Metropolis: Technology Maniacs

Relying on his own power, the governor who wanted to buy the flamingo and those big bosses were all driven out, and the hotel became quiet again.

The hotel steward walked out from behind the counter, and the look in their eyes became different.

As a local, he knows how much energy the governor and the gangsters have.

This kind old man walked to Ye Su's side and advised him to leave this place early.

"You don't know who you are offending. The Governor will never let it go. You have to be careful about that."

This kind old man kept nagging, reminding Ye Su to pay attention to them.

"Mr. Guan, aren't you trying to drive us away?" Barrotti asked.

"Of course not, I just hope you can be more careful, after all, it's easy to hide a spear, and it's hard to guard against a dark arrow." Mr. Guan Shi said.

"Then you can rest assured, if we don't go to them, they should be laughing. If they don't know the life and death and want to make trouble for us, then when we meet again, it will not be a matter of a fight."

Barrotti sneered, the housekeeper nodded and started to clean up the hall.

After the disturbance just now, the hall became messy, and there were still a few pools of blood on the ground.

"By the way, I have some money here. You and others are holding it. It should be our compensation to you." Baluti said to the steward.

"No need, no need," Mr. Guan Shi's hand was waving: "I didn't break anything, and even if you want to pay, let the bad guys pay, it has nothing to do with you."

"Let's take it, I'm sorry to cause you trouble." Barretti forced the money to the hotel steward: "Save it for you to have a drink at the bar."

Mr. Guan Shi didn't dare to ask for it. He had seen these people more fierce than those rascals. How dare he ask for their money?

In the end, it was Barrut who forced the money into his hands, and he had to accept it.

"Teacher, I was troubled by those bastards. I haven't eaten breakfast yet." Barretti said, "I'm hungry."

"Wait later, let's go out for lunch together. If you are hungry, there are still biscuits in the room." Yan Ran said, "Go, go up, I just talked to the teacher about the fighting competition, you also listen to it. "

"Oh."

Seeing the three of them go upstairs together, Mr. Guan shook his head and began to direct the others to clean up.

In a hospital in Bordel, a gloomy guy was lying on a bed.

When he was in the hotel just now, he used a knife on Ye Su. As you can imagine, he was stabbed by Ye Su. When he fainted, he didn’t get timely rescue. After all, everyone was taking care of it at that time. In your own life, where is there time to ask other people?

This guy lost his blood too much and was rescued. He was now lying on the bed with his eyes closed, looking very weak.

Old Hill, the bald head, and the fat man surrounded him, looking at him quietly, with a sad expression on his face.

"Oh," the fat man sighed. He was the first to be thrown out by Barrut in the hotel, hit the counter, and fell half dead.

Fortunately, he was fat enough and he had a lot of flesh on his body, which acted as a buffer when he fell on the ground. Apart from suffering from skin and flesh, he had no other injuries.

"Well, it's really unlucky for us to meet such a difficult guy."

Others ignored him, and the fat man didn't care, so he went on.

"If the cooked duck flies, you have to post a sum of money to buy medicine for your brothers. It's really bad luck."

When it comes to money, other people can't help but feel uncomfortable. The Governor promised, that's a huge sum.

Even if the four of them shared the money equally, it would be worth their half-year income.

Just thinking of the cruel little girl, their yearning for money had to calm down.

The bald head spoke: "There is no way, who can make someone more cruel than us, and can't beat her, what can I do, ah, what a pity."

He smacked his mouth still unfinishedly: "So much money, it's a pity that I can't get the money while I see it there."

Old Hill waved his hand and said to the three of them: "Listen to me. We have never seen the money. When he gets better, we will continue to engage in our fighting competition."

The fat man smiled next to him: "Old Hill, I don't believe you, an old fellow, are not tempted by the money at all."

Old Hill glanced at the fat man and sneered: "I'm not tempted? I want that money more than anyone else, you guys here, who doesn't know that I'm the one who stretched out my hand in the coffin--the one who wanted money?"

The other three nodded involuntarily.

Old Hill is famous in their circle for being stingy, and every time he has dinner with them, he will pack all the leftovers back.

What's more, Old Hill will entertain guests with these leftovers.

This was discovered by the fat man accidentally.

A few of them had a dinner. Fatty was eating a chicken leg, but he was already too full. Although he was still greedy, he couldn't eat anymore.

So he threw back the half-eaten chicken drumstick.

As a result, on the third day, Old Hill invited them to dinner. Of course, the place was in his home. They knew that Old Hill basically didn't entertain guests in the restaurant, and would go to the restaurant to eat unless there was no other way.

Old Hill always said that the food in the restaurant is unhygienic, and that too much oil and salt are used. Eating too much is not good for the health of the body, although he always eats a lot every time someone invites him to the restaurant.

But since he said so, everyone had to laugh, and just say a few words of him and it was over.

When eating at Old Hill's house that day, it was needless to say that one of the dishes was chicken thighs. The fat man liked this the most, so he dialed around and found one that looked bigger.

It was only when he ate that he realized that this chicken drumstick seemed a bit familiar. Old Hill always invited them back in a few days after their dinner. The fat man was suspicious of this phenomenon. He saw this chicken drumstick. , It aggravated his suspicion.

Then he found out that this chicken leg was the one he had nibble on that day.

Why do fat people think so?

It turns out that a fat man has a habit when he eats chicken thighs. He first eats the skin on the chicken thighs, because the skin is covered with marinade and tastes the best.

After eating the skin, the fat man began to gnaw on the bones. His teeth are very good. He likes to gnaw on these tiny bones. When he eats chicken thighs, unlike others, he just eats the meat. He takes a bite and connects to the bones. Bite the meat together, and then slowly eat the meat. After sucking the taste of the bones clean, spit it out.

In this way, as long as it is the chicken drumstick he has eaten, it is significantly different from others.