The welcome dinner was held in the magnificent and elegant rotunda of the Château de la Manor. The tall rotunda was enough to accommodate hundreds of people to dine at the same time, because the lifting frame was so tall that Ye Tian was not used to this huge echo.

As Lawrence expected, except for a few Asians who were somewhat interested in Ye Tian, the other killers and various staff of the manor only cared about bowing their heads and eating their favorite delicious food. just raised his head from time to time to look at this new little guy with an expressionless face, or inadvertently revealed a hint of murder.

The only thing that interested everyone was why Lawrence would throw such a grand dinner party for a teenage Asian boy.

Because he wanted Ye Tian to find someone to open the knife himself, Lawrence did not introduce the cause of Samoyed's death to these killers who were above the top. This is also what Lawrence discussed with Ye Tian, and it is more suitable to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger here.

When Ye Tian came to the restaurant, he saw that the so-called welcome dinner held by this old thing was purely a dinner party on weekdays, and those phone calls were just what Lawrence pretended, this old guy did these things, in fact, it was for Ye Tian's hands, no, it was the jade pendant in the crotch of his pants.

However, such an environment is just right for Ye Tian. Without those dead fat people and those who grabbed food by themselves, Ye Tian didn't know how fart it was. At that moment, Ye Tian was like a human-shaped meat grinder with full horsepower, unceremoniously pulling all the food on the table into his plate, ready to find a place to feast.

"Kid, this chicken roll is mine. Ye Tian looked up and saw a fat man who was more than two meters tall, looking down at his plate. The face is full of dismissive arrogance and prejudice against people of color. Ye Tian turned his head to look at Lawrence, and found that this old guy was sitting and eating like no one else, while chatting with the people next to him.

"Isn't it on your plate?"

The white fat man's face was full of meat, and he pointed to the chicken roll on Ye Tian's plate and said, "I'm optimistic about this piece." ”

Ye Tian nodded with a smile, it was too hard to speak English, since someone was finding fault, it was better to respond with practical actions.

Looking at his chicken rolls, Ye Tian picked up a fork and put the chicken rolls into the fat man's plate.

The fat man nodded with satisfaction: "It's pretty much the same, count you in。。。。。 The fat man's words had just been halfway through, and something surprising to everyone happened, only to see Ye Tian cough violently a few times, and then spit out a mouthful of phlegm into the fat man's plate. After that, Ye Tian made a gesture of invitation and said, "Since it's your chicken roll, then I'll give it back to you." Eat it while it's hot, or my phlegm won't taste good when it's cold. ”

The restaurant, which had been filled with whispered conversations, fell silent in an instant, and finally it was so quiet that there was no sound of chewing. No one expected this newcomer to be so violent, and unless Lawrence intervened to mediate such a provocation, even if he was not killed, he would be missing arms and legs.

The fat face of the white fat man turned the color of pig liver, and his fist, which was not much smaller than Ye Tian's head, was clenched with a rattling sound, and even the dinner plate in his hand turned into a strange shape under his vigorous pinching.

The fat white man gasped and turned his head to look at Lawrence. found that Lawrence didn't even mean to care when he smiled, and his heart suddenly swelled with murderous intent.

Ye Tian didn't care, such a fat man was just a piece of fat that could move to Ye Tian. If this guy dares to do it to himself, at least let him break one arm - Ye Tianke firmly remembered Huang Laoxi's teachings, and firmly implemented the principle that if he can cause trouble, he must cause trouble.

But the fat man's next words made Ye Tian suddenly killed.

"You people of Huaxia dare to insult the noble white race on the soil of Europe!" Throwing the dinner plate in his hand on the ground, the fat man's face returned to normal. It's just that looking at Ye Tian's eyes is not normal, just like looking at a dying person.

It's a fucking white-haired pig who discriminates against people of color, and before Ye Tiankou can fight back, a short Asian jumps out of the dining table next to him: "Baga! How can you, a white-skinned pig, an excellent ninja in the Japanese Empire, scold it?" This little man's body technique is extremely weird and fast, and his technique of drawing the knife is smooth, which makes Ye Tian nod secretly.

Ye Tian looked around and found that the old fellow Lawrence was sitting in his seat with a smile and making a gesture of invitation to himself, without the slightest intention of stopping. And the others seemed accustomed to such fights, eating their food with relish while waiting for blood to flow all over the ground. It seems that this kind of fighting has become commonplace within the group, but I don't know how Lawrence usually controls the scope of the fight.

"Why don't you two fight first?" Seeing the little devil rushing up with a *, Ye Tian pondered that he should let the two of them fight first.

Unexpectedly, the two of them shook their heads at the same time. The fat man said: "The Japanese blood is much more noble than yours, and I will not fight with him." ”

Little Japan looked at Ye Tian contemptuously, spat on the ground, and scolded in jerky Chinese: "You, the sick man of East Asia!"

Ye Tian originally wanted to take a white fat man to open the knife, but this devil took the initiative to stand up, how could Ye Tian let go of this opportunity?

Thinking of this, Ye Tian waved his hand at the white fat man: "Okay, today Lao Tzu will kill this Japanese devil first, and you will be lucky." ”

"East Asian sick man?" Ye Tian stretched his arm with a smile and hooked his finger at Xiao Japan: "Come, I'll see what kind of kung fu you Japanese dog can take." ”

Modern Chinese history is a tragic song full of blood, tears and humiliation. In particular, Japan, an island nation, brought great disasters to the country of China, and during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, more than 35 million soldiers and civilians died. Mountains and rivers are broken, and blood is thousands of miles. This kind of national hatred and family hatred is enough for Ye Tian to kill this devil.

Looking at the little devil's glittering cold light*, Ye Tian asked with interest, "I heard that you still have the habit of committing suicide by caesarean section?"

The little devil sat cross-legged on the ground, wiped it with a snow-white rag, and said proudly: "This is the noblest bushido spirit of our Yamato nation! Amaterasu bless us with good luck and prosperity, let us, under the leadership of His Majesty the Emperor, once again seize your land and kill all your people!"

Ye Tian waved his hand and said, "That's all later, I'm relieved that you are still disemboweling." Wait a while and you'll lose, and I'll stand next to you and watch you disembowel. ”

Although Little Japan can speak Huaxia, he is still confused by Ye Tian's logic. looked at Ye Tian strangely, and opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

Ye Tian turned around and asked Lawrence, "You don't mind killing him here, right?"

Lawrence said embarrassedly: "In order to achieve a strong goal, the killer group does not object to reasonable internal personnel to have a reasonable exchange, and in the process of fighting, it is inevitable that there will be casualties, which is also unavoidable。。。。。 ”

Before Lawrence finished speaking, Ye Tian turned his head and walked towards Little Japan, muttering as he walked: "Okay, I know, when Lao Tzu kills this little devil and is in a good mood, the pendant will be sold to you for 500 million." ”

Lawrence immediately stood up like a chicken blood: "I declare that the indiscriminate contest will begin immediately. ”