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Chapter 260 Muzi Li, Overlord

"How are you talking? Do you know this is caring? Why are you asking blindly! You have only been out for five or six years, and you don't want me as a father to ask you!"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and pasted the hair that had fallen down to his forehead. He raised his head, and said in a heartbroken voice.

"Okay, okay, the fight is over, I'm hungry, let's serve food!"

Zhao Ziyue threw two sniper shells into the two empty cups, and there was a crisp clang.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and clapped his hands with a sneer. There was a square opening in the ceiling suddenly, and then a staircase dropped down. Only then did Lin Guiyao understand why the ceiling was so old. The feeling was that there was room above it.

Seeing this, the fat man who was pinching his throat was a little dissatisfied. He pointed his fingers aggrievedly, and the bullet stuck in his head shook slightly:
"But I haven't lost yet!"

"You still have the nerve to say that if it hadn't been for me just now, you would have turned into a one-eyed cannon! How many times have I told you, don't always rely on your thick skin to carry on, hide when you need to, and get out of the way tonight Go to the secret room, and you are not allowed to come out until twenty boxes of iron bullets have been shot!"

"Twenty boxes? Then don't I want to be beaten into a pig's head? Dad doesn't want it!" The fat man said aggrievedly.

"Idiot! You want to piss me off so that you can inherit my father, Ah Li, right? Let you hide, not carry, pig!" The middle-aged man said angrily, and kicked the fat man away.

"Let's go, let's go! Kitty, you are really unkind, and you will eat two of my guns and roses as soon as you come back! It's a big loss!"

Seeing the two-ton fat man being kicked lightly on the wall with big characters, Lin Guiyao wiped off his sweat, and stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Ziyue.

"well……"

"Go up and eat and talk." Zhao Ziyue smiled softly, raised her legs and followed the middle-aged man upstairs.

Lin Guiyao rubbed his head, Zhao Ziyue's smile was rare, she always gave people the impression that she was a cold girl, the kind that strangers should not enter, but today it is rare to see her so relaxed and at ease.

That way, it was like a little girl who had returned home, but he was like a cramped little boyfriend brought home by her, extremely nervous.

Of course, it was mainly caused by ignorance, but the surprise upstairs...

"Eat, you're welcome!"

Zhao Ziyue lightly took a bite of the roasted animal leg that was dripping with hot fat and said.

In front of Lin Guiyao were two long tables filled with all kinds of food, mainly meat, some fruits and vegetables, and wine of various colors, too much for him to see.

The main thing is that the portion is too much!
One table is enough for ten people to lie down on the bottom of the table, let alone two tables!
"Eat it, you're welcome, since the kitten brought it back, I don't feel bad for two meals of Guns and Roses..."

The middle-aged man smiled softly at Lin Guiyao, but the corners of his mouth were stiff, and he didn't know whether he was sincere or not.

"Oh, thank you then."

Lin Guiyao was at a loss, but the meat on the table was indeed very tempting. He happened to have not eaten for more than 30 hours, mainly because all the food and drink were in his backpack. Ge Lingtong was not good for him. Take it out, so I used the dry food in Zhao Ziyue's package to make do along the way.

The taste is naturally incomparable with the food on this table.

Finding a seat not far from Zhao Ziyue, Lin Guiyao picked up a plate of ribs and set to work.

The ribs were grilled to a slightly black sauce, but not burnt. There was a faint salty aroma in the mouth, and the meat was very pink and tender. After entering the throat, there was a slight sweetness on the tip of the tongue. It was so delicious that it almost made him eat his tongue. Bit off.

"How is it? How is my blood rib?" The middle-aged man pulled out a chair, sat on it, put his hands on the back of the chair and asked with a smile.

"Good, delicious!" Lin Guiyao praised.

Although this thing is not very tasty because of the lack of some seasonings, the quality of the meat itself is enough to elevate this dish to a delicacy, enough to satisfy his poor stomach that has not eaten properly for the past two days.

No wonder Zhao Ziyue wanted to bring him here for dinner. The food in the open-air stalls outside was either jerky or raw meat, and he really didn't have much appetite.

"It's just that the environment here is a bit strange, with the leaky door, the deadly passage, the noisy bar, and the retro restaurant above the bar. How can there be customers here?"

Glancing at all kinds of weird weapons and bullets hanging on the wall, Lin Guiyao secretly cursed like it was a weapons museum.

"Are you wondering why this restaurant of mine is so strange?" The middle-aged man suddenly laughed.

"Well, call me Lin Guiyao, may I ask who you are..." Lin Guiyao confessed frankly that he had almost eaten, and it was time to ask Zhao Ziyue why he brought him here.

Just for dinner?

Certainly not that simple.

"Well, Lin Guiyao, that's a good name. Oh, no, didn't you tell him, Xiaomao? Why didn't you even mention your father?" The middle-aged man stared at Zhao Ziyue with his mouth wide open.

Zhao Ziyue rolled her eyes at him and wiped her mouth gently: "Is it necessary?"

"Of course it is necessary! We are a family!"

The middle-aged man patted the chair exaggeratedly. Unexpectedly, he didn't control his strength well, and the chair was turned into scum with one palm.

"Ouch, my big-leaf huanghuali!"

"Okay, don't play tricks!" Zhao Ziyue ordered a table after eating and drinking. "He is my lord. When I come back this time, I actually want to take a few people away."

"Take someone away?" The man glanced at Zhao Ziyue suspiciously, "Didn't you last time..."

"Hey, where's the third guy? Why didn't he come back with you? Did he die?" The man realized that Zhao Ziyue was missing a familiar guy.

"No, you're still staying in my lord's territory!"

Hearing this, the man stared: "You won't come back if you don't hang up, you son of a bitch! Hey, listen up to Lin, my father, Li, pays a lot of money to hire people here, can you afford it?"

It seemed that after knowing that Lin Guiyao and Zhao Ziyue were not in the relationship he had imagined, the middle-aged man's attitude immediately changed.

"What hire?" Lin Guiyao was puzzled.

Zhao Ziyue waved his hand: "He is the lord of Hope City, you should know that, right?"

"What hope is not... Hope City? That Hope City?"

Zhao Ziyue nodded.

"Oh! It turns out to be Brother Lin. I'm Ah Li's father's boss. Just call me Brother Li..." The middle-aged man changed his face again and said with a smile.

"Cough!" Zhao Ziyue coughed.

The man suddenly turned serious: "My name is Li Ba, Muzi Li, Ba Wang Ba. Seeing that the young man is young and promising, can you call me Uncle Li?"

After speaking, Li Ba secretly glanced at Zhao Ziyue, who nodded imperceptibly.

"Uncle Li...?"

"Hey!" Li Ba clapped his hands and laughed.

(End of this chapter)