Chapter 269 Eating Noodles
It must be beef noodles, because the boy is now putting noodles into his mouth. What is he eating? He is still eating noodles?
Almost everyone stared blankly at Ye Lang, who was eating a bowl of noodles in such an unpresentable manner...
It was because of this action that people could no longer associate Ye Lang with a young nobleman, and only saw him as a boy next door. This also added a sense of intimacy and made it easier for people to get close to him.
"Don't fight with me, I still want to eat noodles." Ye Lang finished a mouthful of noodles, looked at everyone, then turned around, holding the bowl of beef noodles, and walked back to the beef noodle stall.
"Boss, give me another bowl of beef noodles."
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Those who knew Ye Lang felt powerless, while those who didn't know Ye Lang felt a little puzzled. They didn't know what this young man did, but the girl next to him was so beautiful.
The team leader noticed this and stared at Xiao Rui, wanting to harm her, while at the same time thinking about how he should deal with Ye Lang.
At this moment, the majority of people wanted to find out the identities of Ye Lang and the other person. After they realized what was going on, they wanted to ask who Ye Lang was.
However, at this moment, someone had already revealed the answer to the mystery, a somewhat surprising answer. "Boss, he, he is the son of the refugee," shouted a member of the Knights who had seen Ye Lang.
"What?"
The whole city exclaimed in shock. No one seemed to have expected Ye Lang to enter in such a manner. According to their thinking, Ye Lang should be a man of high status, a noble young man. How could he walk around the streets with a bowl of noodles? And eating noodles in public? This was not at all decent.
If Ye Lang knew what these people were thinking, he would definitely say—
What? Image? I don't have an image to begin with. Besides, I'm starving, so what kind of image do I need? "That noodle-eating kid, stop right there!" The captain was stunned for a moment before immediately shouting. At the same time, the crowd in the straight line between Ye Lang and the captain had already retreated.
They don't want to be implicated
"???" Ye Lang bit his noodles and looked at the captain, his eyes revealing the question, "Are you calling me?"
Although he was calling you, Captain, secretly, he did not make any sound. He was waiting for Ye Lang to come over. With his personality, he wanted others to come to him to talk, and he also felt that others should come to him.
"Chi..."
Ye Lang sucked in the noodles, took a few bites, swallowed them, then continued eating and turned around to continue walking towards the noodle stall.
It shouldn't be me, if it is me, why don't you speak? This is what Ye Lang thought.
"Stop, I'm talking to you." The team leader was stunned for a long time again. This time he felt ashamed. He was ignored twice. This was a naked disregard.
"Are you calling me?" Ye Lang asked after finishing the noodles in his mouth, and then continued eating. It made people feel that he said this in the midst of his busy schedule, which made the team leader feel even more embarrassed.
"Of course I'm calling you. Did you instruct these untouchables to beat my brother-in-law to death?" the captain asked coldly.
"No, I didn't order the untouchables around. I was ordering a group of civilians. So, you got the wrong person." Ye Lang replied blankly and continued eating noodles.
"Are you pretending to be confused?" the leader said coldly.
"No, I'm really confused. My sister calls me a little confused." Ye Lang replied blankly, and then shouted inside, "Boss, you're done. Another bowl with an egg!"
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Do you want to include yourself in this? You are such a fool. "You eat too much. This is already your third bowl," the noodle stall owner turned around, took out a bowl of prepared noodles, and said.
“…”
Three bowls
Normally, Ye Lang doesn't eat so much. He is not Zhen Xiaoyan. It is obvious that he is starving. If Zhen Xiaoyan saw Ye Lang like this, I wonder how heartbroken she would be.
Speaking of which, the owner of this noodle stall is quite peculiar. Even though the area is so bustling, he never goes out to watch the fun. He just focuses on making his own noodles.
"Your noodles are delicious, even better than the fat woman's. However, your other dishes can't compare to hers." Ye Lang said, and then continued to eat noodles.
As the saying goes, everyone has their own expertise. People who specialize in making noodles may make noodles that are not inferior to those made by top chefs. "If you like it, eat more. I have plenty left," said the noodle stall owner. He didn't mind Ye Lang's next words, and at the same time, he didn't feel proud of being praised.
"I can't eat anymore. I can only finish this bowl. But please cook a little more. I'll treat them all to a bowl, and I'll also pack up a few bowls to take away... Huh, chi chi..." Ye Lang started eating noodles again.
"Fuck, are you done yet? Stop eating!" The captain's veins were exposed and he was furious at Ye Lang. He felt that he had been completely despised.
"I'm not done yet. I won't eat after I finish this bowl." Ye Lang replied while eating noodles.
“…”
Now, almost everyone in the town was here, watching Ye Lang eating noodles. Seeing him eat with such relish, they also felt a little hungry. They were all thinking that after this matter was over, they would definitely come here to eat noodles. Ye Lang had inadvertently brought endless luck to people. After that, the noodle stall business had been very popular, and the boss had made a lot of money.
"I'll eat as much as I can after you die," the leader snorted coldly. He was on the verge of exploding.
"You are such an idiot. How can I eat it if I'm dead?" Ye Lang was still eating noodles and pointed out the captain's grammatical error.
You still have the mood to point out other people's grammatical errors. What he meant by this is that he wants to kill you, and you are still provoking him. "I want to kill you," the team leader exploded. He did not care about anything else and rushed towards Ye Lang with a strong fighting spirit. Wherever he went, the city generated a strong airflow, making the road in the middle wider.
At the same time, everyone also saw that with every step the captain took, the city left a deep footprint under his feet. This posture, this raging battle, this...
All this seemed to indicate that he should be a ground-level warrior, a rare master who could be very successful for a while even in the outside world. In this small town, he could certainly act recklessly.
Of course, this is the lowest level among the earth-level masters, and it seems that he has just entered this level. If Seventh Brother comes, he should be able to win. Although Seventh Brother is still hesitating at the door of Earth-level masters, I believe Seventh Brother can win.
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