Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Damn... this is ridiculous.

Pipi Xiren sighed and asked Yan Huan and the other two at the table in front of him directly:

"Hey buddy in front, do you have any roast duck left? Can I have a bite?"

"?" Yan Huan looked at him with surprise upon hearing such a request.

On this luxurious airship, there are actually people eating other people's leftovers?

"That's all." Su Chang leaned on the table, her small hand supporting her chin, and gently shook her head.

"But this thing was also bought by Yan at Pinocchio, right? Why don't you ask him to give you the address so you can go take a look?"

"Or... we can order takeout."

"Never mind then," the Pipixi sighed.

"If there's nothing left, then so be it. I'm about to leave this city. I'll leave after watching the Harmonious Music Ceremony."

"Oh?" Yan Huan couldn't help but ask:

Are you also running out of money?

Although the government collapsed on Sunday and order has once again fallen into hibernation, Pinocchio's consumer level has not decreased.

Yan Huan seemed to have thought of something and asked again:

"Wait, you didn't experience that... [the Cancer of All Realms]?"

"No." The Pipixi shook his head.

"I just arrived today. I thought the [Harmonious Music Ceremony] was over, but now that I heard it has been postponed, I thought I'd come and take a look."

"The room rates here are too expensive."

Yan Huan nodded slightly. This person, like Su Chang and Gui Naifen, was a tourist who had just arrived after the Sunday market crash, so all expenses were at the original standard.

Although they were complete strangers, Yan Huan could still help with Yan Huan's simple wish of getting a roast duck.

"Comrade, it seems we are destined to meet."

Yan Huan kicked her legs, turned herself around on the small stool to face the Westerner, and laughed:

"We're still hungry, so I'll go buy two more portions. Don't worry, I'm super fast."

The next second, Yan Huan disappeared.

……

On a street in the city center.

Yan Huan suddenly appeared here, and accompanied by the sound of car horns, he silently entered a brightly lit club.

Next to the clubhouse, a neon-lit sign prominently displays the words: "[Want to be your gigolo!]"

The space inside was quite large. The club's doorman, seeing Yan Huan enter, quickly greeted him, "Sir, please change your shoes first. Please sit here and change..."

"No need, I'll just take two bags of roast duck and leave."

"?" Upon hearing that familiar voice, the young man in the white shirt froze, looking up in alarm.

"It's you again...?"

He stopped getting Yan Huan slippers, his expression serious.

"I already told you, we don't sell roast duck here."

"Isn't there a sign at the entrance saying 'Ducks'?" Yan Huan crossed her arms and frowned.

"You all gave them to me last time, how could there not be any here?"

"Hurry up, stop dawdling, bring me two roast ducks."

"No means no."

The guy in the white shirt frowned and said:

"Sir, this is not the kind of duck shop you're thinking of. If you want to buy roast duck, please go elsewhere."

Hearing the argument in the lobby, more young men in white shirts came out under the dim lights, eager to fight Yan Huan.

They were muscular, with messy hair, and some of their clothes had lipstick stains on them.

They all looked at Yan with unfriendly expressions.

"..."

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Yan Huan tried her best to win back the favor.

He silently pulled out his pistol.

But the guys in white shirts opposite them also pulled out handguns, and some of them even pulled out assault rifles.

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other, staring at the dark, gaping holes. Yan Huan smiled and put her pistol away.

Seeing this, the guys in white shirts breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, business still needs to be done. If a conflict really breaks out here, it will inevitably alarm the Hound family, and then it won't look good for anyone.

Just as they were about to give their victory speeches, they saw Yan Huan pull out a rocket launcher and silently aim it at them.

"???"

Feeling the pressure of the heavy weapons, the men in white shirts instantly gave up any thought of resistance, dropping their guns to the ground with a crisp sound.

Quickly raise both hands above your head.

"Brother, don't... don't act impulsively, we were wrong!"

They all knelt down, prostrated themselves on the ground, instinctively sticking their buttocks out, their expressions extremely humble.

"?" What kind of posture are you guys in? Are you going to start a 500-meter race?

Yan Huan, carrying the rocket launcher, glanced at the time, frowned, and urged:

"Hurry up, two roast ducks, quick, I want to take them to go!"

"Okay, okay... sir, please wait a moment, we'll get right away."

The young men in white shirts breathed a sigh of relief and immediately scattered and fled.

Some ran to the back to prepare the roast duck, while others hid in the dark corridor and whispered among themselves.

Yan Huan didn't seem to care much and glanced at the time again.

It took about three minutes.

"emmmmm..."

"I won't come to this store again."

But their roast duck is indeed quite delicious.

Just as Yan Huan was waiting, a middle-aged woman carrying a handbag and wearing heavy makeup walked out of the dimly lit corridor, followed by a group of young men in white shirts who kept flattering her.

The first thing she saw when she stepped out of the corridor was Yan Huan's face.

With golden eyes, a tall and straight figure, and long, dark hair, he possessed a unique kind of beauty.

"Wait, I want to extend my time!"

"Let's order this one!"

Chapter 813 What's wrong? You still want to take advantage of me?

"???"

Seeing the older woman staring at Yan, the young man in the white shirt following behind awkwardly said:

"Excuse me, Sister Chen, he doesn't work for our store..."

"No?" The woman's plump face instantly contorted into a ferocious expression as she reprimanded:

"Then why don't you try harder to bring him in?"

"If you offer him a higher salary, you'll have no trouble getting him to come."

"Uh..." The foreman following behind was in a difficult position.

This is the guy who just came to the club like a lunatic to buy roast duck, and even brought in a rocket launcher with him.

Now... if you want to recruit him as a service worker, why don't you just go to heaven yourself?

The plump aunt in front of us is a big spender at the club, so we can't leave her hanging.

After some internal struggle, the foreman finally mustered the courage to approach Yan Huan under the watchful eyes of the older woman.

"gentlemen."

"Um... are you currently employed?"

Yan Huan: "?"

Staring at the somewhat handsome foreman in front of her, Yan Huan asked:

"What's wrong? You want to switch jobs?"

"No, no, no, of course not," the supervisor said with a fawning smile.

"That means you have a job."

"I don't know what your current salary and benefits are like."

"To be honest, the beautiful lady behind me..." The head waiter turned around and glanced at the moving lump of meat:

"She seems to value you highly. If you can work for us, the tips will be plentiful."

"She's here for roast duck too?" Yan Huan looked up.

"Hmm, looks like he ate too much roast duck."