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My comrade-in-arms Wang Roar and I opened a restaurant in a small county town in Hebei, I was a cook, he was a field worker, and recently a dwarf guy named Xiao Ah Si was added to help me run the hall.

In order to commemorate the time when we were soldiers, we named the hotel "Bayi Hotel", in order to remind ourselves at all times, not to forget those times in the army, and not to forget my comrades-in-arms and squad leaders.

Bayi Hotel is not big, but it has more than 20,000 yuan of rent to pay every year, and if you don't get three or four hundred yuan a day, you can't sustain it if you don't get three or four hundred yuan a day.

Because of this, I live a very tired life, every day I wake up and feel that I owe 400 yuan to others, as soon as I enter the kitchen, it is like entering the battlefield, every time I am "working to death" at the point where others are eating, and when I am done, I will collapse all over, I can only crawl on the table like a dead dog and stick out my tongue and gasp, and then eat a little simple pasta.

Such days are difficult and tiring, but after all, I do it for myself, and I have no complaints. As the days went by, I even felt that maybe this was my life, hanging out with ordinary diners, mingling with ordinary dishes, occasionally bragging with guests, drinking some wine, and by the way, looking forward to a better and possible future success.

In short, my career is very peaceful, and the only wave in this career seems to be the trip to Lunan caused by Bai Shi Gu half a year ago.

But it was just a "wave", after that, I followed my master's will, inherited a little bit of the property of the Lunan Zhao family, as well as a kitchen knife, and also met Lei Ren, Zhao Shuihe and other colleagues in the Five Organs Temple.

That's all, life is quiet again.

For half a year, I was busy with work every day, except for Xian Hongye and Xiao Ah Si who were often together, and I didn't meet several other "masters", let alone contact.

Until...... The arrival of a special guest.

It all started at noon on an autumn day.

At noon after autumn, the weather is obviously cooler, so Wang Roar and I like to make a bowl of "baked noodles" after the lunch of the guests at noon, just eat with mustard oil and fried soybeans, the soup noodles can go to the cold, but also quickly replenish physical strength, the most important thing is that this "snack" is very in line with the appetite of Hebei people, and it is also close to the canteen food I like to eat.

But today, I didn't eat this bowl of noodles very happily.

Just as Wang Yao and I had just fished out the noodles and were about to eat them, the door of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open, and then a neatly dressed man in a suit and leather shoes walked in.

This man's "unique outfit" quickly caught my attention.

The people who come to eat here are generally working-class, and the restaurants in the county rarely accept "white-collar" people like this one, wearing bow ties and white shirts.

Therefore, for the first time, Wang Yao and I put down the chopsticks in our hands and looked at the comers.

When the visitor walked into the restaurant from the midday sun, I looked at his face and was stunned!

I know this man!

The person who came was a man, but he had a natural foxy female statue, phoenix eyes and fox eyebrows, he grinned, and at the same time raised the beard on the side of his mouth, forming a unique "four eyebrows".

He spoke to me in a pleasant voice, "Remember me? ”

I stood up, the bruises on my forehead twitched suddenly, and at the same time I touched the saber in my trouser pocket, and said fiercely: "Old Nineteen!! ”

The man nodded and generously admitted that he was the "fox-faced ladyboy" Lao Nineteen on Lao Qi Road!

I have too deep an image of this person, although I have only seen him once, but I remember his weird smile, that confident momentum and confidence that will always hang on the corner of his mouth.

Those memories were mixed with the gloomy trip to Lunan, like the "Demon of the Heart", which formed a lingering imprint in my heart.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come.

Moreover, my old squad leader reminded me in his will that this person is by no means simple, he has been plotting the kitchen knives and secrets of the Zhao family for a long time, and because of his "bribery", the Zhao brothers will fight in the same room, and finally cut off the only remaining bloodline of the Zhao family in Lunan.

This Lord is a bloodless man who kills people!

However, compared to the helplessness when I was on Lao Qi Road half a year ago, I am in my own restaurant after all, and there is Wang Roar Town by my side, and there is a little Ah Si in the back kitchen who can ventilate and report at any time.

Even though he is old and nineteen, I am still sure to maneuver.

Therefore, I did not continue to react excessively, but stretched out my hand and secretly signaled "vigilance" at the king, while staring and smiling, and pretending to say: "Old Nineteen, what are you doing here?" ”

Lao Nineteen walked straight over, elegantly pulled out a folding chair, and sat opposite me and Wang Yao.

He looked at the environment in my restaurant, and then said, "When I came to the restaurant, I naturally had dinner." ”

"Just eating? It's not that simple, right? I directly asked, "Is it to get something?" ”

"You're smart!" Lao Nineteen said to me very happily: "I want the kitchen knife of the Zhao family, I know that Zhao Haipeng gave it to you, you can open it at a price and sell it to me, open it casually, don't leave regrets, it is best to have the largest price you can imagine......"

In the face of Lao Nineteen's very provocative expression and smugness, Wang Yao and I were very unhappy.

This kind of person is obviously the master who shows off the whole world by relying on a few stinky money, and at every turn "you make a price" and "you make a request", as if he can buy it all over the world.

Therefore, I didn't think about it and said, "I want your life (harmoniously), will you give it?" ”

Lao Nineteen actually nodded and said "yes", and at the same time stretched out his hand and took out the ...... A pistol!

What Lao Nineteen took out of his arms was a Type 64 pistol! Nicknamed "Smashing Cannon"! I know him too well, because when I was a soldier, the company commander and instructor had one hand!

If you can't buy a knife, do you want to grab it?!

Thinking of this, the black imitation 64-style pistol in his hand made my heart tremble when I saw it, and it also made Wang roar even more!

Wang Roar is the king of soldiers, and has a natural sensitivity to weapons!

At the moment when Lao Nineteen took out the pistol, Wang Roar shot almost at the same time, and he completely relied on instinct, and his hands were like thunder and dragged towards the right arm of Lao Nineteen's hand holding the gun.

Wang Roar took out the military body fist and grabbed the gun empty-handed!

When I reacted, Wang Roar's hand like a thunderbolt and a snake pulled off Lao Nineteen's arm, and at the same time snatched the gun away.

The whole process, less than a second.

After being snatched away from the gun, Lao Nineteen smiled coldly, he raised his head, as if he didn't feel a trace of pain, but instead stretched out his left finger and yelled at the king in appreciation: "It's very fast, it seems that it used to be a ...... Commando? ”

"Scout!" Wang Yao looked at Lao Nineteen, and at the same time put the gun behind his back, and said confidently.

But immediately, Wang Roar felt slightly surprised by the painless expression on Lao Nineteen's face.

Puzzled, Wang Roar pointed to his severed hand and said, "Your hands are broken, and you are still laughing?" ”

"Hands?" In front of me and Wang Yao, Lao Jiu suddenly took out his right hand, which had been amputated by Wang Yao, and said casually: "Where is it broken?" ”

Next, Wang Yao and I were surprised to see that Lao Nineteen's right hand was still fine, and he was still holding a replica Type 64 pistol in his hand, and the muzzle of the black hole was pointed at the door of the two of us.

Shocked by the change, Wang roared and shouted: "Impossible! At the same time, he looked at his right hand, where he had just taken the gun.

Immediately afterward, Wang Yao and I were surprised to find that what he was holding in his hand was not a pistol at all!