Rachel and I went downstairs, got in the car, and went straight to the Chinese restaurant provided by the Japanese chick.

On the way, I pondered and analyzed repeatedly.

I feel that this escape on the old devil should be, I didn't have the cause and effect before. Now, it's printed on the old devil.

If I want to solve the Nielsen matter smoothly. We have to put an end to this causal judgment first.

Taoist cause and effect is like this.

You did something that left a lot of consequences and no end. Then, when you do the second thing, you have to face the many tails left by the past.

This is true of all things in the world.

It's the same for our day-to-day work. A job, can't be done, feel troublesome, and then give up. I took over the next job, and found that if I wanted to solve it, I had to solve the trouble of the previous job.

One cause and one effect, escape from each other.

This is the most basic causal model.

Rachel drove the car fast.

A little more than an hour later, we arrived at this Chinese restaurant in a Chinese neighborhood.

The façade of the restaurant is large and well decorated.

It can be seen that the person who runs the restaurant is a Chinese with very strong capital.

The Chinese have established themselves in the United States and have relied heavily on Chinese food. Therefore, here, when China is mentioned, many people immediately subconsciously swallow their saliva.

Rachel parked the car.

Get out of the car and walk into the store.

The little Chinese girl who felt very kind immediately greeted us and asked us what we wanted to eat tonight in a string of fluent English.

I laughed, and then I said in standard Mandarin, "Hello, we're looking for a few Japanese friends." ”

When the little sister heard this, she said with a smile on her face: "The Japanese friend that Mr. is looking for is on the second floor, Lanxing Pavilion." ”

Me: "Thank you. ”

There are almost no private rooms in restaurants in the United States.

But this Chinese restaurant is special because it doesn't have a hall, it's all private rooms.

Therefore, at a glance, you can see that this place is by no means the kind of ordinary Chinese restaurant that delivers takeaways, and its positioning is very high-end.

Following my sister's instructions, Rachel and I went up to the second floor.

There was silence in the hallway.

I only saw three or five waiters from different boxes, bringing plates in. A little, and then again.

I followed the instructions on the door number and found the Lanxing Pavilion with the logo in Chinese and English.

When I got to the door, I was about to knock on the door, when I suddenly thought again, no. What is the reason for this to go inside?

After weighing it twice, I motioned for Rachel not to move, and I, with her, one on each side, stood in the doorway, and then began to listen.

That's right, the two of us, just like two gods, standing here.

When a waiter passed by, he was only surprised, but he did not question or doubt.

As soon as a person is quiet, his ears are much more sensitive.

Gradually, I heard the conversation in the room.

It's a pity that this is standard Japanese.

Not in Chinese and not in English......

At this time, I could have called the old devil and made a small communication.

But I have other plans.

I couldn't understand Japanese, but I could hear the tone.

The tone inside is very wrong, listen carefully, it seems to be arguing about something, and it is very loud!

Other than that......

Hey, here, how can there be any movement of Chinese speaking.

It sounds very slight, very small.

However, if you listen carefully, you can still hear things like "Look, let's go first." ”

"Wait, wait......"

That's the case.

Moreover, one of these two conversations sounds quite familiar.

Could it be him?

My heart moved! Now, I couldn't care so much, gritted my teeth, turned around, stretched out my hand, and knocked on the door.

Inside the house, there was no movement all of a sudden.

I smiled inwardly.

Then, gently push the door open.

The moment the door opened, the first thing that caught your eye was a small tea room with very elaborate decoration. There is a large tea table with many chairs around it. But there were no people sitting on it.

Next to the tea room is the dining room, in which there is a large round table, surrounded by at least ten people.

I went into the house with Rachel.

The people at the table at the same time turned their eyes on me.

I smiled and swept the faces one by one.

Then, I froze.

The reason that stunned me was not the old devil Tanimura, nor Comrade Yanagi beside him. Not a strange Chinese I am not familiar with.

I was amazed at him!

How did he end up here?

Moreover, his body seems to have recovered a lot, and his face has returned to the domineering unique to the strong! And that touch of the vicissitudes of the world!

And his name is funny, because, I used to call him, Wheelchair Ro!

It's been almost a year! I haven't seen this old fellow anymore.

And in the course of the year, wheelchairs have changed a lot, a lot. He regained his former self-confidence and became much stronger.

I came uninvited.

So, according to the Chinese etiquette, I hugged my fist, and then I said to the old devil Tanimura: "Mr. Tanimura, I'm really sorry, I encountered a traffic jam on the road and was late." ”

In the valley village, there are many old people and ghosts.

With a roll of his eyes, he instantly understood, and then he said, "Come, Mr. Ji, come here, these are a few friends from the Japanese community, and in addition, there are two Chinese business partners, come here, sit here." ”

I gave Rachel a look to keep her composure.

Then, I squinted again and looked at the wheelchair.

Mr. Luo (I have to change my name, everyone threw away their wheelchairs.) It's also the old rivers and lakes, how I don't know what I mean. At the moment, he remained silent, automatically conscious, and turned his head away.

When I got to the table, I looked.

Ouch, it's rare, these dozen or so people actually made do with a piece of shabu-shabu.

At this time, Tanimura asked Yanagi to move his seat.

The table is huge.

At least it can accommodate nearly twenty people at the same time, and this hot pot is a casserole in front of each person. Something like that kind of self-help.

I sat down.

On the other side, a row of mud bombardment devils glared at me with hateful eyes.

Belch......

What's going on? Did I recruit someone and mess with whom?

At this time, Tanimura muttered a few words to a Japanese girl not far away, the girl got up, and in a blink of an eye, the waiter brought two new pots over and placed them in front of me and Rachel.

Things are ready.

Tanimura raised his chopsticks in his hand, and then said a few words of Japanese to the mud bombardment devil opposite.

The devil rolled his eyes.

At the same time, the Japanese girl who helped me with hot pot before also turned her eyes.

In an instant, at least four people were eyeing me at the same time.

"Excuse me, is this gentleman surnamed Ji?" Japanese woman, very politely spoke Chinese to me.

I laughed: "Yes, my surname is Ji." ”

"Excellent! Mr. Ji, do you know Miss Fangdao? The Japanese woman asked.

Me: "Yes. ”

"Very well, then, Mr. Ji is really here, because we are just talking about a Chinese man who made my sister lose a leg. Didn't expect ......"

The Japanese girl grinned and was murderous: "You came uninvited!" ”

I laughed, and I said to the Japanese girl, "Miss, what do you call it?" ”

"Naoko!"

I nodded: "Hello Naoko, may I ask Miss Yoshishima, how is it doing?" ”

Naoko gritted her teeth: "Her thighs, it's gone!" And, with a severe concussion, he is still unconscious in the hospital! Mr. Ji, I want you to give an explanation for this! ”

When I heard this, I glanced at Lao Luo.

Mr. Luo and his Chinese friends crossed their arms and looked at me with a scrutinizing attitude.

OK！

Wheelchair Luo, then please take a look, Xiao Ji, this year, what kind of changes have been made!

I looked at the old Japanese devil, and I said to Naoko, "Miss Naoko, I don't have any misunderstanding with your sister!" We are the enemy! Very clear enemy! There is almost no possibility of negotiation between us! Therefore, we can only solve all problems in the way of fighting! Here, I take responsibility for Ms. Yoshishima's injuries!"

"This is ......" I took a bottle of Chinese-made Jian Nanchun on the table, poured a glass, and drank it all.

"I did it!"

Tanimura, an old immortal, rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"Miss Naoko, Mr. Ji, it's not intentional, the situation last time!"

I slammed my glass down, and I accentuated, "Mr. Tanimura, I hope you understand something!" The cause of this incident is a very clear relationship between friend and foe, although you have cooperated with Fang Dao. But in the end, you're in opposition to her position, and that's it, Tanimura! I don't want you to waver in anything. ”

The old fox's face turned white at once.

But after all, the person is old and smooth, this guy, his eyes rolled again, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest and said: "Hey, this Chinese wine is strong, I can't drink enough, I want to go over there to take a rest, you talk slowly, talk slowly." ”

Tanimura, moving his two thin legs, step by step, escaped to the big sofa in the tea room, squinting.

On the other side, the four mud bombardment devils were obviously unable to hold back their energy.

"Eight grids!" A devil screamed fiercely.

Suddenly, he jerked to his feet and walked up behind me step by step, staring at me with a bead in his eyes.

"You, China!"

You're welcome!

Grab the bottle, backhand, get up, bang!

A bottle, just give this guy, slap the floor.

On the opposite side, immediately, three more devils got up, stretched out their hands into their arms, and pulled out a shiny short knife.

I stood still, not moving.

Beside me, the two of them suddenly got up, and then, oh, stood in front of me.

One is my female knight, Rachel.

Another......

It's actually Uncle Yanagi!

Liu Sheng lowered his head slightly, put his hand in his arms, he didn't know Chinese, and deliberately said in English: "J, it's my friend!" In front of me, whoever dares to touch a single hair of my friend, Yanagi, will make him pay with his life! ”

Naoko's face turned pale.

I smiled: "Miss Naoko, I express my deep condolences for your sister's injury, but in this matter, I am doing it alone, and I don't want you to trouble Tanimura and others." In short, in a word, I'm in New York, you can find me at any time! ”

Naoko gritted her teeth and waved her hand.

Immediately, two people came up and helped the mud bomber who asked me to take the bottle and shoot it down, and then Naoko: "Mr. Ji, I'm also in New York, we'll see you another day!" ”

With this sentence, Naoko waved his hand.

Hula guy, the person on the table, stood up for the most part, turned his head one by one, and fled together.

And when these people leave this room.

I heard someone shouting, "Good brother! I'm someone in Luo! I didn't recognize you as a brother in vain! ”