Chapter 989 The king of cold weapons comes to cut vegetables
Lin Zhiming walked in from the door holding a box. The first thing he saw was the four young people sitting by the window, and then he saw the manager and others.
"Mr. Lin!" The manager hurried over.
"Where is Xinyu? Isn't it her birthday today? Why don't you see anyone?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"She...she's cooking in the kitchen," the manager said helplessly.
"Cooking? What's wrong with you? She's a birthday girl, and she's still cooking in the kitchen at this late hour? Send her over quickly, I'm already hungry!" Lin Zhiming urged.
"Hey, isn't this a table of guests?" The manager pouted at Li Weifeng's table.
"Guest? Didn't you say we're closed today?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"That's true, but...he insists on having a meal, and he even said that the director of the Dragon Clan Special Service Division of Strait City is his uncle, so there's nothing we can do about it," the manager said aggrievedly.
"Oh?" Lin Zhiming raised his eyebrows, and then walked to Li Weifeng's table.
"Whose uncle is the director of the Dragon Clan Special Service Department in Strait City?" Lin Zhiming asked after looking around at the young people present.
"I am, what's wrong?" Li Weifeng crossed his legs and asked arrogantly.
"Listen to your accent, are you a foreigner?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Yes, I just came to Strait City this month, and I came with my uncle. Do you have any opinions?" Li Weifeng asked.
"I don't have any opinion. Today is my friend's birthday and the restaurant is closed. Please go to other restaurants to eat." Lin Zhiming said calmly.
"Another one?" Li Weifeng looked at Lin Zhiming with disdain, suddenly grabbed the water glass on the table and threw it at Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming stood there, not dodging or dodging, as he was splashed.
The lemon-flavored water instantly wet Lin Zhiming's face and clothes.
Everyone around was stunned when they saw this scene. Some were shocked by Li Weifeng's violent temper, while others were shocked that someone dared to pour Lin Zhiming Shui!
This is in Strait City!
Lin Zhiming didn't get angry. He glanced at the surveillance camera next to him and asked, "Can the surveillance camera capture this?"
"Yes." The manager nodded.
"That's easy." Lin Zhiming smiled, looked at Li Weifeng who poured water on him and said, "Today is Xinyu's birthday, and it's not easy to see blood, so you may be in more pain."
"Huh?" Li Weifeng frowned and looked at Lin Zhiming, not knowing what Lin Zhiming meant.
Soon after speaking, Lin Zhiming raised his hand and grabbed Li Weifeng's face, blocking Li Weifeng's mouth. Then Lin Zhiming used force to lift Li Weifeng up. He made a fist with his other hand and faced
Li Weifeng's abdomen was punched a few times.
These punches were extremely fast and violent, and Li Weifeng's body was twisted like a maggot.
Li Weifeng's friends next to him were shocked and stood up one after another to help. As a result, Lin Zhiming grabbed the fork on the table and pointed it directly at the others.
"It's none of your business here, just sit quietly for me."
With this sentence, Li Weifeng's friends all stood blankly on the spot.
"It's someone's birthday, so don't ruin their mood. The beauty of adulthood is one of the traditional virtues of the Dragon Kingdom, understand?" Lin Zhiming said as he walked to the door carrying Li Weifeng with one hand.
Li Weifeng's friends hurriedly followed.
Arriving at the door, Lin Zhiming opened the door and threw Li Weifeng out.
Li Weifeng's body flew seven or eight meters away, fell heavily to the ground, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.
"You're young, don't be like others who bully others. There are many people you can't offend these days." After Lin Zhiming finished speaking, he closed the door, then turned and walked back to the hall.
"Mr. Lin, you are so handsome!" The manager clapped excitedly.
Others also applauded. Many of them had heard of Lin Zhiming, but this was the first time they saw Lin Zhiming take action. His movements were crisp and neat, and his words were powerful and domineering.
This is basically the male protagonist in the novel.
Lin Zhiming smiled and said to the manager, "Call Chef Tian out!"
"Okay, okay!" The manager nodded repeatedly, then ran to the kitchen and called out Tian Xinyu who was cooking.
When Tian Xinyu came to the lobby, the sweater on her body was gone, replaced by a white chef's uniform.
"Ah!" Tian Xinyu screamed when she saw Lin Zhiming and hurried back to the kitchen.
"What's wrong?!" Lin Zhiming asked.
"I don't know either!" The manager shook his head in confusion.
After a while, Tian Xinyu returned to the hall again, this time she put on the warm yellow sweater again.
"Why are you changing clothes?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"I was cooking just now, and I was afraid that the smell would stick to my clothes." Tian Xinyu explained.
"Then you look good in chef uniform." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"Then...should I change it again?" Tian Xinyu asked softly.
"Don't change it, it looks better this way. Come on, sit down quickly, Mr. Longevity." Lin Zhiming waved to Tian Xinyu, and Tian Xinyu walked to Lin Zhiming's side cautiously.
"This is my gift to you!" Lin Zhiming handed the box he brought to Tian Xinyu.
"Thank you." Tian Xinyu accepted the gift excitedly, perhaps because she was so excited that her hands were shaking a little.
"The gift from Mr. Lin must be extraordinary, Xinyu, please open it for everyone to see!" the manager on the side said with a smile.
"Can, is it okay?" Tian Xinyu looked at Lin Zhiming and asked.
"Of course!" Lin Zhiming nodded.
Tian Xinyu carefully unpacked the packaging on the box, and then opened the lid of the box.
When the lid was opened, a knife appeared in front of everyone.
The total length of this knife is about thirty centimeters. The handle is made of wood and is brown-red in color. The blade is streamlined and has vertical stripes on it.
Tian Xinyu grabbed the handle of the knife and took it out.
"What a beautiful knife!" Someone couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration.
The people around me also nodded. This knife is so beautiful. The overall feeling is very harmonious, just like a work of art.
"Do you like it?" Lin Zhiming asked.
Tian Xinyu nodded seriously. The knife felt very good in his hand and was very handy.
"Put it away if you like it. You can use this knife for cooking in the future. In terms of sharpness, it's quite good." Lin Zhiming said.
"Yeah!" Tian Xinyu nodded and looked at the knife again.
At this moment, she saw two small words on the knife handle.
Heavenly Palace.
Heavenly Palace?
Tian Xinyu was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the two words and asked, "Mr. Lin, what is Tiangong?"
"It's a general name for this knife." Lin Zhiming said.
"Tiangong?!" The manager on the side looked at the position pointed by Tian Xinyu in horror and said, "This knife is the Tiangong knife?!"
"You know?" Lin Zhiming asked in surprise.
"Mr. Lin, I am a cold weapon enthusiast and know something about cold weapons. Chef Tian, can you show me this knife?" the manager asked.
Tian Xinyu nodded and handed the knife to the manager.
The manager took the knife and looked at it carefully, and then his whole face turned red.
"Oh my God, this is actually Liu Ye, the leader of the Thirty-two Short Swordsmen of the Heavenly Palace! It's so crazy, Mr. Lin, this is so crazy!" the manager said excitedly.
The people around him were stunned for a moment, having no idea what the manager was saying.
"You know your stuff!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"Everyone, you don't know about cold weapons, so you don't know how powerful the Tiangong Sword is. The Tiangong Sword is divided into thirty-two short knives and sixty-four long knives. Each sword can be called a magic weapon, and it ranks among the 32 Tiangong Swords.
The first among short knives is this knife named Liuye! This knife cuts iron like clay and is definitely the king of cold weapons! It is said that it appeared at an auction a few years ago, and it sold for 80 million yuan.
The price is sky-high, I didn’t expect it to appear here now!” the manager said excitedly.
Eighty million?!
Everyone present felt a sense of suffocation coming over them.
This knife is actually worth 80 million?
"Mr. Lin, this, this is too valuable, I, I can't have it!" Tian Xinyu said excitedly.
"What's wrong with this? It's very useful for cutting meat and bones. Just use it. The first of the thirty-two daggers in Tiangong is just to scare people!" Lin Zhiming said.
"Take the head of the thirty-two daggers of Tiangong to cut meat... Mr. Lin, are you really..." The manager could not find the words to describe his mood at this time.
"Okay, okay, Chef Tian, put the knife away. Let's eat quickly. I asked someone to ask for this thing. I can't return it. If you don't want it, just throw it away." Lin Zhiming
With that said, he sat down at the dining table.
Tian Xinyu took the knife handed by the manager and panicked.
She looked at the knife in her hand and then at Lin Zhiming. She felt that her whole head was dizzy and she didn't know what to do or what to say.
"Chef Tian, after all, this is Mr. Lin's wish, accept it, this knife is destined to you!" the manager said.
"Okay, okay." Tian Xinyu finally nodded and accepted the knife, but she didn't plan to use it for cooking. She wanted to keep the knife well!
As Lin Zhiming sat down, others also sat down one after another.
Everyone wisely occupied the other seats, leaving only one seat next to Lin Zhiming.
Tian Xinyu nervously sat next to Lin Zhiming. Because there were many people, her shoulder even touched Lin Zhiming's shoulder.
Such a touch made Tian Xinyu's heart beat out.
Under the auspices of the manager, the birthday dinner quickly entered the process.
Everyone was eating and drinking, and time passed quickly.
Tian Xinyu also drank a little red wine under everyone's cheers, and her face suddenly turned red and looked particularly good-looking.
More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
After everyone had eaten and drank enough, they took out the cakes.
Lin Zhiming and others inserted candles with the number twenty for Tian Xinyu, and then lit the candles.
"Make a wish." Lin Zhiming said.
Tian Xinyu nodded seriously, put her hands together and closed her eyes.
at this time…
With a bang, the restaurant door was violently pushed open.
The cold wind poured in from outside the door and blew out the candles on the cake.
Lin Zhiming looked at the door with a dark face.
At the door, Li Weifeng walked in behind a middle-aged man wearing a Dragon Clan Secret Service uniform.
Behind the two of them, a dozen people also wearing Dragon Clan Secret Service uniforms filed in, completely blocking the restaurant's exit!