This is supposed to be a desert town, and there are very few pedestrians on the street. However, there are still food stalls that are open for business.

In those shops, there are quite a few customers, and the smell of hot pot wafting out is quite strong, Cao Fang smelled the fragrance, and immediately burst into tears. Because, he has no money.

If you don't have any money, who is embarrassed to jump into the hotel, you can't afford to hurt it.

But Cao Fang is also a wonderful person, and after walking to the door of a store with a relatively hot business, he neither entered nor left. Just shook off the crab step, put on a very strong look, and walked around in front of the store with great fanfare, and anyone who looked at him would glare.

Even if no one looked at him, he would squint his eyes and look at the customers in the hotel in a strange way.

The meaning of wanting to find fault is very obvious.

This scene......

The hot pot restaurant that was immediately overcrowded was silent.

It's not that the customers in the store are afraid of Cao Fang, but that Cao Fang's image makes them disdainful of it. Yes, the old madman outside the store, not to mention that his body is as thin as firewood, and he is even older than he wants. Such an old guy who is about to wade into a coffin, who wants to be angry with him?

However, all of them have very ugly faces.

At this side, Cao Fang faced the gazes of everyone, and immediately felt happy, and immediately glared back without showing weakness. Before this, he had clearly observed that the diners who sat in the restaurant and ate and drank were almost all the kind of people who carried guns on their backs and were ready to fight at any time.

Cao Fang didn't believe it, with his posture of looking for scum so clearly, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hang the golden beetle's son-in-law, oh...... You can't get out of the way.

He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and looked over viciously.

Sure enough, in the Middle East, it's really easy to get into trouble.

"Smack!"

With the sound of slapping the table, a strong black man with a big waist and a round waist stood up violently, and when he raised his hand, a large plate of dishes smashed into Cao Fang with the plate.

"!"

Cao Fang scolded angrily, and when he wanted to dodge and avoid, his body movements couldn't keep up with the speed of nervous reactions, and immediately, he was treated as the first dish, and his face was red and bruised.

Not surprisingly, the laughter immediately shook the sky.

In the midst of that ridicule, Cao Fang stretched out his hand to wipe the leftover soup on his face, and when he put down his hand, he looked at the strong black man who threw the plate with a dazzled smile, with a thief's face.

He tilted his head up and down to look at the black man's dress, well, this big black man has a rifle on his shoulder, mine! Good fellow, this guy has a pistol pinned to his waist,...... Mine!

The two guns were connected, Cao Fang was very satisfied, and when he looked sideways, he took a fancy to the desert camouflage suit on the black man, although it was bigger, but it was okay, and he could still wear it.

After estimating the value of the target, Cao smiled happily and walked over to the black man with a shaking head.

He thinks that this is called being famous. If you don't hit me with a plate first, I'll rob you? Dude is a reasonable man.

So, you deserve it!

He walked forward with a smile, with a steady posture, and when he fell into the eyes of others, he couldn't help but open his mouth like a hippopotamus, and the same thought flashed in his mind-

"! This old guy is a madman, and now he is looking for his own death, no wonder others want to kill him. ”

In the silent atmosphere, except for Cao's slow forward movements, at this moment, only the black man was moving on the entire street.

Seeing the black man smiling, when he raised his hand, he pulled out his pistol gloomily, quickly opened the safety with a click, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at Cao Fang with a cold look.

The atmosphere at this moment was quickly cold, like the eve of a storm.

In front of everyone's eyes, Cao Fang pursed the corners of his lips disdainfully, and then continued to walk in an old-fashioned manner.

Everyone smiled wryly.

"Fuck!" the black man roared, his eyes already half-narrowed.

"Stop, stop......" Just then, a woman at his table reached out and pushed the black man's arm. Persuaded again and again, speaking in English.

The black man pointed at Cao Fang and shouted angrily, looking quite unconvinced.

"stop, stop......" the woman stretched out her hand again and again, shouting to stop. She dresses like a cheetah girl, hot and hot at the same time, but also exudes a capable energy, judging from her appearance, she should be a Chinese-American mixed-race.

After stopping the black man, the mixed-race girl looked at Cao Fang coldly and said, "Chinese?"

Very pure Chinese. Cao Fang immediately felt cordial and nodded, "Yes." ”

The woman's face softened a little, and said, "It's not easy for you to get old like this, come here, I'll treat you to a meal." ”

After Cao Fang heard this, he glanced at the black man with regret and decided that since this woman was exquisite, he couldn't trouble the black man anymore.

And the black man was even more depressed than Cao Fang at this moment, but his companion had already come forward to invite Cao Fang, and he had no choice. had no choice but to spit on the ground fiercely when he glared at Cao Fang.

"Be content, if it weren't for this girl's face, I would have stripped you of you. Cao Fang raised his eyebrows, chirped crookedly in his heart, walked to the dining table, and sat down honestly and unceremoniously.

Deaf, a large pot of fragrant mutton shabu immediately attracted Cao Fang's eyes. He felt that he hadn't seen such a delicacy in a hundred years. Immediately started and ate a lot of food.

It's fragrant, it's delicious!

Next to her, the mixed-race woman glanced at Cao Fang, who was immersed in eating, and said lightly: "At such an age, why did you come to the Middle East?"

However, in Cao Fang's subconscious, he never felt that he was old, so he didn't feel that the mixed-race child was talking to him, so he continued to bury his head in eating and was very happy.

The half-breed woman looked at him again, frowned, picked up her phone, and watched.

After a long time, Cao Fang finally finished eating, and shrugged his shoulders at the half-breed girl and said, "Thank you." The next time I meet you, I'll treat you back, big dinner. The most luxurious restaurant invites you. ”

The half-breed woman looked up, a mockery flashed in the depths of her eyes, and shook her head, "No need. But I still want to remind you that you are so old, it is better to return to China early. ”

"No problem. Cao Fang nodded and said boldly: "In a few days, I will be able to get a lot of money and go home in style, heh, I'm really looking forward to it......"

"A lot of money?" the half-breed woman rolled her eyes and said speechlessly, "Hey, you're crazy, and I don't know how you got to where you are now." It's like this time, if it weren't for me, you would already be a corpse. ”

"Nothing like that. Cao said loudly, "If it weren't for you, your companion would have been stripped into a naked pig by me." ”

I'm going to go!

The mixed-race woman is super speechless. Don't bother with this crazy old man.

Cao Fang smiled, glanced at the woman deeply, remembered the other party's appearance, and then walked to the bar, grabbed a pen and paper by himself. Then walk back to the table, slap the paper on the table, turn around and go.

The mixed-race woman rolled her eyes and looked at his back, and then picked up the note very gossipily, only to see a row of Chinese characters written on it.

"Today, I Cao Fang, when I was down, I met a mixed-race woman with a habit of rolling her eyes and invited me to a meal. Therefore, this article is left as a memorial. ”

"This dead old man!" the unrestrainedly dressed half-breed woman was angry, slammed the table, and yelled in her voice: "When did the old lady have a habit of rolling her eyes?"

Fly into a rage!

When he looked out with angry eyes, he saw the thin figure of the old guy, still staggering forward.

Speechless.

The mixed-race girl became more and more depressed, she was not in the habit of chasing centenarians......