"Good!" Chen Feng nodded.

After a while, the waiter wearing a mask came over with a tray and said politely, "Sir, Miss, this is the dish you ordered." ”

Then he politely saluted, and after laying out the dishes, he planned to turn around and leave.

At this time, Chen Feng suddenly said: "Wait a minute! ”

"Hello sir, is there anything else I need to serve?"

The waiter asked, turning around and bending.

Chen Feng casually pointed to the pizza on the table and said, "I don't know if I can please try this pizza?" ”

The waiter's eyes narrowed, and he continued to say as usual: "Sorry sir, our restaurant has a rule in this regard, waiters are not allowed to steal customers' dishes, if the foreman sees it, please don't make it difficult for me." ”

"What? Is it because you are afraid that you will never be able to eat anything else after eating? Chen Feng said with a smile on his face.

The waiter's face became unhappy: "Sir, it seems that this is the first time I have met you, if you are not satisfied with my service, you can go to the front desk to complain about me, please don't slander my professional ethics at will." ”

"Alright! Then even if I'm reckless, I'm sorry! ”

While speaking, Chen Feng didn't know where to take out a metal needle from his hand, stabbed it on the surface of the pizza, and there was no abnormal color change, and then he turned on his true qi, picked up the needle and put it under his nose and sniffed it.

Under Chen Feng's powerful sense of smell, a faint and strange stench was detected by him as if it were a delicate stinch.

"Chemical toxins, it seems that they are still a variety that I have never encountered, rare!"

Chen Feng said with a sneer.

Lin Xue's face changed, and there was complete vigilance in her eyes when she looked at the waiter, but the waiter was still unmoved, as if she didn't believe that there was such a person in the world who could sniff out chemical toxins by relying on her nose.

How is this possible?

Unless this guy is a dog becomes!

Until this time, he still believed in his own judgment, Chen Feng was just testing himself.

"It's really not the heart of the Yellow River that doesn't die!"

It was also the first time for Chen Feng to encounter an opponent with such a good psychological quality, so he immediately sneered, straightened up and leaned towards the waiter.

In the blink of an eye, the waiter flew out upside down with the tray as if he had been hit by a locomotive, smashed on an empty table, curled up in pain, and the next moment Chen Feng had reached out and pulled a chair and smashed it towards the waiter.

If this metal chair is smashed on the body, it is not dead or disabled!

The assassin pretending to be a waiter shrank his eyes, completely losing all his luck, Chen Feng did find his own flaw, and then he rolled to the ground in embarrassment before the chair hit to avoid the chair.

"Do it, he found out, do it immediately!"

The waiter who fell to the ground shouted loudly in English.

As his words fell, the Middle Eastern man who had been noticed by Chen Feng before stood up and took out a handful of * from his arms, and the huge caliber made people feel cold at a glance.

"Stop!"

The Middle Eastern man shouted in broken Chinese.

"Humph!" Chen Feng snorted disdainfully, strode in front of Lin Xue, and blocked the muzzle of the man's gun pointing at Lin Xue.

At this time, when he saw the pistol, the restaurant, which was originally in chaos because of Chen Feng's sudden attack, suddenly quieted down, and they all squatted on the ground for fear that the bullet would fall on him without blinking.

"What if I'm looking at it?" Finding that his Chinese was too awkward, for fear that Chen Feng on the other side would not hear it, the Middle Eastern man changed his mouth and said skillfully in English: "Even if you find out, what?" It's still useless, and now the life and death of both you and that chick are in my hands. ”

"Chen Feng ......"

Behind him, Lin Xue looked at Chen Feng's back with complicated eyes, in the final analysis, it was just an employment relationship between them, and Chen Feng had no need to block himself in front of him like this.

Even if he let go of himself and ran away, resulting in himself being killed, then he can still live in this world freely!

And Chen Feng, who was pointed at the muzzle of the *gun, was not afraid at all, and even a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was not being pointed at the muzzle of the gun, but touring the scenery, indifferently!

"You know what? The villains in this world often die of talking! ”

Chen Feng also responded in English to the Middle Eastern man opposite.

Then his right hand moved slightly, and the metal needle that had been used to stab the pizza came out of his hand, flying in through the muzzle of *'s gun when the Middle Eastern man subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger.

Click!

Click!

The Middle Eastern man fired several shots in a row, but because of Chen Feng's needle, all of them were stuck and couldn't shoot.

"Bichi!"

He cursed in English, then threw away the * in his hand, moved his body, and struck a fighting stance.

At this time, the assassin who was pretending to be a waiter also got up from the ground, rubbed his chest, and casually ripped off his mask and hat to reveal his original appearance, a young man with the appearance of a Southeast Asian.

"Boy, it seems that you want to die a little more painfully, we are the jackals of the Satan mercenary group, prepare to go to hell to receive the gift of the devil!"

The Southeast Asian looked at Chen Feng with gloomy eyes and said coldly.

"The Old One's Mercenary Regiment?" When Chen Feng heard this, his brows furrowed, he also knew that the reputation of this mercenary group was a group of crazy people who didn't know whether to live or die, and in the ranks of mercenary groups in the world, it was the only small mercenary group with less than fifty people in the top ten.

Being able to achieve a record that is incomparable to many large mercenary groups with hundreds or thousands of people with less than fifty people is enough to prove the fierceness of these two people in front of them.

"It seems that the other side is not a lather!" Although the enemy in front of him may be very tricky, Chen Feng still breathed a sigh of relief, with the pride of the Latent, he would never use mercenaries to do things, and with the strength of the Latent, it is not comparable to the so-called Satan mercenary group in front of him.

"If you want to send me to hell, let's see who is more powerful!"

Chen Feng made the first move before the two people opposite.

"Come on! Chen Feng! Seeing Chen Feng rushing forward towards the two mercenaries who had probably killed many people, Lin Xue shouted loudly.

Looking at that back, she had a sense of peace of mind.

Chen Feng didn't have time to pay attention to Lin Xue's shout, because at this moment he had already collided with two opponents.

Stimulating, the adrenaline burned wildly, and the true qi in the dantian surged out at the same time!

Almost at the moment when his thoughts turned, Chen Feng judged the number of fighting paths of the two people in front of him.