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Chapter 162 I Don't Like White Demons

A mid-to-high-end western restaurant with luxurious decoration, located in the middle of the dining street in the business district.

Originally this was a Korean hotpot restaurant.

As a result, the company failed to position its target user profile and chose the wrong category, resulting in poor management and bankruptcy.

Qu Peng's family reacted quickly and captured him.

This piece of fragrant steamed bun created fierce competition within the family, and finally Qu Peng's cousin obtained the management rights.

There was a row of welcoming ladies standing in front of the western restaurant, all with fair skin, thin waists and long legs.

Generally speaking, a restaurant with a mid-to-high-end positioning cannot have such a luxurious configuration. It must have been temporarily borrowed from other businesses of the family.

It can be seen that this cousin attaches great importance to the opening activities.

Xu Fei and three others walked into the restaurant.

The exquisite straw rug gives people a fresh and natural feeling.

On the light brown wooden walls, there are abstract art paintings whose meanings are unclear.

There is no lobby design in the entire restaurant, and except for the front hall, everything is divided into private rooms of different sizes.

But what doesn't match the elegant environment is that the many diners chatting in the rest area frequently uttered wise words.

"I'll go, isn't this place good?"

"You guys have a good meal today, hahaha."

"Hey, waiter, do you have any low-cost requirements? If it's more than five hundred, I'll turn around and leave."

"Oh, Brother Peng, this coupon is not bad. With the coupons on the app, the discount is even higher."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't reveal your identity."

"Hey, there's no discount on drinks. I'll go to the convenience store next door to buy them. You wait until I come back before you start eating!"

"..."

Xu Fei's mouth twitched slightly, and he knew that Qu Peng's evil plan had succeeded when he saw this situation.

Accompanied by two service staff, the three people were taken into a small box.

Sitting on the soft leather sofa, Leiyin didn't react at all.

Xu Yun was really panicked. She didn't expect her brother to come to such a place.

She is just a student party member and her part-time job income is meager.

It doesn't matter if you spend money on your family. The key is that when you check out, it will be embarrassing if you don't have enough credit on your phone.

"Brother, are you sure this is it?" Xu Yun looked panicked and felt like she was about to cry.

How can you deceive your sister like you? The living troubles this month are small, and the big problem is that instant noodles can be used.

But my sister-in-law is still there, and my little face is about to be lost.

"rest assured."

Xu Fei blinked at her, turned to the waiter who was standing aside with his hands clasped in front of him and said:

“We will scan the QR code and order the food ourselves, you can go ahead and get busy.”

"Okay, you guys, please feel free to press the red button on the table to call us if you need us."

After smiling and nodding, the two waiters walked out of the private room and gently closed the door.

"Boss Qu gave me a 35% off coupon, plus a 15% off for new users on the app, you do the math." Xu Fei took a sip of tea and smiled.

"0.35 times 0.85..."

Xu Yun started to count with her fingers, then her eyes lit up and she exclaimed: "Less than 30% off? So awesome!"

"Come on, sister-in-law, do whatever you want~ I'm treating you today~~"

"Well, okay..." Leiyin smiled and nodded, took out her mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the table.

I thought that since she is Xu Fei's sister, if I were to be polite, I would be too outspoken...

In Zhen'an Mental Hospital.

A small queue formed in front of the food delivery window on the fourth floor of the inpatient building.

On both sides of the team, there were several sturdy... male nurses standing upright.

Every evening at 5:30, patients are called here to receive meals in batches according to the ward.

Barbachus was holding an iron lunch box and standing at the end of the line with a dull look.

He is very dissatisfied with the food in this world. The energy density is too low, only about one-third of that of the Leitings continent, and he cannot eat enough at all.

However, repeated requests for more food were rejected by the white-clothed apostles here.

A patient at the front happily received the meal and smiled at the food delivery person in front:

"Your cooking skills have improved. You've finally reached the level of dog food, hehehe."

The delivery person raised his eyebrows, but quickly relaxed them.

Well, I am not only scolding myself, I feel balanced in my heart.

Place a large spoonful of eggs and tomatoes on the next patient's plate.

Unexpectedly, the other party scolded with an angry face: "A cook who doesn't know how to use a spoon is as great as a mother who doesn't know how to make fried rice! Humph!"

Delivery staff: "???"

After finishing the meal, Babajus returned the plate politely.

Then I walked out of the inpatient building and came to a big tree in the outdoor rest area.

At this time every day, a group of advanced creatures from Area B gather under the tree. Listening to each other's talks is very helpful for him to study this new world...

Today, a dozen patients gathered together and were performing a mysterious prayer ceremony.

"Ah~ Mala Mia~ May the Almighty Heavenly Father~~ expel your evil spirits~~"

A fat middle-aged man with glasses wearing a thick cotton hospital gown is standing on a small wooden bench.

He raised his hands high and looked up at the sky, while muttering strange spells.

In front of him, a young man also wearing a hospital gown was half-kneeling on the ground.

He was trembling and covering his normal right hand, with a look of pain on his face.

"The mighty heavenly dragon, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Parma Hum! Gan!"

The middle-aged man with glasses shouted loudly and jumped forward.

He strode forward and turned around, quickly walked around the young man's back and lifted up his clothes.

When the palms are flying, the heel of the palms and thenar eminence are on both sides of the spine, and push and massage from top to bottom to the waist.

Then use the thumbs of both hands along the spine, starting from the spinous process of the first thoracic vertebra in pyramid order, and perform gentle and rhythmic massage.

Finally, clench the fist of your left hand and touch the protruding position of the finger base with the skin of the back. Use your wrist to turn it vertically downward and make a fist for massage.

"Ah..."

After finishing the meal, the young man let out a pleasant groan.

"May Archangel Sofia protect you."

The middle-aged man with glasses stopped what he was doing, panting heavily and crossed himself on his chest.

"Hahaha! Hand of Satan, Hand of Satan! I evolved!"

The young man suddenly stood up and looked at his right hand with an expression of ecstasy.

"The terrifying evolution ritual...even I can't figure it out..."

Babajus squatted under the tree, holding his ankles with his hands and shivering.

As a high-ranking demon, he is not afraid of mere rituals, this is just a matter of being frozen.

Being over 1.9 meters tall, I couldn't get a hospital gown that fit me well. Even if I managed to get one in the largest size, my trouser legs were still not long enough.

"Scary? Hehehehehehe... No, this is just garbage."

The skinny old man who was also squatting under the tree shook his head and smiled.

"Trash? Who are you..." Babajus asked vigilantly.

Since arriving at the hospital, he has kept a low profile.

There is no other reason. This place is simply a prison for the strongest.

Some people say they are God's apostles, some say they are godfathers from hell, and some claim to be Wall Street harvesters, high-leverage terminators of the property market, and sons of the sun...

Although I don’t understand what it means specifically, judging from the prefix of the title, it must be a very powerful existence.

But now, without exception, these people are all as weak as Babajus's current body.

As a great demon who plays with people's hearts, Barbachus can feel that their words come from the heart.

Since these people didn't lie, then... they must have had the same power sealed as him!

It's so scary. What kind of organization is here that can suppress so many powerful people.

"Compared with the great miracles of my Lord Odin, this ceremony is simply unsightly."

The skinny old man kept curling his lips, then slapped the ground in annoyance and said: "And I, I, who am I! Who am I!"

"You are number 22334 Li Debiao. I have told you so many times that I still can't remember it."

A tall and thick-set male nurse suddenly appeared in front of him, gently picked up the old man and dusted off the dust on his palms.

"Everyone, get up! Line up and go back to the house. Why are you hanging out outside when it's snowing?" the male nurse scolded all the patients.

"Oh, the white devil is here, run!"

Just as several patients tried to escape, they were skillfully caught by another group of male nurses who surrounded them.

Everyone reluctantly lined up according to their numbers and wandered towards the ward.

On the way, Babajus looked at the rugged 'white devil' in confusion, and asked in confusion: "Have you... forgotten the pride of being a devil?"

The white devil's eyes were dull, and he waved his hands as usual and said: "I don't like the white devil. From now on, call me Gaozhagu."


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