Recap: Newton's group, Fitz and James were Buttonton early, and Benjamin and Matthew were still in Newton. James brought back news of Benjamin's encounter with the Werewolf Clan, and Zach couldn't help with anything.

"No steaks. The waitress chewing gum took a pen and paper and looked at Benjamin.

"Ribs. Benjamin looked at the dirty menu and continued.

"No, there isn't. The sound of chewing was accompanied by the waitress's reply, and she raised her hand to flick a few hoop earrings that she was going to drag to her shoulders.

"Fish, do you have fish here? Benjamin threw away the menu and leaned back in his chair, staring at the waiter.

"Nope. The waiter chewed a little slower, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and replied.

"What do you have. Benjamin was getting a little impatient.

"Fries, bacon burgers. The waitress looked around, and there seemed to be both of these things on every table.

Benjamin tugged at the corners of his mouth, "That's it." ”

"Two copies. The waitress began to write something on the order in her hand, and glanced at the young man who had been looking around since he came in, the young wolf Matthew.

"Three......" Benjamin looked at the other tables and estimated the weight, "Four." ”

"Four people. The waitress looked at the door of their restaurant, apparently expecting someone else to come.

"Just two. Benjamin waved his hand impatiently.

The waitress raised her eyebrows and pouted, "We don't offer packing ......"

"I'm hungry. Benjamin frowned, staring at the waitress, "I want my food." Go get my food. ”

The whitish gum pulled a line in the waiter's mouth, and the guy crooked his mouth and rolled his eyes, "Drink?" just didn't please Benjamin.

"No, you don't. Benjamin moved. The face was full of impatience.

"The juice was free. The waitress twisted her waist and stood in a different position, "Alcohol is not served for lunch, so the juice is free, you don't either, the price will not be less." ”

"That's whatever. Benjamin waved his hand.

"Four or two?" the waitress didn't seem to wink. "The drinks in our store are free per person, there are only two of you, but you order four ......"

Benjamin turned his head and looked straight at the waitress.

The waitress rolled her eyes, "Two glasses." "Finally gone.

Benjamin looked at the woman, then stood at another table, flipped over the order he had just jotted down Benjamin, and began to ask the new table of guests for their orders.

Benjamin pursed his lips and took a deep breath. The aim is to calm yourself. But it seemed that there was no effect at all, and Benjamin directly turned his eyes away and stared at the empty table in front of him in a daze.

"Will they come along?" asked Matthew in a whisper, leaning on the not-so-clean table.

"Yes. Benjamin replied briefly.

"They've been chasing from the Central District to the North District, so they won't lose it. ”

It's not Barton City, it's Newton. To the east of Newton's Central is Barton's South, and Newton's North is to the south. It's the west side of Barton, and as for Route 27, it's out of the south side of Barton. Enter Newton's South End. Barton is a statement that is cut out of Newton's belly, not just words.

"No, it won't. Benjamin frowned, Alpha didn't like to be questioned, "I left a trail that their trackers couldn't have ignored." ”

"Then they're not going to catch up with us anytime soon?" Matthew's tone was full of worry, and his body was still trembling a little.

"No, it won't. Benjamin looked at Matthew. "I'm cautious, the traces I leave don't lead directly to us, they take a detour. We still have time. ”

There is a constant flow of 'they' in this conversation, and 'they' are, well. Wolves, a tribe of werewolves, a fully functional werewolf clan that includes tracking, scouting, hunting, and backup...... And, of course, the leader Alpha, a whole clan.

Oh, there's 'we' in this conversation, and 'we' are, well, Alpha Benjamin and wolf cub Matthew, two.

"Well, then......" Matthew still looked nervous, "can you remind us of our plans again, I, I'm a little nervous......"

Benjamin frowned, looked away, and tugged at the corners of his mouth, "We met with Sbella's contact, informed Barton's hunters to prepare, and then delayed here for a while, entered Barton's West End, and went home." ”

"So it should be simple and easy......" Matthew confirmed.

"It's very simple. Benjamin tugged at the corners of his mouth, looked at the waitress who was still ink on the other table, and patted the table impatiently, "Can you hurry up!

The waitress gave Benjamin a distant look.

"Well, that contact from Nasbella...... "Maybe it's really too nervous, Matthew needs to confirm with himself Alphado a few times about what 'we' are about to do."

"Not our trouble. Benjamin waved his hand impatiently, "Let's wait." Benjamin's face turned disgusted, "Wait for the 'man' to send him to us." ”

"What if, if 'they'...... 'new 'them,' didn't come?"

Benjamin stopped talking, his fingers tapping on the tabletop, his gaze aimlessly scanning the diner, waiting for the food.

Matthew stopped talking for a long time, but he still stopped.

It seemed a little early for lunch, but Benjamin had noticed that most of the people who had come to dine were dressed in overalls and appeared to be workers at a factory in Newton's North End.

Newton's North End is not a bustling place, it is a bit like Barton's Paising, which is not lonely, but industrialized.

Geographically, it is bordered by the Paising River and the Charles River in the north and south, and the company's factories are located here, so many people live here, just like the Hermann factory in Paising. But it is clear that the people here have a much greater sense of belonging to the Hermann factory than the Paisian residents of Barton do, and the whole is much calmer.

It was supposed to be the time for the factory's lunch break, and Benjamin noticed that many people only gave a tip after eating, apparently the meal had already been covered by the factory. It's no wonder that the only dishes in this restaurant are bacon burgers and fries, anyway, people are going to come here to eat, do you need to be different?

Then again, if that's all there is to it, do you need a waiter?

Benjamin frowned, impatient again, and slapped the table, "Can you slow down a little longer!"

The waitress opened and closed her chin, pinched the gum out of her mouth with two fingers, glanced at Benjamin, and finally entered the kitchen.

Benjamin shook his head, this Newton trip was really terrible. Yesterday I finally sent away Fitz and that nosy James, and I am out of the way, and I am done with it all today. Benjamin is going home. (To be continued......)