587: C587 They All Ran away

C587 They All Ran away

"Damn!" "What's the situation?"

When Ann Sudong returned to the locker room, he found that everyone had disappeared, and no one was there. No one knew where Wang Weijie and the others had gone to.

What he did not know was that in order to avoid being surrounded by the mainstream media, Wang Weijie and the others had already changed their clothes and escaped through the small door of the gym, leaving Ann Sudong alone in the locker room after returning.

He looked around to make sure everyone was gone before changing his clothes.

They had actually abandoned their boss and ran away after winning the match. This group of people were truly ungrateful.

Even if he was playing with soy sauce on the court, it had already been half a day. As Ann Sudong watched the sun set behind the mountains, his stomach was already starving.

He had originally wanted to celebrate with them, but now it seemed that there was no need.

However, if they came to Los Angeles, wouldn't it be a waste if they didn't eat an authentic Western cuisine?

M Country's Western Restaurant was also very famous in the world, only second to the romantic capital of France. It was a pity that this world football competition was not held in France, otherwise, one would be able to enjoy the world's top western cuisine.

Although no one followed to celebrate with him, this did not extinguish Ann Sudong's determination to have a taste of his top-notch western cuisine.

He used his phone to search the internet and found that the most famous Western restaurant in Los Angeles was the Jessie Restaurant.

With a clear goal in mind, he did not hesitate to head to Jess Restaurant by himself.

Jessie Restaurant was the most famous five star restaurant in Los Angeles. Michelin's three star chef was the head chef. Whether it was the decorative style, the style of the dishes, or the name, they were all very romantic.

Ann Sudong went up to the second floor and sat near the window. On the stage in the middle of the second floor, a jazz band was playing a soothing music.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?"

Just as he sat down, a sweet-looking blonde girl walked over. She slightly bowed, revealing a touch of snow-white skin on her chest.

Ann Sudong thought for a bit, if he took everything off, how spectacular would that be?

Ann Sudong had long known that Western women had better bodies than Eastern women, but how could a casual waiter have such a chest?

Looking at such a sweet and spicy beauty, Ann Sudong ordered a few of the most famous dishes of the Jessai Restaurant and then watched as the beauty left with her butt sticking out.

It was really big, really round, with a protruding front and rear end, it was a pity to be a waitress.

Ann Sudong sighed in his heart as he looked at his surroundings, completely bored.

Today was the first day of the world league, so everyone on earth was very concerned about football. At this time, it became the main topic of conversation, especially the Penglai Football Team of China and the competition of War Island's Peninsula Team.

This could be called a historic miracle. The dispirited Chinese football miraculously won over Peninsula Team and became a hot topic of conversation. Everyone in the cafeteria could hear a lot of people talking about this.

"If you want me to say, this is luck, or else I'm just kicking a fake ball. Do you really believe that the smelly feet of Chinese can win against a person with Peninsula Team?"

A white man with a full beard said affirmatively, "That's why I said it, I don't know what benefits Hua Xia gave the East Ocean Continent this year, making their team go easy on them in the World Series."

A golden-haired beauty could not bear to listen. She pushed the golden spectacles on her face and said, "Don't forget that China and the island nation have very serious problems with their history. Do you think they can reach an agreement?"

"That's right, the problem left behind by history is the hatred between the two races. I think that piece of Penglai Football Team is truly not simple."

"F * ck!" A black man threw the cup in his hand onto the ground, stood up and roared: "Bullsh * t, this is just kicking a fake ball, causing laozi to lose a few million. If I meet someone with Penglai Football Team, Laozi will pinch him to death!"

"..."

The noise muffled the music, and the elegant dining room grew rough.

Football was an exciting sport to begin with. As the topic was all over the football, the atmosphere naturally became extremely tense, as if it was a blazing bomb.2

Ann Sudong heard the discussions around him, and did not care at all. Almost all of the fights were aimed at Fann Xi, and looking at his usually stern Eldest Brother jumping around the field, there were not many long shots for them to see the other players.

Perhaps in the eyes of the media, the reason the Penglai Football Team won the ball was all thanks to the No. 8 Player. The other ten players had entered the tournament to watch it for free, they had no value in being interviewed and reported on.

Therefore, Ann Sudong was not worried that others would recognize him.

Just then, Ann Sudong's phone suddenly rang.

With an unfamiliar number, Ann Sudong did not feel that he had such a good friend.

But to say that there were still people calling him from the M Nation, Ann Sudong did not believe that at all. He did not want them to be in a bad position and was not a local.

"Who is it?"

Ann Sudong raised his head and saw a waiter bring a steak to him. He signaled for it to be placed on the table.

"It's me."

Zhang Baichuan's voice came from the other end of the phone, "I want to meet with you."

Not to mention that Ann Sudong's Penglai Football Team had caused him to lose one million, many of his friends had bet through him, and in the end, he had lost everything.

He had been active in Los Angeles and New York City in the past few years, and had been dealing quite well with the local gangs. After buying Peninsula Team, he had coaxed Wei Long, who was located in the area of Los Angeles, to join in on the bet, and now that he had lost the bet, the people of the Wyvern Society had said something fierce. If he did not get the money back, he would not be able to leave Los Angeles alive.

Ann Sudong had a good memory, he didn't know what this fellow was calling him for.

"Oh, Brother Zhang, I have to thank you. I made ten million dollars, I'll treat you to a meal later."

Pui!

Zhang Baichuan wanted to kill him, but she still wanted him to treat her to a meal?

Either this brat's head was kicked by a donkey, or his own head was filled with water, and it was most likely broken.

"Meet him!"

A black man placed a knife in his hand on Zhang Baichuan's neck and threatened: "Hurry!"

Zhang Baichuan's entire body was drenched in cold sweat, he nodded his head, "An … Mr Ann, I want to meet you, you have to treat me to a good meal no matter what, right? "

"That's true. I'm at Jessie's right now." He looked around and said, "I'm eating alone here, you can come over and I'll treat you to western cuisine."

"Alright!" Zhang Baichuan quickly replied.

This was a godsend opportunity.

For Ann Sudong to happily agree, he could be considered to be saved. Otherwise, if he continued to be locked up here, he would most likely be killed.

"Alright, I'll be there right away. I'll look into which team I should bet on next. Wait for me, I'll be there soon." With that, he hung up.

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