Delta Operation: Big Red Objects Mutate

It's impossible that he just conjured these gold coins out of thin air.

He dared to say that if that were the case, he would eat it on the spot.

"Take me to the private room."

Liu Yan looked at the manager standing in front of him with some displeasure.

Ever since this person came in front of me, he's been looking thoughtful.

Liu Yan's words snapped the manager out of his reverie.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, it's my fault for not taking good care of you. I'll take you to the private room right away."

The manager quickly apologized and then gestured for them to proceed.

"Right now, room number 8888 is still available for today. What do you think…?"

"Need not."

Liu Yan raised his hand to refuse, then raised his hand and pointed to a private room not far away.

It was a box with the number 678 written on it.

"I want to go to that."

After Liu Yan finished speaking, the manager immediately looked embarrassed, but due to Liu Yan's status, he dared not say anything more and could only helplessly advise:

"Um... this private room has just been booked by a customer..."

“I know.” Liu Yan nodded slowly. “What I mean is, tell him to get lost, and I’ll take that private room.”

Just now, Liu Yan clearly saw through the hotel wall that the middle-aged man who had humiliated Roy entered the private room.

"this…"

The manager was at a loss for what to do.

On one side is a familiar acquaintance who can bring her benefits; on the other side is possibly the boss's illegitimate child…

Neither of them is easy to offend.

How the hell did these two have to bump into each other?

Just as Liu Yan was scattering gold coins, other staff members rushed over to the manager and quickly explained what had happened.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come forward personally.

What just happened is something that someone like me can tolerate and let bygones be bygones.

But who is this person in front of me?

The illegitimate son of the owner of Santorino!

Could such a spoiled brat tolerate this kind of treatment?

Not to mention it's right in front of my own house.

"Excuse me, sir/madam...would it be convenient to ask your name...?"

Before the manager could speak, Liu Yan didn't hesitate for a second and decisively replied:

"Chen Yu".

"hiss--!"

The moment the word "Chen" left his mouth, the manager gasped, his pupils contracting sharply!

Just as I thought!

The owner of Santorino is surnamed Chen!

Now it is absolutely certain that the person in front of us is Santorinoa's illegitimate son!

However, this kind of secret should not be known to someone of my level.

Therefore... I cannot pretend to know.

"Young Master Chen... Mr. Chen."

"My name is Zhang Qing. You can call me Xiao Zhang or Xiao Qing. I'll take you to room 678 now."

Zhang Qing spoke very solicitously, immediately stood next to Liu Yan, and led the way, one step behind Liu Yan.

This sudden attitude left Liu Yan and Luo Yi somewhat taken aback.

To be honest, the code name Chen Yu is a bit unpleasant.

But it seems... to work quite well.

The three of them arrived at the door of VIP room 678, and Zhang Qing raised his hand to open the door.

The middle-aged man who had previously humiliated Roy was now sitting on a luxurious sofa with his arms outstretched.

On either side sat two pretty women.

Upon sensing the door being opened, the middle-aged man's expression visibly turned displeased.

"damn it."

"Didn't you see the sign at the door saying 'No Trespassing'?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man noticed the manager standing at the door, as well as the beggar in green pants from before.

The middle-aged man's lips curled into a disdainful smile, and he was about to speak when Zhang Qing's expression immediately changed, and he quickly spoke first:

"This private room was reserved by Mr. Chen... Mr. Chen."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned slightly.

"Zhang Qing, what do you mean? Has anyone else been able to order 678 besides me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qing's forehead was instantly covered in sweat.

"What are you talking about! Mr. Chen made the reservation before you, but I just forgot."

While they were talking, Zhang Qing kept winking and making faces at the middle-aged man.

Box 678 was indeed always reserved for this middle-aged man.

Even if the middle-aged man doesn't show up, Zhang Qing will say that someone else has made a reservation.

But now that the middle-aged man had said those words, Zhang Qing wanted nothing more than to chop him into pieces!

The illegitimate son of the Santorinoa owner is right here!

Can we even bring up this kind of abuse of power for personal gain?

Looking at Zhang Qing's winking and gesturing, the middle-aged man also sensed that something was amiss.

Just then, the woman to the right of the middle-aged man spoke up in surprise:

"Brother Wang, didn't you say that 678 was your private room and no one else was allowed to come in?"

As soon as the beautiful woman finished speaking, the middle-aged man's clever basket immediately took the high ground of intelligence.

In this situation, can we afford to lose face?

Absolutely not!

He immediately slammed his hand on the table, pointed at Zhang Qing, and glared at him, saying:

"Zhang Qing, you bastard, stop betraying me! We're supposed to be from the same hometown!"

"How much did he pay you? I'll give you double!"

"Get them out of here right now, and stop getting in my way!"

Then, the middle-aged man turned to look at Liu Yan and Luo Yi with a cold smile, his tone extremely unfriendly:

"I misjudged him."

"He was dressed like a stinky beggar, but he had a little money."

“But I tell you, for you, coming here for a meal is either an occasional celebration or a bloodbath.”

"But for me, this is just a normal day."

"You'd be better off saving this money. This place isn't for people like you who are on the fringes of society."

After he finished speaking, a beautiful woman next to the middle-aged man looked at him with admiration.

He then picked up a cigar from the table and offered it to the middle-aged man's lips.

The middle-aged man, with a satisfied look on his face, puffed on a cigar, looking just like a real estate tycoon.

"Wu Jinquan, you son of a bitch, are you trying to see through a pig's genitals while wearing a straw hat?!"

"This is someone you can't afford to offend!!"

Zhang Qing was so anxious that he almost rushed over and beat Wu Jinquan up.

It's one thing for him to act crazy, but he also drags himself down with him!

Just as the beautiful woman was about to use a blowtorch to light a cigar, a sudden gunshot rang out.

beep----!

In an instant, the cigar that had been dangling from the middle-aged man's lips was smashed to pieces.

Inside VIP room 678, time seemed to stand still.

No one saw when Liu Yan suddenly produced a Giant Wave assault rifle.

It seemed to appear out of thin air in Liu Yan's hands.

The middle-aged man wasn't killed by that shot; it wasn't that Liu Yan missed.

Now, however, he is able to control the two strange personalities in his mind.

Otherwise, the middle-aged man would not have been able to leave here alive today.

As everyone held their breath, Liu Yan's voice slowly rang out:

"Turn left after leaving the house, then turn right, and there's a food stall there."

"I want to see a photo of you eating at a street food stall before I finish my meal."

"Send it to him and have him show it to me."

As he spoke, Liu Yan raised the giant wave and pointed the gun barrel at Zhang Qing.

This almost made Zhang Qing wet himself.

Even under such pressure, Zhang Qing still managed to subtly send a message to the security captain on his phone.

Tell him to ignore the gunshot that just rang out.

"If I don't see the photo after I finish eating, you'll die."

After Liu Yan finished speaking, he didn't look at Wu Jinquan again.

He ignored them and sat down in one of the seats in room 678, while waving to Roy to signal him to sit down.

"Let's order. What would you like to eat? It's on me."

Liu Yan's attitude toward Roy was a complete 180-degree change from before.

Wu Jinquan, who was being threatened by Liu Yan, still had a livid face.

This is the ultimate humiliation!!

Why would someone like him eat at a roadside food stall?

What's the difference between that and eating garbage?

Because Liu Yan held the truth in his hands, Wu Jinquan did not continue to provoke Liu Yan.

You know, the fact that the shot hit the cigar in his mouth just now means it hit his head.

"Okay, please enjoy your meal. I'll go eat at a street food stall now."

Wu Jinquan forced a smile, but the words were almost squeezed out through clenched teeth.

Then they prepared to leave the private room.

Just as Wu Jinquan was about to leave, Liu Yan's voice drifted over:

"Wait, take these two women with you."