Meiman's four-dimensional pocket

Chapter 9

"Peter?"

"Well, it's me!"

"Do you have any information about the original Spider-Man?" Shuwen asked casually.

Shuhua sitting on the side looked at Shuwen curiously. She straightened her back and concentrated, as if she was eavesdropping on the conversation between the two, and put a small piece of fish into her mouth with the chopsticks in her hand.

This is a steamed sea bass dish. The sea bass is cut open from the bottom and attached to the plate as if its wings are spread out. The head of the fish is raised high, as if looking up at the starry sky.Shredded ginger, green onion, and green and red peppers are sprinkled on the back body, which makes the whole sea bass dish look like a stranded cargo ship.

The fresh and tender fish melts in the mouth, the salty taste invades the tongue, and the brain sends out a pleasant signal.She couldn't help opening her eyes wide and smiling with joy.

good!

This signature dish is really good!

"I'm busy."

Yes, there is no time, Shuwen is taking his sister for dinner in Chinatown.At noon, he came here specially to check out the spots, inquired about the famous restaurants here, and after observing, he decided again and again that he came to this Cantonese restaurant to reserve a seat.

Because this restaurant has two flavors of American and Cantonese
Ah!
Shuhua came back to her senses, only to realize that she had forgotten that she wanted to listen to them just now.

What am I missing?She hurriedly refocused on eavesdropping, even though the chopsticks unconsciously picked up the fish.

"Dude, don't be like this, don't you have a sister! Then you should understand how I feel. Wouldn't it be bad if the gunman escaped and our friends ran into each other!"

Shuwen glanced at his sister, and put a piece of fish in his mouth.

Very nice steamed sea bass.Both the quality and taste of the fish are very good.

Another piece was dipped in the soup, and with the soup, the taste of the fish was even better.The slightly sweet rice wine and drum oil in the soup are the core of the soup.

"Hey, why don't you talk?"

Shuhua asked in amazement: "Brother, you haven't finished chatting yet, why don't you ask Peter to come over too!"

Shuwen was a little reluctant to let outsiders ruin his meal time with his sister, but his sister's opinion should also be considered: "Do you want to be called Peter? Really? He should eat! Don't think about him."

"???"

"What are you talking about? Did you hear what I just said?"

"He said no!", Shuwen replied to his sister, and gave her a chicken leg.

"The white chopped chicken is also the signature of this shop."

The white chop chicken in this restaurant is very in line with the characteristics of the white chop chicken. The skin is yellow and the meat is white. The presentation is more exquisite than other dishes. The chicken is stacked to restore a chicken.

The original flavor is also unique after being dipped in sauce.Their sauces, including rice wine drum oil, should be specially made from their secret recipe.

"So you didn't listen to it at all! Forget it, I'll find it myself. You can have dinner with your sister first, and I will contact you later!"

Peter sighed, he understood what Shuwen meant, so he had no choice but to hang up the phone.

Shuwen put down his phone and shook his head.

Shuhua asked curiously, "What's the matter? Peter has something to do with you?"

"Peter wants me to accompany him to find someone, but it's a waste of effort to find a needle in a haystack. Manhattan is so big and there are so many people. If you want to find a homeless person, there is no monitoring equipment and police system, just by chance!"

Shuwen explained it, and finally concluded: "So there is nothing wrong."

Shuhua nodded and concentrated on the dishes in front of her.

He ordered four dishes and one soup. In addition to the steamed sea bass and boiled chicken, there were also two dishes of baked lily in Jinsha, crabapple and mushroom, and stewed sea cucumber with hundreds of flowers as soup.

As he was eating, he suddenly felt that the side was much more open. He looked up and saw an old woman walking towards him, and everyone around him gave way to her.

The old woman had a vicissitudes of life, she leaned on crutches, and she seemed to be in her 60s, and she was followed by two bodyguards in suits.As if feeling the gaze, she looked back with her head down: "Little boy, you're a bit unfamiliar."

Shuwen nodded: "I don't live here."

Shuhua also raised her head, and the old lady smiled even more, and said, "What a beautiful little girl, your parents are blessed."

Shuwen replied: "Thank you."

The old lady nodded and walked to the front, the owner of the store trotted out and asked, "Madam, what do you want to eat?"

He looked more at the bodyguard next to her, and then continued to eat with his head down.

After eating and leaving the restaurant, Shuhua waved her hands: "I enjoyed the meal, brother, let's go back later!"

Shuwen nodded: "Let's go shopping in Chinatown."

The two walked along the street where the restaurant was located.It's a pity that it's not a holiday, Chinatown is just what it looks like on weekdays.It's not that it's not lively, it's just that it's not as lively as during the festival.

Compared with other places in Manhattan, Chinatown has other places with more Chinese characteristics, but it is a foreign country after all, and it also incorporates local characteristics.

Although the two were full, there was still room in their stomachs for storage, so they ate a lot of snacks.

When you're done playing, go back and return to the place where you parked when you came back. Peter called.

"Dude, you can't imagine who I met!"

Received another call from Peter, he was at a loss: "What's wrong?"

When he asked, he was thinking in his heart. Since the other party said so, it is very likely that he met the lone gunman who participated in the shootout in Central Park in the morning and fled in the afternoon.

"I actually met the gangster shooter who got away! We had a fight and he was really good."

As Peter spoke, he seemed to touch the wound and took a breath of air.

Shuwen was surprised. He didn't expect Peter to be so lucky. He even began to wonder if it was the spider's ability to sense.

"I almost couldn't beat him, but he was still knocked out by me, what should I do now?"

Peter's problem is like blood math in kindergarten. He knows 1+1, but he can't 1+2.

"Why do you ask such a question? If you can't solve the problem, then hand it over to someone who can solve the problem and send it back to the police station. This is the answer!"

"I know, however, he told me before I knocked him out..."

Shuwen was listening carefully to what Peter was about to say, but something happened nearby, preventing him from listening to what Peter had to say.

In the parking lot, four or five people of yellow race who were leaning on the car leisurely left the car, their faces full of indifference while biting their cigarettes.Shuwen cannot distinguish whether they are Chinese, Korean,

Still Japanese.

They whistled, very frivolously.

Shuwen tilted his head and looked at them. He wouldn't beat them up just because of this, but maybe if they had other actions in the future.

They suddenly burst into laughter, and one of them seemed to be saying, "Is he too scared to move?"

"This girl is on time!"

One of them drew a gun and pointed at Shuwen: "You'd better not move around."

The remaining few strolled over.

"Close your eyes."

Pulling his sister back, Shuwen whispered softly.

Shuhua nodded solemnly.

He looked back to make sure his sister had really closed her eyes, and stuffed the phone into Shuhua's hand.

"Hold it for me." Feeling the sudden punch from behind, he stretched out his palm to block the opponent's fist, raised his leg and kicked the person's waist, causing the opponent to fly away in pain.

"If you are doing it, I will really shoot!"

People with guns warn.

Shuwen despised him, striding forward with one leg and foot, and swung his fist like an iron whip, hitting the chest of the red short-haired man who was coming from the side.

Hitting him backwards, Shuwen turned his fist into a palm, grabbed his neckline and threw it to the side, hitting another person who rushed up with an 'ah' call.

After throwing the man out, Shuwen stepped forward and rushed to the gunman.The other party panicked and subconsciously wanted to shoot. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, his wrist hurt. He couldn't help but let go of his hand and let the pistol fall to the ground.

He screamed and turned around trying to be parallel to his wrist, Shuwen let go of his hand, and patted him on the back with the other hand, and he threw himself on the ground and ate dog gnawing mud.

The gunman still reached out to grab the gun unwillingly, but Shuwen kicked the gun away, stepped on it mercilessly, and screamed again.

"elder brother?"

Tree Flower asked.

"Wait a minute!" Shuwen replied with a smile, even though her sister might not be able to see it with her eyes closed.

He turned his head to look at the three who were about to get up from the ground, and took out a gun from his pocket.These people trembled when they saw the muzzle of the gun.

I don't know where the gun came from, but there is a portrait of a beautiful woman carved on the side of the grip.

"Don't want to live?"

They shake their heads.

"Want to live?"

Chicken pecking rice.

"Very good!", Shuwen took a step back, took his sister's hand and went back to the side of the car, opened the door and let his sister sit in.

"Wait a little longer."

"kindness."

After closing the car door, Shuwen returned to the position just now. He looked at the three of them: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Huh?" They shook their heads frantically: "I didn't want to do anything."

"Before?"

Shuwen shook his pistol one by one, and the person pointed at by the gun shook his head vigorously: "Think, think, find someone to get some money to spend!"

"Who sent you here?"

Shuwen asked suspiciously.

"Tell the truth, otherwise my bullets won't have eyes."

They shook their heads and cried, "It's because we don't have eyes. We just want to ask someone for some money. Please don't kill us!"

"Shh, don't say such violent things to my sister."

They quickly covered their mouths and said nothing.

Shuwen's muzzle swayed back and forth on them, and his fingers moved, as if he was about to pull the trigger at any time.

Their pupils constrict, a sign of fear.

"very good!"

Fear is enough to speak the truth and speak the truth.He took out a sunglasses strap from his pocket and took out a stick-like thing with his other hand.

"Okay, look here." The light flashed, and they became dazed.

Seeing them fall to the ground, Shuwen returned to the car: "Okay, you can open it."

Shuhua opened her eyes and blinked at Shuwen: "Brother, Peter seems to be in danger."

"What?" He took the mobile phone from her and looked at his sister suspiciously.

"I was sitting in the car just now, and suddenly there was a gunshot, very loud."

He checked his phone, the call with Little Spider was over, he called back.

(End of this chapter)