The night in Beijing was still very busy, especially in the 2nd Ring Road, Wangfu Street was crowded with people.
Since he arrived in Beijing, the matter of the USB drive had come to an end. If he rushed back, it would be too boring.
"No matter what, I have to try some good food."
Lan Mu walked from one end of the street to the other. There was beef offal, fried tripe, fried dumplings, lamb scorpion … He tried everything that looked good, but the more he ate, the hungrier he got.
Finally, he sat at an outdoor table in a barbecue shop, preparing to fill his stomach.
His appetite was getting bigger and bigger, and his digestive system was very strong. He ordered 2 pounds of barbecue skewers to relieve his hunger.
He also ordered 3 pounds of beef and mutton, and drank beer while eating.
Alone, he ate with relish.
"Buzz buzz buzz …"
Suddenly, Lan Mu felt his phone vibrate. He took it out and saw that it was Fang Moqi.
After saving Fang Moqi's number, he hadn't called him even once. He didn't expect him to call first.
"Hello? I'm Lan Mu. "
"You were at the Du family's house yesterday?" Fang Moqi went straight to the point.
"Well … weren't you there too?" Lan Mu laughed.
"I was … forget it, let's not talk about this. Can you do me a favor? "Fang Moqi's mood seemed to be very low.
Lan Mu was naturally happy to see him not mention last night's matter. He laughed and said, "Of course, we are friends."
"Let me first say 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 I didn't say anything. If you are willing to help me, I will give you my big villa in Sheshan Imperial Garden. "Fang Moqi said seriously.
Lan Mu's eyes narrowed. If Fang Moqi said it was very dangerous, it naturally wasn't simple.
Lan Mu thought, could it be related to anomalies?
"What's going on? You have helped me so much, you don't have to treat me like an outsider. Don't I have a house to live in? Do I only have this villa? "Lan Mu said with slight anger.
Fang Moqi chuckled and said, "Good! It's not convenient to talk over the phone. Where are you? We'll go look for you. "
"I'm in Beijing. You don't have to go through so much trouble … I'll return to Shanghai tomorrow."
Fang Moqi was stunned. "You're in Beijing? That's great, I'm in Beijing too! Where exactly are you? "
"Eh? I'm at Wangfu Street … "Lan Mu looked across the street and read the signboard," Come over to the noodle shop when you're free … "
"I'll be right there!" After saying that, Fang Moqi hung up.
Lan Mu put away the phone and ate while waiting.
He looked at Leisure Noodle House and felt strange.
The noodle shop across the street was different. At this time of the night, when the night market was bustling, the shop was closed and did not open.
This was not the strangest thing. What was even stranger was that there were eight people lining up at the door.
The shop is not even open yet. Why are you guys queuing up?
Lan Mu was puzzled. At this moment, a teenager of about eighteen or nineteen years old walked over with a bag in his hand and walked straight to the door of the shop.
"You're finally open for business!"
"Yeah! I'm dying of thirst. "
"Han Yi, we've been waiting for two hours! Quick, give us a bowl of egg noodles! "The eight people waiting were full of joy.
The teenager smiled and opened the door to let them in.
Lan Mu thought to himself, Could it be that the noodles in this shop are especially delicious? I'm going to try it too.
He quickly finished the skewers on the table, paid the bill, and walked into the noodle shop across the street.
When he entered, he found that the eight people seemed to know each other and were sitting together. When Lan Mu walked in, everyone looked at him.
"There are no seats left. Get out!" a young man in a black T-shirt said.
Lan Mu saw that there were four empty tables in the noodle shop and sat at one of them. "Isn't there a seat here?"
Unexpectedly, the eight people sneered. The man in the black T-shirt snorted and said, "Oh, another one.
"Oh my, here comes another * * * * *. Can't you read?" After saying that, he pointed to a sign at the door.
Lan Mu looked at it and saw that the signboard was one foot long. It was red with black words that read, "Only eight people a day. Anorexia excluded."
"Only eight people a day?" Lan Mu was speechless. How could this shabby shop have such a rule?
The eight people were obviously regular customers. The man in the black T-shirt volunteered to walk to Lan Mu's table.
"Come on! Get out by yourself! Don't make me treat you! "
Lan Mu looked at him and found it funny. He thought, I'm sitting here and I'm in your way?
"The owner of this shop is a man of his word. If he says there are eight people, then there are eight people. You should come early tomorrow!"
"That's not right. The eight of us will always come here to eat. You don't need to come."
Lan Mu couldn't help but laugh. "Open for business, and you've already taken over someone else's shop?"
"Don't talk nonsense! It's not for you! "
Seeing that the man in the black T-shirt wanted to pull him, Lan Mu blocked him with his left hand and quickly pinched the man's ring finger. He twisted it and his wrist sank down.
"Ouch … Ouch, ouch, ouch …"
The man in the black T-shirt had his finger pinched, so he could only sink down and kneel on the ground.
Lan Mu had learned this move from the mixed martial arts club in university. He couldn't use it in a real fight, but he could use it to scare people.
Seeing that their companion was at a disadvantage, the other seven people rushed over.
"You f * cking stop!"
Seeing that a fight was about to break out, Lan Mu frowned. If they really fought, he might not be able to defeat the eight of them. He would definitely be at a disadvantage.
At this moment, the young man from before came out with two bowls of noodles and said coldly.
"Do you want to eat? If you don't, I'll throw it away! "
The group of people smelled the fragrance of the noodles and hurriedly said, "Eat, eat, eat!"
The young man brought eight bowls of noodles one by one. The other seven people ran to the table and ate heartily.
The man in the black T-shirt was still kneeling on the ground. He angrily said, "Come and help me!"
The young man frowned and walked over. "Don't fight in the shop. If you want to fight, fight outside."
"Since you're in my shop, you have to follow my rules!"
"Have you all forgotten the rules I set?!"
The young man said with a cold face. He was quite imposing. The other seven people behaved and didn't dare to help.
Lan Mu smiled and let go of his hand. The man in the black T-shirt stood up and shouted, "Han Yi, he's fighting in your shop! You saw it! Kill him quickly! "
The young man looked at Lan Mu and said, "I'll treat it as your first time here. You don't know the rules …"
Halfway through his words, the young man suddenly reached out and grabbed Lan Mu's collar. He moved so fast that Lan Mu didn't have time to dodge.
"This shop doesn't welcome the ninth person. Please leave!"
Then, he exerted his strength and was about to drag Lan Mu out.
Lan Mu suddenly stood up and directly knocked over the chair. He also reached out to grab the young man.
He had a human body now, so his strength and speed were ordinary. However, the young man widened his eyes and suddenly let go of his hand.
Because Lan Mu instinctively stared at him, the young man was shocked by his murderous aura.
Lan Mu had unknowingly killed a hundred people. His temperament naturally carried a kind of condensed murderous aura. This kind of aura was mysterious. It wasn't real Qi, but a kind of imposing manner. The imposing manner was cultivated. After doing some things for a long time, it would naturally develop a unique aura. Basically, it could be reflected in one's eyes.
Officials who had been in high positions for a long time would naturally develop the imposing manner of a superior person.
Good people who had done a lot of good things would naturally have a unique affinity.
Evil people who had done a lot of bad things would make others feel that they were fierce.
As for hunters, if they killed too much, there would be a kind of predator's oppression. For weak prey, it would even make them motionless and wait for death.
People who had been at the top of the food chain for a long time might not feel it with a smiling face. However, once Lan Mu's expression became fierce, it was undoubtedly a kind of shock to people with keen perception.
The young man solemnly looked at Lan Mu. His whole body's muscles were tense. He felt like he was being stared at by a beast.
"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. I can't force you to cook noodles. I'll just sit here, okay? "Lan Mu expressionlessly said.
The young man didn't know Lan Mu's details, but his feeling told him that this person was dangerous, very dangerous!
After hesitating for two seconds, the young man said, "Whatever …"
Then, the young man sat on the stool by the kitchen door and looked at Lan Mu.
Lan Mu didn't pay attention to him. He put the chair back and sat on it again.
The man in the black T-shirt was stunned. He knew that the young man not only made good noodles, but also had good skills. Because of the rules of his shop, he often offended customers. Naturally, some people would cause trouble. The man in the black T-shirt was one of them. If the boss didn't have the ability, how could he dare to set the rules?
After the young man taught the troublemakers a lesson, they all became well-behaved. They obediently lined up to eat noodles, or they didn't dare to come again.
However, when it was Lan Mu's turn, why did they suddenly stop? Why did they make an exception? Did they still want the rules?
"Han Yi? That's it? " Of course, the man in the black T-shirt couldn't see the fight between the two. He thought that Lan Mu's strength and speed couldn't be compared to Han Yi's.
In fact, he was right. Lan Mu knew that if he didn't transform, he wouldn't be Han Yi's opponent. However, he had killed more people than Han Yi, so he was scared.
Han Yi was unhappy that the rules were broken today. Now that the man in the black T-shirt dared to mention it again, he became impatient.
"Do you want to eat or not? If not, get lost! "
Han Yi glared at him coldly. The man in the black T-shirt remembered that Han Yi had beaten him before. He quickly sat on the table and ate his noodles. However, his eyes were fiercely looking at Lan Mu.
"Damn, kid, you're lucky! If you have guts, don't come out of this door! "
"I'll teach you a lesson when we get out of the shop!"
The man in the black T-shirt didn't dare to fight in the shop. He could only threaten Han Yi to save his face.
If they fought in the shop, he was afraid that Han Yi would beat him. However, he didn't know that Han Yi didn't dare to fight because he was afraid that Lan Mu would kill him!
Lan Mu didn't bother to pay attention to him. He took out his phone and scrolled through the studio's official Weibo. It had been a month, but the studio was still unknown. There were only a dozen more people who paid attention to it.
Han Yi sat at the kitchen door and kept watch. His eyes were fixed on Lan Mu.
He couldn't figure out the background of this person. His attacks were soft and weak, but his momentum was aggressive. That degree of fierceness wasn't enough to just kill a few people. There were at least twenty people!
Damn, this is a murder case, a big case, an important case!
Why is this person sitting in the shop playing with his phone? What does he want to do?
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