"That's right," Bern nodded confidently and pointed to his eyes, "My eyes can tell the difference between B and C even from a hundred meters away and through thick cotton clothes. Can I recognize you?"
Having said this, he suddenly paused and looked behind He Ao, "Our dear Miss Poisonous Tongue seems to be at a disadvantage."
As he spoke, he bent down and took out the kitchen knife and shovel next to him.
He Ao looked along his line of sight and saw Naomi, who was serving food, Table 8, a customer with tattoos all over his body, slowly extending his hand to Naomi's plump buttocks.
Naomi took two steps back and rolled his eyes, "Excuse me, do you have a mother? If you have a mother, why don't you go back and stretch out your hooves to your mother? Will your mother want to stuff you little bastard back? Oh,"
Naomi pretended to be surprised and sighed, "Or do you have no mother? Oh, God, this is such a pity, but this is not the reason for you to get sick in the restaurant. If you can't find the right way to use your hands, I suggest you donate them to people in need."
When it comes to talking nonsense, no one around here is Naomi's opponent.
If it were the past, this little hooligan should have withdrawn his hand.
But this time, the young man with tattoos on his arms suddenly took out a pistol from his arms, stood up, and pointed the gun at Naomi, "Bichi, what did you say?"
Naomi was stunned for a moment.
At this moment, a broad hand stretched out and suddenly grabbed the young man's wrist. With a quick twist, the young man's wrist was dislocated. Then the hand quickly pulled back, held down the pistol, turned it, and snatched the young man's pistol into his own hand.
"If you don't want to eat, you can get out."
He Ao calmly pressed the muzzle of the gun between the young man's eyebrows, and put his index finger on the trigger.
This young man had obviously taken too many drugs and was a little confused.
It's okay, guns can cure all diseases.
The young man's body was stimulated when the gun was pressed against his forehead. He shuddered and woke up a little. "This boss, I, you listen to my explanation..."
"Get out."
He Ao I don't have time to listen to his nonsense.
"Okay, I'll get out right away..."
The young man was frightened and ran towards the door staggeringly.
"Wait a minute," He Ao suddenly stopped him and pointed the gun at the cashier, "Pay the check."
"Okay... Okay..."
The young man tremblingly took out Bracelet and paid the bill at the self-service cash register.
He Ao walked to the cashier, watched him pay the bill, then cut the gun into parts and threw it into the lost and found box in the store, "This thing is in the lost and found box."
The young man didn't dare to answer the conversation at all and ran out of the store in a hurry.
"Made, this smell is too strong," at this moment, an exclamation came from behind He Ao. He turned his head and saw Naomi taking out a mop and bucket from the kitchen to mop the floor.
Where the young man stood just now, there was a pool of turbid yellow liquid on the ground.
Naomi looked at He Ao and rolled his eyes while mopping the floor, "Roy, can't you be more careful? This thing is really disgusting to clean."
He Ao smiled and said nothing.
Naomi finished mopping the floor in twos and twos, stood up with a bucket and mop, knocked on his waist, and looked at He Ao, "Okay, I admit that you were a little handsome just now."
She picked up the mop and was about to return to the kitchen, but she found that Bern had walked out at some point. She was leaning on the counter, holding a kitchen knife, and posing in what she thought was a sexy pose, "Hi~"
Naomi rolled his eyes and kicked him, "Get out."
He Ao stretched and was about to leave the restaurant and go see the White Rabbit Dance Hall that Bern mentioned.
At this time, a petite girl wearing loose clothes and a loose men's round hat passed by him.
She quickly paid the bill with Bracelet and left the restaurant quickly.
Vaguely, He Ao could see her silver hair hidden under the hat.
He Ao felt that this figure seemed familiar, but the other party had obviously concealed it, and He Ao was temporarily unable to match her with a certain character in his memory.
He Ao noted this figure, walked out of the restaurant, took a taxi and went directly to Elysium District.
The taxi passed through the chaotic streets, and occasionally some fierce gunshots could be heard.
This is Aston District, a place where chaos and Order coexist.
However, taxis are a relatively safe means of transportation here, because taxi companies are basically backed by a big gang, and ordinary gang members do not dare to provoke them.
"There seems to be a lot of chaos lately."
He Ao looked out the window at the two gangs fighting fiercely.
"Are you from another district?" The taxi driver glanced at He Ao through the rearview mirror, "Aston District The boss of the biggest gang Crocodile Gang is dead, Crocodile Gang is divided into several factions competing for the status of each other, and big gangs in other districts also want to get involved. It has been in chaos for more than half a month, and it is expected that there will be more chaos. This is the case with Aston District."
"Oh," He Ao nodded, watching the scene outside the window fly away, "I don't know about that."
After walking some distance, the taxi stopped at a red light.
This time, the windows turned into busy vehicles carrying building materials and construction teams working outside the building.
The taxi driver was also looking out the window and lighting a cigarette.
"Are you repairing something?"
He Ao saw that he was eager to talk and asked casually.
"School," the red light turned to green, and the driver started the vehicle, "some big shots from Crown District came here not long ago, saying that they were going to build a school here specifically for street children, saying that these children would change the future of Aston District.
Bullshit, these Old Master people have only ever done surface engineering. When I first heard them talking about changing Aston District, I was still breastfeeding in my mother's arms. Now my grandson has started breastfeeding. "
He pointed out the window, "Listen to the crackling gunshots. Have they changed? What have they changed?"
He held his cigarette in his mouth and spat, "Old Master We live in a city view villa on the hundreds of floors. How can we hear the gunshots here?"
He Ao didn't speak, but looked out the window quietly.
In a simple Homeless Man shack, gang members shot each other on the street, hiding in the shack and staring ignorantly at the dirty children outside.
He Ao reminds Rockville Private High School of those children who sat under the podium and listened to the mayor's speech, full of confidence and hope.
Same city, different fate.
"Arrived."
As the driver stepped on the brakes, the taxi gradually came to a stop.
He Ao got out of the taxi and looked at the magnificent building in front of him.
White Rabbit Dance Hall is on the 78th floor of this building.
He Ao walked into the building, entered the elevator and pressed the button for the seventy-eighth floor.
When the elevator door opened again, a huge neon light was reflected in He Ao's pupils.
White Rabbit Dance Hall.
An unpretentious name.
The three floors from 78th to 80th floor of this building have been opened up to serve as a ballroom area.
There is not only White Rabbit Dance Hall in this area, but also other small dance halls. Bern often frequents these small dance halls.
But White Rabbit Dance Hall is the largest dance hall in this area and has the loudest sign.