Warwick the Godfather of Terra

Xingxiong spread his hands.

"No, you can't eat this."

The werewolf refused the guns and cannons that Shi Huaiya specifically asked to eat, while trying to persuade her.

"Really, officer, please eat something else. This is what Mayor Wei Yanwu wanted to eat."

When Shi Huaiya heard that it was Lao Wei who wanted to eat it, he became even more excited and clapped a handful of Longmen coins.

Lao Wei sprinkled chili powder on it and served it on the table.

It's just like when a dog author writes a book, he has always used this style but people still accuse him of making up stories out of nothing.

What can he do? Just keep writing.

All the money was collected.

A plate of guns and cannons was brought to the table. Looking at this pile of things, Xingxiong was naturally very familiar with them.

But Lao Chen and Shi Huaiya really didn’t know each other.

After all, what kind of girl would go out to eat baskets and beef for no reason?

"what is this?"

Picking up a string of whip flowers that looked like flowers, Shi Huaiya gently bit off a piece while Xing Xiong looked at her hesitantly.

The cleaned bull whip is stewed with Lao Li’s secret marinade until it is soft and tasty, then it is brought out in an instant by the werewolf’s flames. Coupled with cumin and chili that can increase the activity of the tongue, it instantly captures the little tiger’s heart.

The combination of the three, which is more tender than lobster, softer than abalone, and chewier than sea cucumber, is a taste that the little tiger has never experienced after eating so many high-end ingredients.

"It's delicious. No wonder the police officers come here to eat."

After eating a string of whip flowers in a few bites, Shi Huaiya took another string and ate it with relish.

Xingxiong was stunned.

But she didn't dare tell the little tiger what to eat.

All he could do was watch the little tiger happily eating the beef.

Sir Chen, who was standing by, looked at Shi Huaiya and snorted coldly.

She would never eat the same thing as this barbecued pork cat.

So she reached for the basket beside her.

Sir Chen knew that barbecue restaurants would have these things, but she had never seen them.

When roasting in a basket, half a dozen cuts are made into kidney slices. Not only does it look very similar to ordinary kidney slices, but it is also about the same size as a whole kidney.

With a gentle bite, the dense feeling like foie gras bursts on the tip of the tongue. The light umami flavor and the special texture without any fiber make Sir Chen feel particularly comfortable.

"Don't mention it, it's really delicious."

With a raised eyebrow, Sir Chen began to attack the basket.

Xingxiong, who was sitting between the two people, looked at the two people whose faces were glowing and who were getting happier and happier as they ate, and he really didn't know what to say.

Tell them, it's not appropriate with so many people here.

Don’t tell them, Xingxiong took a look, and saw that only a few skewers of kidneys were left on the plate of bullets and cannons.

Okay, no need to tell them this time.

Picking up a few bunches of kidneys, Xingxiong stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them.

She didn't have any psychological burden. When she was the boss of the underworld, she had seen all kinds of barbecues with her younger brothers.

Some people like to squeeze out the raw mushrooms and mix them with eggs to drink.

"Xingxiong, what are you eating?"

While eating the last string of whip flowers, Shi Huaiya looked at Xingxiong chewing kidneys and drinking beer happily, and asked.

"kidney."

Xingxiong said, pointing to his back.

"Huh...."

The little tiger looked disgusted.

"That's so dirty."

Xingxiong nodded with a smile and said, yes, yes, you are right.

If I tell you that the stuff you eat is dirtier than this, won’t you die?

"No, I want to eat more."

After licking his fingers, Shi Huaiya stood up with a reluctant look on his face and trotted to the refrigerator.

Werewolf has always been a semi-self-service restaurant. If you are a familiar customer, you can search the freezer and get some food and he will grill it for you.

New customers can also place orders and Lao Fan will pick up the skewers and grill them himself.

After rummaging around, Shi Huaiya found all the guns, bullets and cannons that were left for Lao Wei in the freezer.

Then, after much persuasion, Lao Fan roasted him.

Carrying a large plate of freshly baked guns and cannons, Shi Huaiya returned to the table, took out another string of firecrackers, and ate while sighing.

"I didn't know until I tried it. I didn't expect that Chief Wei had such good taste. Where is the taste of this delicious food?"

As he spoke, Shi Huaiya took it in front of him and examined it carefully, but he just couldn't recognize it.

"Come on, come on, do one by one."

Xingxiong quickly changed the topic, raised his glass and drank with Yilong and Yihu.

The three of them took a sip and continued eating the barbecue on their plates.

It happened so quickly that all the guns, bullets and cannons were destroyed.

Shi Huaiya, still not satisfied, patted her bulging belly with a look of regret on her face.

"Oh, I should have known not to eat those weird things at noon. I ate so much tonight, I'm sure I'll gain weight."

Sir Chen, who had a pile of basket skins in front of him, was holding a glass of beer calmly and said sarcastically.

"It's not good to have some weight on your body. If the barbecued pork is too thin, it will get stuck in your teeth."

After eating, Shi Huaiya looked at Sir Chen and snorted coldly.

Sir Chen didn't have time to pay attention to her. She looked at Warwick who was busy, and then reached out to touch Chi Xiao who seemed to be normal behind him. She was a little surprised.

Why now, Chi Xiao has no reaction at all.

During the day, Chi Xiao couldn't even draw his sword.

How is this going?

However, seeing that it was already night, she couldn't stay here any longer, after all, she had to go to work tomorrow.

Now Longmen is forced by this group of infected people to constantly organize police forces to increase patrols every day. As a superintendent of the serious crime team, she cannot escape.

The three of them stood up, and after Little Tiger paid the bill, she was about to ask Old Fan what they had just eaten when she was dragged away.

Looking at the three little girls walking away, Old Fan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Girls nowadays have really strong tastes. They are willing to eat such strong-smelling things.

Originally he thought that only people like Wei Lao Er would eat it.

Soon, it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

After seeing off the last table of guests, Warwick called over Keobe, who was sleeping at the table.

"Okay, let's go home."

After rubbing the dog, closing the door, filtering the oil, and filling the car, the werewolf returned to his own yard with Keobe in the child seat.

As soon as he entered the yard, the werewolf was stunned.

Is this still my doghouse?

The piles of junk were put into a small pile on one side. The whole yard looked clean and tidy, with a brand new feeling inside and outside the door. The fallen leaves on the ground had been swept away.

"boss."

Misha, wearing new clothes, came out of the door in a prettier look.

"Oh, well, your room is next door, go ahead."

The werewolf took out the key and handed it to Misha. He pushed Misha, whose face was red but confused, into the next room, closed the door, picked up the dog and went to sleep.

Misha looked at the key, smiled slightly, turned around, closed the door and went into the house.

The next night passed peacefully, and Lao Fan closed the shop very early today.

The hot pot was set up in the store early, and four old lights surrounded the hot pot.

"Alright, I won't say any more. Come on, pour it first."

Carrying a draft beer barrel, the werewolf poured a full glass of green beer in front of four old men including Lao Bi, who had special draft beer cups in front of them.

"Another month has passed in the blink of an eye."

Holding his enamel mug, the werewolf raised his glass.

"One goes first, one goes later."

Five enamelware pots clinked together.

"Gulu gulu."

The sound of pouring wine came one after another.

"Alas, it still has to be with you, my brother."

Putting down the cup, the Rat King wiped his mouth and sighed, his tone filled with endless sadness.

Now the little mouse's status in the family is increasing day by day, and the management of him is becoming more and more strict, and he is not even allowed to drink alcohol.

But the Rat King knew that his daughter was doing this for his own good, and there was nothing he could do.

After all, when it comes to such trivial matters, the wife has the final say at home.

So every month when they get together and have a feast, that day is the day when he can drink to his heart's content.

Who would have known that Lin Gerui, a giant in the underworld, couldn't even have a few drinks at home.

"What's wrong, bro?"

Looking at the Rat King's frown, even if the werewolf was slow-witted, he knew that something must be going on.

"It's okay. Alas, it's all Huijie's fault."

At this time, Wei Yanwu, who put a piece of kidney into his mouth, sighed.

Here is the only place where he can take off his identity as mayor and be an ordinary person, Wei Lao Er. After all, in front of the werewolf, any identity is meaningless.

Even living giants put aside their status to communicate with you, so what can't you let go of?

He is not the royal family in the Forbidden City of Beijing. Over the years, Old Wei has long been accustomed to putting down the mayor's airs and status here and drinking well.

While chewing the kidney in his mouth, Lao Wei sighed.

His eyes seemed to contain countless sorrow and desolation.

In the past few years, as a middle-aged man, Wei Yanwu had to find a place to hide some money after he had some money in his pocket.

After all, the thousand yuan Wen Yue gave her a month was not enough for her to spend.

As for where to hide the money, after being stabbed in the back by his good brother last time, Wei Yanwu clearly knew that he could not hide the money too close to Wen Yue.

But you can't hide it too far away. After all, if you hide it too far away, it will be difficult to find the flower.

Ignoring it, after much thought, Wei Yanwu set his evil eyes on his eldest niece who was as strict as a law-abiding mountain.

Sir Chen is someone Wen Yue has to contact every once in a while.

He is also someone I can see whenever I want every day.

So, Lao Long came up with a brilliant plan, which was to hide the money in Sir Chen's office.

Moreover, this location is a place Wen Yue basically never goes to.