his eyes.
"I have three chickens. Is it enough for the two of us to eat?" the old immortal asked desperately.
"...I only need two hundred."
Hassan was also hungry, otherwise he would never get out of the car and eat with the old immortal, because nine times out of ten he would pay for it himself.
"That's enough, I know you're not very hungry either."
After hearing this, Lao Xian immediately smiled and strolled into the hotel.
"Fuck, I've been working with you for a whole day and I didn't make a penny, but I still gave you two hundred fucking dollars. Brother, you've already deducted it to a certain extent."
Hassan muttered silently, and then walked in with him.
There were a lot of people eating in the restaurant, almost all of them workers from the nearby construction site. Lao Xian randomly picked a table and didn’t even give Hassan a chance to read the menu. He closed his eyes and ordered the dishes with Hassan beside him. I couldn't help but do some mental calculations and found that the dish Lao Xian ordered was exactly 200 yuan, no more and no less.
"You ordered too much, can we eat it?" Hassan asked through gritted teeth.
"It's okay. If you can't eat it, I'll just take it back. Don't you have to eat it at night?" Lao Xian replied casually.
"Brother, how can you tell me that you are also riding in a Lexus? How can we not do this and pack it?"
Hassan asked in a broken voice.
"What does this have to do with which car you take? Saving food is a traditional Chinese virtue." The old fairy said plausibly.
"Then why the hell don't you let me be virtuous so that I can pack it?" Hassan couldn't help but ask.
"Don't I know that you are a shameless person? Can you be the same as me? I have no money and no shame." Lao Xian said proudly.
"Fuck."
Hassan was completely speechless.
Just as the two were having sex, four young men walked in from the door. One of them had a scorpion tattooed on the back of his right hand. After entering the room, he glanced at Lao Xian's table, then sat down at the door and ordered two dishes. , and began to eat and drink.
Lao Xian didn't pay attention to them at first, only focusing on himself and hugging him. But Hassan was afraid of spicy food and went back and forth three or four times to get a small drink worth one yuan a bottle. At this time, he noticed a detail, the scorpion tattoo on the door. Young man, there were four of them, but they only ordered two dishes. This is very strange.
This group of people didn't drink, let alone order any staple food, which puzzled Hassan. They didn't look like they were eating or drinking, and their eyes were always looking this way intentionally or unintentionally.
"Why the hell do these people keep looking at us."
Hassan opened the drink and said with a frown.
"Who?"
The old immortal raised his head and asked with his mouth full of oil.
"Just the table at the door."
Hassan reminded.
When Lao Xian heard this, he couldn't help but glance at the table at the door with his peripheral vision. He looked at it for six or seven minutes. He also noticed that this group of people kept looking towards him.
"It's really fucking weird."
Lao Xian lowered his head to drink tomato and egg soup and muttered something softly.
"Is something wrong?" Hassan asked.
"Yeah, you're so mean-looking," the old fairy replied in a low voice.
"What are you doing?" Hassan was not in the mood to eat.
"No, just withdraw."
The old immortal licked his lips and said.
"That's what I mean too."
Hassan couldn't agree more.
"Waiter, Checkout."
The old immortal turned around suddenly and shouted.
"There are two hundred and three in total, just give me two hundred." The boss did the math, walked over and said.
"Okay, you can pack the dishes for me," Lao Xian wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then said to the boss.
"good."
The boss took Hassan's money, then went back to the bar to get a convenience bag, and started packing the leftovers.
"Boss, pay the bill."
At this moment, the Scorpion youth opened his mouth and shouted.
"Hassan, you go out and drive first."
The old immortal scratched his nose, then glanced at the scorpion youth again, and then whispered to Hassan.
"You go ahead and drive, I'll leave behind."
Hassan said simply.
"Don't be ink, just go if you are told."
The old immortal lowered his head, frowned and scolded.
Hassan was silent for two seconds, then took the car keys and walked out of the hotel.
Lao Xian blinked, walked up behind the boss, and then opened his mouth and said: "Put these fresh mushroom meat slices and the ribs on it for me."
"Okay, I know." The boss nodded with sweat on his forehead.
"Crack."
While talking to the boss, Lao Xian secretly pressed a wooden chopstick of poor quality against the wall, folded it, and then held it in his palm.
"Wow."
The boss handed the packed leftovers to Lao Xian and said with a smile: "Come back after you eat."
"It's done."
The old immortal agreed, carried the dishes and walked to the door.
"Hurry up, let's pay the bill too."
The scorpion young man urged.
"I'm coming."
The boss trotted over.
At this time, the old immortal had already reached the door.
"Fifty-four in total."
The boss told the Scorpion youth the price.
"for you."
The Scorpion young man held the money that he had already checked in his hands, and without wasting any time, he threw it directly on the table, then turned around and left, followed closely by the people behind him.
But as soon as the four of them went out, they discovered that the old immortal was standing on the steps and had not left at all.
"Tap."
When the four of them saw that the old immortal was not leaving, they immediately stopped in their tracks.
"brush."
The old immortal turned around suddenly, and the four of them were stunned.
"Dude, you dropped your knife."
Lao Xian pointed at the ground and said suddenly.
"Swipe."
The four of them lowered their heads and took a look.
"Puch,."
The old immortal jumped up, raised his hand, and the chopsticks he held in his hand plunged directly into the face of the Scorpion young man, and blood immediately surged.
"Fuck."
The people next to the Scorpion young man rushed to touch him in his arms.
"Damn it, get a tattoo of "Little Cockroach" and you will become a member of society."
The old immortal shouted angrily, picked up the vegetable bag in his hand, and hit the young Scorpion directly on the head. Then the vegetable soup splashed everywhere, and everyone instinctively raised their arms to block it.
"Tap tap..."
The old immortal turned around and ran away suddenly because he had already heard the sound of the car.
"Fuck him for me,."
The scorpion young man was furious, took out the scraper from his pocket, and chased after the old immortal.
"Weng."
The motor trembled in the distance, and Hassan had already driven the car down the steps, rushing towards Lao Xian very quickly. The two were about to meet up, and then ran away quickly, but at this moment,
"when,."
There was a sound of metal trembling, and the old fairy's ankle hit the low railing that prohibited parking, and then a green onion was stuck on the ground, and four wolf dogs behind him were approaching in the blink of an eye...