Tang Mubai, who was eavesdropping, had his eyes twitching.
Mmp, an orc actually came to the Miracle Restaurant?
Does this luck have to be so cheating?
Although listening to the conversation, there is only one half-orc, but even if there is only one, once it turns into a beast, the Miracle Restaurant will be demolished by it!
One side is an orc, and the other side must be someone from the Anwu Bureau.
team leader?
Is there a small team near the Miracle Restaurant?
Tang Mubai cursed secretly in his heart, but remained calm on the surface as he left the aisle and delivered the dish in his hand to the designated table.
On the way back to the kitchen, my brain was spinning rapidly, thinking of countermeasures.
Before, Tang Mubai dared to guarantee that he would get the two groups who were planning to cause trouble out of the restaurant. It was the Sixth Sense that gave him the confidence.
The sixth sense with attribute 5 gave Tang Mubai a sensory ability that was five times stronger than that of ordinary people.
Is there any danger? How strong is the danger? Is there any certainty? How strong is the degree of certainty?
This kind of induction, which was not a precognitive ability but was comparable to a precognitive ability, gave Tang Mubai absolute confidence.
So, when he found out that someone dared to cause trouble in the Miracle Restaurant, he decided to take care of it himself.
But now, one of the two groups is an orc.
Things are different!
Half-orcs before turning into beasts and after turning into beasts are two different concepts.
Tang Mubai didn't dare to get involved without enough confidence.
For this reason, after leaving the lobby, Tang Mubai thought about it carefully and simply activated his sixth sense to sense how dangerous this matter was.
result……
"No danger?"
Tang Mubai was weird and his eyes rolled around.
Orcs, they are not in danger?
The sixth sense cannot fool anyone, let alone a sixth sense with attribute 5!
Sensing with full strength, there is no danger.
Gee, it looks like this thing is still going somewhere!
Thinking of this, Tang Mubai clapped his hands, returned to the serving area, picked up a dinner plate, and served food again.
Back in the lobby, while walking around, I sensed the orc's position, which was the source of another energy.
It's actually located in the west corner of the lobby!
He and the people from the Anwu Bureau happened to be on opposite ends of the spectrum.
"No wonder the people in this team dare to talk in low voices in the corner."
Tang Mubai thought to himself.
Carrying the dish, I walked around in a long circle before delivering the dish to the designated table.
When he returned to the kitchen, he deliberately walked towards where the orc was sitting.
As they got closer, Tang Mubai increased his hearing.
Suddenly, a strong heartbeat sounded in my ears.
This heartbeat is healthy, powerful, and full of vitality.
It's just that it seems a little too normal!
Compared to humans, even warriors stand out.
"So, before half-orcs transform into beasts, they are not indistinguishable from humans? Can they still be distinguished by the sound of their heartbeats?"
Tang Mubai pondered.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the orc calmly.
But he was a young man with a short hair, and his arms had bulging muscles.
Passing by calmly, heading towards the kitchen.
Tang Mubai thought quickly, and the next moment, his eyes lit up, and he quickly went to the wine warehouse, took a bottle of well-packaged red wine, and returned to the lobby.
He stood at the exit and pretended to look around. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the short-haired young man, who strode over with red wine in his hand.
…
The east corner of the lobby.
The four of them, Chen Hai, were eating while paying attention to the movement of the target.
Suddenly, Chen Hai's face changed and he shouted, "No, bad things are coming!"
"What's wrong?" A woman with shoulder-length hair sitting opposite Chen Hai resisted the urge to turn her head and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"
"It's a waiter!"
Diagonally across from the woman, a young man wearing glasses pushed up the special glasses on the bridge of his nose and whispered, "There is a waiter negotiating with the target."
"Is there something wrong with this?" A fat young man next to the woman asked in confusion, "Isn't it normal for a waiter to negotiate with a diner?"
"Yeah, what can this do to harm?" the woman agreed.
"If it was a normal negotiation, there would be no problem, but there is something wrong with this waiter. He seems to be entangled with the target!"
Chen Hai had a serious face and said in a deep voice, "It would be fine if it were someone else, but the target is an orc! If the target is offended, the waiter will be dead!"
"Even if the target does not transform into a beast, he is still a professional ninth-level warrior."
The young man wearing glasses said calmly, "The waiter looks like a warrior, but his energy and blood fluctuations are not strong. He is at most a third-level professional!"
"The third-level professional is fighting against the ninth-level professional? Damn it, where does he get the confidence?" the slightly fat young man said angrily.
"So you want bad things!"
Chen Hai shouted, his eyes flashing, trying his best to hold back and not stand up.
"Damn, this was already troublesome, and now it's even more chaotic." The fat young man cursed in a low voice.
"It's too late to say anything now. Everyone, be prepared. Once the target makes a move, rush over immediately!"
Chen Hai shouted in a low voice.
"clear!"
…
The west corner of the lobby.
Tang Mubai held the red wine in his hand and asked with a confused look on his face, "Sir, are you sure you haven't ordered a drink?"
"Definitely, definitely, definitely!"
The short-haired young man said impatiently, "How many times do you have to tell me before you believe me?"
"But……"
"Okay, okay, I agree with you. I want this bottle of red wine. Is this okay?"
The short-haired young man was angry and interrupted Tang Mubai's speech.
"Thank you, sir." Tang Mubai smiled happily, put down the red wine, picked up the corkscrew, opened the red wine with a "pop" sound, and filled the cup for the short-haired young man.
Finally, he put down the bottle, bowed slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Sir, please use it slowly."
"Well, please step back..."
Buzz!
The short-haired young man was in a trance for a while.
"Supernatural power: control pressure, activate!"
In the midst of lightning and flint, Tang Mubai released a wave of coercion, covering the short-haired young man.
At the same time, with his extended right hand, lightning struck the back of the short-haired young man's head.
Snapped!
There was a slight sound, and the short-haired young man was knocked unconscious before he could react in time.
The upper body fell forward and the head dropped to the table.
But a second before he touched the table, Tang Mubai had quick hands and eyes, supported him, and said worriedly, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"
"problem occurs!"
In the east corner, Chen Hai's eyelids twitched, he stood up suddenly and walked quickly towards Tang Mubai.
Three young men wearing glasses followed closely behind. They walked through the noisy lobby and came to the west corner.
"Hey, Lao Li?"
Chen Hai arrived with his front legs and his back legs showed a different expression. He looked at the short-haired young man who was being supported by Tang Mubai and exclaimed in surprise.
"Sir, do you know him?"
When Tang Mubai heard this, he looked up at Chen Hai and said happily.
"Yes, he is a former colleague of mine, named Li Bin."
Chen Hai said, took out the Anwu Bureau ID card, handed it to Tang Mubai to read, and whispered, "I am from the Anwu Bureau. If you are worried, little brother, you can check the number on it!"