Li Mingyao hurried to the bathroom, he stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, making sure that there was no one around before removing the mask on his face.

"Leave the spirit!"

"Got it." Then the bones on his body rattled, and by the time he opened the bathroom door, his height had dropped by about ten centimeters.

The first thing he saw when he entered the door was the waiter standing next to the urinal.

"Good fellows."

Li Mingyao grinned and walked to the other room next to him to stand still.

"Sir, isn't it interesting for me that there are so many vacant seats here next to me?" The waiter laughed wickedly.

"Don't make a fuss, you can't stand it."

Li Mingyao did not shy away from joking, he turned his head, looked at the familiar face, and suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was much lighter.

"Lao Zhu, are you going to cut meat? Losing weight so fast, I really didn't recognize it just now. Li Mingyao said in surprise.

"No, seventy-seven pounds, I feel like I can buy a suite here with all my fat."

Lao Zhu punched Li Mingyao in the chest, and then took the opportunity to stuff a card into his pocket.

Li Mingyao suddenly gave Lao Zhu a bear hug in his heart.

"The latest intelligence is one layer away from the truth." Lao Zhu whispered in his ear, "The third compartment has been following me." ”

Then, the two separated.

"You told me when you just graduated that you would definitely be able to find a girlfriend before me, but now you look at it, I'm about to get married, and you're still eating Western food alone, it's really pitiful." Lao Zhu patted him on the shoulder and slapped him three times.

Li Mingyao's face froze, and he subconsciously wanted to grab Lao Zhu's hand, but he avoided it.

"Okay, I won't tell you yet, I still have a job over there, you have to come when I get married, I have to have a good time."

Lao Zhu nodded at him, stuck out his tongue and grimaced, and then walked out of the bathroom without looking back.

Wow –

The sound of toilet flushing sounded in the third compartment, and then, a man in black walked out of it, he glanced at Li Mingyao, who had already collected his emotions, and hesitated to chase after the door.

With a bang, the door slammed shut, leaving Li Mingyao alone in the bathroom.

Lee took a deep breath, took off his coat and threw it into a cubicle, then put his mask back on.

It didn't take long for Li Mingyao, who had re-disguised himself, to return to the dining table, and although his mood became extremely depressed, he still forced out a smiling face.

When passing by Akiyuki Takema, he reached out and rubbed Akiyuki Takema's head, but this time it was unceremoniously opened by Akiyuki Takema.

"It seems that you are only so gentle with me when you eat."

Feeling the slightly puzzled gaze behind him, Li Mingyao calmly sat back in his place and said with a forced smile.

Then he saw the plates on the table that were already empty.

"You ate all three servings by yourself?" Li Mingyao asked with a surprised look.

“... No way, the portion size is relatively small. Takema Mingxue squinted his eyes, a little embarrassed to look at Li Mingyao.

"By the way, I was afraid that you wouldn't have enough to eat, so I ordered two more servings for you, but if you can't finish eating, I can help you."

The more she got to the end, the quieter Akiyuki Takema's voice became, until it finally turned into a mosquito humming.

Li Mingyao smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I definitely won't be able to finish eating." ”

Akiyuki Takema stepped on him angrily and continued to wait for the arrival of the food obediently.

"You two, this is your meal."

This time, it was still Lao Zhu who came to deliver the food, but his expression was very well controlled, as if he didn't know the two at all.

"Also, as the restaurant's wishing customer today, you will receive a dessert made by the chef himself, and you will have a copy of your heart."

Lao Zhu said loudly, brought out an exaggerated cake from the dining car and put it in front of the two, the loud voice attracted all the diners around, and almost all the diners in pairs looked at the two with envy written in their eyes.

"Did you know that there is a sweet legend about this dessert made by Chef Phoebe, and every couple who eats this dessert will go to the palace of marriage, and of course, I believe you are no exception."

Lao Zhu continued to shout until the couple became the object of attention of the entire restaurant, and the suspicion of the two of them was minimized in the eyes of those who followed him.

"Thank you, thank you."

Takema Mingxue, who didn't know what was going on, was already blushing slightly, and Li Mingyao also put on a gesture of 'my happiest,' accepting the blessings of everyone present to them.

"Please slow down, two." Lao Zhu put the extra tableware back on the dining cart, smiled at the two of them, and then pushed the dining cart towards the kitchen.

"Here, try this chocolate." Li Mingyao turned his back to the direction Lao Zhu left, took a long strip of chocolate from the cake and handed it to Takema Mingxue.

"Hmm."

Akiyuki Takema blushed, propped up the table with both hands, opened her mouth slightly, and bit the piece of chocolate amid the onlookers and whistles of the surrounding people.

"Click-"

A sharp wind blade slashed and cut the iron chain, and the sound of the heavy iron chain falling to the ground kept echoing in the sewer pipe, but Lao Zhu couldn't care so much, he rushed into this dark room where he didn't know how long he had been staying, very good, and a computer was on, his hands kept jumping on the keyboard, and his face looked extremely pale against the blue and cyan light, and then, he pressed the enter key on the keyboard, and the computer screen flickered and then dimmed, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Bastard!"

Several belated black-clothed men rushed into the room, but at this time all the documents had been destroyed by Lao Zhu, everything in his past, from now until he died, he was a nameless person, so that they could no longer find any news related to Li Mingyao.

"Fack!"

A man with a typical Western appearance tried to operate in front of the computer a few times, but he found nothing.

"Boy, I advise you to hand over the things you have collected honestly, so that you can die a happy death."

The man who had just kicked the door pointed a gun to his head and threatened.

"Do you think, am I afraid of the fat man?"

Lao Zhu glanced at him disdainfully, and did not hide the smugness in his eyes: "It's not me pretending, you are now giving all the eighteen kinds of torture to the fat man, and I can smoke without changing my face, and bring a Beatbox by the way." ”

As he spoke, as if he was deliberately stimulating the few people in front of him, he really took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

"Guys, borrow a fire?" Lao Zhu said provocatively.

"You're looking for death!"

The most short-tempered man in black directly kicked Lao Zhu in the stomach, and Lao Zhu was immediately kicked out by the man and hit the wall hard, and the chair he was sitting on fell apart.

"Tap, number three, it's not what adults want to be killed directly." The man in black standing at the door pressed the number three, who still wanted to continue the pursuit, and then shoved a phone into his hand, "Listen to what the boss has to say." ”