At the end of lunch, Mr. Filari could not immediately give an exclusive interview, because the three-hour deadline for his reply to the US imperialist military was approaching. At Hao Song's suggestion, Anne Hall requested an interview with the Chinese chefs in the kitchen.

Mr. Filari smiled and readily agreed, and apologized very politely to the female reporter and Hao Song, and went straight upstairs, but no one saw the slightly narrowed eyes after he turned around. The kitten Hao Meng seemed to be aware, revealing her little fluffy head from the pocket of Hao Song's windbreaker, watching Mr. Ferrali go upstairs, muttering: "Ordinary erect bald orangutan is also very annoying to cats" But he didn't intend to say anything more to his servant and tribute Hao Song, so he went back directly.

Hao Song and Anne Hall took the filming equipment and went to the kitchen of Aloha Tower with two terrorists (surveillance). The kitchen is not large, but it is clearly divided into four rooms: cold storage, cold desk, hot stove and lounge. The raw materials that the kitchen needs every day are sent to the cold storage in the early hours of the morning for storage. After the meal is served, the ingredients will be washed and cut in the cold room. Finally, it is sent to the hot stove for various procedures such as stir-frying, stewing, roasting, and frying. Although it can't be compared with the big kitchen of a star-rated hotel, the sparrows here are small and have all kinds of organs.

When the two arrived, they were having lunch with 10 hostages. Generally speaking, the chefs and waiters in the restaurant will stagger their meal times with normal meals, such as 10 a.m. and 3 p.m. And this time Aloha Tower was occupied by terrorists, and these guys rarely ate early, and I don't know if there will be so many rough foodies who are grateful to the terrorists

When Uncle Chuan and Hao Song, who were trembling with big bellies, met again, they naturally wouldn't see their fellow countrymen, with tears in their eyes or something. The two avoided the eyes of the four watchers, exchanged glances with each other, and then stopped exchanging too many words. Hao Song knew that Uncle Chuan was the eyeliner of the Zhi Gong Party in Aloha Tower, and Uncle Chuan also understood that Hao Song and Daoist Mo were all the way. Maybe before today, the two would be on mutual alert when they met, but now the critical situation is enough for the two to reach a preliminary consensus without saying anything.

After making eye contact, Hao Song set up the camera in front of the air conditioner and prepared to start filming.

Chinese dinner table culture is very different from Western dinner table culture, and perhaps the most significant difference between them is the frequent and lively dinner table conversations, so for interviews with Chinese chefs, Anne Hall does not need to avoid their meal times.

A big man with a blushing face and a thick neck was smiling and smiling while pounding garlic and seafood to eat: "Our restaurant has never been so idle! In the past, it was always busy from morning to night, and business was booming! Now to cook for hostages, you only need to fry a big pot of dishes, so you should take a vacation! Hahaha!"

"Ahem, you have a good state of mind in such a dangerous situation" The female reporter Anne Hall was dizzy and almost tearful from the smell of garlic in the big man's mouth, and quickly said a perfunctory sentence and then turned to the next person for an interview, "So do you have any different views on this incident?"

A young Chinese man with sunken eyes and white skin replied, "I'm not as happy as Uncle Lang." Even if I can be rescued this time, it will be an unbearable experience of captivity, right? It will seriously interrupt the rhythm of my life!"

Then the sturdy young man sitting next to him, who was obviously his good friend, interjected: "Yes, yes, Andy's two-day night stay in the red light district has been interrupted like this!

Andy was shocked and scolded: "Mother**er! Don't say it! What the hell is this recording show! If it's because this guy can't find a girlfriend, you have to pay for the rest of my life!" Then the guy turned to Hao Song and asked, "Can the cameraman delete the paragraph just now!?"

"Ahh Secretly, he showed a broken expression and said: Hmph, is calling someone else's brother the attitude that he should have? Let your friend prepare your prostitution for the rest of your life! Or simply forget it about the two of you together! Good friend, a quilt! Hehehe

I don't know if it's because they were assigned a better job or because of their hard-working racial expertise, in short, the Chinese chefs in Alohatta seem to be more calm and optimistic than other hostages, just like Chuan Bo said in an interview: "Even if you want to tear up the ticket, as a chef, you have to put it last, right?"

Of course, there are also people who do not seem optimistic and worried. The middle-aged, balding security guard in Aloha Tower was also assigned to help out in the kitchen, just like Chuan Bo, and he was the only member of the kitchen ten who was not Chinese. Of course, after getting along for so long, everyone still has feelings.

The uncle, who is said to be from Singapore, was very worried when interviewed, showing fear and resentment towards terrorists in his words, and it can even be said that he is the only hostage that Anne Hall has interviewed for so long to clearly show negative feelings towards terrorists. Considering that there are four terrorists watching, this guy has either lost his mind or has the courage to show his hostility in front of the camera. Hao Song just smiled at this and continued to shoot, and did not do anything superfluous.

After the filming, Hao Song covered his stomach and filled a large pot of hot water, and negotiated with the terrorists who were watching with an embarrassed face: "Ahem, it seems that I ate too much seafood for lunch just now, and I blew the air conditioner just now, I feel a little cold, and it's useless to drink hot water, it seems that I have to go to the toilet."

Naturally, this demand could not be stopped, but it was not surprising that a terrorist followed Hao Song silently, and the two of them came to the men's toilet between the kitchen and the dining room one after the other.

Hao Song rushed into the cubicle with an emergency look of flooding the dam and grabbing discounts for a limited time, and after slamming the door shut, a disgusting sound of "crackling" was heard in a few seconds, like a mudslide erupting The terrorists who followed Hao Song into the toilet, his eyes that appeared outside the mask twitched directly, and he hesitated, he thought of Mr. Filali's "must not let the hostages get out of control for even a moment!", so he gritted his teeth and frowned and waited outside the cubicle.

At this moment, Hao Song's sea of consciousness also sounded the kitten Hao Meng's frightened scolding: "Meow a cat! What are you doing with the dead orangutan?! It's too shit and disgusting, isn't it meow! Don't you have chrysanthemums to bully my Pixiu family!?"

"Shhh~"

"Makes a terrible, picturesque moan/meow!"

"I can't help it. For this reason, I have been blowing in front of the air conditioner for a long time!" Hao Song replied in his heart as he glanced at the situation outside the compartment from under the door of the compartment. What made him frown was that he saw the terrorist's feet, who were clearly very alert and would not give him time alone.

"Tsk, has the Rare Flying Escape Technique failed? It seems that this level is not enough!"

"Hello Huoxiang Ninja, meow! Don't think that you will be handsome if you give your neurotic behavior a name of middle two!!" The Spirit King, who was awakened by Hao Song Yixiang, obviously complained that his ability skyrocketed.

"Hmph!" the coward sneered, "It seems that you have to force me to use the True-Boiling Forbidden Technique!"

"You're enough for the late second stage of the disease, meow!

At this time, the spirit king cat finally noticed the situation and asked, "You dead orangutan actually came up with such a bad idea of black smoke from the ancestral tomb in order to get rid of the surveillance!?"

"This is also a helpless move~ Unlike the previous random communication, there are some things that I have to explain to Edward Mierro this time! Hao Song sat on the toilet and replied to the words of the Spirit King, and took out the kettle that had been filled with hot water before.

"Wait, meow! Could it be true-Boiling Xiang Forbidden Technique" (Well, I didn't think of Fei Shuai Fei Xiang's big brother)

"That's right, I didn't want to use this forbidden technique in the first place, but now there is no way out!" Hao Song showed a grim smile as he decisively poured all the pots of hot water into the toilet. (Imitation is not recommended, forced imitation at your own risk)

What happened next was so disgusting that we told it in the same tone as a high school physics academic discussion. When a substance is heated, the molecular thermal movement accelerates, and for some volatile substances, its diffusion is accelerated, and in a very short time, the volatile odor will diffuse throughout the space

The terrorists outside the cubicle were swept away by the sudden sour (foul-smelling) smell, and scolded with wide eyes: "it!!Why is it so stinky!??Are you kid cooking in there?!!" and then fled from the toilet.

"Hehe, how powerful is the forbidden technique?" Hao Song said in a very nasal voice, pinching his nose and frowning.

"This king already regrets knowing you," replied the Spirit King with disdain in an equally thick nasal voice.

"Tsk, you silica gel creature knows how to be an egg, you are a hero if ordinary people dare not do it!" Hao Song pinched his nose and stiffened his mouth.

"Silicon-level creatures are completely different from silicone! Don't say that the noble spirit king is the same as artificial milk/room! Also, don't say that the act of death is very high-end!" "The spirit king cat froze and complained, then paused, and said with bad intentions, "Tell you meow, this king is not breathing! Although you kid can't smell the terrible stench when you breathe with your mouth, the smell or Xiang molecule or anything actually doesn't go through the nose hair treatment, and directly enters the respiratory system!"

"!!"

Ten minutes later, the door of the men's toilet was slammed open, and Hao Song rushed out with a gloomy face, even faster than rushing into the toilet before. The terrorists who were standing on the side and waiting immediately dodged a few meters away, and looked at Hao Song with a disgusted expression, as if they had seen a shell.

Hao Song sniffed his body, held his chin and said thoughtfully: "Well, this has a feeling of having its own aura."

"I'm smug and smug meow! The other orangutans have just finished eating, meow! Do you want this king to watch a disgusting drama?!"

["I'm not afraid of the Sage demolishing the building, I'm afraid that the Sage is educated!Learn high school mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and I'm not afraid of the pit all over the world!" -- Grexiu S-Hao]