"..." Befa and the agent looked at each other.

The master wants to eat, and someone wants to disturb him...

"Master, I'll go down and rush the food." The agent turned around and planned to go down. Death penalty! It would be best if they took out their weapons so that she could vent her violent emotions. This had absolutely nothing to do with being dragged into the room with Lancer last night and being pressed under M4.

"No..." Lanser grabbed the agent, who immediately stopped and looked at Casper across from him, "What do you think about the factory providing Chinese food?"

"Well, it's a good idea. We can also open it to the public and provide meals to our workers at a cheaper price. It can be distributed as welfare. It's a good idea." Casper nodded, "But are you sure this chef is reliable?" At this time when the Internet is not particularly developed, to determine whether a restaurant tastes good or not, you have to look at the recommendations of specialized bloggers. There are ratings, but they are obviously not promoted on a large scale. Therefore, whether a restaurant tastes good or not depends entirely on the probability of trial and error.

"Well, you can try eating it yourself later." Lanser looked at the corners of Casper and Koko's mouth, and a smile that he could hardly suppress began to appear on their faces. Some of their instincts began to awaken. As expected, they were used to living a life of licking blood, and even if they changed their skin, the scars left by the past would never fade away.

"It's started." As M4 muttered softly, a series of heavy car door slamming sounds were heard on the road, followed by a burst of cursing in dialect.

Guillotine and the others had just driven away by themselves. Since Lancer had already told them not to join the battle, they had no interest in stopping in front of the store. What if they scratched the paint? They would be laughed at by the other Decepticons when they got back. They didn't join the battle and still looked so embarrassed.

"Bang!" The hotel's door was violently pushed open, the door hit the wall heavily, and the newly repaired door handle fell off. A dozen people with their arms open walked in without saying a word.

"What are you doing!" Hearing the voice, Lao Chen, who was just directing his apprentices to wash, cut and prepare the food, came out. He pointed at the hooligans in front of him and shouted. The hooligans stared at him, and the only table of people eating on the first floor immediately ran away. The hooligans did not embarrass them.

"Level 19 condition, armed, safety released." Xiao Jiujiu said softly. Binjiang beside Lancer took out a box and placed it on the turntable on the table. The box turned steadily and stopped between Falme beside Koko and Qianjitan beside Casper. The two looked at each other and didn't say anything. Qianjitan reached out and opened the box, revealing the elite customized Glock 13 of the Marine Corps. After a brief inspection, the two divided the ten pistols in the box. No one took the three half-filled magazines with rounds of bullets.

"Actually, if your people are ready, it's not necessary." Casper smiled and shook his head. Now that Lancer's girls have drawn their guns, the other side has no chance at all. As long as Lancer gives the order, the restaurant will be covered in blood and it will no longer be able to be opened as a restaurant.

"I know you can fight, so go ahead and fight! Fight! Damn it! You have no shame! Today I tell you! We have no patience anymore. Either you give us the money, or today, not even any of those rich guys above you can leave." A loud roar came from downstairs.

"Wow..." Koko blinked and looked back at Falme, "Last time, that so-and-so... seemed to be so arrogant as well, right?"

"Koko, don't compare yourself to them, it's cheap."

"Okay, Lancer, we're here to eat, so let's not waste time and don't make things too bloody. You just said you wanted to recruit a cook."

"Well... okay, little tangle, stun grenade, call the police by the way."

"Hey!"

"SOPII you throw it too fast!"

"Ah~"

“Go ahead…”

"Humph, Griffin's scrap metal."

2-175 Chen-style alarm

When the stun grenade hit the wall, Lao Chen was the only one who reacted. In that instant, Lao Chen threw his cursing daughter to the ground almost as a conditioned reflex, rolled behind the counter, and curled up to prepare for the explosion.

Then, amid the tinnitus, Old Chen barely heard a series of light footsteps that seemed to be running. He shook his head. This was not a grenade. Stun grenades were no longer something that ordinary police officers could be equipped with. Moreover, from what his daughter said today... the group of guests who came looked a little dangerous.

For some reason, Lao Chen instinctively felt that the store he had saved up for half his life might have to say goodbye to him today. In this situation, Lao Chen reached out to rummage through the drawers and prepared to pull out his revolver from the hidden holster under the cash register.

Then Lao Chen pushed his daughter, who didn't understand what was happening, into a corner, and then he squatted and quietly popped his head out from the side of the bar.

"Click." A 1911 produced by Springfield Arms Company (Zhaichang) was pointed directly at him. The other party did not make any other movements. He just used his thumb to release the safety, which explained his meaning very simply and directly.

"Well, I'm the chef here..." Lao Chen raised his hand awkwardly.

"your

Throw the pistol over and retreat to the back. If there is a communication device in the back, call the police. "Little Tangled M4 said nothing. She signaled Lao Chen to leave quickly. Now the AR team and the QBZ team occupied two corners of the restaurant respectively. Ten assault rifles were pointed at the gangsters present. Because the victory was too easy, the girls had no sense of accomplishment at all.

"Hey! Who are you? You'd better know your place. This is Chinatown. You don't want to have a fight with us here, do you? Kingpin has to give us some face." Although they were holding several pistols in their hands, there was no doubt that they could remain rational when facing ten fully automatic firearms.

"In New York, they have no idea we exist. But it feels good all of a sudden." Lancer slowly came down from the second floor. His girls were more famous than himself in New York. However, when these guys saw a group of beautiful girls with weapons, they still planned to threaten him with a person's name.

Thinking of something funny, Lan Se took out his cell phone and said, "Mi Meng, help me call Jin Bing." Mi Meng didn't waste any words and dialed the number directly. Then within a few seconds, Jin Bing's voice, which sounded a bit like that of an honest elder, came from the receiver.

"Lance? Why did you think of calling me at this time? By the way, why didn't you call me when the union was making trouble before? I just happen to have a lot of dirty information about those bastards in New York." Jin Bing laughed and said to Lancer. After all, he is now involved in both the black and white worlds. Recently, he has got in touch with the Democratic Party with the help of the union. His life is going smoothly and he is naturally in a very good mood.

"I was eating in Chinatown, and a man rushed in to make trouble, and then said he knew you. I wanted to hear whether I should break his arm or give him a drum." Lancer said with a smile.

"!" SOPII stepped back slightly to Lanser's side, pulled Binjiang's clothes, pointed at her magazine, then reached out and touched her breasts, revealing an expectant smile.

"..." Binjiang was so confused that his eyes widened. Then he sighed, knocked on SOPII's forehead, and took out a drum magazine containing 50 rounds of 5.56 bullets.

"Hey!" SOPII replaced the magazine, inserted it into the magazine bag on her leg, then pressed the drum magazine up and pulled the bolt to load the gun. The bastards on the other side saw her series of actions and were all confused. What's going on? Did the other side really pull out a drum magazine! ? You guys are doing this... Does the NYPD know?

"I don't know them!" Jin Bing denied directly, "They are probably the ones in Chinatown. If you don't know them, just shoot them."

"Okay, then we won't have to worry about hitting our own people." Lanser nodded and smiled. The smile on his face made the people opposite him feel creepy, after all, ten ARs were pointing at them.

"Wait... maybe you should call negatives." Jin Bing picked at the fleshy part of his back teeth, "Who the hell told you to block the traffic? Get lost!" Jin Bing suddenly noticed that a row of trucks across the street seemed to be blocking the traffic light, and immediately stuck his head out and cursed, "Sorry, Lancer, I've been too busy lately.

I'll call the negative film and make fun of him. Tomorrow he will be motivated to come back and skin these guys alive. You are high up now, so you don't have to do it yourself. Writing a report is troublesome, isn't it? "Jin Yong said in a flattering voice. After all, he is living a comfortable life now and doesn't want to get lost inexplicably. Obviously, Lancer has no way to deal with him now. In the face of power, humility is the inevitable result.

"Gulu." Although he was not sure whether the opponent was Kingpin, the gang leader just saw that the AR team looked like white people, so he used the Kingpin's sign to bluff, but it seemed that the person in front of him really knew the film! This is fucking deadly!

"Okay, let's have a drink together later." Lanser nodded and hung up the phone. Status and power are indeed the best poison for men. Lanser looked up at the thug opposite him and was about to say something when something unexpected happened.

"Hello! Is this 911? ...Yes...My address is! Someone is holding a gun in my store! What kind of gun?" Lao Chen leaned out and shouted in Lanser's direction, "What kind of guns do you have?"

"..." A group of people, including Miss Chen, were suddenly speechless, "Dad! What time is it? Why are you asking this?!"

Koko and Casper upstairs were stunned for a moment, then laughed silently and shook their bodies. What a sudden episode.

The ship girls around Lancer all smiled. They really didn't expect that such an frivolous scene would appear. What on earth is this guy doing?

"Fu..." Lancer suddenly laughed out loud at the other party's amusement. "I see, um, the guns on the other side are all kinds of cheap unlicensed pistols, ranging from 1911 to various models. They must be illegal guns." As an arms dealer, Lancer didn't say much nonsense. He walked over and took the gun from the gang leader. "It's a knockoff from the Philippines or Pakistan. Oh, this number is from Peshawar, and the bullets look like a brand name."

As he spoke, Lancer threw the pistol to Casper who was coming down. Casper ejected the bullet and quickly took a few glances at the condition of the barrel. "The rifling is very beautiful, and the craftsmanship seems to be quite good. Oh, there is a stamp on the holster, it is from Uncle Kamha."

"Did you hear that clearly?"

Old Chen repeated Lancer's words sentence by sentence, and then heard 911 was stunned. There are illegal guns, um... illegal guns produced by the Kamhar family in Peshawar, Afghanistan, what and what? ! Who are you? Can you register as a household? What do you have a contact number! Damn, what the hell are you. "Ah, that's all? No, no, the one who just spoke has... several assault rifles in his hand..."

"The military AR assault rifle is a fully automatic version with a 30-round large magazine, and there are 5 QBZ series rifles, which are also fully automatic versions." Lanser said with a smile, "There are also grenades, stun grenades and other military weapons." Lanser said with a smile, this guy is hiding something,

"Ah... yes, that's what he said, robbing a bank? No, no, no, this is a restaurant, not a bank." Lao Chen's words made Lancer on the side feel more and more funny. He and Casper looked at each other. This guy is really an interesting guy. It would be a good fit to bring such a person to Anaheim.

"They asked me to persuade you to surrender." Lao Chen poked his head out from behind and looked at Lanser with a sincere expression on his face. His big nose was very conspicuous.

"United Nations Expeditionary Special Forces, we will only fight to the death, never surrender." Lanser pulled his clothes and put on a serious expression. When he said this, the thugs on the opposite side all looked frantic. What the hell, United Nations Expeditionary Special Forces?! It seems... it seems like they have heard of this force before.

"If it's Mr. Lancer... since he has already called the police, Officer Murphy from the ESU will be here in a few minutes, so please stay safe in the store." The operator's voice was full of powerlessness. Lancer was considered a major donor in their police station, so he was considered a VIP and... a huge trouble!

"Okay, okay! I'm in the store..." Old Chen had already pulled his daughter back into the kitchen. When he heard that the police were almost here, his face was instantly filled with joy.

Lancer returned the gun to the gangster in front of him, then patted him on the shoulder and told him to confess more charges when the police come, otherwise if he stays for too short a time, the prison will take him out.

"I'm sorry... sir, you just treat us like shit." The gangster slapped himself twice and began to admit defeat. He remembered who the man in front of him was, a Chinese, but a guy who was different from all the Chinese. He had almost no social interaction with them, but he was already a legend in the underworld before, and now... he was a big shot who could not be offended.

"Nothing, I just came here to eat. Here's a piece of advice for you. When the police arrive, ask the lead officer, Officer Murphy, to come up and have a drink."

"Okay, okay." The gang member nodded with a wry smile. He could run, but the question was, could he? The film that Kingpin mocked over the phone would really tear them apart alive.

"Boss! Serve the food!"

"Good! Good!"

2-176 It's You

"How does it taste?" When several people were eating, someone suddenly pushed open the door and walked in. Old Chen, who took off his apron and put on a flattering smile on his face, walked into Lansher's private room. He looked at the three people at the table and the security guards beside them. Lansher had two, Fei Ma and M4. He passed out cigarettes as soon as he came in, and several ladies refused.

"It tastes very good, Lansir, you finally did a good thing. It's just a little spicy. By the way, can we have more dishes? What's this called, pepper chicken? And this, and this!" Koko was not polite at all and pointed to a few dishes on the table that had been eaten so much that only the bottom of the plate was left.

"Okay!" Old Chen pulled out a walkie-talkie from his waist, called out, and reported the dishes ordered by Koko to the kitchen, asking his apprentice to quickly cook the dishes. The group of people upstairs were the silent big guys, a general who commanded the world's elite soldiers, an executive of a super enterprise, and the representative of the interests of the extremely famous giant robot in the world recently. This was really... what a great honor.

"It's done." Lancer looked at Casper, who indicated that he had enough food, and then gestured to Fei Ma beside Lancer. Lancer looked at Fei Ma, who wiped her mouth with a napkin and expressed her attitude. Lancer then asked Lao Chen, "Why didn't Officer Murphy come?"

"They have been taken away by the police. Officer Murphy said they had to go back in a hurry. I asked the kitchen to stir-fry some side dishes and packed two portions of rice for them to take away." Old Chen said quickly, and he did things in a flawless manner.

The gang squatted at the door and waited for the police to come. Lao Chen arranged an apprentice to watch inside. As a result, the gang sat in the hall, motionless, until the police came and took them all away. When Officer Murphy heard that Lancer invited him to go upstairs for a drink, he looked up, shook his head, and took the lunch box with his subordinates and left.

"General Lancer, for this private room, we will just charge for the meal, and we won't have to pay for the entire place, you see..." After saying this, Old Chen put a stack of US dollars on the table, with a somewhat flattering look on his face.

"Take it. Do you think I'm short of this little money? Tell me, what happened? It's such a big deal." Lanser took the cigarette from Lao Chen, but didn't take the money. This 20,000 or 20,000 US dollars is really not a big deal for Lanser now, especially since he will have to pay more later.

, as the relocation expenses for Mr. Chen, isn’t it?

"It's a common thing. The gang collects fees." Old Chen said with a bitter face, "It's been like this year after year. Otherwise, they will come to make trouble."

"What do you mean by charging fees? They want this store and want to transform it into a nightclub!" Miss Chen complained bluntly, "Fees, fees, fees, how can seven or eight companies collect fees! There is no law, and we only make a few dollars."

Don't think that many things sound good, but these Chinese gangs abroad really only target Chinese people for money, and have no humanity at all. Especially the Runren who have appeared in the past two years, there is a saying that "Runren is a treasure", listen to it, they are really the scum among the scum.

"Well... it seems that even if we scare them away today, it will be of no use. They will still come back again and continue to blackmail you until you leave. Is that what you mean?" Lan Se spread his hands and looked at the person in front of him, Lao Chen, with a smile, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

"No, I'll ask someone to help me talk to him." Old Chen smiled bitterly, but still said it with some persistence.

"Yes!" The young lady of the Chen family agreed immediately. She could see that the big man in front of them had some ideas about them, and she didn't believe that her father would not see it! "Dad, you have already looked for that Uncle Li several times and spent tens of thousands of dollars. What about now? Dozens of people came today! Tell me what they want to do today?" After saying that, she stared at her father.

"..." Old Chen was silent. He really didn't know? But he had run this store for 20 or 30 years and couldn't bear to give it up!

"But if nothing unexpected happens, you should see the middleman you mentioned come to you today, and then tell you happily that everything has been resolved. They shouldn't bother you for at least half a year." Lanser said with a smile, "If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have noticed that your store is almost the best store in Chinatown."

"That's why we got into trouble." Miss Chen replied irritably.

"Why don't you open it in another location?" Koko tilted her head and looked at Lao Chen and his daughter. The food in this restaurant was indeed good. Even Farme, who was sitting next to him, ate a lot with a big appetite.

"Because everyone knows that our store has been coveted by someone." Old Chen no longer concealed it at this time.

"And everyone is raising the price, trying to make a buck, right?" Lanser shook his head, then glanced at Casper, who smiled and picked up the bowl on the table to start finishing the last bit. "I'll just say it straight, are you interested in renting a kitchen at my place? I won't charge you rent, as long as you pay an internal price for my workers' meals. And we just happen to have a row of warehouses next to the street, so we can make some changes and let you open to the public directly."

"Is it the big construction site in Brooklyn? The one with the giant robots?" The Chen family's little sister's face was full of curiosity.

"Well, do you want to go and take a look? No one will come to your place today anyway... Sorry, I have to take a call." M4 pushed Mimeng, Lanser took a look and picked up the phone.

"Have you finally learned to restrain yourself today?" Stacy was a little surprised when she heard that they brought twenty or thirty gangsters instead of using twenty or thirty body bags. But it was a good thing that no guns were used. After all, they didn't want to be on TV all day and be harassed by those damn reporters. It was good enough now.

"No, it's just that I can't move around in other people's places." Lanser smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

"How far do you plan to go? Why did they desperately refuse when I asked them to find someone to bail them out?" Because it was related to Lancer, Director Stacy went to take a look, but what he saw surprised them. "Did you scare them?"

"No, I'm just stating a fact. They made Negative Film very embarrassed, so maybe Negative Film will come to pick them up from prison personally." Lanser smiled and curled the corners of his mouth. It would not be difficult to knock them down with one shot, but if they fell into the hands of Negative Film... According to what Lanser knew, Negative Film once controlled a person to stab his parents and children to death with a knife while he was awake, and then committed suicide. Anyone who can make it in the underworld must be far more cruel than ordinary people, otherwise he will not be able to sit on the throne.

"No wonder. They also admitted to several robberies and a series of bad things. They will probably stay in prison for more than ten years." Stacy nodded. This didn't seem strange, or it could be considered normal.

"If nothing unexpected happens, they will probably be sent to private prisons and live a good life." Lancer said with a smile. Although it is not like prisons in places like Mexico where people with money can live as freely as those outside, private prisons in the United States can be at least as good as motels if they have money.

After saying this, Lanser glanced at Old Chen who was sighing at the side, and then added the final word, "Then after their boss and the film have an agreement, they will be released on bail in three to five years."

"..." Lao Chen lit a cigarette for himself. Farme had protested when he just handed out cigarettes, so Lao Chen just handed out cigarettes. At this moment, no one blamed this middle-aged man who looked obviously worried.

"Hmph, why do you care about them? Since you have nothing to do, I'm hanging up." Director Stacy didn't chat with Lancer.

After saying goodbye to Lanser, he hung up the phone.

"Oh, sorry, so where were we?" Lansher put Mimeng in his shirt pocket, and Mimeng even pulled the pocket opening to prevent herself from being woken up by the light.

"You hope to invite my father to your factory to rent a canteen and open it to the public," the young lady of the Chen family said with a twinkling look in her eyes. Even if there were no gangsters, the rent they paid every year would account for nearly half of the store's expenses, which was a huge expense. Now this sum is gone! Just give their workers a discount! This is a good thing to do!

"Yes, in addition to the canteen contract, you will also be considered as a member of the factory, and you will be given all the insurance and welfare benefits you deserve. This is the condition I can offer. What do you think?" Lanser looked at the changing expression and said, "Consider it?"

"Dad!" Miss Chen was anxious! This condition is already considered good. Although the shipyard workers have to take a discount, this is basically a guaranteed income, so they will not lose money. And there are only a few Chinese restaurants in Brooklyn? They are not enough for Fu Shou Lou to run alone. This business can really be done.

"Thank you for your kindness. This shop..." Old Chen's expression changed for a long time, and finally he sighed, "This shop was handed over to me by my father. I can't..."

"Fu Shou Lou is not closing, it's just moving to a new location." Casper interrupted, "If you want, you can keep this store and continue to operate it."

"...Um, is that so?" Old Chen was stunned for a moment, then reached out and held Casper's hand beside him, "Thank you for your kindness, but can I discuss it again?"

"Okay, move within half a month, 5 for resettlement, and 1 in subsidies per month." Lanser silently made the final move.

"Dad!" As expected, the little sister of the Chen family jumped up immediately.

"We have to discuss this with everyone, don't be so impatient." Old Chen patted his daughter, signaling her to calm down.

"What are you discussing? Those who don't want to go can stay!" The young lady of the Chen family had a very clear plan. According to her father's wishes, she must keep the Fu Shou Lou. Those who don't want to go to the factory area can just stay there.

"This sister is so funny!" SOPII laughed so hard during the communication.

2-177 This time it’s really the FBI

"That! Boss! If my father doesn't go, can I..." Miss Chen said a little embarrassedly. It was obvious that Lan Se and his team were planning to poach his father. Many restaurants that opened branches were always criticized for not being as good as the old ones. To put it bluntly, isn't it because a real chef would never work in a branch?

After Lao Chen and his apprentices were almost exhausted, Lansher and the others were finally full. Koko was so full that she could hardly move, and Casper touched his stomach and lamented that he had eaten too much.

Meanwhile, Tiancheng, Binjiang and Befa, who were eating next door, were all smiling. What Lanser said about stir-frying one volume was actually just to fill the three ship girls. In the end, they stir-fried almost 20 volumes, and then each of them had five or six more dishes they liked. Thanks to the three of them, the humanoids also ate very happily. After all, such an abundant amount of food, after all, the three ship girls had eaten so much that their stomachs were already full.

Regardless of whether it is Binjiang's "This meal needs good wine to go with it," or 95 wanting to see Lao Chen's kitchen, to put it bluntly, it is to learn a few tricks secretly, which shows that Lao Chen is indeed quite capable.

"Sure, since it's mainly a canteen for workers, we can still provide some Western food like fried chicken, hamburgers, sandwiches, etc., so there shouldn't be any problem.

"Hey, isn't it just two slices of bread with some meat patties in between? They won't be stupid if they eat some buns." Miss Chen shook her hands and said confidently, "We can also make pizza! Cut some sausages, or sprinkle some minced meat and cheese on it. If the pizza oven is made bigger, it can also be used to roast duck. Pasta is also simple. Boil a pot of tomato sauce, stir-fry some minced meat, then boil it with the tomato sauce, and mix it with the cooked pasta. It's simple!"

"That's a great self-introduction. Here's my phone number. I'll come to the factory tomorrow to take a look at your store. If there's anything you want to renovate, talk to those Decepticons about it." Casper handed over his business card. "But I hope your father can come and prepare a decent meal for us if we need it."

"No problem! Um... probably not. I'll go talk to my father and ask him how many people you usually have for dinner."

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