"The surname is Chen, Tian is the owner of this restaurant, this gentleman is here for a tour, right?"

Xiao Han was very arrogant when he ordered, not like he was smuggled over to work as a black worker, and he was wearing strange clothes in the style of robes, so Lao Chen asked.

"Oh?! Hello, hello, Boss Chen. ”

Xiao Han had been thinking about his own affairs before, and he didn't pay attention to foreign objects, and before Lao Chen spoke, he was actually in a daze while eating.

"My surname is Xiao, and Boss Chen can call me Xiao Xiao. Well... These dishes taste pretty good. ”

Although he thought in his heart that these dishes tasted a little strange and didn't quite match his taste, since he was in front of the restaurant owner, he naturally couldn't tell the truth.

"Boss Chen must have been here for a long time, right?"

Looking around, Xiao Han asked in a very ordinary tone.

"Hehe, I came here in 76, and after more than ten years of hard work, I started this Chen Ji restaurant."

Speaking of this, Lao Chen looked proud. "Little brother, listen to your accent, it's from Fujian, right?"

Well? Xiao Han, who originally didn't react, was stunned when he heard this.

Although he knew that this was not his original world, there was indeed a continent here, and there was a province of Fujian.

"Yes, Boss Chen, are you too?"

"It's really a fellow countryman, little brother, don't call me Boss Chen, just call me Lao Chen. My ancestral home is Wenling, little brother, where are you? ”

"Xinghua."

"It's not that far away."

It is still the 90s, and the folk customs have not been corrupted to the extent that they later became.

Of course, there is a bit of sincerity in Boss Chen's feelings, and Xiao Han naturally doesn't know.

But for him, in addition to passing the time, a chat with this Boss Chen is also to enhance some feelings and inquire about some information.

"Boss Chen, do you know where to solve the identity problem?"

After chatting for a long time, Xiao Han felt that he should be able to have a further conversation, and asked tentatively.

Hearing Xiao Han's words, Boss Chen's originally smiling expression was like a Sichuan opera changing his face, and it turned cloudy in an instant.

"I'm doing serious business, don't ask me about this kind of thing, go to other places and ask others."

didn't say anything else, and directly invited Xiao Han out.

In the face of Boss Chen's sudden change of attitude, Xiao Han was very helpless and could not use coercive means.

The magic he can do now is limited, and if he uses coercion, it will not end well in public.

The Forgetting Spell hasn't come to practice yet, otherwise you can erase the other party's memory after asking.

……

Chinatown seems somewhat silent late at night, and in a white world, racism is everywhere.

As an Asian American, when I am treated unfairly, I can only swallow the bitter consequences.

The police in London don't care about these things, let alone if they still have the identity of a black family.

As a result, in such a small Chinese town, the day is full of flowers and prosperity, and the gangs hidden underneath at night are also becoming more and more frequent.

At this time, only gangsters, addicts, and fun-seekers are still active on the streets.

Xiao Han had been walking on the street for a while, and he deliberately walked towards those dark and uninhabited alleys.

But after all the long gone, no one came to rob him, which made him very distressed, is the security in foreign countries so good?

In fact, the current Xiao Han is wearing a wizard's robe that he bought at the Madame Morkin Robe Specialty Store in Diagon Alley.

He had lived in the Leaky Cauldron and occasionally went to Diagon Alley to buy something, but no wizard would open a Muggle clothing store in Diagon Alley.

Buying a change of clothes, naturally, there are only wizard robes.

On the streets of London, in normal times, there are actually some wizards haunted from time to time.

As for wizarding robes, after seeing too much, Muggles at most think that this person is dressed a little strangely, and they will not watch and point fingers or anything.

However, in the middle of the night, a strange man in a strange black robe, with empty hands, did not look like a traveler, but rather a dangerous person in an urban weirdo.

The gangsters are not all fools, they can't see any oil and water, and they go to provoke those inexplicable people, and they are really brain-dead.

After all, this is the world of Harry Potter, a world where there are really a lot of wizards, and the number of supernatural events and legends is much more than those in the real world.

As you are familiar with, the gangsters are not all the type to find death.

After walking for a while, seeing that no one came up to provoke him, Xiao Han couldn't help it.

Before the restaurant failed to ask questions, he suddenly learned the amnesia spell, and after dark, he barely learned it.

Originally, according to his idea, he walked alone in a dark and uninhabited alley, and in this chaotic place, there would definitely be unsightly gangsters who came to extort money.

At this time, he made another move, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, directly subduing them, and then asking questions, he should know how to get a fake certificate.

It's a pity that it's been almost two hours since I walked, and I didn't come up to find trouble without opening my eyes.

Obviously, I saw a lot of bad young people getting together, and I deliberately shook it in front of them and walked to the black alley, but no one took the bait.

At this time, Xiao Han was annoyed.

Originally, I just didn't want to bully people for no reason, and if I taught myself to run into the muzzle, it would be much more comfortable.

Or maybe the road is uneven, the hero saves the beauty or something, and then starts a protagonist plot, thinking that it is still a little beautiful.

But now, nothing!

Holding his breath, Xiao Han went straight to the three hairs and dyed them messily, with nails on his ears, nose and face, and tattoos all over his body.

In such a dress, I almost didn't write directly on my face, I am a hooligan, I am a gangster.

It's almost out of Chinatown, and there's really no need to be polite to meet such three guys who are in his way, and they are gringos.

Without much nonsense, Xiao Han directly "weakened" and "desperate", which is the dark magic in the invincible hero, and then rushed up to it with a burst of punches and kicks.

After venting his displeasure, Xiao Han squatted down and searched them.

Fight monsters and touch treasures, maybe there will be good things, right?

However, after a long time, he found only 5 pounds and 30 pence in cash, two small daggers, and a playboy.

Xiao Han took the money and the playboy into his arms, and by the way, he took out a handful, and he temporarily used the transformation technique to conjure up the revolver, pointing it at the three people on the ground.

During the time of being beaten, the magic effect had faded.

However, the three people who were beaten have completely lost the ability to resist.

Especially seeing this mysterious person who beat them inexplicably, and took out a gun, the three of them were completely broken in their hearts, and even wanted to cry a little.

In the middle of the night, Anthony was happy to get together with his two best friends, Adam and Allen, to share the magazine he just bought today.

I was looking at it when suddenly a strangely dressed man walked over.

Then he felt the weakness of his whole body, and his whole body was enveloped in an unspeakable despair, and he collapsed to the ground in complete confusion.

Then he was beaten up.

Not only that, this person touched his body after the fight, and the cold hair rose, and the people of the rotten country are really not all rotten!

"It's a dog!"

It is estimated that only this sentence can describe his heart, of course, provided that he knows such a sentence.

"I ask, you answer, remember, don't try to deceive me."

Hearing the words of this mysterious man, facing the muzzle of the black hole in front of him, George, who felt that his soul was about to fly, hurriedly nodded vigorously.

It's already November, but the sweat on my face is non-stop.