Chapter 351 ninth district late night cafeteria
New York in 2009.
Since 2008, peace symbolizes Kyle's return to the time of returning to the universe. The older generation of heroes, such as Captain Steve of the United States, once again returned to the 21st century with a young and strong posture; the new generation of heroes, such as Iron Man Stark, emerged at a rocket-like speed.
Of course, Tony's banknote ability still gives him a high popularity that is almost equal to the legendary hero Steve.
The name of the hero has become a unique benchmark for the new era and a hot topic of perseverance.
The most famous star of the moment is not an actor or a singer, but a hero with extraordinary ability to achieve justice. Their posters, posted in every corner of the street, and paper newspapers, almost always have gossip news related to heroes.
The rapid rise of urban economy and science and technology will be accompanied by many evils. Only after the peace symbol Kyle unplugged the anti-social personality of the Hydra organization, the city of New York, which has been marked with a sin city, has gradually Becoming a capital of heroes, plus the openness of non-natural firms and Stark Industries, advanced things such as super powers, black technology, and aliens are swaying New York City daily...
Although Kyle left the Earth with Tony six months ago, his feats and influences in New York are still transforming the city from time to time.
It was late at night, the neon lights in the streets of New York City opened, and the office workers who worked for a long time were finally liberated. Most of them chose to pull a few friends and beautiful girls to release emotions in places such as bars.
In the bustling area of Brooklyn, this late-night bar and late-night canteen named 'Ninth District' is naturally a good choice. After all, the store's exterior and architecture are biased towards the sci-fi metallic feel, and the popular aliens in New York in recent years. Man-made gimmicks, let it be loved and sought after by some young people.
This is not, it is already ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and there are still many guests who come to the ninth district to dine.
Just this evening, two other customers came to the late night dining hall in the ninth district.
Eddie was wearing a jacket and his hands were inserted in jeans pockets. He had a burning cigarette in his mouth and spit out a circle of white smoke at the corner of his mouth. Under the half-year work experience of the non-natural office, he was all in the body. Filled with cold and sloppy temperament, a standard appearance of street gangsters and unhealthy youth.
What is striking is that he is on his left shoulder. Caesar, wearing a hooded children's costume, sits on top of it, with a lollipop in his mouth, and a pair of bare feet hang down on Eddie's chest, full of freshness. Look at the Quartet with your big eyes.
"Hello, gentleman, welcome to the ninth district. Is it a... or two?"
When the female receptionist at the door spoke, her eyes could not be moved after she fell on Caesar. For her, the children in front of her eyes were too perfect, and the facial features of the pink and white were like finely crafted. Like an angel without any impurities and no human pollution.
On the contrary, as if the guardian's Eddie is full of anger, it is simply the difference between the world.
poor child.
The female receptionist sighed slightly, glanced at Eddie with a slight disgust, and then looked at Caesar with incomparably pity.
"Two."
Eddie couldn't help but responded, knowing that he had been inadvertently buried by others. It is obvious that the victim is his three good citizens. Caesar, who looks like humans and animals on his shoulders, is a demon.
Thinking of the potato chip bag that had just been swallowed, Eddie’s face turned blue again. He was in the bathroom, and he didn’t know how long it took before he finally got out.
Under the guidance of the female receptionist.
Eddie took Caesar and deliberately picked up a faint corner of the corner. The dining area was still sitting on a dozen other tables. The chattering whispering sound was not like late night.
At the time of ordering, the waiter who came to the reception was also shocked, because Eddie handed the menu to Caesar, who was sitting on the seat next to the table and not at the height of the table.
Caesar is also welcome, hands over the menu atlas, holding a serious point in his arms.
Fully ordered a meal for five people, Caesar just closed the menu, Eddie let the waiter retreat, smiled and said to Caesar with a relaxed tone: "Less master, but fortunately you stop for five people, otherwise I will scare the people in this store."
"Is it?" Caesar scratched his hair and said, "It was only the first round. I was thinking that the table was not big enough to put down the food for five people."
Eddie: "..."
The arm under his desk swelled out of the black liquid and condensed into a small black monster's head. The toxin licked his mouth with a scarlet long tongue. He said, "I also ordered the sashimi that I like to eat." Thank you, Lord!"
"Fuck with me, I eat meat, have your soup."
Caesar nodded and stretched out his hand, actively stroking the head of the toxin, and the toxins blinked to reveal an unprecedented tame expression.
Eddie almost never turned his back on the air, using only the sound he could hear, and said to the toxin: "This meal is spent on my money! And, just let me show my attitude, how can you give it so soon?" I have rebelled!"
The toxins melted back into Eddie's body and replied: "I don't know what's going on. I feel more and more that there is an inexplicable intimacy and attraction among the young masters."
"You want to change the host?" Eddie asked not.
"Don't dare."
The words of the toxins are very short, but Eddie still understands what it means. This is not to go to the identity of Caesar's young master. Let's not mention Kyle behind Caesar. Rain alone is enough to make the toxins retreat.
Not to mention, there is a great relationship between the toxins and Kyle.
After serving, most of the meat dishes are hot and fragrant.
With Eddie sitting on the outside of the seat, Caesar simply sat on the table against the wall, grabbing the fried chicken legs with bare hands, and getting close to the open small mouth, biting the meat.
Eddie looked at Caesar with a stunned look until Caesar finished eating the food for one person, and the stomach did not swell up, and the little hand rushed to the second person.
"Less Lord, how can you eat this?" Eddie swallowed her saliva and looked around. Fortunately, the light was dull. The dining guests at other tables did not notice the scene, otherwise I was afraid to scare the police.
"I am now a long body."
Caesar snorted, continued to eat, meat into the mouth, the extraordinary taste buds can perfectly enjoy the taste, and even in the mind to calculate the salt ratio, vitamin content and so on.
Caesar can still clearly feel that his body is like an oversized stove. The food that eats the stomach has no residue and no impurities. In less than a few seconds, it is transformed into various nutrients, which are constantly being satisfied by the body. The cells are absorbed.
"Long body does not have to eat so much." Eddie whispered, still to cover Caesar, disguised as a meal is the illusion of their own solution.
Caesar, while dining, quietly practiced to release his extraordinary facial features, even if it was only the corners of his eyes, he could give a full view of the dimly lit restaurant. The surface appearance of any person and thing, even tiny as dusty bacteria, is unique. The shimmer is manifested in the fundus.
And in the entire building space, the conversations of the guests up to the neighboring table, the sound of the current igniting in the kitchen, regardless of the size, are lumped into the eardrum.
The world, like a subversion in an instant.
(End of this chapter)