A clear sharp pain spread from the lower arm to the brain, and Xie Chen also gasped with a hissing sound.

The pain was transmitted to his brain, although there was no way to tell if he was hallucinating.

But at least the pain made me realize that I wasn't as confused as I had before.

The more sober I am, the more I can realize that something is wrong at the banquet.

Xie Chen chewed the dumplings in his mouth and slowly felt a sense of comfort.

This feeling is slowly wearing away from its own sobriety.

Xie Chen chewed twice, and began to feel that something was wrong, so he immediately spit out the dumplings in his mouth.

The fragrance of dumplings was still scattered in his mouth, and Xie Chen hurriedly slapped him in the face.

The crisp sound immediately attracted the attention of the diners next to him.

Xie Chen only felt that his face was burning with pain, and the inexplicable pleasure that had just risen gradually dissipated at this time.

When he breathed a sigh of relief, Xie Chen found that there were two waiters in hats standing next to him.

Staring at yourself left and right.

Xie Chen immediately became nervous, and reached out to pick up a dumpling in front of him.

"This gentleman, please don't act in a way that hurts yourself."

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

After hearing this, Xie Chen thought of the rules in the card about what should be done if he was not feeling well.

There was no such thing in the second rule at the dinner table just now.

Maybe you can try it out.

Xie Chen clutched his chest and nodded quickly.

"For some reason, my chest is a little tight, and both of my faces are a little itchy."

These symptoms are not the symptoms described in eating food on a white plate.

I'm deliberately avoiding this.

"I should have just eaten some allergic food, and now my body is a little uncomfortable, and I have an adverse reaction."

Hearing what he said, the two hat waiters next to him began to become anxious.

"Sir, are you eating the food on the white plate?"

"If so, I'll take you to induce vomiting right now."

Xie Chen's whole body was in good spirits, and he really wanted to see what the two people next to him would do?

Xie Chen hurriedly shook his head.

"What white plate of food?"

"I've always eaten food on golden plates, and the food on white plates seems to be very unpalatable to them, so I'm not stupid enough to eat that kind of food."

While listening to their own explanations, the two hat waiters looked down at the plates on the table.

Apparently also screening, verifying their own words.

After rummaging around, when I found that there was no food on the white plate, they all stood in place.

Xie Chen looked at their faces and asked suspiciously.

"Where are you taking me to induce vomiting?"

Their own questions were asked, but the two of them also asked the same questions they had just asked.

"Sir, are you sure you're not eating food from a white plate?"

Xie Chen was stunned for a moment, and nodded several times with great certainty.

"Well, happy eating."

The two waiters bowed in unison, turned around and walked back to the first few tables without looking back.

"Eh, you ......"

Xie Chen stretched out his hand and just wanted to speak, but when he reached his mouth, he hurriedly held it back.

It seems that the hat waiter doesn't care about the rules on the card.

These two rules are indeed followed separately.

Xie Chen guessed to himself that if he had just answered that the two of them had indeed eaten the food on the white plate.

It is estimated that the place where the vomiting is induced should be under this table.

But why can't the masked waiter find out about the vomiting?

What happens when you find out?

What is the "**" that appears several times in this second rule?

The first rule says that if you feel unwell, you should go to the bathroom to induce vomiting.

Xie Chen is sure that the discomfort here includes the confusion and helplessness that he had seen before.

He turned his head and just wanted to check the situation of the diners around him, but he heard a plop not far behind him.

The fat-headed, big-eared pig-headed man fell to the ground, and even the chair under his ass had fallen apart.

The legs of the chair, which were struggling to support their limbs, were folded to one side.

The thick fat seemed to support him to carry all the damage.

Xie Chen quickly sat down, did not continue to stand, and of course turned around in the chair and looked at the specific situation over there.

A large number of waiters came around, although the speed was not fast, but there were also two kinds of waiters.

The number of hat waiters was the largest, and they immediately went to stabilize the mood of the diners present.

Many of the diners who stood up to inspect were so tired that they sat down again to eat.

Because of the small number of mask waiters and the partition between the tables, it was not so spacious, and many guests took up most of the aisles while standing up.

The masked waiters had to wait in the back.

The hat waiter rushed over the fastest.

Xie Chen watched four or five guests come over, but the fat-headed pig-headed pig-headed guest who could sit together was in a hurry to push him into the table at the moment.

But there was so much fat on his body that his hands were sucked into the four or five layers of flesh on his stomach by those who had gone to great lengths to push him into the strange eaters.

It's hard to even pull it out.

Xie Chen squinted, only feeling that there was something wrong with this scene.

Listening to the sound of footsteps, Xie Chen found that there was also a hat waiter approaching at the front of his table, and Xie Chen hurriedly took the food on the plate and ate it.

Not much, just a palm-sized hazelnut cake.

As he chewed, he continued to look over there.

Despite falling to the ground, the pig-headed man was not injured, but let out a strange laugh, sticking out his tongue and licking the plate in his hand.

Xie Chen frowned.

The plate was bright white.

Shouldn't it?

I had just glanced at their table, and there was no white plate of food underneath.

How did this guy get it?

And the longer you wake up, the more strange guests you are.

There aren't even many normal people anymore.

A woman with a mouse-like face commanded the other guests to help push it.

This is clearly a complying with the second rule.

"You really don't want to be discovered by the masked waiter?"

It's a pity that the pig-headed man's size is too big, and it is estimated that he can be filled steadily when he is placed on the dining table.

I'm afraid that I can't even carry his weight at the table.

The guests who were pushing around him were as small as the little skinny monkeys.

Those people worked hard, and some even took off their shoes, but they still didn't use them.

The hat waiter was about to arrive, but two masked waiters grabbed an aisle and made their way faster.

Xie Chen frowned.

One of the guests who helped push the pig-headed man was helping to let the wind out.

Seeing that the two masked waiters were getting closer and closer, they would definitely arrive faster than the hat waiters, and the guest who was letting off the wind also quickly stopped everyone's behavior.

Xie Chen watched them finish cleaning up in a panic and sat down at the table again.

Because of his position, he could only see the back of the pig-headed man, but his strange laughter had spread far away, and even he could hear it clearly.

The masked waiter was only two tables away from them, and the other guests were all seated in their chairs, re-eating their food.

The pig's head is still licking the white plate in his hand.