Zhou Hao estimated that the man and the woman just now must be the owners of Laojiang Restaurant, so he smiled and said: "I heard that the Shahe noodles here are very famous, so why don't you come and have some Shahe noodles? Let me try it."
Authentic.”
The man came over again at this time, patted Zhou Hao's chest and said, "Sir, don't worry, three generations of our Lao Jiang family have been making Shahe noodles, so it's guaranteed to be the authentic flavor of Shahe Town!" Then he turned to the people around him.
The woman said: "Hurry up and bring two Shahe noodles to Miss Li and this gentleman. Remember to put more chili pepper in Miss Li's fried tofu."
"Yeah." The woman responded and got into the kitchen at the back.
"Sir, judging from your accent, you must be from Cantonese. I am too. My ancestral home is Shahe Town, Guangzhou. I came to Indonesia with my father when I was ten years old. Everyone calls me Lao Jiang, and the one just now is my wife." Lao Jiang.
He sat next to Zhou Hao and said enthusiastically.
Zhou Hao pointed at Dengdeng and smiled at Lao Jiang: "This is your daughter, haha, she looks so cute."
"It's just a bit rough." Lao Jiang had a kind smile on his face.
Looking around, Zhou Hao said: "Lao Jiang, many of your guests here are Indonesian aborigines."
"Yes, here, both Chinese and aborigines like to eat our Shahe noodles." Lao Jiang said proudly.
"Are the aborigines here nice to the Chinese?"
Then he saw Lao Jiang's face darken, and he looked around cautiously. Seeing that the aboriginal guests did not pay attention to this area, and knowing that they could not understand Chinese, he whispered to Zhou Hao: "I have lived here for decades.
We get along well with the neighbors around us, but there are some people who don't like us very much. Moreover, the government's policy is also very specific to us. We are not allowed to use Chinese names on our ID cards, and they also specifically indicate that we are Chinese, and we are not allowed to use them in school.
To teach children Chinese, we secretly teach Dengdeng Chinese characters.”
Dengdeng, who was next to Li Shuihan, also said: "Last time, a guy had a meal in our store, but he didn't care when he came. He also said that we had wronged him and wanted us to apologize to that guy. It was clearly partiality!
"
Lao Jiang quickly glared at Deng Deng: "Child, don't talk nonsense!"
Dengdeng, who was scolded by his father, immediately pouted in grievance, grabbed Li Shuihan's hand, and did not dare to speak.
Zhou Hao frowned and said to Lao Jiang: "Lao Jiang, the Chinese here are basically third-class citizens. Have you not considered going elsewhere? Or go back to China?"
"Well, I grew up here, and Deng Deng was born here. We have already taken root here, so we can't just leave. Besides, it's not easy to go back to China." Lao Jiang
Sighing, he said to Zhou Hao: "Sir, come here
It should be for tourism or business trip, so you must be careful. Due to the recent economic crisis, the aboriginal sentiment against Chinese has become stronger. We have lived here for decades and it is better, but if you accidentally provoke those
People are in danger."
Zhou Hao nodded: "Well, we understand, thank you for reminding me. By the way, Lao Jiang, do you know there is a shelter near here?"
Lao Jiang glanced at Li Shuihan, nodded and said, "Yes, Miss Li has told us before."
"If anything happens, just go there. Your safety will be guaranteed." Zhou Hao said.
The proprietress had already come over with a tray and brought Zhou Hao and Li Shuihan's Shahe noodles in front of them. The Shahe noodles at Laojiang Restaurant were indeed very authentic and tasted even better than the one in Xiangcheng. Zhou Hao ate them with relish.
Just at this moment, Zhou Hao and the others heard a noise coming from outside, causing people in the store to look outside.
Zhou Hao also craned his neck and looked outside, and saw several men surrounding a young man, punching and kicking him, and they were very cruel. They kept yelling curses in Indonesian that Zhou Hao couldn't understand, and the man who was being
The young man they knocked to the ground could only curl up and protect his head, shouting something in Indonesian.
"What's going on? What are they talking about?" Zhou Hao said.
Before Lao Jiang could speak, Li Shuihan said: "The group said that the young man was a robber, but the young man said that they were the robbers. He just saw the robbery and wanted to call the police."
Looking at the ferocity of those men, Zhou Hao could tell that they were the robbers, but they acted like a thief shouting to catch the thief. At the same time, Zhou Hao saw Lao Jiang open his mouth and wanted to say something, so he said: "What's the matter?"
Lao Jiang?"
Lao Jiang hesitated and said: "Well, that boy, I know him, he is Chinese like us."
"What!" Zhou Hao became angry when he heard this. He was about to go out to save the young man, but someone grabbed his hand.
Looking back, Zhou Hao saw that the person holding him was none other than Li Shuihan.
Zhou Hao shouted: "What are you doing? Are you going to stand by and watch your compatriots being bullied?"
But Li Shuihan's face remained cold, and he said calmly: "If you make things worse, you will not only expose yourself, but also implicate us. If it affects our plans, can you afford it?"
"you……"
Lao Jiang also said to Zhou Hao: "Sir, it's better to be patient. Those people were taught by Shiva."
"Shivism?" Zhou Hao was very surprised.
"Look at their collars, they all have a badge, and the badge depicts Lord Shiva." Lao Jiang said.
After Zhou Hao heard this, he stared at the collars of those people, and sure enough he saw a round white badge on their collars, with a ferocious statue of a god that was neither male nor female drawn on it. He must have been Shiva, one of the three great gods in India.
Dengdeng, who was hiding behind Li Shuihan, said with a frightened look on his face: "Those people are very vicious, they often beat people, and they ask us for money every month, saying it's environmental safety fees."
Zhou Hao looked around and saw that there were many Chinese here and outside, but no one dared to stand up for the boy who was beaten black and blue, and no one even dared to call the police. Zhou Hao sighed and felt helpless because of this
The situation is not just here in Indonesia. Even within the country, very few people dare to come forward to uphold justice.
Moreover, local Chinese like Lao Jiang and others, who have families and dependents, will definitely not end well if they offend the Shiva cult. Naturally, Zhou Hao cannot ask them to put down their worries and act like heroes.
He just asked Zhou Hao to stand by and do nothing, and he would never agree to it.
He raised his right palm, condensed the true energy into it, and then waved it lightly, and an invisible sword energy was thrown out from the edge of his palm, over the heads of everyone, towards the group outside who refused to stop.
The Shivas flew away.
Everyone else's attention was focused outside, not noticing Zhou Hao here at all. Even Lao Jiang was baffled when he saw Zhou Hao's actions. Only Li Shuihan knew that Zhou Hao had launched an attack on those people outside.
The sword energy struck by Zhou Hao accurately struck the Shiva cultist at the front. With a light touch on his neck, his carotid artery was cut open, and a stream of blood arrows suddenly spattered out. The one who was hit
The man just felt a chill on his neck, but he didn't take it to heart at all and continued to beat the boy.
The people watching around saw the man's neck suddenly split open and spurted out large streams of blood. They were immediately frightened and screamed. The other Shiva believers also noticed the man's strangeness and hurriedly screamed.
Call out.
The man was still unconscious. Just when he felt strange about the actions of his companions, he suddenly felt weak, his vision quickly blurred, and then he fell softly, and red blood continued to gush out from his neck.
No one knew why the man's neck suddenly split. When the Shiva followers saw that their companion was losing more and more blood and was dying, they no longer cared about the bruised boy. They hurriedly lifted the boy.
The man walked towards the hospital, shouting.
After the Shiva followers left, the people around him dared to look at the boy's injuries. They found that he had been beaten unconscious and rushed him to the hospital.
Li Shuihan turned around at this time and saw that Zhou Hao had sat back and continued to eat his Shahe noodles with relish, as if nothing had happened. Li Shuihan also sat down and said, "You are so cruel.
The man's wound was too deep, and his carotid artery was severed, so there was no point in sending him to the hospital."
Zhou Hao rolled his eyes and thought that you are qualified to say that I am ruthless. Why don't you think about instructing your subordinates to castrate others?
When Lao Jiang heard Li Shuihan's words and thought of Zhou Hao's inexplicable actions just now, he immediately guessed that the Shiva cultist outside was injured by Zhou Hao. Although he was surprised by Zhou Hao's incredible ability, he was also smart.
Didn't say anything.
At this time, Zhou Hao said: "Neither the Chinese nor the aborigines in Indonesia dared to provoke those Shiva cultists just now. I think the Shiva cult is really rampant here."
"Who says otherwise?" Lao Jiang also said angrily: "Besides good deeds, those guys do everything. They commit rape, robbery, murder, and arson. They do all kinds of evil, and they often target us Chinese. They open all the gambling stalls around here.
, drug dealers and drug dealers are also under their control, and they are indifferent to them, and even provide them with a lot of cover."
Li Shuihan said to Zhou Hao at this time: "Did you notice just now that those violent guys are more agile than ordinary people? They should be trained people, or the army, or the police force, anyway, they are not ordinary people."
After hearing Li Shuihan's words, Zhou Hao thought that in his previous life, he had read relevant reports on the anti-Chinese incident of 1998, saying that many of the thugs were trained people. In this case, would those thugs be like Shiva?