Zhang Yi, who successfully read through the guardrails of high-end communities, felt like he was escaping. At the same time, he was also fantasizing about what kind of reaction Lu Xiaoyun would react after she found out that she lost her gun.

"I will definitely be scared to tears, right? Haha, who asked you to target me? If you don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know how many eyes I, Prince Zhang, have!" Zhang Yi hummed a small song proudly, turned two streets and entered a Shanxi noodle restaurant.

He never goes to high-end restaurants because he really can't afford it. For him, he can just fill his stomach. The high-end quality of life is not something that people like him can have.

Maybe there will be in the future, but it will never be now.

"Five bowls of noodles, make it now!" Shanxi noodle restaurant is not big, and now it's time to eat, so there are not many people. After Zhang Yi sat down, he started peeling garlic. Eating garlic raw is also his hobby. He can't eat without garlic. As a Shandong native, he cannot live without raw onions and garlic in every meal.

He doesn't care what garlic smells in his mouth after eating garlic. He is an extremely self-centered person. He can't smell it after eating it, and others deserve it if they smell it.

Whether it is said that he is vulgar or bad, as long as he is happy, no matter whether others die or live?

"Five big bowls?" The little waiter in the store looked outside and said, "There are other people?"

"It's gone, I can't eat five bowls by myself? I'll tell you, five bowls may not be enough, hurry up and make them, it's not short of money!" Zhang Yi sold 100 yuan. He just started his salary today, and he was holding a total of 4,000 oceans in his pocket.

After the salary was 3,000 and the company rewarded 10,000, he left 1,000, so he had a total of 4,000.

"Oh." When he saw Zhang Yi slapping 100 yuan on the table, the waiter said nothing and immediately notified the kitchen to cut the noodles.

Zhang Yi touched the money in his pocket. In fact, he had some other uses for the few thousand dollars. He wanted to wash the tattoo on his body.

He was ignorant in the first few years and was scattered in society. When he saw his buddies around him tattooed, he felt handsome, cruel, and fun. So he first tattooed a tiger on his back and a green dragon on his chest. The tail of the green dragon was still tied on his arms, so when it came to summer, the tattoo would be exposed.

I have experienced a lot in recent years, so his temperament has become calmer. Although he laughs on the surface, he is a person who knows it. My sister has now been admitted to university, so he has completely stopped his mind from scrambling around. In addition, many industries in China are disgusted with this kind of tattoo, and it is difficult to find a job in the future.

Of course, he also needs to inquire first. He heard that it is basically impossible to wash tattoos. Even if you use a laser to wash the tattoo, you will leave green skin. If it is really rumored that the green skin is left, he would rather not wash it. At worst, he would wear long-sleeved work in the summer.

Soon, five large bowls of cut noodles were brought to him, and he ate the noodles without hesitation while biting the garlic.

The waiter and the scalded boss sat at the bar and grinned, and the two diners who had just checked out kept turning back.

After three or two minutes, a bowl of noodles disappeared, and then a second bowl.

"Can he eat three bowls?" the waiter asked her boss in a low voice.

"I'm going to have to endure him. This guy may not have eaten for a few days." The boss muttered in a low voice.

"Well, look at him, you will be possessed by a starving ghost." The waiter curled his lips.

Six minutes later, the third bowl of soup was drunk, and Zhang Yi raised three more fingers and said, "Come on three more bowls, go and cook quickly, I'm going to finish it."

"Brother, don't hold on. We're not responsible if you hold on!" The shop owner was a little scared. If this guy died in their store, they would be responsible here!

"Are you afraid that I will be able to die? Look at my stomach? Have you gotten up? Cook it quickly. Let me tell you, when I was the most I had eaten fifteen bowls, which were half a circle more than yours!" Zhang Yi was a little bragging. Of course, he was also reassuring the store owner, otherwise the store owner would not dare to cook for him again.

"Okay, you're awesome. I've been running a noodle restaurant for eight years. The first time I saw that there is such a edible thing. Brother, have you not eaten for a few days?" asked the owner of the shop.

"Do you care about how many days I'm going to cook!" Zhang Yi urged.

"Okay, I'll cook it for you." The shop owner responded repeatedly and ran into the kitchen again.

Zhang Yi found that his stomach seemed to have become a bottomless pit. In the morning, he knew that he had become able to eat after mutating. No matter how much he ate, he felt that he couldn't eat enough and his stomach couldn't hold up. He even wondered where the food he ate had gone?

"It should have become strength. Now I have a lot of strength, so I digest quickly and become energy!" Although Zhang Yi does not understand medicine, his metabolism has accelerated, so all the food he eats should be absorbed by the body.

An hour later, Zhang Yi hiccupped, feeling hungry and feeling full.

"How much does it cost in total?" Zhang Yi took a sip of free boiled water and rinsed his mouth.

"Ninety-six." After the store owner took over the 100 yuan, he wanted to find him change.

"Don't look for it anymore, take a bottle of black tea and use one left as a tip!" Zhang Yi said generously.

The shop owner said bitterly: "Brother, you eat my three-headed garlic, three-headed garlic is worth two..."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Zhang Yi smiled and turned on the phone with the phone. After entering the police station in the afternoon, the phone turned off and it was not turned on.

However, just as soon as he turned on the phone, his phone rang, a strange number, and his phone number was not called by anyone except for his sister.

"Hey? Who?" Zhang Yi answered inexplicably.

"Is it Zhang Yi? I'm Xu Jiayun, where are you?" Xu Jiayun's voice came from the phone.

"Ah? Mr. Xu? I'm eating outside... eating spicy hot pot, do you want to eat it? And how do you know my phone number?" Zhang Yi was shocked. The beautiful boss actually called him personally?

"Don't ask Malatang in front of me!" When Xu Jiayun heard Zhang Yi say the three words Malatang, he immediately became angry and his voice changed.

"Okay, okay, boss, how do you know my phone number?"

"I want to know that it's not easy for you to call. You've been out of the police station for more than two hours. How did you turn on the computer? When will you go back to the company?" Xu Jiayun asked.

"Do you have something to do?" Zhang Yi said in confusion.

"Thank you for the bomb today." Xu Jiayun thought for a while.

"Hey, don't mention it. If there is such a thing in the future, I won't rush forward. I'll be fucking...uh..."

"What's next? Keep talking!" Xu Jiayun suddenly said with a smile on the other side of the phone.

"What's the matter after that, but Mr. Xu, I found the bomb and solved the company's problems. Is there any reward? Let me tell you, I almost got a gun today. Now you comfort me mentally. Do you also give me some rewards materially?" Zhang Yi, the guy, climbed up and suddenly remembered that he was a hero of the capital. If he had no one, the bomb might be found.

However, after Zhang Yi finished speaking, he did not get Xu Jiayun's answer, as if the other side of the phone was silent.

Zhang Yi was a little guilty and didn't dare to say anything.

"Is this the same thing when you talk to others? I found that you always have no straight words and are a little confused!"

"I'm used to it, I'm used to it. I'm not very educated and I won't beat around the bush, so I'm a little straightforward!"

"Oh, that's right." Xu Jiayun made a long voice and said with a smile: "In theory, the company should commend you."

"You just say 'but'!" Zhang Yi urged.

"But, you didn't go to the hospital for examination as per my order today, did you?" Xu Jiayun clicked and did not continue.

When Zhang Yi heard this, he felt a headache and said, "Okay, there is no reward, there is nothing wrong with you, right? I'll die if you're fine!"

With a "bang", Zhang Yi hung up the phone without waiting for Xu Jiayun to speak.

Xu Jiayun was a little stupid when she was sitting in the company office listening to the beeping sound on the phone. Zhang Yi actually hung up just by saying that she was the president, and Zhang Yi was just a little security guard in his company. Is this little security guard too personal?

None of the senior and middle-level executives in the company dared to hang up her phone, and Zhang Yi was the first one!

"Lingling ~" Just as Xu Jiayun was stunned, the phone in her hand rang, and when she saw the phone number, it turned out to be Zhang Yi's.

"Hmph, do you know you're reckless? Do you dare to be rude to me?" Xu Jiayun snorted proudly, then connected, and said coldly: "There is no need to apologize!"

"Apology? What apologies? I suddenly remembered something. I promised to repair your office power supply in the morning. Are you still in the office? If you are not here, I will go over and repair it for you tomorrow morning!"

When Xu Jiayun heard Zhang Yi's words, he was covered in black.

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Chapter completed!