My wife's boyfriend is a BUG

There is a Chinese restaurant next to the Borx Hotel, which is very close to the movie theater. The manager of the restaurant is a Sichuanese, about 50 years old.In fact, Max can't figure it out. Chinese people generally look younger than Americans of the same age. Maybe he is 60 years old, but who cares?As long as there is General Tso's chicken that Barry wants to eat.

Max looked at Dean and Sam who were sitting opposite each other thoughtfully, and the two followed them from the hotel to the restaurant, under the pretense that they were eating together with acquaintances to promote their relationship.Max didn't have to think hard enough to know that Dean was trying to screw him over, they had paid the bill last time at the deli.

"We still want hot pot, mandarin duck pot." Sam communicated with the boss in broken Chinese.He claims to be a Stanford doctor, and his Chinese is excellent, but now it seems that he is not as good as a Jewish otaku, even if he is not a doctor.And Carolyn...what are the highly educated people doing these days?Ghostbusters, waiters, and a group of nerds who play games every day. Think about the Nobel Prize. Participating in Comic Con can only get the temptation of American buttocks.

No wonder my mother dragged herself to go shopping during the exam, just look at these crazy people.

"You know that there is English next to the Chinese on the menu, right?" Max pulled the menu out of Sam's hand and looked at him suspiciously. "Stanford? Are you sure?"

"Hey? Hey? Don't be like this Max, let the doctor continue." Dean snatched the menu back from Max's hand and took it in his hand.But even though he said so, he obviously didn't mean to let Sam continue, but to bring out the essence of the domineering brother to the extreme.He knew that the boss here was fluent in English, and that Sam, an idiot, never read online reviews.He quickly ordered General Tso's chicken that Max and Barry wanted and his favorite hot pot.It's so spicy, he likes Sichuan, China.

Although it's a pity that Sam doesn't eat much anymore, he can only order mandarin duck pot.

"So what are you doing here?" Barry asked. "Don't tell me it's a coincidence."

"However, it's actually such a coincidence." Dean spread his hands helplessly, then tilted his head and smiled, looking very serious.So Sam pats him, and Dean isn't too pleased about it, "Don't do that, Sammy."

"Boom boom—brother war, I like it." Max clapped his hands, "What are you guys doing here?"

"Investigate the disappearance." Sam replied, "We saw a video on Twitter about a mother who was looking for people about the disappearance of her daughter and her son-in-law. Her notes were very detailed, but the clues reached Ohio. State and then it broke. We started with occasional sympathy checks, and we tracked down the only disappearance related there, which happened just last month. On further investigation, we found out that there are trips every year. Or, like yours—a couple who went missing in Zanesville. Further down, we found the hotel 'Borx'. Then we came across you and Mr. Allen."

"Oh—oh, bad luck to the extreme." Max and Barry looked at each other. "However, it's been a long time since I heard about compassion. I thought I'd only see it on TV."

Max pushed the condiment bottle down and straightened it up again.Their seats are next to the window, and when they turn their heads, they can see the scene of people coming and going outside.There are many Chinese restaurants on this street, and they are always bustling until midnight, full of interesting Chinese people and their souls.

Max looked up and could see the church, and the dark sky made the top of the church brighter.Oh, and there was a little beggar sitting alone in a corner, but no one noticed.Wait, it doesn't seem like a beggar.

She frowned, touched Barry lightly, and asked, "Can you see it? It's there."

"What? Max?" Barry followed Max's gaze, "Do you want to go to the restaurant across the way? But they are putting up a closed sign."

"I know." Max nodded, not telling the story of a ghost there.She doesn't trust the pair of brothers who claim to be hunters, there are doubts everywhere, and her mother really gives her a headache.

She can see ghosts, but unless she's missing arms and legs or has a visibly different aura, her senses don't really work.When he was a child, Max often regarded ghosts as living people and chatted with them.This led to her being often bullied as a freak when she was a child, but Max is not a little white girl who is easy to bully.

As the saying goes, the chest is more than two taels, and the fist is far more than a thousand gold.

Violence is not a good solution, but blocking those girls on the way home is a brilliant idea.There are also blood plasma and fake human organ specimens stolen from the hospital on Halloween. If they are willing to take biology class, they will not be so scared that they will take a week of sick leave.The conclusion is don't always reveal your address to people, if everyone knows what your mother's name is, it's not a good thing.

The throne of the school's big sister is well deserved, go crazy about it, bitches.

"You have to tell my sister some information, otherwise she will call the police." Max quickly turned his chopsticks and overturned the seasoning bottle again.She straightened it absent-mindedly, she would not have done that in the first place, "Don't make us look like ignorant teenagers, blame the uncles."

"I believe it was a friendly exchange," Barry added.

"Friendly?" Dean raised his voice, which attracted the attention of a large number of Chinese people who were dining. Sam shook him to indicate a low key, but Dean didn't follow his brother's meaning every time. "Are you kidding me? Call the police?"

"Hmm," Max gave up his chopsticks and ate with a fork, "what do you think—officer? Instead of struggling, it's better to close your eyes and enjoy it."

"This is a naked threat, Sam. See what they want to do?" Dean patted the table and caught someone's attention again. He turned his head and shouted over there, "What are you looking at, I didn't see Have Americans quarreled?"

"Let's talk about it after dinner. The chef here is not bad." Sam pulled Dean down, looking a little embarrassed.Those people looked back bored, Sam tried to turn his head to look, but Dean was still very dissatisfied.He drank some beer, which was provided by Max himself, and there was no such option in the restaurant.

"Listen, what you want, I'll deliver it to your room..."

"That sounds like Bey's anti-drug." Max ordered.

"Girl, don't push yourself!" Dean gritted his teeth, "I'm willing to tell you that some information has already been regressed. You know that you have retreated to China from here?"

"Don't get excited, boy. Say goodbye to Dad, who cares what you're thinking? Sometimes you have to do things you don't like, and that's growth." Max replied slowly, pulling the vegetables He approached, and then asked Barry what he wanted with his eyes. Barry shook his head and looked at Dean, who was holding his chopsticks.

Max rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, big boy. We are at B314, remember, don't go to the wrong door to throw yourself into another girl's arms."

"Did they say about the elevator down there?" asked Sam suddenly.

Maxton nodded and pursed his lips slightly, "What's the problem?"

"The staff there said the elevator was broken, and they're contacting a repairman to fix it, but it's been there for a month, and no one has come to fix it, and in fact we haven't got the surveillance video of the elevator yet." Sam laughed a little Reluctantly, "Although it can be determined that it is man-made damage, it is very difficult to repair and it will take a long time."

"Why not let the real police do it?" Max asked, biting his chopsticks, "Don't stare at me, little man Ted, it's no use losing your temper. Take care of your own life, and the game of changing teeth or finding a father is still going on." How long? Honestly, there's no point in worrying about these things."

"Did you do anything meaningful, Max?"

"Although you guys are so stupid that you want to quarrel, little brother, sister never quarrels with others." Max shook his fingers, "Because sister crushes unilaterally every time, arguing is like you are wearing a 90s trash jacket today and being bored Like music, it's no fun. So listen, rock boys, I'm not interested in your business, after this meal, you fuck off, or I'll put you in a hot pot and swim with your heart and lungs."

"I believe you will choose the former, so it's best not to try to get any benefits from me, then you will only get angry with my old lady, this ignorant girl."

Max wiped his mouth, pulled Barry away.Evidently, they were both completely full from the meal.It is useless to stay longer, thanks to the fact that the Chinese do not have a tipping system, and the journey is smooth.

"Day," Dean said suddenly, "Sammy! We're paying for the meal again."

"To be happy in life is to be happy." Sam replied helplessly.