Section 277
What are the ‘signature dishes’, how many signature dishes are there.
Which one is high-end, which one is cheap, and which one is more delicious.
Of course, there are many ways to cook and eat abalone, steamed, braised, stewed in sauce...you can choose.
This is the charm of money. The kimono girl sold their seafood store in an instant.
And also reminded Zhou Chen that it is best not to go to the third floor to eat abalone tonight.
Because there are many people from the black society up there.
Of course, if Zhou Chen is not afraid of those people, he can also go up there to play, as long as he has money.
Because the abalone on the third floor is very expensive, sometimes you can't eat it even if you spend money.
"Thank you."
Zhou Chen handed the kimono girl another banknote.
Why?
Because the other party is a worker of Longguo, doing reception.
This point has been clearly written in the investigation report.
Not all girls are bad.
At least the girl in front of him did not come out to sell abalone.
"Thank you." The kimono girl was so excited.
Two tips, two 10,000 yuan bills.
It is equivalent to more than a thousand Dragon currency, which is a lot.
"You're welcome."
Zhou Chen spoke in Dragon language, his voice was very light.
While the girl was stunned, he went up to the third floor.
When he went to the third floor, he could hear some noise and cursing.
"Welcome."
A scantily clad young lady came out from the reception desk on the third floor.
But she was pretty.
Seeing this receptionist, it seemed that the grade of the third floor had suddenly gone up.
"Let's find a private room¨" .
Zhou Chen smiled and said, "By the way, do you need to pay attention to anything?"
While speaking, he pointed to the noisy corridor.
"..."
The receptionist thought for a while, pointed to the two private rooms and whispered, "There are people from the Inagawa Society in those two rooms, be careful."
I have to say that this Sakura country lady in front of me is pretty good.
"Thank you."
Zhou Chen was not stingy and handed the other party a tip.
Under the joyful guidance of the young lady, he walked into the corridor.
Zhou Chen deliberately asked for one of the two adjacent private rooms with the "Inagawa Association".
It took about ten minutes.
A heavily made-up "mama-san" came with two girls.
Zhou Chen pointed at one of the girls, and the mama-san took the other girl away with a smile on her face.
The waiter brought some wine and food.
"Sir..."
The girl sitting next to Zhou Chen looked very shy, and Zhou Chen could see the nervousness in her eyes.
She was not very old, about 20 years old.
Zhou Chen waved his hand, "Quiet, pour the wine."
The girl stopped talking and poured Zhou Chen wine.
That kind of gentle and well-behaved look is not possessed by girls from the Dragon Country.
But...
The cheating rate of women in the Sakura Country is the highest in the world, as high as 49%.
On average, one in two women will cheat, isn't it very fuckable?
So don't look at the gentleness of Sakura girls, their personalities have collapsed long ago.
Let you go to the green grassland in minutes, who can stand this!
Using "double hearing", Zhou Chen drank while listening to the conversation next door.
From time to time, a few words of Dragon language conversation can be heard.
Confirmed, the suspect Lu Xiaowei is next door.
I have heard almost enough.
Zhou Chen looked at the girl next to him and asked curiously, "Will you cheat in the future?"
"Uh!"
The girl was stunned and stared at Zhou Chen blankly.
"I believe you will be a good girl."
Zhou Chen smiled and stood up, "Keep working hard!"
He opened the door and walked out of the box.
Then he came to the door of the next room and opened the door.
Suddenly, I saw a group of shirtless and tattooed strong men hugging the naked young ladies.
The moment the door was opened, a series of ferocious eyes looked over.
A normal person would probably be scared to death when facing this scene.
Zhou Chen walked in calmly, closed the door, ignored the tattooed men, and looked at the two people sitting at the top.
One was a middle-aged man with tattoos all over his body, and the other was a white and slightly fat middle-aged man.
This person is the target Zhou Chen is looking for, the suspect Lu Xiaowei.
"Ask you a question."
Zhou Chen walked up to Lu Xiaowei, who was in a state of confusion, and asked: "Do you know about supernatural events?"
This sentence was said in Sakura language.
When Lu Xiaowei heard this, his face changed instantly.
Not only did his face look wrong, but the face of the middle-aged man with full armor and tattoos next to him also changed.
Zhou Chen smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
You know, those two supernatural events involved murder.
As long as Lu Xiaowei is a normal person, would he tell others about this kind of thing?
But the tattooed middle-aged man next to him, his face is wrong, which means he knows.
Why does he know?
The scheming frog keeps touching your belly... He is also a participant!
"¨" Baga!" A roar sounded.
The tattooed men around him who didn't look like good people stood up.
Someone even picked up a short knife and surrounded Zhou Chen.
Instead, Lu Xiaowei and the middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader looked at each other, then stood up and retreated, wanting to leave.
"You can't leave."
Zhou Chen put away his smile, "No one here can leave today."
The scolding sounded again, and a dozen tattooed men rushed towards Zhou Chen.
Zhou Chen looked at them calmly, his eyes were so calm, and the arc of his mouth was so mocking.
Zhou Chen moved almost as soon as the group of strong men rushed to him.
No one (Zhao) could describe his speed.
Describe his violent outburst.
Describe his cold-blooded cruelty.
Describe his…art when killing!
Ten seconds, or even less than ten seconds.
Waves of bone-shattering sounds that made people’s scalps numb rang out.
When Lu Xiaowei and the middle-aged man walked to the door and looked back.
The private room became strangely quiet.
More than a dozen tattooed men were lying on the ground.
No screams, no wailing, no one was moving.
Those men seemed to be asleep, lying on the ground motionless.
If it weren’t for their weirdly twisted necks and heads, and those limbs that were twisted to the point of being incomprehensible.