The admiral in the Marvel world

noon

Cao Gui came down from the apartment with a yawn. It was the weekend and the school was on holiday. Cao Gui, who had just dealt with the brotherhood, felt physically and mentally exhausted. He simply relaxed for a while and slept until noon.

Last night, after leaving the textile factory, the three people on the cross disappeared. As for where they went, Cao Gui was not interested.

Cao Gui is interested in whether there will be any midnight stories between Huohu and Cross, who have been colleagues for several years and are pursued by Wesley... Ahem, this is a bit unreasonable, but gossip

This kind of thing is human nature and cannot be stopped.

Cao Gui went to a nearby Chinese restaurant. He had been eating meat recently and hadn't had a serious meal in a long time.

Pushing the door and walking in, the restaurant was not big and there were not many people, but there was only one free table left. Cao Gui went straight to the empty table and sat down, but before the waiter came, a white woman in her thirties or forties appeared.

Sitting at the same table as Cao Gui.

Cao Gui raised his eyebrows. This woman seemed to be from the middle class in New York. Logically speaking, she shouldn't like Chinese food. How did she appear here?

"Do you mind if I sit here?" the woman asked softly.

"I don't mind." Cao Gui shrugged.

Most of the people sitting in the restaurant are middle-aged men, except Cao Gui, a pink and tender eighteen-year-old. If he were an old aunt, she would probably be sitting here too.

At this time, the waiter came over with a menu. Seeing this, Cao Gui pointed to the woman opposite:

"Give her some first, I'm not in a hurry."

"Thank you." The woman was not polite, took the menu and ordered her own dishes.

After a while, the waiter came to Cao Gui and said, "Hello, sir, here is the menu."

"Thank you." Cao Gui took the menu and looked at it, and suddenly a black line came over him.

Broccoli beef, General Tso's chicken, fried cheese wontons, satay chicken...

"You call this Chinese food?" Cao Gui pointed at the menu and asked angrily. This time he used Chinese.

He has never heard of these dish names.

"Chinese people?" The waiter looked Cao Gui up and down, then took back the menu:

"I didn't tell you earlier!"

Immediately, he dug in his pocket and took out another menu: "Here, take this one."

Cao Gui took a look, boiled shrimp, steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce, barbecued pork with honey sauce...

"That's pretty much it." Cao Gui ordered a few dishes on the menu, the waiter wrote them down, and then quickly returned to the kitchen.

Opposite me, the white woman looked dumbfounded. How could such an operation be carried out?

So why didn't she see the second menu?

"Sir... uh, what happened just now?" the woman asked curiously.

"Order." Cao Gui was puzzled.

"I mean...why is there a second menu, and why am I not allowed to see that menu?"

"Those are Chinese characters. You can't understand them even if you look at them." Cao Gui spread his hands and said:

"New Yorkers like to eat what they think of as Chinese food, not the Chinese food of Chinese people. That's why there are two menus. I wonder?"

The thing is, every kind of food needs to be appropriately changed according to the local people's preferences. Even KFC has to upgrade its dishes when going to China. It's not surprising that such a thing happens.

"Oh." The woman nodded, seeming to understand.

While the two were talking and exchanging, a slovenly white man broke in and fired a shot at the ceiling. The Smith & Wesson .38 short-barreled revolver in his hand made a "bang" sound.

This kind of gun may not sound familiar, but it becomes clear if you put it another way: the short and small revolver that the police held in the hands of the Chinese and Hong Kong movies in the 1990s, and the small revolver that could not kill the villain no matter how hard it was shot.

pistol.

"Everyone, take out your valuables, I... I'm in a bad mood right now, don't force me to hurt you."

Cao Gui: "..."

What's going on? Are you being robbed again? America is too free, right?

The waiter looked at him and made no resistance. The man in front of him had trembling hands and feet and was speaking incoherently. It was obviously his first time committing a crime.

It would be different if it were black people. They would not be nervous because they have been doing this since they were young and are extremely skilled.

The white man now looks excited and highly nervous. If he is not careful, he will really kill someone.

For details, you can refer to the Wayne family next door in DC. When they were watching an opera at the theater, they were hijacked by this type of novice, which eventually led to the tragedy of Batman losing his parents.

The waiter and store owner had been hanging out on the ground floor for a long time, and they could see the problem at a glance. Without hesitation, they gave the man the front of the cashier. There was no need for them to pay injuries or lives for this little money.

In America, injuries can cost you more money than robbery.

After a while, the customers gave the white man their wallets. The man looked at the white woman opposite Cao Gui. The woman sighed and handed her wallet out.

"Rings, and rings!" the robber shouted.

"Hey! This is my wedding ring." The woman said hesitantly.

"Stop talking nonsense, give it to me!" the robber shouted tremblingly, waving his gun in front of the woman, and then snatched off the woman's wedding ring.

"Hey, man..." Cao Gui couldn't stand it anymore.

"Shut up, sit down, and stay away from me!" The robber turned his gun and pointed it at Cao Gui: "And you, then take out the things you had on you!"

Cao Gui glanced at the stern-looking robber and asked, "Do you really want what I had before?"

"Stop talking nonsense and give it to me quickly, otherwise I will shoot."

"Okay, okay." Cao Gui was helpless.

Then he stood up, and under the horrified gaze of the robber, he pulled out the Cold Steel Counterattack TAC-1 dagger and a Tiger dagger from his waist.

It wasn't over yet. He reached into his clothes and took out a Tokarev TT-33 and 5 magazines, a Glock 18 and a special bullet drum.

It’s just a 50-round pistol drum magazine. Everyone who has played CS knows that it’s reasonable, right?

Then, he took out a Colt M1873 and a huge Taser stun gun.

They are all trophies and are very valuable.

Seeing this scene, the white robber almost urinated with fear. He had never seen anyone carrying an arsenal with him.

"Wait a minute, I still have a Colt M16 in my crotch, take it out right now." Cao Gui smiled softly at him, then reached into his crotch to take it out.

"No, no, no, there's no need to look anymore, there's no need to look anymore." The white robber was so frightened that he trembled all over.

However, Cao Gui still took it out, but it was not an M16, but a Bernelli M4 shotgun. There were seven red shotguns hanging on the right butt and left body of the gun.

"Sorry, I misremembered, it turned out to be a shotgun." Cao Gui smiled shyly, blushing slightly.

"Here, here it is, don't you want it?"

"You, you, you...don't come over!"

The robber kept backing away, his legs shaking like noodles.

Cao Gui grabbed his revolver, then pressed the back of his neck and dragged him to the woman:

"Give her the ring back, and apologize!"