In the city of Batavia, a rough young man in a suit and ties strode into a Chinese noodle restaurant. The noodle restaurant is decorated in exquisitely and has a simple decoration, and there is a rich Chinese style at the sight.

As soon as the young man walked into the store, a large number of military vehicles rushed past the door. There were many policemen patrolling military uniforms on the street, which made the atmosphere in the entire Batavia city suddenly become tense.

Perhaps due to the impact of the Asian financial crisis, or because of the military and police spreading in the city today, the business in the noodle restaurant was not very good, and only two elderly Chinese were eating noodle soup.

The boss is a middle-aged man in his fifties. When he saw a guest coming, he came to him enthusiastically. His words were somewhat Sichuan accents, which made the guests hear clearly. At the same time, it also indicated that this was the Sichuan noodle restaurant in the middle.

"Spicy soup noodles, let's take a pan-lung slice!" The rough young man didn't talk much, and sat down against the wooden table not far from the door. The careful boss found that the young man's eyes were thrusting, making his originally rough face look even more ferocious.

This boss has been in business for a long time and has seen anyone. He immediately became more careful in his heart, but he did not show it on his face and smiled: "It's good soon, wait!"

He asked the kitchen to get busy, and the boss sat on the counter and watched the TV on the wall. There were some local programs in Monkey Country. He was so funny that he didn't know if the boss could understand it.

Before the things were done, a girl dressed in a student walked in from Waiban with her schoolbag on her back, her face full of sorrow: "Dad, I don't want to go to school recently. Today, someone attacked the school and insulted our Chinese students."

An elderly Chinese eating noodles put down his chopsticks: "Xiao Chen, don't let the child go. It's too messy recently, and it's not going to be messed up!"

The boss nodded when he heard this and sighed: "This world...it's better if you don't go!"

Another old man drinking noodle soup also put the bowl: "What kind of economic crisis last year? After the Chinese New Year, students protested, and the monkeys protested. The unlucky ones are the Chinese!"

While several people were sighing, a woman shouted from the kitchen. The female student quickly took off her schoolbag and put it aside. She ran into the kitchen and smiled and called her mother. After a while, she walked out with a tray.

The boss glanced at the guest who had come in before, and saw that he looked out the window without looking at this place, so he pulled his daughter and whispered to remind her to be careful of the guests over there.

The girl looked at the door, but was not afraid. She walked to the young man with a plate: "Sir, your noodles and couple's lung tablets." She said that, with one hand, she placed a noodle bowl and a plate of lung tablets in front of the young man.

Then I took a plate of spicy dishes from the plate: "My mother asked me to tell the customer that my house is authentic Sichuan flavor. If it is too spicy, you are afraid that you can't eat it, so add the spicy food and put it on your own. You can make it according to your taste!"

"Thank you!" The young man nodded, and without looking, he said that the stack of spicy food was poured into the noodle bowl. The soup noodle with a layer of red oil was floating, but now it looked like a mountain of flames.

After saying that, the girl wanted to go back, but when she saw the young man's behavior, she couldn't help but feel curious. She knew that it would be difficult for her to eat such a plate of chili.

She wanted to see if the other party was pretending or could really eat it.

I saw the young man picking up the chopsticks and eating them with relish, and then nodding repeatedly after eating lung tablets.

The girl became interested, but not only did not leave, but instead sat next to the young man: "Why have you never seen you before? Are you new to me? Are you from Sichuan?"

The young man lowered his head to eat, did not speak, but shook his head and indicated that he was not from Sichuan.

The girl was even more curious: "Then why can you eat spicy food so much? Eating so much will make you angry!"

"It's so hot that I kill people!" the young man said seriously.

The girl was stunned at first, then suddenly laughed: "You are really good at joking..."

Before she finished speaking, the boss had already come over and bowed and said, "My daughter is ignorant, so I'm disturbing!" After that, he pulled the girl: "I asked you to serve food, who asked you to disturb the guests' meals!"

The young man nodded and ate himself. After taking a bite, the girl ran back and put down a wine pot: "I want to be angry and drink my homemade white wine. This is not a treat, I have to pay..."

"You kid, you are naughty when you didn't take care of it at first sight!" The boss couldn't help laughing and crying when he saw his daughter turn around and help him sell alcohol. He hurried over: "It's not a valuable thing, so he invited the guests to drink. I'm really sorry, the little girl is naughty!"

The young man took out a hundred meters of gold in his pocket and put it on the table: "Please settle the tent first, don't look for it!" After that, he picked up the wine pot and took a sip. This was extremely high, which made the young man grin.

With this grin, the fierce aura on his body dissipated a lot.

The boss said that he had given too much money and refused twice. The young man ignored it and ate and drank on his own. The girl laughed: "Thank you, the guest!" After that, he took the money and stuffed it into his father's hand.

The boss had no choice but to take her daughter, so he pulled her into it.

At this time, someone came to the door again, but it seemed that they were not customers. A few black and thin men who were walking were careless and walked in, pointed at the boss and said a few words in monkey language.

The boss also responded to the monkey words. One of the men wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt with a scar on his face yelled.

The two old men who were eating noodles seemed to not understand what the other party was saying. One of them asked, "Xiao Chen, are there any trouble?"

The boss turned around and said, "They are here to collect money. Three gangs have already collected money this month. If this continues, the door will be closed!"

As soon as the kitchen door curtain was lifted, a middle-aged woman looked here worriedly.

The scar man who had yelled at the boss before, saw that the boss had not responded to his words for a long time, suddenly slapped him and immediately staggered his boss.

The middle-aged woman rushed out of the kitchen and supported the boss with the girl. The girl suddenly shouted a few words, then rushed to the door of the store, and went to the military and police not far from the street. She first shouted in monkey language, and then in English. The roughly means that there are spoilers coming to cause trouble and asking for their help.

The military and police looked here, looked at the shop sign, turned around and continued patrol, completely pretending that they had not seen it.

Those who came to collect protection fees laughed, pointed at the two old men, and said a few words to the young man who was lying on his head to eat and drink.

The young man looked up and looked confused, and asked in half-baked English: "What else do you say?"

Unexpectedly, among the few fools, there were really those who knew English, and they also told him stumblely: "Give all the money you have!"

The young man nodded expressionlessly: "I have something to do and wait until I finish eating!" As he said that, the bento had nothing to do and started eating and drinking.

Seeing that the young man was ignorant, several monkeys might have planned to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, so they walked towards the young man with a grim smile on their faces.

Suddenly, a dense gunshot came from the TV on the wall, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. Even a few monkeys stopped and looked at the TV.

The camera was very blurry. It can be seen that in front of Batavia Airport, the military police on the ground fell to the ground, blood flowing into a river, and many military vehicles and police cars were destroyed. A man was carrying a gun, which could only be seen in movies in this country, was shooting wildly.

As the picture changed, a news anchor started to speak quickly. She first said it in Indonesian, and someone immediately translated it into English.

The rough meaning is that there was a gunfight at the Batavia airport and the criminal was not captured. The criminal was extremely vicious. Please be vigilant. Then he talked about the characteristics of the criminal, such as tall and rough face, and the East Asian appearance. He called himself Japanese, but he was probably Chinese or Korean.

Then a hand-drawn sketched avatar was released on the TV. The host introduced that this was a portrait of a gangster based on oral descriptions of survivors on the same plane.

In an instant, the noodle shop fell into silence, and everyone turned to look at the table in front of the door.

The young and old god picked up the last piece of lung slice, drank the wine in the pot in one sip, and then stood up.

He looked at the monkeys who were about to walk towards him but stopped halfway and grinned, "Isn't this just talking about me again!"

The monkeys came to their senses at this time, and ran away from the young man and rushed out of the noodle shop. Two of them were trousers dripping, obviously scared. They rushed out of the noodle shop and shouted at the military and police not far away, while running over.

The young man blinked at the girl, frightening the other party to take a step back. He was bored and walked out of the noodle shop slowly. The Indonesian monkeys were running to the military and police, and they were talking loudly in a panic.

I saw that the young man pulled out his suit like Brother Fa's cool gun-pulling posture. However, what he pulled out was not a pistol, but the bandit's favorite ak47. When he pulled the trigger, the bullets poured over, and even the several military and policemen in front of him turned into honeycombs.

At this moment, the young man felt that he was only Bai Ge’s hero played by Fa Ge.
Chapter completed!