Reward the anchor and become stronger

Chapter 154

After seeing the notice posted by Yang Xiao, Umekawa Neiku and his party jumped up and down.

People and dogs in this book are not allowed to enter?
Posting this notice in front of them is no longer as simple as ridicule and humiliation. It is a slap in the face, and it is a provocation!
It really doesn't make sense.
The veins on Umegawa Neiko's forehead and neck suddenly swelled like spider webs. He whispered a few words to the sumo bodyguard beside him.

The sumo bodyguard was not tall, but he was broad and he walked like a moving wall.

Yang Xiao recruited some security guards yesterday. They were the coaches of Tianlong Sanda Martial Arts. At this time, he stepped forward to stop him, but it was useless. He bounced away with a light push. It's not an order of magnitude!

This humanoid meatball walked all the way, unstoppable with a crushing posture.

Walking up to the notice board, he reached out and was about to tear off the notice that said that Chinese and dogs were not allowed to enter. At this time, a big black hand like a cattail fan grabbed him firmly like iron tongs.

It's Black.

Immediately, the two opponents, who were evenly matched, began to compete secretly.

In terms of weight, shape, and center of gravity, Xiao Hei is inferior.

But in terms of height, muscle and strength, Xiao Hei has the upper hand.

Players Xiangpu are very fat, relying on the center of gravity, body shape and defense. Of course, strength should not be underestimated, after all, the weight is there.

And Xiao Hei, a pure big-muscle bully, has a strong hand and moves like the wind, relying on both strength and skill.

Xiao Hei has practiced, not that kind of dead muscle.

And sumo bodyguards are not just plow-shaped meatballs, they have the demeanor of a professional athlete.

So when the two of them competed, sparks and lightning were created, full of gunpowder.

There is a posture of not giving up regardless of the outcome.

The sumo bodyguard wanted to break free from Xiao Hei's grasp, but Xiao Hei seemed to be welded and refused to let go.Both of their faces were flushed from holding back, and big beads of sweat fell down, but they were in a stalemate for a while.

Seeing this, the Hua people present naturally cheered for Xiao Hei.

But all the Benzi people in Meichuan Neiku, including the Erjiizi translator, frowned and were quite angry.

"You Chinese people are really useless people. No one is the opponent of my sumo king. Sending a black man to compete is shameless!"

After Umekawa Neku muttered, the translator conveyed it truthfully.

Hearing this, Yang Xiao smiled: "There is an old saying in our country of Hua: How can you use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken! It means, you guys who are small bookish people are also worthy of the real men of my country?"

"You don't deserve it!"

After the translation, Mei Chuan Neiku said a few words to another sumo bodyguard with a gloomy face.

The bodyguard let out a hi, and stepped forward to help.

Compared with the previous sumo bodyguard, this sumo bodyguard is taller, fatter, and burlier. When he walks, it seems that the floor is shaking.

Properly large meatballs.

Even though he was wearing custom-made clothes, he could still clearly see the flakes of fat shaking under his clothes.

It's scary just thinking about it!

Immediately, all the Hua people present couldn't help swallowing, feeling a little tricky.

As the saying goes, one force will drop ten meetings!

In the face of absolute power, although there are many people in Huaguo, even if they swarmed up, they might not be the opponent of the big meatball. It is probably like slapping a kindergarten child.

All have to lie down.

So everyone couldn't help but secretly worried about Yang Xiao's side.

But in the next second, they breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw a white iron tower coming out of the restaurant, directly blocking the large meatball, taller, taller, and more imposing than anything else.

It was Xiaobai.

Diners who have seen Xiaoheixiaobai couldn't help shouting: "Black double evil!"

Xiaobai blocked the way of the big meatball, raised his chin, full of provocation.

The large meatball glanced back, apparently waiting for Meichuan Neiku to give orders.

Two lumps of meatballs, two iron towers.

They compete secretly with each other.

The atmosphere at the scene was suddenly tense, and there was a tendency to explode.

People in this country are very nervous.

If the black and white evil spirits did not appear, no matter how many Chinese people there were, they would not be afraid at all.

But now the situation is reversed, and the biggest reliance is being controlled. If you really want to do it, there are so many Chinese people present, they can tear them apart.

After all, we are all ordinary people, the law is very simple.

Two fists are invincible to four hands!
As the biggest leader of the Benziguo group, at this moment, Meichuan Neiku was a little embarrassed and unable to step down, neither advancing nor retreating, very annoyed.

As for Yang Xiao, he is now a spectator with his hands behind his back.

Xiao Hei Xiao Bai is a foreigner.

Chinese people are also foreigners.

If two groups of foreigners clash, what does it have to do with us Chinese people?
Then hit it.

good fight
The endless kind.

Well, let's just move a small bench, put a plate of melon seeds on it, and then cut a watermelon, so we can treat it like a melon-eating crowd?You said Xiaohei Xiaobai belonged to me?

Comrade policemen, I really don’t know them well!

Just check.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, Umegawa Neko called out and called back the two sumo bodyguards.

Those who know the practice are Junjie!

After weighing it, he compromised.

After all, his main purpose of coming here is not to compete and conflict.

Barely forcing out a smile that was uglier than crying, Umekawa Neku crossed the crowd, walked up to Yang Xiao, took the initiative to extend his hand, and said in broken Chinese: "Hello, my name is Umekawa Neku."

Yang Xiao curled his lips.

People in this country are like this. If you are weak, he will bite you. If you are a little tougher, he will immediately greet you with a smile, like a dog.

A typical fear of power and fear of morality.

"If you don't wear underwear, hurry to put it on or that sentence, no matter what your purpose is, I don't welcome you here."

After speaking, Yang Xiao turned around and left.

Leaving Mei Chuan Neiku with an embarrassed face and a dilemma, and a group of native Chinese.As for the translator of the second ghost, his face at the moment is uglier than constipation.

Seeing that Yang Xiao didn't give a little face and left all the Chinese people aside to eat, the crowd cheered loudly.

"get out!"

"Did you hear that, you are not welcome here."

"The boss is so domineering!"

"Good job, really cheering up!"

"Well, I have to come to this store in the future. As I said, Jesus can't stop me."

After a burst of cheers, the crowd dispersed.

Leaving behind a group of fellow countrymen looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Mr. Umekawa, what should I do?"

At this moment, the interpreter asked cautiously.

Meichuan Neiku snorted coldly, raised his hand and slapped him, venting all his anger on him: "Baga! What else can I do? Wait! Wait until he is willing to see me."

Everyone took orders, stood at attention, and said together, "Hi!"

……

After returning to the kitchen, Yang Xiao continued to cook.

After a while, the old professor and his granddaughter came, as did the crackdown lawyer, all salivating and looking forward to it.

After cooking the meals for the ten dining places, Yang Xiao greeted them for a while, and then cooked for them.

The portion is generous.

tube full.

Although they are all homemade dishes, with the blessing of god-level cooking skills, they are naturally extraordinary and amaze everyone.

Soon, dinner will be served.

The employees eat together.

This is the moment that all the restaurant staff look forward to the most every day.

none of them!

(End of this chapter)