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Everyone looked outside nervously and found that a man was walking in with two things in his hands.

The person walked closer and closer. Pei Ming sneered and didn't say anything.

Xiao Tian felt extremely awkward and smiled, "So … It's Mike, hehe. "

With a smile on his face, Pei Zi Ming remained silent as he watched Mike walk over.

Mike placed two big plates of food on the table. When everyone saw it, they realized that one plate was grilled chicken with curry meat and one plate was roast chicken.

Xiao Tian drooled as she watched, "Wow, Mike, where did you buy this from? It smells so good, can we eat it?"

"You bought it?" Where do you think you can buy it in this shitty place? There's only chicken here, nothing else, so I asked them to buy some and make some. Mike replied with a smile.

"I made it." An Na curled her lips and picked up the spoon in her hand.

"What profit?" Mike did not understand.

An Na took a bite and thought it was extremely delicious, "Of course I married someone who knows how to cook."

Mike was praised by his wife until he was somewhat proud, he took out two bottles of beer from his bag and said: "Are you guys not going out tonight? Come on, have a drink. "

As they ate and drank their beer, everyone felt that this was the right life for them.

Little White tasted the rice, her eyes staring straight: "Mike, did you make all of this? Can you open a restaurant with your skills? "

Guan Youyou could not stop at all. She had thought that the sushi from before was delicious enough, but compared to the two plates in front of her, it was not worth mentioning.

"I didn't expect you to have such skills. You're almost catching up to my Pei Ming." Guan Youyou said as she ate.

When Mike heard this, he became a little displeased. "If there's a chance, I want to compete with him."

"So confident?" Are you used to run a restaurant? " Guan Youyou joked.

Unexpectedly, Mike replied: "About this … "That's true. Although I didn't open it, I've still learned a bit."

An Na looked at her own husband, "I really didn't expect that you would have such an experience in the past.

"Actually, he can be considered a hoodlum." Mike picked up the cup and drank all the wine inside it.

Everyone was still immersed in the delicacies, but Mike seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became serious.

Seeing that, An Na put down the tableware in her hand, and looked at her man with deep emotion: "Did something bad happen in the past? You never told me. "

Mike recalled that back then, compared to his current life, it could be considered to have a different flavor.

… ….

In the small town of Sacramento at the beginning of the twenty-first century, a Mafia party gathered there.

The young Mike could not bear his father's domestic violence and escaped from his home. On the way there, he was alone and helpless.

When Mike walked to the entrance of a bar, he found that there was a group of people drinking inside. In this town, this bar was one of the few shops that were still being run.

Entering the shop, Mike imitated the appearance of a master, climbing onto the bar's seat and said: "Waiter, give me some food."

The group of people next to him looked at him and laughed.

"Is it possible that you're not a very sane kid and you came to the bar to get some food? There's only beer and drinks here, asshole, ha-ha ha-ha. "

Facing the mockery of the bystanders, Mike, who had grown up with a cold family environment, repeated to the owner of the bar, "Waiter, give me something to eat."

When the group of people saw this, they felt that this child was rather interesting. It was already inconceivable that he dared to break into their chassis, yet he still dared to ignore them.

A robust man immediately picked up Mike and said: "Child, do you know how rude it is for you to pretend that you didn't hear what the lord had said to you?"

Mike looked at the man in front of him coldly: "If you treat bullying children as a form of fun like my stupid father, then just don't worry about it."

Hearing this, the man observed Mike's body. Not only were his clothes tattered, his body was also covered in bruises.

When the robust man saw Mike's provocation, he was just about to beat him up, but a voice came from behind: "Let him go, what are you bickering with a kid for?"

The man looked back and saw a stranger in a cowboy hat he had never seen before.

The robust man was now displeased. "Who are you to meddle in other people's business?"

The man in the cowboy hat said, "I was just passing by to drink."

"Then why are you still meddling in laozi's business? Don't you know who we are? " The robust man said arrogantly.

"Of course, the biggest mafia in Sacramento, but as a mafia, you guys don't seem to follow the rules." The man in the cowboy hat sneered.

"Since you know this lord and the others, how dare you say such things? You must have some guts." The man didn't take the man in the cowboy hat seriously at all.

"If you insist on making things difficult for this child, I naturally have nothing to do with it. As long as you have a clear conscience, it's fine." Then he walked into the room and said to the boss: "Boss, give me a glass of whisky."

Soon, the boss placed the wine on the table. Just as the man wearing the cowboy hat was about to drink, the muscular man picked up the cup and smashed it on his head.

The man felt a bit dizzy from being hit, but he quickly regained consciousness. However, he remained silent and prepared to leave.

"Aiyo, not only did you not retaliate even after being beaten up, you sure have a big heart." "Hahaha." Everyone gathered around Cowboy Hat Man and laughed, their eyes filled with contempt.

Mike, who was at the side, saw this scene, and thought that this man was truly weak, he did not even retaliate after being bullied like this. If he was his age, he would definitely not let these people in front of him go.

But upon closer look, Cowboy Hat Man had his head lowered and his back leaning on the bar stage, he was gesturing with his hands behind his back, indicating for Mike to leave the place quickly.

Mike's pupils suddenly shrank: Could he be trying to cover his escape?

Mike was not stupid, staying here, getting beaten up by them was a small matter, if he offended them, he might even lose his life there, a wise man does not fight when the odds are against him, thus taking advantage of the few of them who were not paying attention, he stealthily left his seat and went to the door.

Just as he was about to run out, the robust man picked up Mike's clothes and said: "Little thing, who let you run away?" With that, he threw Mike back.

Cowboy Hat Man saw and said: "The current mafia is originally just a bunch of vile people bullying children."

"Since you know who we are, then we can treat what you just said as a provocation, no problem?" The robust man lowered his head and leaned towards Cowboy Hat Man, pressing his head and said: "Smelly old man, you seem to be quite old. Stand up, you are going to duel with me, you shouldn't be afraid, right? "Hahahaha."

There were six of them, if he were to take action now, he would not be able to fight against six of them. However, they were the subordinates of Sacramento's biggest mafia, and although they did not hold any official positions, they should have received professional brainwashing skills.

But men must be gambling with their lives in a battle. Cowboy Hat Man's mouth rose slightly as he asked, "What's the wager?"

The robust man looked at his bros, laughed and said, "A bet? Of course it's your life, hahahaha... "

This answer did not surprise him at all, the Cowboy Hat Man replied: "If that's the case, then we will keep our word." After which, he stood up and walked out of the room.

The two of them had their backs to each other, each holding a gun.

Cowboy Hat Man closed his eyes, no nervous expression on his face at all.

The robust mafia had a sinister smile on his face as he indicated for his men to issue orders.

"The rules are very simple. After counting to five, each of you turn around. If you lose first, then …" After saying that, his subordinate shot a shot towards the sky.

"One."

The two men in the duel took a step forward.

"Two."

The two of them repeated the same action and took another step forward.

Mike watched nervously from the side and pinched a handful of men for the middle-aged man in a cowboy hat.

"Three …"

The sound was a little too long. Perhaps it was because it was close to the end and someone's fate was about to come to an end here.

"Four …"

Just as he finished his sentence, the robust man immediately turned around with a cold smile on his face. He had a cigar in his mouth as he raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at the cowboy hat.

Mike wanted to remind him, but was suddenly covered by a hand, unable to make a sound.

He was finished. Although he knew they would not let him off with that man, he had shamelessly disgraced the Sacramento Mafia during the duel.

"Bam!" A gun sound rang out, Mike closed his eyes tightly, he did not dare look at the tragedy in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the group of Mafia partners in the surroundings suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air.

What was going on? Isn't Uncle dead?

Mike immediately opened his eyes, the scene in front of him was unforgettable.

The moment the Mafia had aimed at the middle-aged man's cowboy hat and shot, the uncle seemed to have predicted this would happen. His body turned slightly evil and he managed to dodge the shot. Everyone present was dumbfounded.

Cowboy Hat Man slowly raised the gun in his hand and gently pulled the trigger, directly hitting the man who was fighting him with the gun. The man screamed, and his gun fell to the ground.

"What are you guys waiting for? Kill him!" cried the Mafia, clutching the shot's hand.

Four or five of his men raised their guns at the middle-aged man. The old man turned around casually and took out another pistol from his other pocket.

"Bang, bang, bang …" The man shot out a total of five bullets at an incredible speed. They were all shot at by the gun in their hands. Blood splattered everywhere, and all the mafia members lost their ability to fight.

"You … Do you have eyes in the back of your head? " When the sturdy man in the lead saw the scene in front of him, he instantly felt nervous. This man was like a ghost, his back facing him as he dodged the bullet, as if he knew beforehand that he would disobey the rules and fire ahead of time.

After that, it was like a bullet fired out of thin air, causing his subordinates to lose all ability to fight.

"If you can't even follow the most basic rules, do you think the goddess of victory will still care for you?" The middle-aged man walked towards the robust man step by step. His legs were trembling, and for a moment, all he could do was to cover his injured hands as he stood there, unable to move.

"Bang, bang." Two more shots hit the stocky man's feet, and he fell to his knees in pain. His face was ferocious as he let out a tearing roar.

"Everyone has the right to live. Not only you, this child also has the right to live. I hope you all will take care of yourselves." With that, the middle-aged man put the spear back into his own pocket and slowly walked towards Mike.

Because they were shot, everyone subconsciously retreated, and watched as Cowboy Hat Man took Mike away.

After the two of them left the bar, Mike asked: "You … Is he really a human? "