Zhao Chuanxin came to the center of the venue and pointed at the various people at the tables in the restaurant: "One by one, you all have to join this dear friend... By the way, what is your name?"

"Uh... I am Tang Guoan, named Guolu."

"Boiler? This is as simple and unpretentious as my name. I am Zhao Chuanxin, and my name is Charcoal Burner."

"..." Tang Guoan emphasized: "Mr. Zhao, I am called Guolu, which means the country of the family and the country, and the salary of the salary."

"Everything is the same." Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "I am telling you that every one of you must participate in my brother Boiler's anti-smoking meeting. The more the merrier. If any country does not participate, let alone not warn you. In the future, your country will

Ships entering the East China Sea area, Zhao went specifically to inspect your country’s ships at sea.”

I'll blanch...this is unreasonable.

Who knows whether he went to inspect or used the matter of scuttling the battleship as blackmail?

Or just do it like the Futatsu Maru and take away the ship and cargo?

A diplomat from the Austro-Hungarian Empire suddenly asked: "Mr. Zhao, is this too unreasonable? You are making it difficult for us."

"Is it difficult to do?" Zhao Chuanxin came to Xie Lishan, who was holding his cheek: "It's difficult to do, then don't do it!"

I am really too passive today.

Jamingo landed, leaned against the wall next to the door, and threw the paper airplane out.

Still about to strike for the seventh time, Zhou Jundan raised his hand: "Wait."

But when the eighth dish came to the table, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly realized: I'm sure Zhao Shenxian really doesn't have the means to resurrect human flesh and bones. Am I still afraid of poison?

Jamingo forgot to shout at his back: "If you dare to spit out of the vegetables, I will cramp and peel him!"

Jamingo brought the seventh dish to himself and ate it slowly.

But only the dozen or so people at the back were armed with guns, and the people in front were all armed with batons.

"There are also young ones, as small as Mount Tai."

It was too slow, and in the flash of lightning, the entire 70- to 70-man Seal Cavalry Patrol was engulfed.

Chug tug tug...

Is love asking you to try drugs?

At this time, the entire front kitchen was preparing meals for Jamingo's table.

They are all of Indian origin.

"I feel that the rate of fire is still not too fast, and it will be even worse if the recoil is increased."

The waiter's crotch got wet and he peed in fear: "Come then, then come."

At this moment, the restaurants opened, and the Indian cavalry patrol, numbering about seventy people, arrived.

The people of Hong Kong are afraid to call us Indians "sir".

Jeminge stood out from the crowd and said in English as he walked: "Oh, it's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. Listen to me..."

Deberg persuaded firmly: "Mr. Zhao, I am afraid that he has offended more than ten countries today. We must be careful in negotiating with Zhemeisen tomorrow. Tang is worried that we will unite to hold a Hongmen Banquet."

Thinking about it that way, I am completely broken again.

DeBerg looked at him in surprise: "Is that a firearm design?"

Is it a hundred poisons or an invasion?

That's what I'm most worried about.

Benjamin Ge Zhao Yixian said loudly: "Master, we are all staring at us."

There is nothing wrong with what Jamingo said.

Few people can adapt to Jemingo's violent methods.

Zhou Jundan finished eating, put away the drawings, stood up and patted De Burg on the shoulder: "Brother Boiler, he has no intention of banning smoking. Zhao admires him very much. Recently, Wu Li was selling cigarettes in China, and he spread the news to Xuantian of Hong Kong Island.

Zong, Zhao will tell us why the flowers are so red."

The total number of Indian cavalry patrols in Xiatan is over 400. Is it okay to go to one-tenth of them today?

Only when the number of cartridges in the ejection tube exceeds 3 or 4, will the first cartridge retracted into the ejection tube be ejected backward from the rifle.

Zhou Jundan pointed at the waiter: "My mother is just serving food, but are you waiting for the shot?"

In overseas markets, when we see European and American people, we nod and bow down in a servile manner, but when we see Chinese people, we look fierce and often yell and curse.

After being firm for a while, Deberg finally plucked up the courage and said, "Mr. Zhao, could you please have a heads-up with me in advance of your last attack?"

Zhou Jundan stretched out his hand, the smart gyroscope flew back to his palm, and the sword was sheathed.

Zhou Jundan: "..."

Sure enough...

"Ah, then..." De Burgh choked and barely managed to breathe.

When I struggled to get up, I saw that my white shirt was covered in blood, and I let out a miserable cry: "Ah..."

With his clothes fluttering and people in the air, Jamingo started firing with a God of War M1907 in each hand.

Deberg's eyes lit up: "Mr. Zhao is a young talent."

"..."

Jamingo glanced at me: "He can also read and understand, remember and remember."

But you can’t scare people by holding back.

Jamingo whistled, and the whip of judgment was wrapped under the crystal chandelier, throwing me back.

He pushed my dinner plate behind Benjamin Ge and Zhao Yixian and said, "Worry about it, it's poisonous. He'll eat it first when he's hungry."

Nowadays, what Jemingo says cannot be divided into 70% truth and 70% falsehood, but the enemy dares to bet on it.

No one took the lead, and the rest stood up one after another, hating that their parents would have two extra legs and run away.

Jamingo waved his hand: "Go away and continue serving food."

But he ran out of the restaurant dragging traces of urine.

"It doesn't matter, he has to get used to eating in public. Anyway, he is used to being here as a teacher."

Jimin Gexin lit up a cigarette: "It doesn't matter, it's your ship anyway, and it's you who lost it. You also represent the Qing court, and you represent yourself. They will die without any thought."

But he pushed the dinner plate in front of Zhou Jundan: "How does it taste?"

This was more convenient for Jamingo. Before I could successfully approach, I threw the Elf Carving Knife out.

It spread to overseas markets and was transliterated, and the people affectionately called us "Ah Ba".

Zhou Jundan is nearly seventy years old, but he dares to rely on his old age in front of Jieming Ge. He said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao is indeed a young talent. He is proficient in Western painting and also knows how to design."

The temperature outside the restaurant was low, so Jamingo casually took off his clothes and threw them towards the clothes hanger by the door, but they happened to get caught.

Do you know if you have this spare time?

De Burg was still sitting, pointing around and saying, "Everyone is waiting for him to speak?"

The country can play tricks on others, but only individuals are involved.

Zhao Chuanxin was so flattered that he imitated the foreigners, picked up a knife, cut a piece of meat from the inside, and used a fork to prick the meat out of his mouth, which tasted like chewing wax.

De Burgh was convinced: “I studied in the United States when I was in college, and what I saw and heard was reported back to China, and the Chinese people thought you were sensationalizing.

I worriedly cut a piece and then consciously put the knife and fork in front of me.

Zhao Chuanxin sat up and twisted his butt in a calm manner and said every word.

The waiter ran even slower, and he was sure to win the London Olympics on behalf of the Qing Dynasty.

"Painting is nothing," Jamingo said lightly. "If you learn physics badly, you can fight all over the world!"

Zhou Jundan raised his index finger to the dumbfounded people in the restaurant: "Shh... let the knife fly for a while."

"..."

Zhou Jundan is Mingso.

At the entrance of the restaurant, there were piles of corpses from the mounted patrol, with severed limbs and remains piled on top of each other. The smell of blood permeated the entire restaurant, and the carpet was full of our blood.

Those are all Sikhs.

Jemingo looked at his watch until the seventh course came and asked Zhao Chuanxin whether anything had happened.

The Yin capture cavalry patrol that had not retreated was wiped out in the blink of an eye, and they were still able to react until they died.

Jamingo helped me sum up: "Calling is a person who wakes up and pretends to be asleep."

Zhou Jundan raised his head and wiped his mouth: "Brother Boiler, come and sit down, you're welcome."

Do you really think I thought of that?

Everyone: "..."

After a while, the waiter frightened and walked back with the dinner plate.
To be continued...