The consumption concept of the rich woman

night.

The four of them came to a western restaurant and had a pretty ordinary meal. After all, this place was different from China. Any city would have a lot of special food, especially the roadside stalls that embodied the local food culture. Comparatively, the awareness of food safety was relatively high in the United States, and with their Chinese stomachs, they probably would not be able to accept any of this.

Another thing, Li Muran didn't know whether it was because she cared more or what, but she always felt that passers-by were in a hurry, and there seemed to be a lot more gangsters on the street, which added a feeling of panic.

Song Yi's nerves suddenly tensed up as well, and as soon as Li Muran saw that his rhythm and breathing became disordered, he knew that something was indeed unusual.

No way, it's just a coincidence. Could it be that the follow-up actions of Andrew's fight at Jiahe Restaurant today are happening right before my eyes again?

If innocent people like Song Kexin are hurt, can he still keep them here today?

This won't do. I can only use the excuse of going to the bathroom to call Andrew. Luckily I left my contact information today, otherwise I would be at a loss now.

After some communication, Andrew did send a team of men to fight nearby, as if he was taking over that gang. Although the original gang leader and the second in command were killed in Jiahe, there was only one man left to guard the house, who was considered the third-in-command. They should not have been able to put up any effective resistance or surrender without any resistance, but some people were ambitious.

Look, even though he knew he couldn't win, he still held on to the hope of getting away with it, and now a fight broke out. The key point is that it happened near the western restaurant where she was eating. Isn't that a coincidence?

Anyway, Li Muran had only one request, that he must not dance too close to her.

Andrew also readily promised that he would not spoil her dining mood.

Unfortunately, things don't always go as planned. The more you worry about something, the more likely it is to happen around you.

Suddenly, a spherical object rolled in. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a person. The reason why Li Muran didn't recognize him at first glance was because he was a white man with a snow-white body and he was too fat. The most important thing was that he was a flexible fat man.

It was like a gust of wind blowing in, making Li Muran think that a ball was rolling in.

A group of people with knives and sticks followed behind him. Li Muran's face darkened instantly. Didn't he say that they wouldn't come near him? Could it be that this group of people were ghosts?

He reflexively looked up at Song Kexin and Ye Jing opposite him. Sure enough, Song Kexin nervously held Ye Jing's hand and moved closer to him for support.

Fortunately, they were in the back and saw the ball, oh, no, the fat white man holding a male customer hostage with a gun and chattering, probably threatening the group of people who were chasing them.

Seeing this scene, Li Muran felt like laughing. Why? He thought the people on the other side were policemen, but he was still taking hostages. He was just digging a hole for himself and burying himself. He was courting death.

Sure enough, another person came in from the door and shouted. It was an acquaintance. Wasn't this Solomon who was beside Andrew?

Holding the gun in his hand, he lightly raised his hand and shot the fat white man in the wrist. The gun slipped directly from his hand and the hostage breathed a sigh of relief instantly. However, the fat man reacted quickly, raised his hand and strangled the hostage's neck, still mumbling something, probably threatening him again.

But it’s no wonder. After all, the door is blocked and there’s no way to run away. We can only try our best to save the situation.

Although I can understand the general meaning from their body language and occasional English words, the language barrier is also a big problem. I can choose not to speak their language and pretend not to understand, but I can't really not understand, so.

"System. Come out."

"Come on, host, do you want me to provide you with any service?"

"Why does this sound so awkward? Forget it. Are there any language proficiency cards?"

"Yes, host, do you need me to exchange it for you?"

"speak English."

"Well, the exchange requires 120 energy points."

"Sure." Anyway, it's easy for her to earn energy points now.

Sure enough, it was a skill card or something like that. For a moment, an indescribable feeling filled her brain, as if books and explanations in various languages ​​were imprinted in her mind all at once.

Now, when she listened to those gibberish words, it seemed as if they were automatically filtered into the Chinese language she was familiar with in her ears.

After listening carefully, she finally understood why Solomon did not kill him directly. It seemed that he wanted to interrogate the mastermind behind the scenes. The leaders of the other two gangs were dead, and the others either ran away or surrendered. Only this fat white guy, oh no, his name was Bartholomew, the rebellious third brother mentioned by Andrew. It is estimated that someone took advantage of his ambition and planned a targeted assassination conspiracy in order to lure out Andrew. Who would have thought that he never showed up at all? It's like an ant killing an elephant. Although they are not powerful enough, they can't stand up to the crowd.

He just suffered a loss this afternoon, why would he come out again? On the other hand, it is not impossible that people who are eager for revenge will inevitably lose their minds because they have suffered a loss, but Andrew is obviously not that kind of person.

Thinking of this, Li Muran took the initiative to step forward and said, "In ancient China, we had a kind of punishment called 'Lingchi', commonly known as 'a thousand cuts'. As the name suggests, it means cutting off the flesh of a person one by one. If there is someone who specializes in this, they can cut more than 2,300 cuts on a person and ensure that the person does not die. The flesh on the body is cut off, but the breath is still there. In simple terms, all the flesh on the body is cut off, leaving only white bones, and the person being punished is still alive. I'm not talented, but I have good knife skills. How about handing the person over to me?" Li Muran said this in English, otherwise she was afraid that the fat white man named Bartholomew would not understand.

Except for the three people with Li Muran, most of the people present were from the Beautiful Country, and Song Yi herself was proficient in these languages.

Song Kexin and Ye Jing were also top students, so everyone present understood the horror of Li Muran's "cutting into pieces" punishment.

The fat white man was so scared that he begged for mercy loudly and didn't even care about the hostages. He knew that these hostages were no threat to Solomon at all. The man behind the scenes who had instructed him to resist the Aryan annexation was the only person who could save his life at the moment.

But if he doesn't say it now, he won't be able to die later. The key point is that he doesn't want to die.

Solomon waved to his subordinates behind him, signaling them to take Bartholomew away, then turned around and greeted Li Muran with a smile, "Miss Li, nice to see you again. The boss called me just now. I didn't expect that he disturbed you again. I'm really sorry." Solomon leaned forward slightly to apologize.

Li Muran was speechless for a moment. Looking at this elegant gentlemanly demeanor, who could say that he was the leader of a gang?

"Nothing, say hello to Mr. An for me, I have friends waiting over there."

"Well, okay, Miss Li, please do as you please. I will take him back to report first."

Li Muran nodded slightly and then turned around.

However, before he reached Song Yi and the others, he heard Song Kexin's voice.

"Song Yi, do you know that Muran is so terrifying? She can even do the torture of lingchi."

Song Yi was also a little speechless at this time.

He knew that Li Muran was just trying to scare the fat white guy, but was it okay for this beautiful girl to instantly transform into a Jade-faced Shura?