The passage leading to the cafeteria was much longer than the one leading to the manager's office, and after walking for a while, Zhang Shun followed the blind man into an antique dining room...... Perhaps it would be more appropriate to replace the word "ancient" with the word "old".

There was only a small window in the dining room, and the light shining in was pitifully weak, so it had to be lit during the day, but the light bulb that was estimated to be less than ten watts was not as good as the hole, and the whole dining room was so dim that when Zhang Shungang walked in, he felt like driving into a tunnel with a momentary sense of blindness.

Adapting to the darkness here, Zhang Shun saw the layout of the dining room clearly, the small wooden tables and chairs here are basically unprocessed-the smooth table top is ground out of the dishes, the chair surface is clean and the buttocks are rubbed out, and the edges and corners of all the tables and chairs have been rounded.

Find a table and sit down, the blind Taoist beckoned Zhang Shun to sit down, and the water monk took turns to walk into the small kitchen on the side, and after a while, he brought out seven or eight dishes and three empty bowls, Zhang Shun approached the table to take a closer look, and couldn't help but shout "good" for the food here: all the dishes on the plate are full of meat dishes, none of them are vegetarian, and they can't even find a string of meat.

The three of them began to eat meat with empty bowls, and Monk Shui also took out a wine jar from the kitchen and drank it in a big gulp, his eyes getting brighter and brighter the more he drank.

Zhang Shun was so hungry that he panicked, regardless of the fact that he stuffed his mouth full of meat, chewing hard while thinking about serving a bowl of rice. The water monk guessed Zhang Shun's thoughts, put down the wine jar without saying a word, took Zhang Shun's bowl and walked into the kitchen, and after a while, he handed a bowl of tamales to Zhang Shun, and it was very solid.

Zhang Shun took this bowl of fat and thin steamed pork in horror, just smelling the taste, he already felt that his stomach was moaning, if he ate it, he was afraid that the gallbladder would explode, right? However, he had to skip this meal, otherwise he would starve again in the afternoon, and he asked the blind man if he had any water to drink, and wanted to use it for meat.

The blind man nodded disdainfully, meaning that this little thing still needs to be asked? However, when he reached out to take the monk's wine jar, he saw that the monk's eyes were as bright as wolf's eyes and flashlights were glaring at him, so he had to bow his head and smile, and walked into the kitchen in a hurry, and after a while, he brought out a bowl with a pale yellow liquid and handed it to Zhang Shun, and the wine was fragrant.

Zhang Shun was a little hesitant with the bowl of wine, not that he didn't like to drink, but he didn't have the habit of starting to drink at noon, and he began to recall again whether he was reborn or crossed over - a large piece of meat and a small bowl of wine, how do you look like he is doing a deal for the heavens, although his name is Zhang Shun, but he really hasn't been to Liangshan, and besides, he hasn't gotten the name certificate yet, why did he start drinking?

Just as he was hesitating, Zhang Shun inadvertently saw that a drop of crystal clear oil was overflowing from the corner of the blind man's mouth, and slowly slid to his chin, and suddenly he felt that his throat and eyes were also bubbling with oil, and he hurriedly sent the bowl to his mouth and poured a big mouthful.

The wine was excellent, and it slid down the throat into the stomach, and the greasy oil that was about to move disappeared without a trace, which was more effective than drinking bitter tea.

Putting down the bowl containing the wine, Zhang Shun took a few more bites of the meat, and felt that the oil was already shaking in his stomach, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks. A person on an empty stomach is easy to eat, and he will feel full when he has a little bit of something in his stomach, not to mention that he eats a lot of meat this time, and this kind of fine fiber is more solid than the pile of wild vegetables.

Seeing Zhang Shun put down his chopsticks, the blind monk glanced at the water monk and asked Zhang Shun: "How is it, is it delicious?" As soon as he finished speaking, he and Monk Shui desperately put meat in their respective bowls.

Zhang Shun knew that there was a mystery when he saw the actions of the two, but he really couldn't find anything wrong with this question, so he had to answer: "The taste is very good, but the food is too good, don't let those students who eat in the cafeteria know, otherwise it will ......."

Before he finished speaking, the two people at the same table suddenly raised their bowls and flashed them to both sides, and the water monk did not forget to mention his wine jar, and at the same time, something suddenly flew out of the crack in the door of the kitchen that was not tightly closed, and hit the opposite wall with a "dang" sound, changing the trajectory like a ricochet and flying towards Zhang Shun's side, the speed was extremely fast.

Zhang Shun used an ability in a panic, and then remembered that he was already a wasted person, and seeing that his brain was about to suffer, he hurriedly raised his hand to block it, but after the thing flew above the table, it suddenly fell, and it was nailed to the table with a "grab".

This is a boning knife with a black back and a sharpened blade, that is, the kind of pointed kitchen knife, the tip of which is deeply inserted into the tabletop, and people who don't have much strength are estimated to be unable to pull it out.

The wine that Zhang Shun just drank was immediately discharged with sweat and flowed down his backbone into the groove of his buttocks. He has seen flying knives, and he will throw them, but it is the first time he has used a boning knife as a flying knife, and the rebound angle of hitting the wall, the flight distance and strength of the knife are so good, this technique is not ordinary!

Immediately afterwards, a huge figure bent down and drilled out of the kitchen door, and Zhang Shun almost fell down on his back when he saw this person.

This guy is two meters away, his chest must be at least one and a half meters, his shoulders are big and his waist is round, and he is so strong that people can't look at him directly. He wore a dirty apron and long black hair on both arms, presumably based on his design.

In addition to his figure, this man's face also looks like a cow, the most conspicuous thing is the wide and long nose, the nostrils are large enough to fit an egg, the bridge of the nose extends to the flat head as if it had been smashed by an anvil, there is not a single hair on the top of the head, but the cheeks and chin have thick, black whiskers like steel needles, if you can find two horns on the head, it is definitely more than enough to be MT.

The "Minotaur" walked to Zhang Shun's table, stretched out two fingers to pinch the handle of the boning knife, easily pulled the knife out of the table, and then pointed to the wall with the tip of the knife, and walked into the kitchen without looking back.

Zhang Shun looked at the wall, only to find that there were three lines of red letters on the wall that were so light that they could barely be seen:

Food reviews are not allowed

Do not ask for beef

No leftovers

After reading these three lines, Zhang Shun raised his middle finger at the blind Taoist and water monk who were already sitting at another table eating meat, and the Taoist priest smiled with a thief's eyebrows, and oil flowed out from the corner of his mouth from time to time; The monk squinted and drank, his eyes full of smiles.

"You guys are bullying newcomers, I'm going to tell the boss to go." Zhang Shun said as he lifted the bowl again and tried to eat the tamales - commenting on the food once he made a taboo, the boning knife would be nailed to the table, and if he committed it again because of the leftover "rice", maybe the knife would have to be nailed to the door of the head.

Hearing Zhang Shun's words, the monk and Taoist priest hurriedly sat back in his place, and said with a smile on his face: "Just kidding, just kidding!" The chef has a big temper, but his knife skills are excellent, and he will never hurt anyone, you have also seen it, this knife just now didn't even break a plate, so you don't have to trouble the boss if it's a big fart, isn't he trying to find a way for you? Don't bother him. ”

Zhang Shun thought about it as embarrassed and nodded in agreement. Naturally, he didn't really complain, but just took the opportunity to test the old bottom of the Taoist monk, and it can be seen from the performance of the two that they are very afraid of the boss, and at the same time, it is definitely not simple for Zhang Shun to determine the identity of the boss.

Finally finished eating all the tamales in the bowl, Zhang Shun felt that the food had piled up to his throat, and waited for the Taoist monk to eat all the things in the bowl, and the three walked back to the lobby.

There were already four more people in the lobby at this time, the first one was a handsome middle-aged man, he was standing in front of the reception desk and talking to Mr. Yang, behind him stood two big men in black suits and black sunglasses, at a glance they knew that they were bodyguards, and behind them was a young girl with a delicate small suitcase.

The girl was about eighteen or nine years old, with a ponytail and a black cap with the Australian Open logo on it, and the lowered brim blocked her eyes and nose, revealing only a slightly thin but very beautiful lip with flat corners that made it impossible to guess her mood at this time.

Her upper body was wearing a white T-shirt with a large neckline, her collarbone was half exposed, and her lower body was a pair of beige five-point pants, the trouser cuffs were just above the knee, and the exposed calves were beautiful and her complexion was healthy.

This dress, combined with her bumpy figure, is estimated to have a lower return rate when walking on the street than people who don't wear anything.

Probably out of the corner of her eyes, she saw someone coming out of the aisle, and the girl raised her head and looked at Zhang Shun and the others curiously.

Zhang Shun felt that his appearance was mediocre, and he was very inconspicuous compared to the two people beside him, but unfortunately he was wrong, the girl looked at him very "generously", and then looked at the water monk and the blind Taoist, and the time that her eyes stayed on everyone was about half a second, and she was not biased because of the appearance of each person, and after a hurried glance at the three of them, she lowered her head again and returned to her previous posture.

Zhang Shun realized that he was not as inconspicuous as he imagined, full of torn T-shirts, jeans that were worn to the point of almost trendy, and shoes that were so dirty that they looked like they had been stepped on by tens of thousands of people...... The three of them came out together as a combination of monks, Taoist priests, and Huazi.

The girl briefly raised her head, allowing Zhang Shun to see her eyes, which were a pair of clear, bright, and very smart apricot eyes, from which it could be seen that she was trying to suppress her curiosity.

The middle-aged man in front of the reception desk seemed to be more familiar with this place, he turned to the water monk and the blind Taoist priest to say hello, and nodded to Zhang Shun in a friendly manner. Zhang Shun felt that he was very familiar, and after thinking for a while, he finally remembered that he had only seen a report about this person in the city newspaper provided by the Bolt Hotel "yesterday", and the content of the report was no longer remembered, but this person was imprinted in his mind - Yu Qing, the richest businessman in Qingji City, has a pivotal position and high influence in the city, lost his wife at an early age, and has a daughter, although he is a standard diamond king, Yu Qing has never married, and even scandals rarely appear.

Of course, "yesterday" is ten years later, and it is impossible to determine what Yu Qing's situation is now, but it will not be too bad to think about, and in this way, that girl is Yu Qing's daughter Yu Xiaoyao.

Walking directly to the reception desk, Zhang Shun blatantly listened to the conversation between Yu Qing and Mr. Yang - he is also a member of the Wufu Inn now, and his qualifications must be no problem, and if Yu Qing lives in the hotel, he will be the object he wants to protect, and if he can learn more things, he may be able to have one more way to save his life - not only Yu Qing's, but also his own.

Since Zhang Shun came out with the monk and Taoist, the two bodyguards behind Yu Qing did not react to his approach.

Yu Qing also didn't mind Zhang Shun approaching, and continued to say to Mr. Yang: "Then please leave it to you, how much is it to stay for one night now?" ”

"10,000 for one night, 60% off for regular customers, 6,000 for you." Probably there is money to collect, Mr. Yang's tone is completely different from when he faced Zhang Shun before, and the cold feeling has disappeared.

Yu Qing looked grateful, handed over a bank card and said: "There are one million in it, the password is six zeros, Xiao Yao lives here, the time is uncertain, you just look at the buckle." ”

Mr. Yang honestly and unceremoniously "snatched" the card and handed Yu Qing a key, on which hung a golden sign with the dripping ...... Earthworm. Zhang Shun looked at the bank card that Mr. Yang was holding tightly, and once again regretted that he had offered too little, and that he had to ask for 6,000 for a discount for one night, and he only took 2,000 a month, and he probably wouldn't live for 100 days......

After the handover, Mr. Yang shouted: "There are guests on the second floor, and the Taoist priest carries his luggage." ”

As soon as Mr. Yang's words fell, a screeching brake suddenly sounded outside the door, Zhang Shun frowned and looked outside, and stopped a dilapidated van behind a black SUV at the entrance of the inn.

The side door of the van slid open, and five people jumped out of the rear compartment in a menacing manner, only the driver was still sitting in the car, and the car did not turn off.

After the five people got out of the car, they walked into the inn in a formation of three before and two behind, and among the two people behind, one person stopped when he walked next to the water monk, and asked the monk in a low voice, until the other person walked next to the blind Taoist, and the two of them took out the machete on their waists at the same time and put it against the neck of the monk and the Taoist priest respectively.

The shock was abrupt, and the three bodyguards who walked in front took out the pistols in their arms before they reacted, and the two pistols put the muzzles of the guns against the heads of the two big men, and the leader aimed at Yu Qing.

The small suitcase in Yu Xiaoyao's hand fell to the ground with a "horn", she looked at her father, her eyes were full of worry and anxiety, but she was not afraid, she clenched her fists tightly but there was nothing she could do.

The lobby was eerily quiet for a while.

"Who are you?" The man who was aiming at Fang Qing with a pistol turned his head and asked Zhang Shun.

At this time, the only people in the lobby who have not been subdued are Yu Xiaoyao, Mr. Yang and Zhang Shun, and it will take time for Mr. Yang to come out of the reception desk, which is enough for these people to react; Yu Qing was targeted by a pistol, Yu Xiaoyao definitely didn't dare to mess around, and Zhang Shun became the most threatening person.

"I ...... I'm living ...... Asking for food...... Uncle...... The hero spared his life......" Zhang Shun raised his hands trembling above his shoulders, trying his best to pretend to be afraid. He was dressed like a beggar, and in this case, the more unbearable he was, the easier it was for the other party to let his guard down.

Sure enough, the other party smiled contemptuously, didn't bother to pay attention to Zhang Shun anymore, turned his head to Qing and said: "Don't move, our target is not you, I guess you can't do it for a smart person like you to eat guns for nothing, but your daughter has to go with us, don't worry, we just collect money to do things, and we will never hurt her a hair." ”

It can be seen from the action patterns of these people that they are all professional kidnappers and indeed do not hurt people easily, but it is extremely difficult to find them again after kidnapping the target, and if Yu Xiaoyao is really taken away, the hope of finding her is very slim.

Although he was a little anxious, Zhang Shun remained calm and secretly observed his surroundings. Although he is already the third protector here, he doesn't have any weapons yet, and even if he does, it will not be easy to deal with three pistols.

It seems that the only thing that can be used next to him is the old-fashioned telephone, which is strong and heavy, and there is a real bell in it instead of relying on electronic pronunciation, of course, with Zhang Shun's strength, if he wields the phone, he will definitely lose his accuracy, but the handset can be used well, and all that is needed now is timing.

The opportunity came soon, and the leader of the kidnappers saw that Yu Qing's face was red with anxiety but he didn't dare to act rashly, he grinned happily again, and turned around to take Yu Xiaoyao hostage and leave.