Non-human Gene Integrated Physique

The night in the capital is still very prosperous, especially within the Second Ring Road, Wangfu Street is crowded with people.

Since I have arrived in the capital, the USB flash drive has also come to an end. It would be boring to rush back in a hurry.

"How to say you want to taste the food."

Lan Mu walked from the street to the end of the street, what kind of beef offal, fried belly, fried dumplings, lamb scorpion...looks good He tasted them all, but the more he ate, the more hungry he got.

He finally seated at a skewer shop, open-air sitting at the table ready to fill his belly.

He is now a growing appetite, digestive function is very strong, to eat a couple of pounds skewers relieve their hunger feeling only slightly more digestion.

again three pounds of beef and mutton, eat while drinking beer.

alone, it’s delicious.

"weng weng weng ......"

Lan Mu suddenly felt the phone vibrate, readily come to have a look, square ink Kawasaki.

After he saved Fang Moqi's phone number, he didn't make a call even once. He didn't expect him to call first.

"Hello? This is Lan Mu."

"Are you at Du's house yesterday?" Fang Moqi straight to the point.

"ah ...... do not you also?" Lan Mu said with a smile.

"I was ...... Well, do not say that you do me a favor?" Ink Kawasaki party mood seems very low.

Lan Mu was naturally happy to see that he did not mention last night’s affairs, said with a smile: "Of course, we are friends."

"I’ll explain that this matter is dangerous, I I think you are better than me, so I dare to ask you for help. If you don't want to go, just pretend that I didn't say it. If you are willing to do me this favor, I will send you off at the big villa in the Imperial Family Garden in Sheshan. "Fang Moqi said seriously.

Lan Mu expression congeals, square ink Kawasaki says it is a dangerous thing, naturally not simple.

Lan Mu thought to himself, could it be about the contents?

"What the hell is going on? You helped me that many, don't say so, don't I have a house to live in? I miss you this villa?" Lan Mu said slightly angrily.

Fang Moqi chuckled softly and said: "Okay! It's not convenient to say on the phone, where are you? Let's find you in the past."

"I'm in the capital, don't bother you. ...I will return to the Demon Capital tomorrow."

Fang Moqi said in a daze: "You are in the capital? Very good, I am also in the capital! Where are you exactly?"

"Eh? I'm on Wangfu Street..." Lan Mu looked towards the opposite, reading the signboard: "The opposite of Xianlai Noodle Shop..."

"I'll be there soon!" After finishing speaking, Fang Moqi will hang up Up.

Lan Mu put away the phone and waited while eating.

He looked at "free to noodle" It feels very strange.

The noodle shop across the street is different. At this point in the evening, when the night market is hot, it is closed and does not open.

This is not the weirdest thing, even more weird is that there are eight people in line at the door.

People shop did not open, what you ranked teams ah?

Lan Mu puzzled, at this moment, approximately 18-19 years old a boy came over and hand carrying a bag and walked straight at the door.

"You can count opened!"

"Yes ah! Can Chansi me."

"Korean translation, we waited two hours! Hurry up and serve a bowl of egg noodles!" The eight waiting people were full of joy.

The teenager smiled slightly and opened a shop to lead everyone in.

Lan Mu secretly thought: "Could especially good at this face I have to try?."

He quickly ate the table skewers, after closing into the The noodle shop opposite.

Go in and find that all eight people seem to know each other. Sitting together at the table, Lan Mu entered, everyone looked at him.

"no position, and out of here!" Said a man in black T-shirts youth.

"It's not there yet?" Lan Mu see noodle shops there are still four tables empty, sat straight one table.

How to feed the eight people have sneer, black T-shirt men cut a cry said.

"Hehe, here's another ****, don't you know a word?" After speaking, he pointed to a sign at the door.

Lan Mu looked over and saw that the sign was one foot long, and the black letters on the red background read: "Only eight people are served every day, except for anorexia."

"Only one day Entertain eight people?" Lan Mu is speechless, there are still rules for this broken shop?

The eight people are obviously regulars, and the black T-shirt man volunteered to walk to Lan Mu's table.

"Come on! Go out by yourself! Don't let me invite you!"

Lan Mu looked at him amusedly, thinking that I'm sitting here also getting in your way?

"This Boss stand by one's word, if there are eight people, there are eight people, so hurry up tomorrow!"

"It’s not right. Brother eight will always come here to eat. Do not you come "

Lan Mu lost said with a smile:".?! open the door to do business, you put people to shop occupied "

" you did not say nothing of this crap copies! "

see black T-shirt men reached out to pull him, Lan Mu left a stop, the man quickly pinch ring finger, breaking a hard wrist sinking.

"Hey...yoyoyoyo..."

The black T-shirt man’s fingers were pulled, and the man could only sink down one piece and kneel all at once. ground.

This trick Lan Mu used to learn from Sanda clubs in university, it really doesn’t work, but it’s okay to bluff people.

Seeing their companions suffer, the other seven rushed over.

"Stop it!"

Seeing the fight, Lan Mu frowned, he may not be able to win eight in a fight, and he will definitely suffer.

At this moment, the boy came out with two bowls of noodles, coldly said.

"Do you want to eat? If you don't eat, I will fall!"

The group of people smelled the fragrance of the noodles and hurriedly drooled: "Eat, eat!"

The boy brought eight bowls of noodles one by one, and the other seven people all ran to the table and got up oneself.

The man in the black T-shirt was still pinching his fingers on his knees, and said angrily: "You guys come and help!"

The boy wrinkled his brows and walked over and said: "Don't be in the shop in a fight, to play to play. "

" into my shop, you have to keep my rules! "

" I Synaptic rules, you forget it! "

The young man said this with a cold face, and he still had an imposing manner. The seven of them were respectable and did not dare to step forward to help.

Lan Mu smiled, then let go of his hand. The man in the black T-shirt stood up with his fingers in his hands and shouted: "Han Yi, he did it in your shop! You saw it too! Hurry up! ! he "

teenager watching Lan Mu said:" I'll be your first time, do not understand the rules ...... "

saying that half of teenagers suddenly hand to explore, to He grabbed Lan Mu by the collar and shot it quickly, and it was almost too late for Lan Mu to hide.

"This shop does not entertain the ninth person, please!"

After finishing speaking, I will drag Lan Mu out.

Lan Mu stood up abruptly, turned the chair over, and reached out to grab the boy.

He is now a human body, his strength and speed are average, but the boy is stared wide-eyed and suddenly let go and retreat.

Guy, because Lan Mu instinctively stared at him just now, a baleful qi shocked the boy.

Lan Mu unconsciously hundred people have been beheaded, temperament naturally with a ghost condensate of murderous aura, the atmosphere of this extremely mysterious and abstruse, it is not really a gas, but an imposing manner . The imposing manner is cultivated. If you do a lot of certain things, you will naturally develop a unique spirit over the years, which can basically be reflected by a single look.

High officials occupy high positions all year round, and naturally they will develop the imposing manner of the high-ranking ones.

If good people do a lot of good deeds, they will naturally have a unique affinity.

The wicked have done a lot of bad things, and you will be considered fierce by looking at others.

As for hunters, if they kill too much, there will be a kind of oppression by predators. For weak prey, it will even scare them into motionless waiting to die.

Having been at the top of the food chain for a long time, the smiling face may not feel like hehe, but once Lan Mu's expression becomes fierce, it is undoubtedly a shock to the sensitive people.

The young man looked at Lan Mu solemnly, his muscles tense, and he felt that he was being stared at by a wild beast.

"If you don't eat, you don't eat, and I can't force you to cook noodles. I just sit down, can I?" Lan Mu said expressionlessly.

The young man can't figure out the details of Lan Mu, but his feelings tell him that this person is very dangerous, very dangerous!

After hesitating for two seconds, the young man said: "Whatever you..."

After finishing speaking, the young man sat on the stool by the kitchen door and looked at Lan Mu.

Lan Mu ignored him, put away the chair, to re-sit.

black T-shirt men froze for a moment, he knew that the Korean translation of juvenile face not only do good, skill is not bad. He would break the rules of the shop, had often offend customers, naturally there will be some trouble, T-shirts is a man of his own. Boss has no ability, so how can you dare to set the rules?

Since the troublemakers have been taught by the teenager, all of them have been honest. Line up properly for noodles, or never dare to come again.

But when it was Lan Mu's turn, why did he stop suddenly? Why make an exception ah? Do you still want the rules?

"Korean translation? So forget it?" Black T-shirt men just naturally do not see the two men clash, he felt Lan Mu shot strength and speed are absolutely not as Korean translation.

This is indeed the case. Lan Mu also knows that he is really fighting, and he is definitely not Han Yi's opponent, but he kills more people than him, and just frightens him.

Synaptic Korean translation today is an exception to the rule, already unhappy at heart, black T-shirt men dare to mention, prompting him impatiently.

"Do you eat or not? Don't eat it!"

Han Yi has a cold eyebrow, and the black T-shirt man thought of his previous experience of beating himself, and hurriedly sat on the table to eat. Face, but his eyes looked fiercely at Lan Mu.

"Damn it, my boy counts you as good luck! You have a kind, don’t leave this door!"

"I will make you look good when I leave the shop!"

Men in black T-shirts dare not fight in the shop, so they can only save face by putting on cruel words.

In the shop, he was afraid that Han Yi would beat him. But he didn't know, Han Yi didn't dare to do it, because he was afraid that Lan Mu would kill him!

Lan Mu didn't bother to care about him, so he took out his mobile phone and swiped the studio's official account. For a month, the studio is still unknown, and the attention is more than ten people that's all.

Korean translation of sitting in the kitchen doorway watching, sight has been locked with Lan Mu.

His heart can not figure out what is backing this man, shot Ruanmian weakness, but imposing manner is compelling, it is by no means the extent of aggressive enough to kill a few people there, at least have to have more than twenty !

Holy shit, this is a murder case, a major case, and a serious case!

Such a master sitting in the shop, playing with his mobile phone? He in the end to be doing?