Chapter 13: No Turning Back

After the calm returned to the restaurant, the sound of knives and forks touching the metal rice bowl, and of course, there was laughter from time to time, which was a win.

After the tattooed man finished eating, he threw a lunch box in front of Li Hao.

Li Hao glanced up at him.

"What do you see? Every time, I cook for you, and you want me to serve you? The tattooed man said with a glare.

It's just a meal, who wouldn't? Why so loud! Li Hao replied in his heart, wiped his mouth and got up to the place where the food was served, and felt a faint pain in his waist when he walked around.

A chef hurriedly came over to help, and kept loading it when Li Hao didn't signal to stop, and the plastic lunch box was full.

The scene was restored to its original appearance, but a few women on the side who were originally cleaning up garbage and mopping the floor looked at Li Hao with strange eyes.

The women's minds were very delicate, and it was already obvious to them that the man who won the gamble was not in the same boat as the people on this ship.

The big tall man with the tattoo on his neck had never smiled at anyone here, except for this man in a crewnecked shirt. He is at least a very important or high-status person, and it is only by his side that it is possible to protect himself with his protection. The girl in the dealer uniform was on the second floor, and it was no secret that she was with him, and the man in the crewneck must have brought it back to the dealer girl after eating.

Who is the most capable of saving themselves here, people with a discerning eye know, but they don't know if they can save or not, they can only look at creation......

Zheng Yuan devoured it, and when he ate the food in the lunch box halfway, he finally found that Li Hao was a little strange.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Yuan stopped and asked.

"It's okay, you eat slowly!" Li Hao smiled at her.

"Got into a fight?!" Zheng Yuan said with concern, sticking out his tongue and licking a grain of rice from the corner of his mouth as he spoke.

Zheng Yuan's face is not particularly delicate, but if she can be a dealer, her appearance will not be so bad, her delicate face and slender figure are still very eye-catching, especially the pair in front of her always makes people can't help but glance at it.

Li Hao watched her just stick out her tongue, and her heart suddenly became a little hot.

"I haven't exercised for a long time, and I just moved my muscles and bones." Li Hao stood up and moved his shoulders and arms up and down as he walked around the room.

Zheng Yuan hurriedly climbed two more mouthfuls of rice and pulled Li Hao to sit down.

"Are you hurt? I'll rub it for you! Zheng Yuan looked at Li Hao's left waist a little strange when he moved his arm, and quickly lifted his crewneck shirt.

There was a big red patch there.

"It's okay, it's been like this a lot before, it's not painful." Li Hao obediently took off his shirt, and his entire upper body was naked.

"It's like this often, I don't see any scars on your body!" Zheng Yuan said while gently rubbing the red place for him.

"We're boxing, not knives and guns!" Li Hao glared at her.

Zheng Yuan now understood what he was doing downstairs.

"Do you want me to use this here to help you rub it?" Zheng Yuan glanced up at Li Hao and stared at the pair in front of him.

"No, it just makes me hurt more." Li Hao replied.

"You've got a sturdy body, you have six-pack abs!" Zheng Yuan touched his abdomen with one hand.

"If you want to rub it, rub it well." Li Hao grabbed her hand, and her hand had the momentum of reaching down.

Zheng Yuan twisted his body and straightened himself, and seriously helped Li Hao massage up.

"Why do you eat so much, I know I didn't eat last night!" Zheng Yuan said without a match.

"I want you to get fatter with me!" Li Hao said with a smile.

"Am I in bad shape right now?" Zheng Yuan straightened up the full pair in front of him.

"You don't have to press it, and it doesn't hurt the bones, if you press it again, maybe a few ribs will be broken by you."

Li Hao felt that the sentence just now was not good, because Zheng Yuan had other actions.

"Go and finish those meals, don't waste them, a lot of people don't have to eat!" Li Hao diverted the topic and said seriously.

Zheng Yuan glared at him, but still went to pick up the lunch box on the table. After a while, I ate all of them, and I could finish so many meals, and it seemed that I was hungry for more than a meal.

"Are you misunderstanding me?" Zheng Yuan, who wiped his mouth after eating, suddenly asked.

Li Hao was stunned and glanced at her calmly.

"I'm a girl looking for food in a casino...... Zheng Yuan grabbed his collar with one hand and fanned the wind with the other, as if it was very hot.

Thinking that she would continue to say something else, Li Hao ignored her when he saw her actions after speaking, and waved his fists in the room, making a series of boxing movements, consuming his energy.

Zheng Yuan was stealing fun on the side.

For dinner, he didn't enjoy the treatment of going to the restaurant, the tattooed man brought a dinner plate and a lunch box, and he didn't communicate with Li Hao, but just took out a bottle of Nanyang Activating Oil from his pocket and put it on the table when he left.

Zheng Yuan's eyes were staring at the active oil, and his heart was also alive, there was something to do tonight.

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At noon the next day, the tattooed man came empty-handed, and it seemed that he was taking Li Hao to the restaurant on the first floor for dinner.

Playing again? Those who win are addicted to winning or are they unconvinced?

Li Hao thought so in his heart and arrived at the door of the restaurant.

Sure enough, there was a large empty space in the middle of the room, but the tables around it were neatly arranged, just a little crowded.

When the people inside saw Li Hao behind the tattooed man, they all stopped eating and became excited.

The tattooed man with a black face said a phrase in Burmese.

Li Hao was happy.

What he said was Li Hao's so-called mantra.

In Burmese, 'It's too much!' The pronunciation of these words is still very good, and Li Hao thinks that the last tone particle he said can be said better.

The scene was silent for a while, and then the sound of eating sounded again.

The tattooed man pulled Li Hao to sit down, and a chef or waiter put the meal in front of him as usual.

It seems that tattooed men do have some status among them, but they don't look like a gang no matter how you look at it.

As soon as Li Hao got up after eating, a man with a relatively thin face but a relatively tough body leaned over and gestured with his hands as he walked.

This person is practicing Muay Thai, and the gesture is Muay Thai, and the eye sockets look like a Thai.

Li Hao shook his head at him and pointed to his waist where he had been hit by a flat head yesterday.

The Thais had no intention of letting Li Hao go.

"Lost yesterday?" Li Hao asked in Thai, and as he spoke, he took out some of the stack of money in his trouser pocket.

"Brother Cow!" The Thai glanced at the tattooed man, and there were only two words in English and Chinese.

The tattooed man nodded, and the Thai reached out to take it and left.

Until now, Li Hao didn't know that the tattooed man was called Brother Cow, and it was obvious that Brother Cow was not surnamed Niu, and Cow should describe his figure, the body of a cow.

Li Hao buried his head in eating, and the others probably thought that today's lunch was boring, so they hastily finished eating and left one after another.

"I also know how to show weakness! I thought you'd be going to compete with him! After the meal, Brother Cow glanced sideways at Li Hao, who was still carrying a lunch box in his hand, and said.

"I greet him in my heart." Li Hao said directly.

"Don't say it, your greeting in Chinese is very catchy and very picturesque." Brother Cow suddenly came to this sentence.

Li Hao laughed, knowing what he was talking about.

"Do you know Thai?" Brother Cow asked as he walked.

"You know a little bit, you are not bad at Chinese!" Li Hao humbly praised him at the same time.

Just as they finished speaking, a young woman rushed into the aisle behind them.

Brother Cow glanced back nonchalantly.

The young woman ran up to Li Hao and leaned down to hug his feet.

Li Hao couldn't tell which country she was from for a while.

"Please, take me upstairs!" The young woman said in English, her upper body was only wearing underwear, and it was still a little torn, and a pair of huge pairs on her chest shook with Li Hao's legs.

Li Hao glanced at Brother Cow.

Brother Cow shook his head slightly.

Li Hao pulled away the young woman's hands, and the woman could only watch him leave helplessly.

"I don't think you're a bad person, you didn't think about a day like this?" Li Hao didn't ask him about his identity and what he did, but just said what he thought.

"I can't go back!" Brother Cow's tone was like in the TV series Li Hao had watched before.

Seeing that Li Hao had been staring at him, Brother Cow patted him on the shoulder.