Calamity Crown

The place to eat braised pork was recommended by Zuo Te.

Naturally, Zuo Te led the way.

Turn left and right in a certain street in the old city, enter an alley where parking is not allowed, and you can see a restaurant without a signboard.

Or to be more precise, the House of Flies.

The restaurant is only seven or eight square meters, and there are three long tables, one round table and two low tables. The round table is for multiple people to have dinner, and the long table is for people who clock in at work and come and go quickly.

Two low tables are different.

Not only is it placed under the shade of a tree outside the restaurant, but on a low table there are the boss's own teapot and teacup, a plate of peeled peanuts, and a newspaper.

On the bamboo recliner, there is also a cattail fan.

Goethe glanced over the newspaper.

It is the second edition.

It reads "Recently, disasters in Luteng City have occurred frequently, and experts speculate that it is..."

The next few words were obscured by the folding of the newspaper.

Goethe shook his head.

It's nothing to do with him, it's just a coincidence.

Zuo Te didn't pay attention to these at all, he added a portion of braised pork with abalone - on top of the braised pork ordered.

At this moment, Zuo Te kept looking in the direction of the back kitchen of the restaurant.

He can't wait.

Mu Heiya turned the teacup.

Tea in a cup is the cheapest herbal tea.

The kind that requires extra money to add tangerine peel.

Of course, even with the addition of tangerine peel.

The taste is also bitter and hard to swallow.

But Mu Heiya drank with relish, this was already the second cup.

Mu Heiya didn't speak.

Goethe didn't speak either.

Than patience?

Goethe has always been the most patient person.

As for Zot?

He couldn't play this kind of silent game, and he missed the braised pork with abalone very much, so he stood up and walked into the restaurant.

"The things you asked for have arrived."

Mu Heiya finally spoke.

"Well, I know, you called before."

Goethe nodded.

Such words made a wry smile appear on Mu Heiya's face.

"This matter has nothing to do with me."

"Whether it's Black Wind, Blood Fiend, White Bones, or the 'Heaven Dao League'."

Mu Heiya explained.

"Um."

Goethe nodded again.

Of course he believed that this matter had nothing to do with Mu Hei Ya.

Just as he believes that this matter has nothing to do with the senior management of the 'Unlimited Fighting Competition' safety committee.

Goethe's attitude made Mu Heiya's wry smile even more helpless.

The member of the safety committee headquarters wanted to explain.

But I don't know how to explain it at all.

Because, he once again felt the taste of 'thirty years ago'.

The safety committee seems to be a place that upholds justice and justice, but the more justice and justice there is, the more unspeakable evil and selfishness it has.

Power is pursued.

It will corrupt people's hearts even more.

And add strength?

It's going to get worse.

Just like after an ordinary person becomes a superman, he is upholding justice on the first day, and he is still upholding justice on the second day, but what about the third day? What about the fourth day? What will he do?

The high probability is——

look into my eyes!

I can do everything I want!

The power to destroy others.

From body to will.

Then, the self-feeling becomes 'God'.

Let power reach unlimited expansion.

Of course, there may be exceptions.

No one will deny this exception.

After all, there is a black goat in a herd of white goats.

Moreover, this black goat can stand upright and lead the chicken to the dark place.

Who knows?

Mu Heiya has long passed the age of black and white, he is more used to solving problems with the "avoidance method", just like when you fall down, you need to stand up to solve the problem, but if you don't get up, then There is no need to solve the problem.

but now?

different!

Headquarters gave him orders.

An order in the name of 'feeling'.

He simply couldn't say no.

He didn't want to get up, so he was "supported" up abruptly.

He helped him up and faced Goethe.

Facing Goethe who easily killed "Tiandaomeng. Xun", Mu Heiya could even clearly feel that some important figures in the headquarters were afraid, otherwise, it would be impossible to waste his "love" so easily.

At least a good price must be re-evaluated.

"Some important people in the headquarters are scared to pee."

"It is estimated that I will have trouble sleeping and eating until I get the exact news."

"Goethe, do you know?"

"You scared everyone."

When he said these words, Mu Heiya no longer smiled wryly.

He became all smiles.

Being supported by someone forcefully, Mu Heiya is not without temper.

Revenge is not enough.

But schadenfreude is definitely there.

"Everyone?"

Goethe emphasized.

"At least ninety-nine percent of them?"

"There are also some guys who never give up."

"This is also human nature."

Mu Heiya shrugged.

In this regard, Goethe is noncommittal.

Ninety-nine percent?

It is too optimistic.

Under normal circumstances, it is similar to what Mu Heiya said, but the current situation is not the same-"Tiandaomeng", "Emperor Lotus Sect", and "Tingqi Pavilion" "cut leeks" every once in a while, the safety committee Do not you know?

Of course not.

Not only does the safety committee know.

And, to some extent, it is still cooperating.

Because the safety committee also has its own demands.

There are also things that I want to do, but can't.

Coincidentally, "Tiandao League", "Emperor Lotus Sect", and "Tingqi Pavilion" appeared.

The two sides hit it off almost immediately.

With some indescribable tacit understanding to complete one thing after another.

Even the loot might be shared.

Tiandao League', 'Emperor Lotus Sect', and 'Tingqi Pavilion' have ambitions.

There is also a safety committee, and it is even bigger.

The former wanted to restore its former glory.

The latter wants to become the present glory.

Therefore, after the cooperation, the two sides also have filth, and it is precisely because of this filth that the actions and plans of the other party become somewhat unsmooth, and it is precisely because of this filth that at the beginning, Mu Heiya appeared in front of him.

Otherwise, someone else would have been replaced.

In other words, some people like to be safe.

Just like this moment.

Goethe can be sure that there is a new round of exchange of interests in the safety committee.

"I want to take 30%."

Goethe said.

Mu Heiya was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

"I want to take 30% of the benefits of this matter - it can be converted into cash, and it can also be converted into secret weapons."

Goethe explained.

"I will tell you the truth."

"Probably no problem."

"However, isn't 30% too low?"

Mu Heiya was a little puzzled.

If it were him, even if he couldn't get all of them, he would have at least 50%.

"A lot."

Goethe replied with a smile.

Thirty percent of what he said is thirty percent of what he said.

The 30% given by others needs his approval to be the 30% he said.

If less?

Then he has to be compensated.

Otherwise, the anger will be hard to dissipate.

He, Goethe, reasoned.

Mu Heiya felt a little strange in his heart, but he didn't ask further. His goal had already been achieved, and if he asked any more, he would be ignorant of flattery.

"The Unrestricted Fighting Competition will hold the continental competition, the quarterfinals, the semifinals, and the finals in Luteng City."

"You are so attractive now."

"Yeah?"

"I think braised pork is more attractive."

Goethe looked into the restaurant.

It was Zote who served the plate.

There are three servings of braised pork on a large square plate.

Regular braised pork, braised pork with quail eggs and braised pork with abalone.

The boss followed behind, carrying green vegetables and white rice.

The braised pork is placed on a plate and tied with a straw rope.

Boxy and bright colors.

Pick up the straw rope with chopsticks, put it in your mouth, and lick the tip of your tongue, you can feel the softness of the meat, the salty fragrance with a hint of sweetness in your mouth, which comes from the sweetness of rice wine.

Not greasy, go fishy.

It also makes the meat more tender.

Simple braised pork is already so satisfying.

Putting it on top of the rice, the white and tender rice is immediately stained with a layer of red, and the meat and rice are pulled into the mouth together. The texture of the rice is integrated into the meat, and it will immediately make people pull more.

The quail eggs are not put in directly, they are fried and roasted.

The outer skin is more crispy, while the inner is hot, and when you bite open, it will be full of Q bombs.

And when you use chopsticks to open it, and the egg yolk is full of meat soup, there is a feeling of joy on the brow.

Abalone is different from quail eggs.

Even if it is not a valuable four-headed or two-headed abalone.

It's just the kind of small abalone that weighs more than a dozen a catty at the seafood stalls on the street, but the unique umami taste of abalone is still surprising. It's a feeling that I knew it would be delicious, but I didn't expect it to be so delicious.

Cut into pieces with three fingers, fat and lean braised pork.

The texture of the slippery knife is changed, the abalone is crispy but tender.

Is there anything better for dinner than this?

Naturally, it is a follow-up vegetable.

Pure crispness, relieves greasiness.

Goethe ate three bowls of rice in a row, drained a plate of braised pork, and after eating a plate of green vegetables, he picked up the bowl of herbal tea.

Bitterness, mixed with sweetness of tangerine peel.

After gulping it down, Goethe got up and left.

Then it was Zuo Te who slammed two mouthfuls of rice.

Mu Heiya was a little dazed.

The safety committee member didn't know what happened.

until--

"It's you who pays the bill?"

The boss wearing an apron asked in a rough voice.

He also had a rolling pin in his hand.

With that look, he was afraid that Mu Heiya would run away.

"Well, I'll pay the bill."

Mu Heiya was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded.

"307 yuan."

The boss reported the number.

"No, it's 60 more."

Mu Heiya blinked.

"The one who helped serve the plate just now ordered a takeaway braised pork."

The boss tightened his grip on the rolling pin, his eyes fixed on Mu Heiya.

Mu Heiya had no doubt that if he had any objections, he would be hit in the head.

Sighed.

Mu Heiya pays obediently.

However, when he reached for his pocket, he realized that his wallet had been left in the office and he hadn't brought it with him.

An embarrassing expression appeared on the face of the headquarters member.

"Sorry, I didn't bring my wallet, look at that car..."

"The car was driven away by those two."

"I have a cell phone, I... um? Where's the cell phone?"

After searching twice, Mu Heiya realized that his mobile phone was in the car.

"Boss, can you lend me your phone?"

Mu Heiya showed an embarrassed yet impolite smile.

...

When Goethe and Zot saw Mu Heiya again, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

The member of the safety committee headquarters appeared in the boxing gym wearing big pants, slippers, and smelling of dish soap, followed by three large trucks.

Zot looked at Mu Heiya's big underpants and the hair on his legs standing against the wind, but he couldn't hold back.

Pooh!

Zot laughed.

Mu Heiya grabbed Zuo Te by the collar, and was so angry that his local accent popped out.

"Sun thief, you have a great time!"

"Don't you think it's funny?"

"Then guess why I became like this?"

He had never been so embarrassed in his life.

He, Mu Heiya, even washed the dishes.

It was not smooth to use the boss's phone to contact his subordinates before.

The security committee member's mobile phone is specially made, and the outside numbers cannot be connected at all, and can only be dialed by the mobile phone.

Therefore, Mu Heiya could only mortgage his suit and leather shoes.

Then, by the way, I washed the dishes for three and a half hours.

"No, it's not me, let me explain."

"I didn't expect that you didn't bring your wallet or mobile phone."

"It's just a good joke."

"besides……"

Zot scratched his head and explained.

"what else?"

"Also, I really have no money. You can't expect a person who needs to pick up bottles and cardboard boxes for daily pocket money to treat you to abalone and braised pork?"

Facing Mu Heiya's questioning, Zote scratched his head and smiled.

"Abalone braised pork is your order!"

Mu Heiya emphasized.

"Didn't you eat it too?"

Zot smiled more purely.

"I?!"

Mu Heiya almost laughed angrily, he had never seen such a brazen guy before, then Mu Heiya looked at Goethe, he wanted to ask Goethe why.

Of course, just instinct.

Mu Heiya didn't expect Goethe to answer either.

But unexpectedly, Goethe entered the answer.

"I thought he'd check out."

"He owes me six meals."

Goethe said lightly.

For Mu Heiya, it was better not to answer this answer.

"Now each of you owes me a meal!"

Mu Heiya announced loudly.

"Well, that's fine. I'll count it on Zote. He only owes me five meals now, and owes you two meals."

Goethe is as good as others.

Anyway, he didn't expect Zot to return him.

Instead of this, it is better to marry.

Mu Heiya looked more sincere.

more importantly……

rich.

"That, that, I will try my best."

Zot said hesitantly.

When a person reaches middle age, he can't help himself. There are good wives and two gods and beasts at home, but there are rivers and lakes for bottles and paper shells.

Zot, who was humming some kind of ditty in his heart, began to think about how to pay back the debt.

He, Zot, is a man of integrity.

And Mu Heiya also let go of Zote at this time.

The member from the headquarters of the safety committee watched Goethe walk towards the three trucks.

There was uncontrollable joy in Goethe's eyes.

Two hundred copies of [Bloody Honor]!

This time, it really developed!

"Do you need my help moving in?"

Mu Heiya asked aloud.

In the view of this member of the Safety Committee Headquarters, this kind of matter related to blood must be carefully observed and carefully speculated.

Goethe said without looking back——

"Blood is such an inconvenient thing!"

As he spoke, he quickened his pace.