Pirates' Max Level System

Chapter 629: Bloody Restaurant

Just because the bodyguard was tactless and courting death doesn't mean the waiter would be the same.

Didn’t you see that they didn’t even blink when they heard about the Black Shark Gang?

A gang that makes a living by collecting protection fees near the port, these people may have never heard of it.

The waiter obediently pointed in the direction of the kitchen. The fat man who had just entered the store ran in with a bang, and there was no sound after that.

Because they were sitting relatively close to the side, Qin Luo and the other three sat there leisurely without being noticed. As the waiter pointed out, the attention of everyone in the restaurant shifted from the man in black to the kitchen.

Huhuhaha, the melon-eating mode has been turned on. Qin Luo did not expect to see such a big show as soon as he arrived in Calgary.

The leading man in black waved his hand to the people beside him and said, "The boss said, try to catch them alive."

As soon as he finished speaking, six people rushed into the kitchen with murderous intent.

Then there was a miserable pig howl, well, it was exactly the same as a pig howl. The 300-pound fat man was dragged out of the kitchen by several men in black.

There was a wound on the fat man's forehead, probably caused by being hit by a gun butt or something.

The wavy hair was grabbed by someone's hand and pulled, causing the fat man to let out a low whimpering sound.

Perhaps he thought he could still rescue him, when the fat man was dragged to the position closest to Qin Luo.

Not knowing where he got the strength from, the fat man suddenly broke free from the dragging of several men in black, and then he did something jaw-dropping.

The man was silent after hearing this, and the woman shed tears after seeing this.

Qin Luo sighed helplessly, while Olivia and the other two quickly covered their mouths. The former was forced to do so, while the latter wanted to hold back their laughter.

Sorry, they couldn't help themselves in the end and even did a B-box.

After escaping from the trapped state, the 300-pound fat man made a standard forward jump, landed, slid for a distance, and arrived at Qin Luo's feet.

In a flash, the fat man grabbed Qin Luo's right foot with one hand before Qin Luo could react. If you think that's the end of it, then you underestimated this fat man.

The fat man put his face close to Qin Luo's right foot, crying and shouting, and from time to time he wiped Qin Luo's leather shoes with his greasy and bloody face: "Boss, save me, boss, I will give you all the money, as long as you save me."

The restaurant fell into an eerie silence, with only the laughter of Olivia and the others and the fat man's wailing.

Perhaps most people's brains froze because of the fat man's actions, and they didn't notice when Qin Luo and others appeared in the restaurant.

Qin Luo was completely stunned. It was impossible for him to react slower than the fat man. However, because he had no murderous intent or malice, Qin Luo did not expect the fat man to do such a thing.

Now he is so embarrassed, especially in front of the three women. Qin Luo estimates that he will be laughed at for more than a month because of this.

Qin Luo really hated the fat man under his feet, especially when he rubbed his greasy and bloody face on his leather shoes, a chill and nausea rushed into his heart.

Well, let’s have a roasted whole pig tonight, the kind that’s cooked like a spirit.

Qin Luo wanted to shake off the fat man who was stuck to his right foot like a piece of taffy in disgust. Especially that flattering face, the moment Qin Luo freed his foot, he couldn't help but let the sole of his shoe come into close contact with the fat man's face.

A clear shoe print, that's good, it makes me feel very relieved.

In this situation, the fat man still held Qin Luo tightly and kept calling him "adult", making Qin Luo think that his identity was exposed.

This fat man is quite capable. In a critical moment, he was able to find Qin Luo, the only hope who could save him, among so many people and hold on to him tightly.

What's more, Qin Luo deliberately reduced the presence of the four people on his side and used illusion to slightly interfere with the surroundings.

Vision, determination, and thick skin are all essential. With these three qualities, a fat person may not succeed, but without them, a fat person has already evolved into a dead fat person.

"This person looks unfamiliar, but since you know this fat guy, let's take him away together." The leader of the men in black reacted and slowly pointed the gun in his hand at Qin Luo while speaking.

The subsequent chain reaction was that the other men in black also pointed various guns at the fat man and the other four people including Qin Luo.

"I'm not, I didn't." Qin Luo explained while stepping on the fat man's mouth who was wailing, but unfortunately the other party didn't seem willing to listen.

Qin Luo's refusal to cooperate made some of the men in black eager to make a move. They approached one by one and planned to take them away by force, just like they did to the fat man just now...

One of the sinister men in black suddenly raised his rifle and fired a shot at Qin Luo. The target of this shot was Qin Luo's crotch. Although his life would not be in danger after being hit, it was a fatal spot for men.

There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you come in. Qin Luo had been thinking about how to spend a peaceful vacation, but someone bought the VIP pass to the hell express.

So since you have to take action, let's do it quickly and efficiently.

The sudden gunfire startled several other men in black, causing them to fire their weapons, including a shotgun and a machine gun.

The sheer number of bullets in this round was enough to turn Qin Luo and his companions into sieves.

Qin Luo grabbed a fork at hand, and saw countless shadows flashing. Shadows that looked like Qin Luo appeared and dissipated in the air, accompanied by sparks and collision sounds.

The ding-dang-dang sound only lasted for a moment or two from the time it appeared to the time it disappeared, but when the men in black looked at Qin Luo, they were all a little bit surprised.

"What happened? Why wasn't he beaten to death? Was I dazzled just now?" There were many people who had this idea, and the fork in Qin Luo's hand explained it to them.

The spoons in this store are no different from ordinary ones, with a total of five thin iron bars on the fork end.

I saw that the five thin iron bars were filled with various bullet pellets. These were steel balls, not real peanuts.

At this time, everyone realized that they had kicked the steel plate, but Qin Luo would not give them a chance. The pattern of the Sharingan rotated rapidly, and everyone in the restaurant fell into Qin Luo's illusion.

"Line up." With a loud shout from the leader of the men in black, the men in black split into two teams and stood opposite each other.

"For the boss."

With confused eyes and uniform slogans, all the men in black pointed their guns at their companions opposite them.

"Fire..."

Amidst the shouts, dozens of gunshots erupted simultaneously.

Everything returned to calm. Qin Luo took the three women and quietly left, leaving behind the unsuspecting restaurant guests and the corpses on the ground.

Chapter 630 Fatty Si

Qin Luo's departure did not free the living people in the restaurant from the illusion.

If there were no interference from the outside world, these ordinary people would have to spend more than ten minutes in the illusion and almost forget everything that had just happened before they could wake up.

The fat guy's luck is definitely off the charts today. He should consider going to the casino for a fight.

When the fat man was under the control of the illusion, Qin Luo stepped on his head and the blood on the ground irritated his nasal cavity. Three minutes after Qin Luo left, the fat man was the first to wake up.

The fat man shuddered, looking at the blood on the ground and the strange way the corpse died. He took off his blood-stained coat and ran into the alley from the back kitchen.

If he had not been the first to wake up, or if another team had come before he woke up, the fat man could not imagine what his fate would have been.

Being caught and skinned and having your tendons pulled out in front of the boss of the opposite side is probably the lightest punishment, as that is what others were planning to do anyway.

Especially since the other team was inexplicably killed in the process of chasing him, I am afraid that all the torture methods will be used on him again and again.

Thinking of this, the fat man who was running away shuddered and almost slipped and fell.

There are also two mysterious pairs of men and women who look very unfamiliar and don't seem to be locals.

At first, the fat man just thought that anyone who could continue to eat peacefully under such circumstances was either a strong man who was fearless or a madman who didn't know the danger of life or death.

In a desperate situation, the fat man was like a drowning man trying to grab the only lifeline, clinging to Qin Luo's feet and refusing to let go. As for whether it would anger Qin Luo, it was not something the fat man could consider at that time. Either way, he would die, and perhaps Qin Luo would give him a quicker and simpler death.

The development of the situation did not exceed the fat man's worst budget, so even if Qin Luo rubbed his face with the sole of his shoe and stepped on his head on the ground, the fat man refused to let go.

But what happened next?

How did that guy string the bullets with a knife and fork? The fat man felt like he had used the cutlery for decades on a dog.

And what happened next? Why did the group chasing him die in such a strange way? Why did everyone in the restaurant fall asleep? Where did the two groups of men and women go?

No, he must first consider escaping. The person chasing him will not give up so easily. He must hide and avoid the limelight first.

After stumbling all the way, filled with all kinds of worries, the fat man finally ran back to the hotel where he was staying. He came back to pack his things and was about to start his wandering journey again.

"Excuse me."

"excuse me."

As the fat man spoke, he quickly pushed aside the people in front of him. With his 300-pound body, he squeezed from the first-floor stairs to the fifth floor in no time.

But his success only ended there. A "thin" figure couldn't be moved no matter how hard he pushed. Patting the shoulder of the person in front of him, the fat man said unhappily, "Can you please move aside?"

How good would you like the fat man's tone to be on the way out?

"What?" Qin Luo turned around and looked at the person behind him.

Surprised, not surprised, not surprised.

The moment Qin Luo turned around, the fat man was struck by lightning, and his mouth was so long that it could swallow an ostrich egg.

The fat man groaned softly, looking as if he had choked. His fat and hair continued to move upwards, defying gravity. No more talking. Someone come and help hold down Newton's coffin.

"Hi!" After holding it in for a long time, the fat man softly uttered his words.

A single word of greeting could actually carry such rich emotions: three parts of fear, three parts of coldness, three parts of luck, and one part of pride. The fat man gave it to his heart. In this situation, it didn't even jump out of his chest. It was really hard for it.

Qin Luo just looked at the fat man quietly, glanced at his watch, and was suddenly very surprised to meet this fat man here.

The illusion was set to last fifteen minutes. Just half an hour had passed since Qin Luo left the restaurant. Considering the distance from the restaurant to the hotel, it would take more than fifteen minutes even if he ran the whole way.

The fat man doesn't look like someone who can move very fast, so this familiar fat man must have woken up from the illusion early through some means.

Seeing Qin Luo's eyes fixed on the shoe prints on his face, the fat man made an amazing decision. He lay down on the stairs. Did he think Qin Luo still wanted to step on him?

With a body weight of 300 kilograms, how could a staircase support the fat man? Then the fat man rolled down uncontrollably, faster and faster, like an enlarged human bowling ball, causing the people on the stairs below to suffer unintentional disaster.

Like you, Chouji Akimichi from One Piece.

"Come here, I have something to ask you." Qin Luo pointed at a waiter next to him and said.

"What can I do for you, sir?"

"Do you know who that meatball was just now?" Qin Luo pointed in the direction of downstairs and made a rolling gesture.

"You're talking about Fatty Si."

"Fatty?" Qin Luo was surprised by the waiter's way of calling him. There was actually someone calling him Fatty. It seemed that this fat man didn't have a good reputation in the hotel.

Qin Luo had misunderstood. For some reason, this 273-pound fat man introduced himself as "Si Pang" to others, so others simply called him "Si Fatty". As for the bad reviews, it was true.

Qin Luo asked the waiter for some more information about Fatty Si. As for why the waiter was so cooperative, you should ask Bailey. One Bailey in exchange for one piece of information, fair and square, isn't it?

"Where is Fatty Si's room?" Qin Luo finally asked, pulling out a banknote in his hand.

"I can't tell you that. We need the guest's information..."

The waiter stopped talking halfway through his refusal because Qin Luo took out two more large-denomination bills and put them in his hand.

"Follow me." The waiter made a gesture of invitation.

Qin Luo said that this was very comfortable.

After a farce, the fat man did not see Qin Luo when he came up again. He took a deep breath and quickly went into his room on the sixth floor.

When he opened the door, he saw the thin wire that had just been broken and the dust-free floor, which meant that the room had not been broken into. The fat man carefully walked around the dusty carpet in front of the door and came to his room.

Without a second thought, the fat man threw himself on his bed. He was so exhausted today. He had just said hello to the god of death. It was so scary. But it was all over.

Well, it's over, the fat man thought with certainty.

"Oh, you're back."

Chapter 631: Passed the Interview

Along with the sound, a gust of wind blew, and the floor-length curtains in the room were blown up.

On the balcony, Qin Luo slowly sipped a glass of red wine while gazing at the scenery of Calgary.

The scenery of Calgary is different from other places. Even though Qin Luo has traveled to the West Sea and the South Sea, the scenery of Calgary is still unique.

One-third of Calgary Island is located in the factory area, generally located on the low-lying southwest side of the island.

The northeastern side of the island is relatively high above sea level and is where the common people of Calgary live. Most of the shops, bars, and residences are located here. Ordinary workers and thugs cannot afford to live here, so they can only make a living in the slums of the industrial area.

The last third of Calgary belongs to the nobility and the wealthy.

In the inner city, in order to divide Calgary's industrial area, wealthy area and slums, a city wall surrounded the wealthy area in the center.

Of course, the city wall is not complete. For the convenience of transportation and for certain reasons, the city wall is broken in some areas, and some parts of the city wall have even been converted into shops.

The heart of the wealthy district is also the very center of the island, and also the highest point on the island. There stands a palace, the palace of the ruler of Calgary. However, Calgary's situation is somewhat unique. Even in the royal capital, the royal family does not have the final say.

Over a hundred years ago, the royal family of Calgary moved out of this palace, which was then converted into a museum. Compared to other seas, the North Sea boasts a wealth of unique nations. There's the landless maritime nation of Germa, and the Calgary royal family, who voluntarily retreated from the royal city.