With a little impatience, she repeated the price again, and after seeing that Mr. Faraday still did not react, Katie's sweet smile faded, and she slowly took a few steps back, and began to greet her colleague Jerome who was not far away.

It was a big guy with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, full of deterrence, even if there were gangsters who wanted to make trouble, most of them would be interesting in front of his burly figure, so let him deal with this madman, he didn't want to suffer.

It took about 5 seconds for Mr. Faraday to eat a whole hamburger, but he still felt the hunger in his stomach not subside. He turned his head to look around him in confusion, the big fat man was already eating his second burger, he still had half of it in his hand, and he was chewing and looking at Mr. Faraday with hellish eyes, his eyes didn't blink at all, obviously thinking that this guy's eating was really exaggerated.

Mr. Faraday and the big fat man's mung bean little eyes met for a moment, then moved their eyes to the remaining half of the hamburger in his hand, walked over in two steps, grabbed it in his hand, stuffed it into his mouth before he could react, and chewed it quickly.

"Hey! What the are you doing? ”

The big fat man, who had been watching the excitement, was suddenly upset, and he stood up quickly, and his size was a full two laps larger than that of the stout Mr. Faraday, and he was obviously not afraid of this strange man who grabbed his burger.

"Sir! Please don't bother, you'd better pay the money and leave, or we'll have to inform the police. Jerome, who was called over by the sweet girl Katie, just saw this scene, frowned, and secretly shouted in his heart that he was unlucky, it seems that he is really a nervous disorder, and he has to be blown away quickly.

This little commotion was apparently starting to attract the attention of the other customers, and they all turned their eyes to it, and even those who sat a little further away craned their necks to see what was going on.

Half a hamburger still hadn't satisfied Mr. Faraday's appetite, and he swallowed the last bit of minced meat and began to roll his gaze to see if there was anything similar beside him. However, the big fat man who was robbed of the hamburger had lost his patience and rolled up his sleeves directly, revealing his thick arms covered with sweat hair. A handful reached out to him, as if to grab his clothes and teach him a lesson.

However, his hand was only halfway blocked because Mr. Faraday reached out and pinched his wrist at a faster pace, only to hear the continuous crunch of "click, click. The fat palm drooped down at a strange angle, looking strangely shaped, obviously crushed directly.

"Ahh My God! Let me go...... Let go of my ......"

The big fat man, who wanted to show off his strength, immediately revealed his true form, and his fat body slanted down with the grabbed wrist, trying to relieve a little pain through this strange posture. Tears and snot flowed out instantly, and there was a begging howl.

Mr. Faraday didn't look at him at all, instead continuing to look at the food on the tables next to him. The patrons at the tables were staring at them with wide eyes, and the big fat man who was cried like a baby by his palm, was obviously startled by the strange scene.

"Oh! No! Let's go, Billy. ”

A middle-aged woman apparently reacted the fastest, picking up the little boy who was fighting with a sandwich next to her and her face covered in salad dressing, pushing up a chair and walking away, apparently worried that the two would fight and hurt the pond fish.

"Sir! Mr! I'm warning you! Hey! Say what about you! Let him go! ”

The strong man Jerome didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, this psychosis began to hurt people. Although he complained about the useless dead fat man in his heart, he still didn't take it seriously, and rushed over violently, punching directly at Mr. Faraday's head. This powerful punch danced in the air, making a dull wind sound, and it was absolutely uncomfortable to take it.

Jerome's goal was accomplished, and Mr. Faraday immediately let go of the fat man's hand, but blocked the punch with a speed that he could barely see. As the familiar "click" sound sounded continuously, the pain hit, and Jerome finally understood why the big fat man was crying like an idiot. It so hurts!

The fingers of this madman were like iron tongs firmly clenching his fist, and the force was incredibly great, so that his palms were crushed without any resistance.

Damn it! However, the nickname of the hard man Jerome is not called in vain, although it hurts so much that he wants to scold his mother. Still gritting his teeth, he flew up and kicked the madman in front of him.

It's a pity that he forgot one thing, man has two hands.

So his right leg also fell into Mr. Faraday's hands, and he made those "clicks" again. It was the third time Jerome had heard the voice in a minute, but he couldn't think about it anymore because the double pain was too much for him to bear. As Mr. Faraday let go, he fell straight down, knocked over a chair next to him, and lay on the ground screaming loudly.

"Ah, bastard, call the police! You executioner! ”

The big fat man who suffered first cried so much that he sat on a chair holding his arms, but he didn't dare to touch them, so he could only cry and ask for help.

His cry was obviously louder than that of Jerome, so he once again succeeded in attracting Mr. Faraday's attention, and he no longer looked at the food next to him, but stared at the fat flesh that was shaking on the fat man's face, and his keen hearing clearly detected the sound of his heart beating violently, and sensed the blood flowing in the veins under the thin skin, and his eyes showed a curious and greedy look, and slowly leaned his head over.

Not?

The fat man who was crying was frightened by his strange behavior and wanted to shrink back, but his reaction seemed to touch a certain nerve of Mr. Faraday, and he saw his neck reach forward at a very fast speed, and his mouth instantly bit the other party's cheek, and immediately tore off a large piece of flesh and blood.

Yes! This feeling! This fresh, tender texture is delicious!

A feeling of comfort from the inside out made Mr. Faraday shiver, almost without the process of chewing, he couldn't wait to swallow this piece of flesh, and then pressed the other party's shoulders, leaned down and tore it with a big mouth, due to the excessive force, this time directly pressed the fat man's fat body to the ground, and suddenly the flesh and blood flew sideways, bright red overflowed, and the fat man almost had the slightest strength to resist, let out a few sharp and extremely miserable howls, and after a moment of convulsions, there was no movement.

This creepy and terrifying scene finally broke the already fragile nerves of the onlookers, and they screamed and panicked so much that no one dared to sit down anymore, and even blocked the door and tore up because they were in a hurry to run out.

There was chaos in the store, and Katie, who was about to call the police with her mobile phone, did not have the sweet smile on her face, but was frightened and overwhelmed, trembling while retreating and wanting to dial, but she couldn't press the dial-out button for a long time, and finally gave up simply, let out a scream and turned around to run out of the back.

Fortunately, she didn't need to worry about it anymore, because almost at the same time, the nearby Orange County (orange_county) police station had received seven or eight police calls, about the complaint of a man-eating monster on Ninth Street, and all kinds of vivid and brain-opening statements almost made the operator think it was a prank, until the same phone calls appeared in a row, he knew that it was not good, and immediately called the police.

LAPD Superintendent Dicki? Quake was leaning in the car and leisurely flipping through the newspaper, he looked up at his watch, the day's patrol was coming to an end, and he was going to a nearby bar for a drink in the evening. Today, his wife Laura took her two children to visit her aunt in a neighboring county, and he could only meet his partner, the young bachelor Tevin? Salisbury is also a good idea to have a quick bite to eat together and relax once in a while.

Unfortunately, the voice of the police radio soon shattered his dreams.

"After receiving a report, someone has committed murder and wounded someone at a fast food restaurant near Windley Automobile Group on Ninth Avenue on Commercial Street, and the suspect may be mentally abnormal and extremely dangerous, so please ask the nearby police officers to go to support immediately. Repeated, received a call, the 9th Avenue of the commercial street ......"

"Damn, why hasn't it been so peaceful lately." Dickey? Quake dropped the newspaper in his hand and picked up the car walkie-talkie to reply. "Headquarters, this is the 5th Patrol Sector HP-29, let's rush to the scene immediately."

He quickly rolled down the window and waved to his partner who walked out of the restaurant: "Hurry up, Tevin, there's work done!" ”

"Shit! It's not easy to eat, and where are the dog mongrels dishonest, if I catch them, I'll have to break their bones. ”

Tevin? Salisbury, with two bottles of cabbage soda in one hand and a sandwich burger in the other, rolled his eyes when he heard this, so he had to take two quick steps and squeeze into the car from the other side.

It's no wonder he doesn't take it seriously, although there are mostly civilians in this area, they are all poor ghosts, but the security is not bad, only occasionally there are some gangsters and bikers messing around, all of them belong to the type that scatters when they hear the siren, not to mention any trouble, but it takes time to write a report.

"Stop talking nonsense, fasten your seatbelts."

Dickey? Quake quickly turned the steering wheel, the police lights came on, and he sped away under the surprised eyes of passers-by. It was his favorite part, and every time the siren sounded, the eyes of ordinary people looking at him with awe, amazement, and attention, gave him a sense of satisfaction that was more enjoyable than smoking a few puffs of marijuana. Don't get me wrong, Superintendent Quake only plays with it occasionally in private, and doesn't indulge in it.

"Recently, the world has not been peaceful, there are always some strange cases of wounding, I heard that last week Beverly had a paparazzi die in the car, and the body was gnawed to a human shape. Hell, when did there still be a beast in the city? What's even more strange is that the guys over there dug three feet into the ground, and they didn't even find a single beast hair, only a few pet dogs running around, and Gasol and they were all almost confused. ”

Tewen stuffed a large sandwich into his mouth, and was devouring it, when he took a big sip of the vegetable root soda in his hand, and then replied comfortably: "No matter what kind of beast he is, he can't stand the gun." ”

Dickey? Quake kept the accelerator under his feet, and shook his head helplessly when he heard this, the young man was impetuous. (To be continued.) )xh118