753: C753 Venus' Fast Food

C753 Venus' Fast Food

2When Gao Fei came in, there were dozens of people eating in the restaurant. Most of them were well-dressed, but the monthly salary would never exceed 500 pounds, so they filled up the good seats so he had to come to the table closest to the kitchen.

As there were too many customers, Gao Fei waited for at least five minutes before a waiter came to ask him what he wanted to eat.

Gao Fei had already looked at the recipe and ordered 20 three fresh pot stickers and a big bowl of thin and weak egg soup.

He turned around and headed into the kitchen, but the pot-bellied boss shouted at him to quickly serve the guests at table 11. That was a regular customer, he couldn't be slow.

"Xiaomei, help me take care of the customer at table 18!"

The waiter, who was sweating profusely, answered. After smiling apologetically at Gao Fei, he turned around, shouted into the kitchen and hurried to entertain customer No.11.

With a crisp answer, a girl walked out of the kitchen and came in front of Gao Fei.

This girl looked to be about 17 or 18 years of age. She was a bit thin, and her face was a bit red from busying, but she wore a bit of baby fat. She didn't look too outstanding, but her eyes were very clear, she came to the table, and politely asked: "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

Gao Fei told them his breakfast again. The girl called Xiaomei nodded and said, "Ok, please wait a moment, you will be here soon."

In the Western countries, the waiters were also graded.

Generally, employees who had been recognized by the boss would have the right to receive tips from customers. For those who came to help, even if the customer gave them a tip, they would have to give the money to the boss, this was a rule.

Seeing that Xiaomei didn't even wear her work clothes and wore a large apron, Gao Fei knew that she wasn't a 'official' worker. She might be a student who studied diligently and thriftily during the period when she came from Asia.

This kind of thing was normal, so Gao Fei didn't mind. He took out his phone and started flipping through the web.

Before long, Xiaomei served Gao Fei's breakfast on a tray.

As she was bringing the thin meat egg soup back to Gao Fei, he accidentally glanced at her hand and asked with a smile: "Excuse me miss, are you from the divine court, or are you from R Country?"

When Xiaomei's name was called, she could also be a little girl or a little beauty. Not only was it suitable for girls from the imperial court, R Country, and even Korean people could call her by her name, so Gao Fei wasn't sure where she came from.

Xiaomei's eyes flashed as she replied politely, "I am from the Divine Empire. Sir, are you from there too?"

"Hur hur, we're still fellow countrymen."

Gao Fei nodded and was about to say something, but Xiaomei said, "I'm sorry, sir. I have to go now. Please come again."

Gao Fei looked up and saw the pot-bellied boss waving his hand and saying something to him. It seemed like he wanted Xiaomei to hurry up and not delay the guests' meal.

Without waiting for Gao Fei to say anything, Xiaomei turned around and hurried into the kitchen.

It was a normal thing to see fellow countrymen washing dishes in restaurants abroad, many of whom had done this job when they were working hard and frugally, so their income was not too bad.

Gao Fei was interested in Xiaomei not because he was of the same species as her, but because he accidentally discovered that there was a layer of callus on the middle joint of her index finger.

Generally speaking, blacksmiths who forge iron or masons with sabers have calluses in their mouths. These calluses are the result of years of grinding while holding tools. However, the joints in their index fingers may not have the same calluses.

The fact that this place had an old cocoon could only mean one thing: this was a confirmation that could only be left behind after the trigger had been pulled enough times.

A 17-18 year old girl with calluses on the middle joints of her mouth and index finger was actually washing dishes in an inconspicuous restaurant. This was something worth pondering over.

Especially now that Gao Fei was being followed, Xiaomei's appearance could not help but attract his attention.

Of course, Gao Fei really didn't think much of this kind of girl who might be a killer despite her pure appearance. As an uncle in the world of assassins, as long as he didn't meet a super hitman like Glasses-man, he wouldn't be able to do anything else.

Looking at the faint smile in the kitchen, Gao Fei started to eat his meal.

Although the taste of the pot paste and broth were not pure, Gao Fei also felt that it was much more delicious than those western dishes. Although the pot paste and broth were not pure, Gao Fei also felt that it was much more delicious than those western foods.

"Val?"

The sudden gunshot silenced all the noises in the restaurant. Everyone subconsciously looked over, but before they could figure it out, the pot-bellied boss was the first to react. He shouted and ran towards the kitchen.

Just as the pot-bellied boss reached the kitchen door, a person jumped out from inside and threw himself on top of him, knocking him heavily onto the floor.

The pot-bellied boss reacted quickly. He could not care about the pain anymore as he cursed out loud. He raised his hand to push the man away, but when he was about to get up, he was suddenly stunned. He looked at his right hand, which was covered in blood.

The man he pushed out actually had a fork stuck out of his chest. Blood flowed out from the fork. His face was pale and his body spasmed violently as his eyes rolled over. He was about to lose his life.

"Ah, murder!"

The pot-bellied boss was stunned for a moment and then let out a scream like a pig being butchered. He rolled over, got up and rushed out.

At this time, all the 'white collar workers' in the dining hall woke up from their stupor, and started to scream and run out. Those who were anxious to kick away the Window Glass, and those who were like Gao Fei who were stuck in the corner, squatted under the table with their heads in their hands.

For a moment, the peaceful atmosphere in the restaurant was akin to demons dancing in a frenzy. Screams, curses, and the cries of women were mixed in with each other. Everyone was desperately trying to squeeze out, leaving behind numerous shoes and hats on the floor.

Bang, bang bang!

Another few shots came from the kitchen, accompanied by a scream. No one knew who was injured, but the sounds of fighting did not stop.

The first thing that came to Gao Fei's mind was Xiaomei.

He had originally thought that Xiaomei was here to follow him. It wasn't until the sounds of fighting came from inside that Gao Fei understood that it wasn't like that. It seemed like meeting Xiaomei was just a coincidence and had nothing to do with him.

Gao Fei frowned as he looked at the men and women who were stuck at the door. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth: It's none of my business.

"Ah!

Along with a muffled scream, a man wearing a black cotton shirt fell out of the kitchen door. He held his stomach and rolled on the ground in front of Gao Fei. Blood flowed out from the gaps of his hands, he seemed to be injured.

After a few consecutive shots, the fire died down. The only difference was that the sounds of fighting became louder and the shattering of the plates became clearer.

"Don't let her escape!"

When a man shouted, a man with blood on his left side jumped out of the kitchen. It was Xiaomei who was serving breakfast to Gao Fei.

At this moment, Xiaomei was no longer as quiet as when she was carrying the plate. She was probably injured. Her right hand was holding her left shoulder, her hair was loose, and her face was covered in blood. She looked very sinister.

Xiaomei rushed out of the kitchen, grabbed a chair and threw it out backwards. She looked around hurriedly, and just as she was about to run to the window on the west wall, the man who had rolled under the table let out a loud roar, and suddenly rolled out to grab her right leg and forcefully pulled it.

Xiaomei was caught off guard and was pulled back by that man. She fell on the table in front of Gao Fei and without thinking, she grabbed an empty bowl and smashed it on that man's head.

The person didn't even make a sound before fainting, yet he was still tightly hugging her right leg.

Xiaomei raised her left foot and kicked the man in the head. Just as she was about to break free of his embrace, a gas canister flew out of the kitchen and slammed into the back of her head.

Xiaomei, after hearing the sound of the wind, was shocked. She suddenly turned her head to look, but it was already too late to dodge, so she could only slump onto the table, hoping that she could use her back to forcefully withstand the heavy blow. As for after being hit, she didn't have any strength to fight back or escape, it was already too late to consider that.

Xiaomei subconsciously gritted her teeth as she watched the twenty-something kilograms of gas tank about to hit her body. She watched Gao Fei, who was sitting across the table, suddenly jumped up and stomped hard on the gas tank.

With a muffled bang, Gao Fei kicked the gas tank out. It spun around and flew to the bar, smashing onto the liquor cabinet and breaking more than ten bottles of liquor. Instantly, the smell of alcohol filled the air.

After Gao Fei kicked away the gas tank, he didn't wait for his right foot to land on the ground. His left hand supported the table and his body flew diagonally. His left leg kicked out consecutively and sent the man that was pouncing on him flying with a stomp.

That man was chasing after Xiaomei with a gas tank. He was as tall and sturdy as a bear. However, Gao Fei stomped on the air and flipped him over. He then fell flat on the ground and couldn't get up.

Before he could pull the trigger, he felt a flash of silver light before his eyes, followed by intense pain on the back of his hand. When he focused his eyes, he saw a fork stuck into the back of his hand.

The other person was so scared that he quickly stuck to the door frame, raised the gun with both hands and shouted: "Sir, it's none of your business, why are you meddling in this?"

He didn't dare to point a gun at Gao Fei because he saw Gao Fei grab another fork.

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