Chapter 612 Bodyguard

From dusk until the moon appears, it seems that it will take another 1 to 2 hours.

Han Dong drove the vehicle to one kilometer away from the school.

Came to a restaurant that is still open in the suburban town - [Mr. Jade's Pasta].

People are iron rice is steel.

Han Dong, who hadn't eaten for two days, even if he stimulated cell division many times and then self-phagocytosed, his total energy was constantly decreasing... Since he had extra time, he hurried to eat something.

"Boss, three tomato beef spaghetti, two salmon roe fried rice, a whole grilled chicken, and a vegetable salad...all packaged."

The only remaining boss in the store whose hairline has moved up seriously can't imagine that the three young guys will eat so much food, "Okay, I'm the only one doing things here, it may take half an hour."

"Just a little faster, we're in a hurry."

Handong handed out a bill with Benjamin Franklin on it.

There are many more bills like this in Mercedes Benz.

The three took their seats in the fairly spacious dining room. While waiting for the food to be prepared, Cass also went to the convenience supermarket next door to buy some necessary supplies - large buckets of water, spare gasoline, and a detailed map of Maine.

"Derui Town is only 100 kilometers away from us in a straight line.

However, it takes 200 kilometers to drive around... Moreover, many national roads and highways leading to Derui Town are blocked, and some country roads may need to be crossed.

It is estimated that it will take two to three days to travel to Derui Town.

If there is any abnormal detection or clue discovery in the middle, the time will be extended as appropriate. "

"Um."

"Also... there is a question about your weapon, Cass.

We try our best to resupply you through the rewards of the side story before heading to Derui Town. "

Cass is not a [Boxer], and the breaking of the stone pig sword is a relatively big loss... No one would have thought that such sophisticated equipment would be easily destroyed by the ultimate human demon.

The owner is still making the food.

bell bell bell...

The doorbell rang and another guest came.

The boss, who was sweating profusely, held the packaged pasta and fried rice in his hands. There was only one uncut roast chicken that could not be packaged. He motioned Han Dong and the others to wait for a while.

Entering the door was a guest who resembled a homeless person.

The boss didn't dislike it. He seemed to have received many homeless people: "Excuse me, what would you like to eat?"

no respond.

Guests simply point to the cheapest vegan pasta on the menu and drop a smudged wad of coins on the counter.

After all, it is also money, and the boss keeps it all in the drawer.

If you can raise enough money, you can take your family to other states and counties to settle down after the relocation certificate is processed.

The guest dressed as a homeless man didn't say a word the whole time, and chose to sit on the opposite side of Han Dong's group. The hood of his sweater and a dirty peaked cap blocked his face.

squeak~

while waiting for a meal.

A cockroach crawled out of the guest's sleeve.

Before the cockroaches climbed out half a meter, the homeless man grabbed his fingers and threw it into the mouth with his backhand...

In the silent restaurant, the sound of the cockroach shell being crushed by its teeth was very clear.

Soon.

The boss came with a large bag of food, which contained roast chicken that had been cut into small pieces. The aroma of the paper bag that was never completely sealed overflowed.

Just when the boss passed the homeless man.

Perhaps attracted by the smell, the homeless man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the roast chicken... Together with the packaging bag, he slammed it into his mouth, and some of the roast chicken nuggets that could not fit in his mouth fell to the ground.

When the boss saw this, he first apologized to Han Dong at the next table, "I'm sorry, I'll make one for you right away."

"It's okay, it's okay... I don't want the roast chicken, we're in a hurry."

"This can't be done! Very soon, the stove is at the highest temperature now, and it can be done in ten minutes..."

The owner insisted on redoing a roast chicken.

Trot back to the back kitchen after putting the turkey back in the oven.

Holding an iron rod, he returned to the restaurant angrily, apparently annoyed by the fact that the roast chicken was snatched by the homeless.

Pointing at the homeless man with an iron rod, "I've already treated you very well for letting you come in for dinner... Get out of here quickly!"

The homeless man was indifferent to the boss's scolding, and even reached out to pick up the pieces of meat that fell to the ground, eating with relish.

The boss, who was so angry, directly picked up the iron rod in his hand and slammed it towards the back of the homeless man.

Kacha~ The sound of a certain bone being broken sounded, as if the vertebrae were broken... The boss didn't use all the force, and this level of knocking would not break the vertebrae at all.

At the same time, the piece of roast chicken that had just been eaten by the homeless was knocked out by this stick.

The angry homeless man shook his head suddenly.

Remove the hood.

A terrifying face full of cockroaches and watermelon worms was revealed. The flesh and blood were almost eaten away, and only a few muscle threads remained on the face.

at the same time!

The vertebrae that were knocked off by the boss suddenly elongated.

The homeless person, who was originally only the height of an ordinary person, has been stretched to a length of four meters... The growth area is pure white vertebrae and curved spike-like proliferative skeletons.

Carrying countless damp swarms, trying to swallow the restaurant owner alive.

The moment you get close to the boss.

bass!

The tramp's movements stopped.

His skull and heart were all destroyed, dragging his several-meter-long vertebrae to the ground, and the damp insect swarms that had covered his body also dissipated.

died!

It was not what Han Dong and his party did.

All this is done only by the restaurateur who is forced to protect himself.

In addition to the original iron rod, there is also a butcher knife for cutting meat in the hands of the boss.

Staring at this empty bum without much flesh on the ground, the boss couldn't help sighing:

"Hey... there's no meat at all, it can only be used to make soup."

That's right, the reason why the homeless would snatch the packaged food from Han Dong and his party.

Just because the 'roasted chicken' in the bag is not chicken in nature, but a type of meat that homeless people like very much.

This store itself is no ordinary store.

The boss then turned to look at Han Dong and others, and said helplessly:

"I originally planned to wait until you are full and drink enough, and then treat you as good meat for the upper class... Since I saw my true face in advance, I can only be embarrassed."

I don't know when, the door of the restaurant has been blocked by more than ten hanging 'pork', unable to escape.

With a smile on his face, the boss slowly leaned towards the three young people.

The boss has turned more than 100 diners who came to the restaurant into restaurant food.

Just when the boss is about to approach.

Han Dong tilted his head to look at the ray of moonlight spilling into the restaurant, frowning slightly: "Boss, I said we were in a hurry... This is not easy."

"What's wrong? Don't worry, it will be over soon, my knife skills are very good."

The boss was about to step forward.

He noticed something strange and appeared in his restaurant... He seemed to be standing behind him.

Rotate your body.

He suddenly waved the butcher's knife in his hand.

Clang!

As it hits a hard object, it rolls the blade and bounces off.

What caught the boss's eyes was a terrifying being with a white leather mask and a height of two meters.

Knife light flashed.

The boss only felt that his neck was quite cool, and then his line of sight dropped rapidly, and a single head fell to the ground.

All he saw at the last second was a single size fifty leather shoe falling from the top of his head...crack!

"Thank you bodyguard, let's go..."

Han Dong has slipped out of the restaurant for the first time.

Although the meal could not be eaten, it verified the availability of the bodyguards.