The scorching sun was like fire, scorching Beimang City…
Perhaps because the weather was too hot, the taverns in the south of the city were crowded with people.
A young man dressed as a waiter was skillfully clearing the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table. It had been more than half a month since he arrived in Beimang City. Ever since he spoke to Zhang Biao, Ye Qiu had prepared to stay in Beimang City permanently. In the city, Ye Qiu only knew Zhang Biao, so he temporarily stayed in Zhang Biao's small wine shop. Zhang Biao was extremely "welcoming" to this.
In the past half a month, other than helping to take care of the tavern during the day, Ye Qiu cultivated his Battle Qi at night. After reincarnation, his Battle Qi dropped from early-stage Rank-6 to mid-stage Rank-1, which made Ye Qiu feel quite depressed. He sighed helplessly. Other than cultivating hard, what else could he do?
"Xiao Ye, give this to the guest at table number seven…" The one who spoke was a delicate girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old. Her name was Daly, the cousin of the burly man Zhang Biao. She also worked in a small restaurant. However, she was a little higher level than Ye Qiu. She was a cook. It was because of her good dishes that the small restaurant's business was getting better day by day. In the half a month that Ye Qiu had been here, other than improving his relationship with Zhang Biao, he had also become close with the entire restaurant…
"Coming... Wow, braised chicken wings. They look so delicious…Sister Daly's cooking is getting more and more delicious…" Ye Qiu seemed to be infected by the people here. He happily lived a simple life in the small restaurant. Now, he smiled more every day than he did in the past year.
"Hehe, if you want to eat, I'll make it for you tonight. Hurry up and send the dishes to the guests. Table 7, don't get it wrong again…" After spending half a month together, Daly also liked this young man who looked a few years younger than her.
"Customer, please enjoy…" Ye Qiu gently placed the chicken wing on table seven and smiled at the door.
From there, a sturdy figure slowly walked over. It was the owner of this small restaurant, Zhang Biao. However, at this moment, the burly man's face was filled with sorrow as he hummed an extremely unpleasant tune.
"Will I remember tomorrow that I lost so much money today? Will I still remember tomorrow? I lost so much money today. I might forget tomorrow that I lost so much money today. I must win it back tomorrow. I lost so much money today…
Ye Qiu looked at Zhang Biao, not surprised. He was already used to it. This guy spent most of his time in the gambling den other than guarding the entrance of the shop.
"Little Ye, why don't you think I will win? There was no justice, no reason. Could it be…The problem with today's hairstyle…
"Uh... It must be..." Ye Qiu was also extremely speechless towards this guy. After interacting with him for half a month, he had a deep understanding of Zhang Biao. Other than looking a little tough, he was actually a good person! Only then did Ye Qiu realize that Zhang Biao was only trying to scare him away. However... She had just scared the wrong person.
"Waiter, give me a jug of strong wine…"
"Eh... Please wait a moment…"
"Waiter, give me a pound of beef…"
"Eh... Please wait a moment…"
"Waiter, there's hair in the dish!"
"Eh... It's not mine…"
Slowly, Ye Qiu also fell in love with this small restaurant. There was no fighting and killing, no seduction. Although there would be some mercenaries who would shout and kill this and that, it was just a roar…There were also some young masters and young mistresses in the family who were dissatisfied with this and that. However, it was just a farce. Everything was still relatively calm. He seemed to enjoy this kind of life very much.
On the roof of the small restaurant, Daly helplessly looked at the two people holding wine jars.
"Little Ye, do you think I'll look more handsome if I shave my beard?"
"I guess…He would! Actually, I like your beard a lot."
"If that's the case, then I'd better not shave…Being too handsome can also be a kind of trouble."
"Not bad…"
"Little Ye, have you ever thought of doing something else? It's too hard for you to be with this old brother."
"Something else? Hehe, what can I do?"
"For example, learn a skill. Killing pigs will definitely suit you…"
......
Time slowly passed. In the blink of an eye, Ye Qiu had already been a waiter in the small restaurant for half a year…
On this day, the entire Beimang City was covered in heavy snow. The messy snowflakes danced like butterflies. It draped a silver veil over Beimang…
In order to keep the passersby in winter, the small restaurant provided hot water for free.
The young man in the shop busied himself at the various tables, and the young girl in the shop propped her chin on her hand as she looked at the busy figure with satisfaction. Perhaps it was because of the weather or something else, but the noise in the shop had weakened today. The customers were chatting quietly, and the waiter did not shout like usual.
"Bang…"
The sound of the door being knocked open broke the rare peace.
There, another person dressed as a waiter had fallen into the snow…Scarlet blood dyed the snow at the door red…"Little…Brother Little Ye…Save…Quickly save the shopkeeper." The waiter's unclear words made the young man's heart tremble. This waiter was called San Bao. He used to work in Zhang Biao's restaurant, but later, he went to his relative's restaurant.
The young man threw the pot aside and strode to the door. He helped San Bao up and placed his slender fingers on the tip of her nose. The haze on his face gradually eased. Then, he shot out of the door without looking back.
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Da Tong Casino was the largest casino in the entire South City. It was also the darkest place in the entire South City. In this place, other than money, everything else would be trampled to a tragic state.
At the entrance of the gambling den, a sturdy figure was half-kneeling in the snow. His face was covered in blood, and on his black coat, there were several crisscrossing cuts that were deep enough to see his bones. The burly man gritted his teeth and looked angrily at the fatty who was watching a show.
In front of the large man, other than a pool of blood that had mixed into the snow, there were a few stronger figures. Their scarlet eyes stared emotionlessly at the figure in the snow, and some pleasure was still born. Torturing gamblers had become their hobby. Seeing the desperate faces was their only joy.
"Zhang Biao, since you frequent our place, we'll let you live. Leave an arm behind and scram!" Behind the few burly men, a fat man with a mustache threw a knife in front of Zhang Biao and said mockingly: "You should do it yourself. I prefer to watch people hurt themselves…"
"Shen Xing, you bastard, are you blind? It was clearly that pretty boy who won your money, and you're here to vent your anger on me…"
"Uh…" Fatty looked at Zhang Biao with a strange expression, and the teasing look in his eyes became even more intense."Hehe…Why aren't you begging for mercy? Are you angry? Oh…I love to see people angry. Is that young master someone you can compare to? You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth…"
"Please…Compared to your mother…" At this moment, Zhang Biao seemed to have understood. To these people, the more you beg for mercy, the more they will make you suffer…Because, before this, Zhang Biao had begged for mercy from them, but it had caused several more wounds on his body.
"Hehe…Normally, I really didn't see that you're still a man. However, if you don't leave a hand behind today, I won't be able to explain myself…Second Brother, help him..." Fatty looked impatiently at the few burly men beside him.
A black-robed man walked out from the crowd. Several crisscrossing scars appeared on his face, making him look abnormally ferocious. His scarlet tongue licked his lower lip. The black-robed man picked up the knife on the ground and slowly walked in front of Zhang Biao...
Zhang Biao looked at the burly man walking over and struggled to get up before falling down again…A trace of viciousness flashed across his bitter eyes. Soon after, he powerlessly closed his eyes…He knew that he would not be able to keep his hand today…
"It's just cutting off a hand. Look at how scared you are. Don't worry, I'll be very gentle. Close..." Before the large man with the scar could finish speaking, a chill suddenly rose from deep within his heart. The large man's right hand, which was holding the knife, strangely landed on the snowy ground…
Under several horrified gazes, the fierce scarred man from before lay on the ground like a dead dog. It kept twitching.
A young man dressed as a waiter raised his head slightly, and his childish face was filled with a smile.
"I will also be very gentle…"
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