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Zhou Hao reckoned that the man and the woman just now should be the owners of the Old River Restaurant, so he laughed and said, "I heard that the Sand River Powder here is very famous, then let me have a taste of it."

The man walked over again and patted his chest towards Zhou Hao: "Sir, don't worry. The third generation of our Old Jiang family makes Sand River Powder.

Then he turned to the woman beside him and said, "Quickly give Miss Li and Mister two pieces of Sand River Powder. Remember to put more chilies into Miss Li's fried tofu."

"Yes." The woman answered and went into the kitchen at the back.

"Sir, based on your accent, you're also from Guangdong, right? Me too, my ancestors came from Guangzhou's Sand River Town. When I was ten years old, I came here with my father. Everyone called me Old Jiang, and that was my wife." Old Jiang sat next to Zhou Hao and said passionately.

Zhou Hao pointed to Deng Deng, and laughed to Old Jiang: "This is your daughter right? Haha, she looks really cute."

"Just a little." Old Jiang's face was filled with a benevolent smile.

Looking around, Zhou Hao said: "Old Jiang, a lot of the guests here are Indonesian aboriginals."

"Yeah, both Chinese and aboriginals like to eat our Sand River powder here." Old Jiang said proudly.

"The aboriginals here treat the Chinese well."

Old Jiang's expression darkened and he cautiously looked around. Seeing that the native guests did not pay attention to him, he knew that they did not understand Chinese.

Only then did she say to Zhou Hao in a low voice: "After living here for dozens of years, we have gotten along quite well with the neighbors, but there is a person who doesn't like us.

In addition, the government's policies are also very against us. The ID card doesn't allow us to use our Chinese names, and it even says that we are Chinese. The school doesn't allow us to teach our children Chinese.

Deng Deng, who was beside Li Shuihan, also said: "Last time, when there was a fellow eating an overbearing meal in our shop, he did not care about it when the police came. They even said that we wronged him and wanted us to apologize to him, it was clearly a form of selfishness!"

Old Jiang hurriedly glared at Deng Deng. "Child, don't spout nonsense!"

Deng Deng who was scolded by his father immediately pouted, feeling wronged. He grabbed Li Shuihan's hand, not daring to speak anymore.

Zhou Hao frowned and said to Old Jiang: "Old Jiang, the Chinese people here are basically third class citizens, have you considered going to other places?

Or, to go home? "

"Ai, I grew up here. Dendon was born here as well. We have already rooted ourselves here, how can we just leave like that?

Besides, it's not that easy to go back to China. " Old Jiang sighed and said to Zhou Hao: "Sir, you must be here for a vacation or for a business trip, right?

"Then you must be careful. Recently, due to the economic crisis, the natives have become more averse to Chinese people. It's better for us to live here for a few decades, but if you accidentally provoke those people, it will be dangerous."

Zhou Hao nodded his head: "Mn, we understand. Thank you for your reminder. By the way, Old Jiang, do you know of any sanctuary nearby? "

Old Jiang looked at Li Shuihan and nodded: "I know, Miss Li had already told us before."

"If anything happens, you can go there. I can guarantee your safety." Zhou Hao said.

The Lady Boss had already brought a tray over, and brought Zhou Hao and Li Shuihan's Sand River Powder in front of them.

The Sand River Powder at Old Jiang's Hotel tasted very good, the taste was even better than the one at Xiang City. Zhou Hao ate with relish.

Just then, Zhou Hao and the rest heard a burst of noise coming from outside, causing everyone in the shop to look over.

Zhou Hao also craned his neck to look outside, only to see a few men fighting and kicking around a young man. Their attacks were extremely ruthless, and they were even cursing non-stop.

It was actually Indonesian that Zhou Hao could not understand, but the teenager on the ground that was knocked down by them could only curl up and protect his own head, while similarly shouting something in Indonesian.

"What's going on? What do they say? " Zhou Hao said.

Before Old Jiang could speak, Li Shuihan said, "That group of people said that the youth is a robber, and that the youth said that they are the criminal. He only wanted to report to the police after seeing the process of the robbery."

Looking at the fierceness of those men, Zhou Hao could already judge them to be robbers, yet they were playing a game of robbers.

At the same time, Zhou Hao saw that Old Jiang had opened his mouth and was about to say something, so he asked: What's wrong, Old Jiang?

Old Jiang hesitated and said, "T-that boy, I know him. He's Chinese like us."

"What!" Zhou Hao was enraged when he heard about it, but when he was about to go out to save the young man, he was stopped by someone.

Turning his head to look, Zhou Hao saw that the one holding him back was none other than Li Shuihan.

Zhou Hao yelled in a low voice: "What are you doing, are you going to watch as your compatriots are bullied and do nothing?"

However, Li Shuihan's expression was still cold, and said indifferently: "If you blow this matter big, not only will you expose yourself, you will also implicate us.

"You …"

Old Jiang also said to Zhou Hao, "Sir, it's better to just bear with it. Those people were taught to me by Shiva."

"Shiva Sect?" Zhou Hao was very surprised.

"Look at their collars, each of them has a badge with a drawing of Shiva." Old Jiang said.

Zhou Hao looked at the collars of the group of people and sure enough, there was a round white badge on each of their collars with a ferocious, non-male and non-female statue of the God. It was probably one of the three great gods of India, Shiva.

"Those people are very fierce, they often beat people up, and every month they even ask us for money. They say it's some kind of environmental safety fee."

Zhou Hao looked around, and sure enough, he saw that there were a lot of Chinese people here and outside, but not one of them dared to stand up for the teenager who was beaten up to the point where no one dared to call the police.

Zhou Hao sighed with emotion, but he also felt helpless, because this situation was not only in Indonesia, even in the country, there were very few people who would dare to come out and seek justice.

Also, for local Chinese like Old Jiang and the others, if they were to provoke Shiva Sect, they would definitely suffer a bad end. Zhou Hao naturally could not ask them to put aside their worries and go and play the hero.

He only told Zhou Hao to stand aside and watch while he did nothing.

He raised his right palm and congealed the Genuine Aura onto his palm. Then, with a light wave, a formless and invisible blade aura shot out from the edge of his palm, flying above everyone's heads, towards the group of Shiva followers who were still unwilling to stop.

The other people's attention was focused outside, and did not notice Zhou Hao at all. Even Old Jiang was confused by Zhou Hao's actions when he saw him, and only Li Shuihan knew that Zhou Hao had launched an attack on the people outside.

The blade Qi that Zhou Hao had released was accurately aimed at the Shiva disciple at the front. He lightly touched his neck and cut open his carotid artery, causing blood to spurt out immediately.

The person who was hit only felt a chill on his neck, but paid it no mind as he continued to beat up the youth.

The surrounding people saw that the man's neck suddenly split open and spurted out large mouthfuls of blood. They immediately cried out in fear. The other Shiva followers also noticed the man's abnormality and started to cry out.

The man was still unaware of his companions' strange actions. Suddenly, he felt powerless. His vision rapidly blurred, and then he collapsed limply. Dark red blood continued to pour out from his neck.

No one knew why the man's neck had suddenly split open, but the Shiva followers were already on the verge of death when they saw their companion losing more and more blood.

They no longer had time to care about the youth with wounds all over his body. They frantically lifted up the man and walked towards the hospital while shouting loudly.

After those Shiva followers left, only then did the surrounding people dare to look at the youth's injuries. When they discovered that he had already been knocked out, they quickly sent him to the hospital.

Only now did Li Shuihan turn her head back, only to see that Zhou Hao had already sat back down and continued to eat his Sand River Powder with relish, as if nothing had happened.

Li Shuihan also sat down, and said: "Your attacks are ruthless, that person's wound is too deep, adding the fact that his carotid artery was cut, it's useless for him to be sent to the hospital."

Zhou Hao rolled his eyes, thinking, even you think I have the qualifications to call me ruthless, why didn't you think about ordering your subordinates to castrate others?

When Old Jiang heard Li Shuihan's words, and recalled Zhou Hao's previous strange actions, he immediately guessed that the Shiva disciple outside was injured by Zhou Hao's hands. He was shocked by Zhou Hao's inconceivable ability, but cleverly he did not say anything.

At this time, Zhou Hao said: "Whether it is the Chinese or the natives of Indonesia, none of them dared to provoke those people from Shiva Sect. I think Shiva Sect is truly rampant here."

"Yeah." Old Jiang was also somewhat indignant, "Other than good news, those guys are always doing anything, raping, murdering, arson, and arson. They are practically committing all sorts of crimes, and they are even frequently targeting us Chinese.

They set up all the gambling houses around here, and they have prostitutes and drug dealers under their control. The police don't care about them, they even cover them up. "

Li Shuihan then said to Zhou Hao: "Did you notice just now, that those violent fellows are more nimble than ordinary people? They should be people who have been trained, or soldiers, or police forces? They are not ordinary people."

Hearing Li Shuihan's words, Zhou Hao suddenly thought of something. In his previous life, he had read about the events of the eight years ago, and knew that many of the thugs were trained. If that was the case, would those thugs be related to Shiva?