Chapter 2409

The first guest in the restaurant this morning was Michael.

As soon as Meg came down the stairs, the bell rang.

"The Lord of the city has arrived so early that the restaurant is not open yet." MEG opened the door with a smile.

"You should know what I'm here for if you come here so early to harass boss Mai." Michael also looked at MEG with a smile. "Don't you invite me in for a while?"

"Come in, please." McGonagall leaned aside and closed the door after Michael entered.

"Boss Mai must have heard about what happened to the elves. What's your opinion?" Michael asked, looking directly at MEG.

McGonagall knew that Michael had guessed his identity, but he was a smart man. If he didn't point out, everyone would continue to play.

"There's no clue yet, but it should have nothing to do with the old masters." Said Meg.

He is not ready to tell the third party about the underground city for the time being. After all, his face has not been completely torn. MEG is still waiting for the attitude of the people behind Xi.

In a world, there can not be only one voice.

They painstakingly isolated the exchanges between the two worlds, completely hid the underground city, controlled and arrested those who crossed the border, which showed that their rulers were not willing to let the two worlds collide and exchange.

"The death of the elf queen and Helena is a great shock to all races, and we know nothing about our opponents." Michael looked at McGonagall. "If it's not the old dominator, who has so much power?"

"There may be some powerful beings on the continent of Nolan that we don't know, such as the sealed old dominator or the latent strong." McGonagall said frankly, "of course, those who can be killed don't deserve to be called old masters."

Michael's eyelids jumped and he was worried about the fate of all ethnic groups in Nolan.

However, McGonagall said it was light. Although the monster was killed by him with one sword, it fought alone against the powerful elves and killed the queen and the high priest, which still scared all the people.

McGonagall's strength has gone beyond the scope of level 10 and should be included in the legendary divine realm.

But there is no such strong one among all kinds of races.

If such powerful monsters reappear on the territory of all ethnic groups, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Don't look at me. I'm just a cook. The bean curd is just ready. Would you like a share?" MEG turned into the kitchen and the sound came out of it.

"Make an exception to pack one for me. My wife said she hadn't eaten bean curd for several days, and she talked to me about it yesterday." Michael stood at the kitchen door, smiling and pleading.

MEG looked at him and thought, "how fast are you?"

"In three minutes." Michael patted his chest.

"Then you still have to pay attention to it. Most normal men spend more than three minutes." McGonagall looked at Michael with pity. "If you have nothing to do, you can come to the restaurant to eat more. It's a big tonic."

McGonagall packed two portions of tofu for Michael, one sweet and one salty. By the way, he also brought his eldest lady's portion.

"It's no use being urgent. Everything has to be done slowly." McGonagall patted Michael on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Michael looked at McGonagall and felt that he had something to say, but no taste.

"Thank you." Michael took a dragon coin and put it on the table. He consciously packed three bowls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Then he left with satisfaction.

McGonagall knew that Michael would soon be able to return the two portions of tofu to his family in the best time to eat it, which was much better than a group.

As for Michael's earlier words, it was also in his expectation.

All ethnic groups have not yet been separated from the shadow of the old dominators. Now, the sudden death of the queen of the elves and Helena has taken place. This kind of unknown powerful existence is often more frightening.

"What did the woman say when she came yesterday?" Elena came down the stairs in her Tulle pajamas, her long round legs looming between her skirts.

"Ah... You didn't sleep yesterday?" Meg's a little guilty.

Elena opened a chair and sat opposite MEG with her white legs folded. With a sneer, she said, "ha ha, it's nice to get me drunk and then drink and eat meat with other women on my back, isn't it?"

"First of all, you are drunk, there is no such thing as drinking!

Secondly, it's not collusion, it's necessary entertainment in my work!

Finally, I'm not happy at all, OK!

In the middle of the night, he had to prepare a whole table for the customers. After seeing them off, he had to clean up the table. Then he stayed up all night to make a relationship score. He got up early in the morning and had to cook. He was ready to open the door to do business.... "

The more Meg said it, the more he felt aggrieved.

So bitter, so tired, and for whom?

Irina stared at MEG for a while, not moved, but said: "why, do you want me to praise you?"

"That's not necessary. Yesterday, the woman came to ask for something. I gave her half of it, and I asked her to ask someone who could manage the rest to take it. Her words didn't work." McGonagall straightened out immediately.

"Don't you worry that they will gather some gods to kill you first?"

"If they don't mind the complete exposure of the dungeon, they can try it." McGonagall grinned, with some confidence.

"What if they sent the mecha?"

"Now we can only gamble that the underground city is not monolithic, and the power behind Xi just doesn't deal with the control power of this mecha monster." McGonagall said freely, "if we win the bet, maybe we can have another friend. If we lose the bet, we have to work hard."

"How sure are you?"

"80 percent."

"Well?"

"If the power behind Xi is the mecha controller, she won't come last night. The normal operation is: two extraordinary people fell from the sky last night and completely destroyed the Maimi restaurant."

If Elena is thoughtful, with her clever brain melon seeds, she soon wants to understand the reason.

"So, you bet on us last night?"

"I borrowed the Trident from the little girl and put it on the roof. It's not that there's no chance of winning." Meg said calmly.

He didn't sleep all night last night. In addition to reading, he was also a bit wary.

"What do you want in the morning?" MEG asked with a smile.

"Preserved egg, lean meat porridge and bean curd." Elena's thinking about the cableway.

"Ying Ying..."

A baby's cry came from upstairs.

MEG and Irina look at each other and fall into silence.

"You have experience, you go." Said Irina.

"You brought it back. Should you go?" McGonagall tried to pass the buck.

"Xiaoyayi is good. If you don't cry, your aunt will take you downstairs to eat." Gina's gentle voice followed the footsteps on the stairs.