The night in the capital is still very prosperous, especially within the Second Ring Road, Wangfu Street is crowded with people.

　　 Now that I have arrived in the capital, the USB flash drive has also come to an end. It would be boring to rush back in a hurry.

　　 "How to say you have to taste the food."

　　 Lan Mu walked from the street to the end of the street, he tried all kinds of beef offal, fried belly, fried dumplings, lamb scorpion... that looked good, but the more he ate, the more hungry he got.

　　 Eventually he settled in a skewers restaurant, sitting on an open-air table, preparing to fill his stomach.

　　 He is now eating more and more, and his digestive function is extremely strong. It takes two catties of skewers to eat to relieve his hunger.

　　 Three catties of beef and mutton came again, while eating and drinking beer.

　　 I am alone, eating deliciously.

　　 "Buzzing..."

　　 Suddenly Lan Mu felt the phone vibrate and took it out to see Fang Moqi.

　　 After he saved Fang Moqi's phone number, he didn't make a call again. He didn't expect him to call first.

　　 "Hello? This is Lan Mu."

　　 "Are you at Du's house yesterday?" Fang Moqi said straightforwardly.

　　 "Hmm...are you there?" Lan Mu smiled.

　　 "I'm... Forget it, don't talk about this. Can you do me a favor?" Fang Moqi seemed to be depressed.

　　 Lan Mu was naturally happy to see that he didn't mention what happened last night, and smiled: "Of course, we are friends."

"Let me explain that this matter is very dangerous. I think you are better than me, so I dare to ask you for help. If you don't want to go, just pretend that I didn't say it. If you are willing to do me this favor, I am at Sheshan Royal The big villa in the garden will give you off." Fang Moqi said seriously.

　　 Lan Mu's eyes condensed, Fang Moqi said that it was very dangerous, and it was naturally not simple.

　　 Lan Mu thought to himself, could it be related to the containment objects?

　　 "What's the matter? You helped me so much, don't need to say so, don't I have a house to live in? I miss you this villa?" Lan Mu said slightly angrily.

　　 Fang Moqi smiled softly and said, "Okay! It's inconvenient to say on the phone, where are you? Let's go look for you."

　　 "I'm in the capital, don't have to be so troublesome... I will return to the magic capital tomorrow."

　　 Fang Moqi was shocked: "Are you in the capital? Great, I am also in the capital! Where are you exactly?"

　　 "Huh? I'm on Wangfu Street..." Lan Mu looked at the opposite side and read the sign: "Across from Xianlai Noodle Shop..."

　　 "I'll be there soon!" Fang Moqi hung up after speaking.

　　 Lan Mu put away the phone and waited while eating.

　　 He looked at "Xianlai Noodle Shop" and felt very strange.

The noodle shop opposite 　　 is different. At this point in the evening, when the night market is hot, it is closed and not open.

　　 This is not the weirdest thing. What is even more strange is that there are eight people in line at the door.

　　 No other stores are open, what line are you in?

　　 Lan Mu was perplexed. At this moment, a teenager about 18 or 9 years old came over, carrying a bag in his hand, and walked straight to the door of the store.

　　 "You can be considered opened!"

　　 "Yeah! I'm so greedy."

　　 "Han Yi, we have been waiting for two hours! Hurry up and serve a bowl of egg noodles!" The eight waiting people were full of joy.

　　 The young man smiled slightly and opened the shop to lead everyone in.

　　 Lan Mu secretly said, "Could it be that the noodles at this restaurant are so delicious? I'll try it too."

　　 He quickly ate the skewers on the table and walked into the noodle restaurant opposite after the checkout.

　　 went in and found that all eight people seemed to know each other. They were sitting together at the table. As soon as Lan Mu entered, everyone looked at him.

　　 "There is no place, let's go out!" said a young man in a black T-shirt.

　　 "Isn't this there?" Lan Mu saw four empty tables in the noodle restaurant, and sat directly at one of the tables.

　　 Unexpectedly, the eight people all sneered, the black T-shirt man cut and said.

　　 "Yeah, here's another ****, don't you know a word?" After speaking, he pointed to a sign at the door.

　　 Lan Mu looked over and saw that the sign was one foot long and read in black on a red background: "Only eight people are served every day, except for those with anorexia."

　　 "Only entertain eight people a day?" Lan Mu was speechless. There are still rules for this broken shop?

　　 The eight people are obviously regulars, and the black T-shirt man volunteered to walk to the Lan Mu table.

　　 "Come on! Get out by yourself! Don't let me invite you!"

　　 Lan Mu looked at him amused, and said that I would be in your trouble if I sit here?

　　 "The boss said that there is no difference. If it is eight people, there are eight people. You should hurry up tomorrow!"

　　 "That's not right, our eight brothers will always come here to eat, you never come."

　　 Lan Mu smiled and said: "Open the door to do business, and you will occupy other stores?"

　　 "Don't talk nonsense! This is not your part!"

　　 Seeing the man in the black T-shirt stretched out his hand to pull him, Lan Mu blocked his left hand and quickly pinched the man's ring finger, squeezed it hard, and his wrist sank.

　　 "Oh...yoyoyo..."

　　The man in the black T-shirt was pulled with his fingers, and the person could only sink along one piece, and he knelt on the ground all of a sudden.

　　 Lan Mu used to learn this trick from Sanda Club in college. It really doesn’t work, but it’s okay to bluff people.

　　 Seeing their companions suffer, the other seven people rushed over.

　　 "Stop it!"

　　 Seeing that he was about to fight, Lan Mu frowned. In reality, he might not be able to win eight, so he would definitely suffer.

　　 At this moment, the boy came out carrying two bowls of noodles and said coldly.

　　 "Do you want to eat? If you don't eat, I will fall!"

　　 The group of people smelled the fragrance of the noodles and hurriedly drooled: "Eat, eat!"

　　The young man brought eight bowls of noodles one by one, and the other seven people all ran to the table to feast on.

　　The man in black T-shirt was still pinching his fingers on his knees, and said angrily: "You guys come and help!"

　　 The boy frowned and walked over and said, "Don't fight in the store, go out and fight."

　　 "When you enter my shop, you have to abide by my rules!"

　　 "I set the rules, have you all forgotten!"

　　 The young man said this with a cold face, and he was quite imposing. The seven people were well-behaved and did not dare to step forward to help.

　　 Lan Mu smiled, then let go, the man in the black T-shirt stood up with his fingers in his hands and shouted: "Han Yi, he did it in your shop! You saw it too! Go to hell!"

　　The young man looked at Lan Mu and said, "I will treat it as your first time here. I don’t understand the rules..."

　　 After half-talking, the young man suddenly reached out and took a peek, and grabbed Lan Mu's collar. He shot quickly, and it was almost too late for Lan Mu to hide.

　　 "This shop does not entertain the ninth person, please!"

　　 After finishing speaking, he tried to drag Lan Mu out.

　　 Lan Mu stood up abruptly, shook the chair directly, and reached out to grab the boy.

　　 He is now a human body, with average strength and speed, but the boy's eyes widened and suddenly let go and backed away.

　　 Ge, because Lan Mu had just stared at him instinctively, a suffocating aura shook the young man.

　　 Lan Mu had already killed a hundred people unknowingly, and his temperament naturally brought a murderous aura that was condensed but not dispersed. This aura was mysterious and mysterious. It was not real aura, but a momentum. The aura is cultivated. If you do too much, you will naturally develop a unique aura over the years, which can basically be reflected by a single look.

　　 High officials occupy high positions all the year round, and naturally they will develop the aura of a high position.

　　 Good people do a lot of good deeds, and naturally they will have a unique affinity.

　　 The wicked do a lot of bad things, and one glance at others will make you think you are fierce.

　　 As for hunters, if they kill too much, there will be a kind of oppression by predators. For weak prey, they will even be scared to death without moving.

　　 has been at the top of the food chain for a long time, and the smiling face may not feel it, but once Lan Mu's expression becomes fierce, it will undoubtedly be a shock to the sensitive person.

　　 The young man looked at Lan Mu solemnly, his muscles tense, and he felt that he was being stared at by a wild beast.

　　 "If you don't eat, you won't eat, and I can't force you to cook noodles. I just sit down, can I?" Lan Mu said blankly.

　　 The boy couldn't figure out the details of Lan Mu, but his feelings told him that this person is very dangerous, very dangerous!

　　 After hesitating for two seconds, the boy said: "Whatever you want..."

　　 After finishing speaking, the boy sat on a stool at the door of the kitchen and looked at Lan Mu.

　　 Lan Mu ignored him, put the chair back, and sat back on it.

　　The black T-shirt man was taken aback. He knew that the young handsome man was not only good at making noodles, but also good at making noodles. As for his shop-breaking rules, he used to offend customers a lot, so naturally there would be some people making trouble. The T-shirt man himself is one. The boss doesn't have the ability, how can he dare to set the rules?

　　The troublemakers have been honest since they were taught by the teenager. Line up to eat noodles properly, or never dare to come again.

　　 But when it was Lan Mu's turn, why did he stop suddenly? Why make an exception? Do you want any more rules?

　　 "Han translation? Just forget it?" The black T-shirt man naturally couldn't see the confrontation between the two just now. UU read www.uukanshu. He felt that the power and speed of Lan Mu's shots were inferior to Han's translation.

　　 The fact is indeed the case. Lan Mu also knew that he was really fighting, and he was definitely not an opponent of Han Yi, but he killed more people than him, and just frightened him.

　　 Han Yili's rules were made an exception today, and his heart was originally upset. The man in the black T-shirt dared to mention it again, which made him impatient.

　　 "Can you eat it? Don't eat it!"

　　 Han Yi translated his eyebrows and cold eyes, the black T-shirt man thought of his previous experience of beating himself violently, and hurriedly sat on the table to eat noodles, but his eyes looked at Lan Mu viciously.

　　 "Damn, kid count you lucky! You have a kind, don't leave this door!"

　　 "I will make you look good when I leave the shop!"

　　The man in black T-shirt dared not fight in the store, so he could only save face by putting on cruel words.

　　 At the shop, he was afraid that Han Yi would beat him. But he didn't know, Han Yi didn't dare to do it, just because he was afraid that Lan Mu would kill him!

　　 Lan Mu didn't bother to pay attention to him, took out his phone and swiped the studio's official account. For a month, the studio is still unknown, and the attention is only a dozen more people.

　　 Han Yi sat guarding at the kitchen door, his eyes locked on Lan Mu.

　　 He couldn't figure out the origin of this person. His shot was weak, but his momentum was compelling. The fierceness was by no means enough to kill a few people, at least there must be more than twenty!

　　 Damn, this is simply a homicide, a big case, and an important case!

　　 Such an owner is sitting in the shop and playing with his mobile phone? What is he going to do?

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