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Chapter five hundred and sixty-one free food

"You two, come on." After the protective light film dissipated, the strong man turned around and said to the two except Xu Le.

The black woman walked over without hesitation. Another Chinese man hesitated for a moment and looked at Xu Le: "Brother, why don't we go there together?"

Xu Le saw that his expression was obviously moved, and obviously thought that there was a stronger side. He knew that he was a bit hindering his face and waved his hand: "No need, you go there yourself."

The man nodded, ran over and gave a smile first: "Haha, everyone, I'm from, oh, let me say something different, iaefromchina..."

"Pai!" Two crisp sounds sounded, and Andrew stepped forward and grabbed him, slapped him twice in the face.

The Chinese were shocked and had not forgotten to speak English: "ohno! youcannot..."

"Why?" Andrew smiled sarcastically, "You should understand that in our eyes, you are just a lowly beast."

"No, it's impossible! You were just humorous, right? How could a highly civilized white man have such racism?" the Chinese shouted in disbelief.

"What a stupid pig question, there is no need to communicate!" Andrew slapped him twice, then looked at Xu Le satisfied, looking forward to Xu Le's reaction.

Xu Le was puzzled: What does he care about me? If every mediocre person who cannot see the situation clearly is bullied, I will take action, and even the controller will be exhausted to death.

Xu Le looked at the man without any movement.

The man also looked at him, the blood at the corner of his mouth was as silk as threads, and his eyes were filled with malice and resentment.

He didn't hate the person who beat him, but he just hated Xu Le refused to come and get beaten with him.

It's really perfect logic.

There are always some inexplicable things in this world that are regarded as the truth. This kind of logic is that people who only dare to hate but are not fierce and dare not angrily at the strong.

This is the world of the weak.

Andrew thought Xu Le was afraid, so he couldn't help but feel even more proud. He laughed loudly and took the beaten Chinese man with him and turned around and walked forward with the others.

Seeing the group of seven people walking away slowly, Xu Le also began his own actions.

Whether in America or Britain, they do not have much friendly and kind attitude towards strangers. Especially in this small town, when everyone committed murders together, their ability to group and xenophobia can be imagined.

If Freddy's name was first mentioned, there would be no doubt that he would be rejected by the town in the future, and the whole town would not welcome this stranger. In order to cover up their original behavior, it is difficult to say whether they would attack this stranger.

Who told you that those who are plagued by evil spirits must be good people? Is these people guilty of conspiring to kill people?

Therefore, Xu Le's attitude was not nervous, and he was not like a reporter or a policeman, leisurely strolling around the town.

Well, this town is too small, the only cafe, restaurant and tavern are obviously regular guests, and he received extremely enthusiastic attention as soon as he entered. The gaze of suspicion and curiosity stared at him without any concealment, as if he was a thief.

Xu Le ordered a drink and drank it slowly. When he drank half a cup, no one paid attention to him.

"I want to ask you something." Xu Le said to the waiter who didn't even have a uniform uniform.

The attention salute came over again, as if he was the head of state who was highly anticipated.

"Please say." The waiter was a very happy young man. He smiled and put down the tray and sat directly in front of Xu Le.

"Do you guys mind making me a cook in the restaurant? I know some Chinese food and can work here for a while."

The waiter was stunned: "We don't lack cooks, our cooks will work here for the rest of their lives."

"Are you not a temporary one?" Xu Le asked.

The waiter hesitated: "If your Chinese food is very delicious, maybe my dad will agree."

"Oh, it turns out that this is your cafe...I think he will definitely agree to me as a chef." Xu Le said.

The waiter was surprised: "Why? Are the dishes you cooked very delicious?"

"No, it's because I just had a quarrel with my companion, and they took all my money away." Xu Le smiled in the waiter's dull gaze, "So I'm eating vain now."

The waiter screamed: "Dad, this person doesn't pay for food!"

"Wala" the town villagers in the entire cafe gathered together...

Xu Le looked at them speechlessly: Are these villagers too united? They are almost able to catch up with the rural areas of China... Maybe they can sing a song "My Brothers and Villagers"?

Soon, a strong middle-aged man walked over surrounded by everyone, looked at Xu Le and frowned: "Boy, are you going to eat for free?"

Xu Le spread his hands slightly and stood up: "Actually, I don't want to eat for free, I just need a job. My companion abandoned me and did not leave me much money. I can only choose to stay with you. I believe my Chinese food is OK, if you want..."

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Give up, boy, I don't need a chef here. And what you need in this situation is not a job, but a policeman. Oh, Tom, go call Officer Thompson, I think he finally has a place to be a martial arts."

The good result was that Xu Le originally wanted to become the chef of this restaurant to change his unarmed situation and quickly become familiar with the residents of the town. Unexpectedly, he was about to meet the heroine's father, Officer Thompson, which was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.

Besides, since Officer Thompson is available, it should be the first part of "The Story of Ghosts", right? This condition is very favorable.

Under the surveillance of the American simple and honest villagers who were eyeing each other, Xu Le took up half a drink in front of him and tasted it carefully.

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"Please forgive me for sorry, your dress is very strange. Who are you?" Officer Thompson looked at the people in front of him carefully, and his palms unconsciously touched his waist.

This is the American rule and custom. When you meet a suspicious stranger, shooting is generally more useful than opening a mouth.

"Look, boss, I knew this would happen." Crower, wearing Superman costume, hugged his hands on his chest and said to the extremely sturdy captain.

The captain dismissed and smiled hideously, and walked forward: "Okay, listen, I don't want this."

Officer Thompson pulled out the gun from his waist without hesitation and shot him.

"Damn!" After a loud bang, the bullet hit the captain and was bounced away directly, as if there was no impact at all, and the figure of the man didn't shake at all.

The captain reached out to grab the gun in his hand in Officer Thompson's shocked gaze: "Listen, I said, I don't want this."

Officer Thompson lost his gun and took two steps back in surprise: "Who are you!"

"We are exorcists who specialize in dealing with evil spirits. There are evil spirits in your town." The captain said the reasons that several people had already discussed.

Officer Thompson stared at him: "What's there?"

"There are evil spirits in your town." said the sturdy captain.

"I don't believe it." Officer Thompson replied without hesitation. At the same time, several families around him walked out with **** and the like, and pointed their guns at the group.

"Hey, officer, do you need help?" a middle-aged man shouted.

"Thank you, old friend." Thompson greeted the middle-aged man, feeling very calm and had more confidence in his words. "I don't care what kind of exorcist you are or what others you are, I just want to tell you that you are full of suspicious aura. The town does not welcome you, and I hope you can leave as soon as possible."

"Damn guy, what did you say!" Andrew felt provoked and immediately roared.

As he roared, the surrounding few shots had been lifted up and aimed at them.

Crowel turned around and knocked him to the ground without hesitation: "Shut up, you idiot! Now isn't the time for you to get angry! Is your ancestors a black slave or a yellow monkey bloodline?"

Just then, a young man ran over and shouted and said, "Hey! Officer Thompson, there is a case that you need to deal with!"

Officer Thompson stared at the captain's ****: "Give me back the ****, and leave the town."

The captain frowned and threw **** to him. Officer Thompson looked at them warningly, and took **** directly to follow the young man: "Tom, what case?"

"Oh, there was a person who refused to pay for eating in a restaurant..."

Seeing Officer Thompson gradually walking away with the man, the five white men looked at each other. The black and Chinese women who were allowed to follow were also unexpected. They did not expect that things would develop like this.

After a moment, the captain spat and said, "Damn it, we must make some changes."
Chapter completed!
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