Immediately, the fragrant Sichuan cuisine was served, Yang Pojun looked at the red pepper on it, and the familiar taste, he took a deep breath and said: "It's rare to eat such innocent Chinese cuisine abroad, come, iron hook, move chopsticks, but you Westerners seem to be good at using knives and forks." ”

The iron hook picked up the chopsticks very skillfully, sandwiched a piece of braised pork in his mouth and said: "Lord Yang, now Huaxia is one of the most influential countries in the world, although I have not been to Huaxia, but chopsticks can still be used." ”

Immediately, both of them ate Sichuan food, and the spicy, spicy foreheads of the two were sweaty.

Spicy meat and side dishes, paired with authentic two-pot head, it doesn't mention how sour it feels.

Yang Pojun slurred his mouth, and felt that his mouth was full of spiciness: "Cool." ”

Just when the two of them were eating, outside the restaurant, a noisy sound suddenly sounded.

"A few of you, block the back door for me, you guard outside, and the rest of the people, follow me in, and no one is allowed to watch, otherwise I will be beaten violently."

"Yes."

I saw a group of burly men, there were twelve of them, all of them were holding bright machetes in their hands, they walked in and directly surrounded Yang Pojun and them.

But Yang Pojun and Iron Hook, sitting eating and drinking their own wine and meat, were not disturbed by their actions at all.

From the outside of the restaurant, a tall foreigner walked in, he had blonde hair, a height of one meter nine, especially on the left side of his face, there was a lifelike crocodile tattoo, plus his expression was hideous, this person, exuded a fierce aura.

Behind him was the young man who had his finger chopped off by Yang Pojun just now.

The young man pointed to Yang Pojun, who was drinking, and said, "Lord Kiel, he's the one he beat me!" ”

Kiel, who had a crocodile tattoo on his face, stood beside Yang Pojun, looked at Yang Pojun and said, "Huaxia boy, you dare to hit my person, then you are hitting my Kiel in the face!" In your Chinese words, it is up to the owner to beat the dog! ”

Yang Pojun raised his head, looked at the burly man with a smile and said, "Chicken-'er, good name, I'll hit Chicken-'er in the face, is that hitting your gui-head?" Tsk, your parents gave you this name so fucking connotative, I have to admire, chicken-son, I not only hit you in the face, I also hit your dog, you bite me? ”

When Kiel heard Yang Pojun's insulting words, his angry face became even more hideous!

Kiel hates it more than anything about his name.

Now that he has been elected as the hall master of the Sea Whale Club, he has not heard others call him a chicken for many years, but Yang Pojun's words have stimulated his dignity!

Kiel roared, "Chop him up for me!" ”

A group of people directly raised the machetes in their hands and slashed at Yang Pojun.

Yang Pojun snorted coldly, ignored them, picked up the second pot, and continued to take a sip: "It's really good wine to drink such an authentic two-pot head in a foreign country, boss, two more bottles." ”

Yang Pojun put the wine glass on the table!

Bang!

Iron Hook knows what Yang Pojun means!

As soon as the iron hook's figure flashed, I saw that on his gloomy face, his breath was cold, like a dead man crawling out of a pile of dead people!

"Look for death!"

In the hand of the iron hook, a pitch-black iron hook appeared, and on the iron hook, there were also small iron chains linked.

The hook swings at the chain!

Poof! Poof!

I saw a small pitch-black death hook, which instantly pierced the necks of a group of people, and their necks were sprayed with blood, and a group of people were covering their necks, making it difficult to speak!

And the knives in their hands also fell, and their bodies fell to the ground one after another, and in the blink of an eye, this Chinese restaurant was covered with blood.

The iron hook put away his death hook, picked up the wine that Yang Pojun had poured out, touched Yang Pojun, and the two of them raised their heads and continued to drink.

Yang Pojun said with a smile: "Come, try this stir-fried pork kidney." ”

Kiel stood beside him, looking at his subordinates, who were directly hooked by the iron hook, he frowned and said, "It seems that you are all martial arts masters!" In that case, then I have no reason to be polite to you! ”

Rumble!

Kir's burly body shook, and from his body, a powerful murderous aura burst out.

Above his head, the murderous phantom condensed into a fierce crocodile!

"Kill!"

Kiel's body was like thunder, and he punched Yang Pojun!

The iron hook flashed, and it appeared next to Yang Pojun and collided with Kiel with a punch!

Bang!

The figures of the two of them retreated quickly, and Kiel was obviously much more backward than the iron hook, so they stood firm!

I saw that the murderous aura on their bodies shook those tables, chairs and benches!

Yang Pojun also held the wine glass, looked back at Kiel and said: "I didn't expect you to be a chicken-'er, it's actually a king-level master realm, it seems that there are still some masters in this sea whale club." ”

"Chicken-son, now I won't kill you, get out, go back and tell you the president of the Sea Whale Society, just say that in the evening, there is a Chinese boy who is coming to him to do business."

When Kiel heard Yang Pojun shout his name, he clenched his fists angrily.

But he couldn't beat Yang Pojun and them, so he had to admit it.

Kiel snorted coldly and said, "You still dare to provoke our Sea Whale Society?" Well, come if you have a kind! I'm afraid you won't dare when the time comes! ”

Kiel knew that Yang Pojun and Iron Hook were both very strong, and if he touched him hard, reason told him that he would only hang here.

Kiel shouted to the people outside the door, "Come on, get this bunch of waste away for me!" ”

Immediately, the men brought by Kiel carried out the group of fellows who had been killed by the Iron Hook.

For these underground gangs, it is a new era, and it is too normal to hang up a few people.

Yang Pojun and the iron hook had eaten and drunk enough, and Yang Pojun took out the euro from his clothes and put it on the table.

Yang Pojun smiled and said: "Boss, thank you for cooking so many authentic Chinese dishes for us, if I am still free, I will take care of your business, goodbye." ”

The boss looked at the backs of Yang Pojun and the iron hook, walked out of the restaurant, he gasped and said: "I didn't expect that I still have such a ruthless person in Huaxia, in a foreign country, and be so high-profile, this is rare, but he does have this strength." ”

"Come on, hurry up and rinse the blood here for me, otherwise it's going to be dry, don't affect my business."

"Okay boss."

Those waiters seemed to be used to flushing blood, and they didn't even have any other expressions.

The three underground gangs in Oslo often fight each other, so this kind of dead people's thing, they often see it, and it's no longer strange.

(End of chapter)