The first food stall in the wasteland

After hanging up the phone, Shen Lu returned to the kitchen as if nothing had happened and continued preparing food.

Unlike Lao Zhuang, Mr. Sun only has one Jiasiyuan restaurant. He not only owns a chain of fast food restaurants, but also has two factories. If you want to make him suffer, you can't just grab customers.

In terms of business, Shen Lu really couldn't do anything to him, but he could start from other aspects.

After entertaining the guests of Youlong Hall who came to have dinner despite the strong wind at noon, Shen Lu asked Xue Can for the contact information of the film organization.

"What do you want this for?" Xue Can asked puzzledly, "The film organization is very strict and will not disclose customer information at will."

He thought Shen Lu still wanted to investigate who killed her.

"I'm doing business with them." Shen Lu blinked, "Let them do some dirty work."

"I can too."

"The deterrent effect is not enough, and I don't want the other party to know that it was me."

Xue Can pursed her lips and gave Shen Lu the contact information of the shadow organization.

It was a combination of numbers and characters that had no logic. After inputting it into the optical brain, it immediately jumped into a black chat interface. The other party was a black hooded avatar who sent two words.

Shadow: demand.

It's so indifferent.

Shen Lu licked her lips, it fit her stereotype of the killer organization.

Shen Lu: Do you do the business of intimidating people?
Shadow: Okay.

Shen Lu sent his request.

In short, it makes Mr. Sun's family sleepless at night, eating without taste, and living in panic all day long.

Because there is no need to kill people, the difficulty of the task is relatively low, and the price is not high.

Even if this was the case, Shen Lu also hissed in distress.

He wants 80 star coins from her!

She was really bleeding just to show Mr. Sun some color.

The film organization is very efficient. After collecting the fees, people are immediately assigned to work.

On his way home from the factory, Mr. Sun heard a loud bang and his tire blew up.

There was a strong wind outside, and there was no way to get out of the car to make repairs. I had to call someone to drive a car to pick him up.

"What are you doing? Don't you check the car before using it?" Mr. Sun was in a bad mood and criticized the driver, "This month's bonus is gone. If a similar situation happens next time, get out of here."

The driver didn't dare to say anything and could only nod.

Suddenly, there was a harsh sound of metal scratching overhead, which was particularly heart-wrenching in the small car.

Mr. Sun's heart skipped a beat and he looked at the roof of the car in fear.

Click.

Suddenly there was a knife tip on the roof of the car, and it slowly cut open the car skin.

Mr. Sun's pupils tightened and he hurriedly crawled to the passenger seat, trembling his voice and begging for mercy.

"Brother, brother, we have something to discuss. Do you want money? I have it! I really have it. Let me go back and I will get it for you right away!"

The man didn't seem to hear what he said. He stubbornly cut a hole the size of a basketball in the roof of the car, and the wind and sand poured into the car.

A fool who would be fooled if he opened his mouth. Mr. Sun did not dare to speak. He stared at the hole and the pair of legs next to the hole.

The next second, the man poured in countless amounts of excrement from the hole.

Before Mr. Sun could react and escape, he was doused all over. It was the driver who opened the car door and the two of them followed the excrement water out of the car, thus avoiding the tragic situation of suffocating to death in the excrement water.

Mr. Sun was covered in filth and wanted to die. After returning home, he washed in the bathroom for three hours and used various cleaning methods. He still felt that he smelled.

After finally washing to a point where I was barely satisfied, and preparing to take a sip of wine to calm down, my wife suddenly let out a sharp crack and ran down from the second floor.

"Honey, hubby! Someone shaved off my hair!" The wife covered her bare head and cried until her nose and tears were all over her face. "I was just arranging clothes in the cloakroom, and I fell asleep for some reason. I woke up. It’s like this, my hair, my hair!”

"What's the fuss about?" Mr. Sun was actually more panicked than his wife, but he wanted to save face, pushed his wife away, and scolded, "Stop crying."

Then he ordered the housekeeper to take someone to the cloakroom to see what was going on.

The housekeeper immediately took someone up and came downstairs half an hour later, saying that everything was normal in the cloakroom and there was no suspicious person.

Mr. Sun himself also turned on the villa surveillance camera and checked, and indeed did not find any suspicious figure.

But my wife's hair couldn't have fallen out for no reason. Looking at the stubble, it was obvious that someone had shaved it off.

Someone is following him?

A chill came up from the soles of my feet.

Mr. Sun made a prompt decision and asked his wife to pack important things, and the family moved to another house overnight.

But the matter did not end there. Mr. Sun woke up the next day and found that someone had painted a turtle on his face. When his wife went to the bathroom to wash up, a cockroach that fell from the ceiling fell all over her.

This happened for a week. No matter where Mr. Sun moved and hired more people to protect him, the other party could always tease him easily.

Simply, the other party only attacked him and his wife. The children were fine, but they were still affected to some extent and they couldn't sleep well these days.

After taking a breath, Mr. Sun came back to his senses.

"It must be Shen Lu!"

Apart from Shen Lu, he couldn't think of anyone who would use such disgusting tactics against him.

This girl's movie is so abominable!
Mr. Sun was furious, called his bodyguard and driver, and rushed to Xiaolu Gourmet to trouble Shen Lu.

It was meal preparation time in the morning, and the store door had not yet opened. Big Wang looked at the crowd of dozens of them and did not dare to let anyone in. He only asked Boss Sun what he was doing.

"Call me Shen!" Mr. Sun now wished he could eat Shen Lu alive.

"The boss is away."

"She's not here?! You think I'm a fool. Open the door and I'll go in and find it myself!"

"The boss is really not here, please come back in a few days."

Mr. Sun sneered and waved his hand to the bodyguards to force the door open.

A strange thing happened. After a group of people worked hard for a long time, not even a crack was made in the glass door, let alone breaking the door.

"What do you mean? I paid a lot of money to treat you, and this is what you do?!"

"Boss, her glass is very hard and can't be broken. It's not us who are trying to break it." The bodyguards felt aggrieved, but they used all their strength, including crowbars and maces.

But if you can't beat it, you can't beat it.

Mr. Sun didn't believe in evil and tried it himself. The result was that his hand shook the hole without leaving a mark on the glass.

At this time, someone reminded in a low voice: "Boss, Shen Lu is probably not in the store. Have you forgotten? Today is the first day of the official competition of the King of Kitchen Competition. She is probably at the competition venue in Shangcheng District."

Mr. Sun suddenly realized that life was worse than death these days. He was only thinking about how to save his life and forgot about other things.

With a wave of his hand, a group of people cheered and got into the car and headed uptown.

Today, he had to take revenge and complain. If he didn't take revenge for what Shen Lu had done to him, he might as well hang himself with a rope. How could he still live? !