The delicious street is filled with all kinds of attractive fragrances.
Ling Yumo held two skewers of grilled octopus in his left hand and a skewer of grilled chicken wings in his right hand, and was chewing slowly. On weekdays, Mu Shuang, who was as cold as ice, also held a bowl of pan-fried shrimps and slowly tasted it.
As a standard foodie, Shi Lei is definitely a greedy person. He is biting the old Beijing barbecue rolls.
Li Zifeng and the other two were guarding Shi Lei and others in a square shape. This was not because of danger, but because they were trained in this way. This was considered a practical exercise.
The chili oil from the roasted chicken wings left some traces at the corner of Ling Yumo's mouth. She spitted out her pink tongue and inhaled in big mouth: "Stone monster, this chicken wing is so spicy!"
Shi Lei made fun of him: "Who made you so greedy? What kind of spicy food is that you have to eat!"
Ling Yumo pretended to be wronged and said, "I just want to try it~, Stone Monster, I remember there was a handmade secret burning fairy grass in front of me. Let's go and take a look!"
Mu Shuang's eyes lit up slightly, "Is it a burnt immortal grass made of Turtle Poria jelly?"
Ling Yumo pointed at her little head, "Yes, Sister Mu Shuang, that handmade and secret roasted fairy grass is really delicious!"
"Okay, okay, let's go eat the roasted fairy grass." Shi Lei said with a smile, and then glanced around. Du Chunhui and Guo Meiting had disappeared in the vast crowd. I don't know where they went. Perhaps the three of them walked into a retro decoration store. It was the handmade secret roasted fairy grass shop. Ling Yumo walked to the counter and said to an old man about fifty years old: "Come three handmade secret roasted fairy grass, all of which are large, let's eat it here!"
There are four small tables in the store, three of which are already in their homes and one empty table.
Shi Lei and Mu Shuang sat opposite each other, and Ling Yumo sat next to Mu Shuang. After a while, three large portions of roasted fairy grass were brought up, and Ling Yumo showed a happy smile on her face and started eating in small mouthfuls.
The tenth group that ruled for safety was scattered outside the handmade secret roasted fairy grass shop, looking at the pedestrians around.
Shi Mayi walked to Li Zifeng and whispered: "Captain, after returning to the base, will I teach you how to drive?"
Li Zifeng nodded and said, "Ma Yi, you not only have to teach me, but also Zheng Tao and Han Kun. Our 10th Group must be united in order to finally win the battle of the squadron leader!"
Speaking of this, a trace of splendor flashed in Li Zifeng's eyes, "If I become the squadron leader, according to the company's structure, you will achieve great things in the future!"
Shi Mayi nodded, "Captain, don't worry! In our tenth group, how could we lose in the training?"
Li Zifeng yelled softly: "Ma Yi, don't underestimate other groups. The other team leaders are not fools, otherwise how could they become team leaders? During the training battle, I knew that at least four teams were releasing water, and I'm afraid they had a big plan!"
Outside the handmade secret roasted fairy grass shop, a young man wearing colorful beach pants and pink shirt walked in. The young man looked pale, his eyes were deep, and he looked like he had been hollowed out by wine. Behind him, there were eight young men who looked like gangsters.
When this guy walked in and saw Mu Shuang and Ling Yumo, his eyes were filled with evil desires and walked towards Shi Lei's table.
"***, what's your name? I'm the manager of Qinglong Company, Du Ziteng, the boss of Qinglong Company, my dad!" Du Ziteng reported himself to his house and showed off his father's name directly. He was afraid that others wouldn't know that his dad was the boss of the company.
The 50-year-old shop who made the hand-made secretly burned fairy grass shouted loudly: "Master Du, why are you free to come here today?" He attracted Du Ziteng's attention and gestured to Ling Yumo with his hands to signal Ling Yumo and others to leave quickly.
Du Ziteng hummed, "Old Man Fan, give me and my brothers, each of you a cup of roasted grass. Then stay there, don't meddle in other people's business. Otherwise, I will take someone to smash your store!"
Old Man Fan sighed and looked at Ling Yumo and Mu Shuang, feeling secretly regretful.
Although Qinglong Company is nominally a company, it is actually a black association organization. These people are the cancer of Dazhong Commercial Center!
Shi Lei glanced at Du Ziteng with a smile and joked: "Do you have stomachache?"
Du Ziteng didn't hear Shi Lei's teasing and snorted coldly: "Boy, I'll give you ten seconds to get out, otherwise you will regret it!"
Ling Yumo and Mu Shuang were not nervous at all, but instead looked at Shi Lei with a smile.
They knew that Shi Lei was very good at fighting, and Shi Lei brought four subordinates today!
Du Ziteng's eyes just now made them feel very uncomfortable, and he wanted to teach this annoying guy a lesson.
Shi Lei frowned slightly. He didn't expect Du Ziteng to be so arrogant, he didn't even play the trick of being polite and then being soldier, and he directly convinced others with violence.
"What if I don't get out?" Shi Lei snorted coldly.
Du Ziteng smiled sinisterly and whispered: "Don't get out? Then I'll beat you out!"
Ling Yumo shouted in fear of the chaos in the world: "Stone monster, this fly is so annoying, drive him away quickly!"
Du Ziteng glanced at Ling Yumo gloomy, licked his tongue and said, "Want to drive me away? Humph! Get out of the way if you know the truth!"
In the secret handmade burnt grass shop, several other customers stood up and left without wanting to participate in this violent incident. When all other customers except Shi Lei and the other three left, Du Ziteng said proudly: "Brothers, kill this man for me! Be careful, don't hurt those two women!"
Outside the door, Li Zifeng and the other four walked in quickly. As early as Du Ziteng and eight gangsters walked into the store, the tenth group closely followed the situation in the store.
Li Zifeng rushed forward and snorted coldly: "Who dares to do it!"
Du Ziteng glanced at Li Zifeng and the other three people in the 10th Group, "Which road are you from? I am Du Ziteng from the Qinglong Gang, I advise you not to cause trouble!"
Li Zifengli ignored Du Ziteng and asked Shi Lei: "Boss, what should they do?"
Shi Lei looked at Du Ziteng with a sneer, "Qinglong Gang? Are you shooting a TV series? Zifeng, I just want to see what your training results are, let go of your hands and beat them!"
The ruling security company has been training for Zhou Cheng for about half a month, and Shi Lei wants to see what level they have reached.
After Shi Lei finished speaking, the 10th Group of Judgment for Safety had already rushed into the eight gangsters.
Mu Shuang frowned slightly, "Shi Lei's subordinates actually used military fist! And every move and every move attacked the weaknesses of the human body. Who are they?"
In just over a minute, the Tenth Group of Judgment for Safety put all nine gangsters including Du Ziteng on the ground!
Just as Shi Lei was about to wash Du Ziteng, a policeman suddenly walked in outside the door.