v2 Chapter 250： Arguments in restaurants

"It's you." Black Washington...should be called McKell, he suddenly said when he saw Cao Gui and Gwen come in.

Cao Gui and the two have not returned to the New Jersey community for some time, especially after Cao Gui bought a villa on Long Island.

"Long time no see, McKell." Cao Gui greeted with a smile.

Gwen didn't speak, she nodded at McKell, she didn't care too much at the time, but since she got spider sense, she noticed the difference in McKell.

The evil spirit is very heavy, not a butcher who kills a hundred people does not have such evil spirit, this is definitely a murderous demon.

"Your friend?" The big super-killer girl not far away asked softly, her eyes slowly swept across Gwen beside Cao Gui, her eyes changed a little.

Cao Gui glanced at her, and she had indeed gained weight, not as cute as when she was a child. It seems that McKell is about to become a hardware man.

McKell nodded: "Yes, they are my friends."

Then, under the gazes of Cao Gui and the others, Super Killer took out a business card, and put a pink business card into Cao Gui's hands in front of Gwen:

"Young man, if you need to, you can come to me."

The corner of Cao Gui's mouth twitched, what is this woman doing? Could it be that I heard that she was fat in my heart?

McKell raised his forehead and sighed, idiot, isn't this provoking others?

Sure enough, she swayed and walked out. The super-killer girl suddenly slapped her feet and slammed her face to the ground.

Gwen is not a girl who accepts the challenge and refuses to fight back.

If I read it correctly, it seems that a disposable chopstick under his feet flew past, and Cao Gui looked at Gwen.

"Look at what I'm doing? Why don't you hurry up and order." Gwen snorted.

Of course, she knew that Cao Gui wouldn't be interested in that woman, but how could Gwen not fight back when the provocation hit her.

Cao Gui shrugged and pulled her to a chair. After a while, the waiter came over with the menu.

To Cao Gui's surprise, the waiter here turned out to be a blonde girl who looked a bit like Cinderella whose stepmother was Hela, the **** of death.

Gwen ordered General Tso's chicken, and Cao Gui went directly to the back kitchen to discuss with the chef, and ordered an authentic Texas Braised Chicken without American changes.

One American dish, and one Chinese dish. By the way, the blond waitress just gave Cao Gui two fortune cookies. It is said that this is a dining blessing from the far east.

"It's the first time I know that the East has such a dining habit."

Cao Gui opened the so-called fortune cookie and took out a so-called lucky note to complain. On the note was a sentence of chicken soup written in English.

"Hahaha." Gwen couldn't help laughing. Cao Gui's tangled expression was so funny, but unfortunately he didn't have any Italian friends by his side, otherwise he would have to order pasta pizza in front of them.

"Oh, by the way, where's the business card just now?" Gwen asked. Although he taught the super-killer girl a lesson, Gwen didn't forget it. Cao returned to keep his contact information.

Cao Gui pointed to the trash can not far away. It was the job of the hardware man McKell, so Cao Gui would not pick it up.

Gwen nodded in satisfaction and was about to speak, but at this moment, four people walked in from the door.

There are three men and one woman, two white and one black, and a Hispanic woman.

"Cao, those four people smelled blood." Gwen approached Cao Gui and whispered.

Hearing this, Cao Gui looked away from Dezhou Braised Chicken and followed Gwen's line of sight.

Huh? Cao Gui raised his eyebrows, a middle-aged white man, a young white man, and the young white man still had headphones in his ears.

They were all familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was, but the black man did know him, Max.

It's just that this black Max, wearing a red leather jacket with a frantic expression, doesn't look like a good person.

He is completely different from the Electric Man, who is bald and buck-toothed, somewhat humble and cowardly.

"Oh oh oh baby, I suddenly think you're right, this restaurant doesn't seem to be delicious." Max's red jacket turned his tone, and said to the young white man with some disgust.

"Bat, shut your mouth." The white man who was traveling with him said angrily:

"Don't you know it's very educated to talk like that?"

"Wow, oh, did the vampires on Wall Street teach me how to be educated?" The red jacket named Bat replied without showing weakness.

The Hispanic woman pouted and smiled at the middle-aged white man: "Dear, why did you think about discussing parenting with him? Don't you know that black people don't have fathers?"

As soon as these words came out, the bat's face suddenly turned ashen, and the blue veins bulged on the black smoked forehead, looking very angry.

But the two of them didn't care, they pouted and looked directly at the bat. In the end, although the bat was unwilling, he could only swallow this breath.

"Waiter, come here!" Bat, who couldn't resist his companions, shouted loudly, as if he wanted to throw his anger on the waiter.

Cao Gui frowned, it was really annoying, and he couldn't even eat a meal.

"Cao?"

"Let's talk about it after eating. If you kill people, you won't be in the mood to eat." Cao Gui said lightly.

The waitress girl's face flashed with displeasure. Of course she was also very unhappy, but she still bit the bullet and went over.

After a while, the waitress came to their table with four servings of General Tso's Chicken.

"This thing looks really ugly." The bat muttered, picked up his chopsticks and plunged it into the chicken, ready to pick it up and eat it.

"Hey, idiot!" the middle-aged white man exclaimed unhappily, "Do you know that it is a very disgusting behavior to stab chopsticks into food in Chinese food?"

"Oh, tell me? Where's the disgust?" Bat said indifferently.

"In Chinese food, that's the way the dead eat. Are you a dead person?" The Latino woman scolded directly.

"Oh~ you guys are so smart, so knowledgeable." Bat curled his lips:

"What? Are the elites of Wall Street going to teach me a black man who hasn't gone to school?"

"I'm black, why should I follow the dining habits of the Chinese? And What are you upset about? I saved you, you should thank me!"

"Thank you? Thank you for being a **** of death?" Hearing the words, the middle-aged white man got angry and gritted his teeth: "You bastard, you shoot at a disagreement..."

The middle-aged white man lowered his voice and said viciously.

"They are cops, they are liars!" Bat also lowered his voice.

"Shit!" The middle-aged white man yelled angrily, but he didn't continue the topic. The past has passed. There are a lot of people here, so be careful.

"You're right, it's shit." The bat tilted his head, spit the chicken in his mouth onto the floor, and scolded through gritted teeth:

"This **** shop, let a black man eat fried chicken, this is just discrimination!"

"Are you sick?" The Latino woman couldn't bear it any longer, and scolded directly:

"You ordered this dish and ate the food yourself. What's the matter with the restaurant?"

"Also, this is a Chinese restaurant. There's no need to respect the habits of your black people. I don't see you obeying the dining habits of Chinese restaurants."

Hearing this, the bat took out a pistol directly from under his clothes, his black face was extremely gloomy.

"I'll kill everyone in this Chinese restaurant. I want to see who dares to bully."

Speaking of Cao Gui and the two walking towards not far away with guns, the three people beside him quickly stopped him, but they were all freed by the black man named Bat Red Jacket.

With a sharp weapon in his body, the desire to kill is self-inflicted, nothing more than this.

It's just...he chose the wrong person!