"When you see the truth, you often feel that the truth is more outrageous than you think." Foster Lee calmly took a puff of the cigar, and the faint smoke slowly spread in the cruise ship.
"So you mean, my bastard son-in-law changed the route of my cruise ship just to get a huge amount of compensation?" The old white man wiped the mucus on his face and continued to operate the machine gun.
"Yes, but this poor man didn't expect that the randomly set route would attract this big guy." Foster looked outside the captain's room, and an astonishingly large tentacle was constantly waving.
It was temporarily suppressed by the old captain's machine gun.
"Foster! Do something! You are the best detective I hired! " The old captain felt the barrel of the gun heating up. His experience as a soldier told him that if it continued to heat up, the barrel would explode sooner or later.
"I've thought about it before. Unless you can get this octopus to smash through a meter behind me, let us go down and find the oil storage area in the cabin, otherwise, we don't have a good way to deal with this big guy in the sea." Foster took another puff of his cigarette and closed his eyes comfortably.
"Damn it! You mean to let us wait for our deaths? Wait for this monster to eat us? And then spit out the bones? "The old captain turned back and cursed. He quickly reloaded the magazine and continued to shoot at the tentacle.
"The escape boat was destroyed by your son-in-law before. Let's wait for a miracle to happen." Foster was a little helpless. He originally wanted to come out to take a case and then enjoy a comfortable vacation on the cruise ship.
He didn't expect to encounter a monster that ridiculed the theory of evolution. Foster could judge the size of this guy from its tentacles. It was terrifyingly large.
He didn't know how this kind of thing, which could be called a sea monster, targeted this cruise ship.
"Be careful of the grenade!" The old captain took out a grenade and threw it out. The violent explosion made the tentacle stop for a while.
"Want a puff?" Foster took a cigar from his pocket and handed it to the old captain.
"Damn it, huh, your cigar sucks!" The old captain took a puff of the cigar and coughed continuously.
He had never smoked such a bad cigar. It was as if it was fake.
"I'm sorry for dragging you into this, Foster." The old captain sighed. He could already hear the tentacles wriggling outside the captain's room.
"Heh, it's not a loss to be able to see such a sea monster before I die." Forster laughed heartily. He was pleasantly surprised to find such a big guy that he couldn't deal with with with his wits.
However, if he was given an island … Forster shook his head. There was no point in thinking about it now.
"If God allows me to live, I will donate all my property to the Orphan Welfare Society." The old captain took a puff of his cigarette. Although it was still difficult to smoke, at least it was better than nothing.
"What about you? Foster? "The old captain looked at his Asian friend beside him.
"You know, Jack, I'm a Hua Xia. I don't believe in your God." Foster rolled his eyes.
"But if I can really survive, I will quit smoking." Foster looked at the cigar in his hand and shook his head. If he could really survive, what was the point of quitting?
"Foster, according to Hua Xia, before a person dies, can they see strange things?" Old Jack shook his companion's hand.
"What did you see this time? With this sea monster, I don't think I will be surprised if Poseidon comes out with a trident later. "Foster raised his head.
In the originally empty captain's room, a wooden door suddenly appeared.
"God, is this the door that you came to receive me?" Old Jack's cigar fell onto his lap.
"I don't care if this is the door of God or the door of Hell. I only know that if we don't go in, we will be fed to the octopus later." Foster quickly got up, pulled Jack open the door, and went in.
Unlike the shaking captain's room, this place was very stable. Foster quickly judged that he was standing on solid ground.
"Welcome to Dream Restaurant, guest." A woman with horns on her head and wings on her back walked over.
"Damn it, Foster, this is hell! This guy must be a demon! "Old Jack's legs trembled.
"Do you want to go back and feed the octopus?" Foster looked around calmly. The comfortable layout, the tables, the chairs, and the words that the demon had just said …
"Forget it. It doesn't matter if it's hell or somewhere else. At least I am still alive." Old Jack thought about the octopus and felt that this place was safer.
"This is a restaurant? Is there anything to eat? "Foster felt that this trip was worth it. The magical sea monster and the even more magical door.
"This is our menu." Betty looked at the two people. They were dressed like the restaurant manager, but their bodies were wet.
Foster took it and flipped through it. There were words that he had never seen before, but there were colorful photos.
"Are you from Hua Xia?" Foster became happier the more he looked. Although there were some western dishes, most of them were Hua Xia dishes.
Especially the Mapo Tofu. Foster hadn't eaten it in a long time.
Chen Ze was cutting vegetables in the kitchen. He had been grilling squid skewers the whole day. He didn't know how many he had sold. He only knew that after selling them, the ten people who worked part-time were very happy.
After all, Chen Ze had promised them a minimum salary of 50 RMB and a commission of 1 RMB for every order they made.
Although Chen Ze felt that he was about to die, he still insisted on opening the door and calling Betty down.
"Manager, I suspect that you are plotting against me." Betty was still brooding about what happened in the morning. When she thought about the plot of "Heartbeat Literature," Betty felt depressed.
Especially Betty, who had finished the entire game according to Chen Ze's instructions, felt even worse.
"You played it yourself. I didn't let you play it." Chen Ze rolled his eyes.
"Since you let me play for so long, I won't blame you." Betty was very happy. After finishing "Heartbeat Literature," Betty watched the anime and felt that it was much more interesting than staying at home.
Then Chen Ze asked Betty to clean up. After all, he didn't know if there would be guests.
Chen Ze, who was in the kitchen, also heard the question, "Are you from Hua Xia?"
He quickly walked out and looked at the two guests in the restaurant.
"Hello, manager. I am Li Huaqiang." Foster happily stretched out his hand.
Chen Ze was stunned. He shook hands with the other party, then looked at the guest who looked like a celebrity and asked a question.
"Is your melon … guaranteed cooked?"
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