Chapter 25
The waiter's eyes lit up when he saw the light green crystal. This was a level two alien beast core that was close to the evolutionary stage. The nuclear energy contained in it could supply electricity to the entire restaurant for three months.
When he involuntarily reached out to touch it, Liu Xia took the core back in advance.
He quickly smiled and said, "Our customers' needs are our pursuit. We understand that you want to see if the ingredients are genuine. I will ask Chef Gao to make it for you on the spot. There is no additional charge for the purified water. It will be given as a welcome gift from our shop."
The waiter happily took the menu and left, and even the way he addressed us became more respectful.
In this world, there are very few people who can kill mutant beasts independently, and almost all operations are carried out in teams.
Someone like Liu Xia is so generous that he takes out the mutant core to buy a special meal without blinking an eye. There must be some big force behind him to support him. Naturally, a restaurant in a garbage area like theirs has to serve him with caution.
A purple figure sat opposite Liu Xia, his slightly long short hair half covering his eyes, hiding most of his emotions: "If I were you, I wouldn't eat that thing."
"It's you, Xuan?" Liu Xia recognized the man opposite her at the first moment, the man who killed the mutant ant queen with her.
Song Xuan had already changed into a brand new purple protective suit, with a dark green anti-radiation windshield cloth wrapped around his neck. Two guns were hung on the gun belt at his waist. It was obvious that he had replenished his supplies.
A hint of joy appeared in Song Xuan's eyes, but he was choked back by Liu Xia's next words just as he was about to speak.
"Who the hell are you and how did you know I was here to get the gun back?"
"You haven't introduced yourself yet, Song Xuan." Song Xuan brushed his hair aside, his delicate face expressionless. "I have no ill will towards you. I'll give you the gun."
Liu Xia didn't answer him. Instead, he pulled the gun out of his waistband and placed it in front of Song Xuan. "Liu Xia, I didn't have time to thank you last time. If you need any help in the future, I can help you once without compromising my moral integrity."
Song Xuan looked at the gun on the table, then at Liu Xia. He stood up angrily and said, "I won't take back what I've given away."
Song Xuan, who was about to turn around and leave, suddenly stopped and looked at Liu Xia again, with the same smile he had when they first met, "You really don't recognize me?"
Liu Xia was stunned. She was really confused by his words and asked hesitantly, "Have we met before?"
Song Xuan frowned after hearing this, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared, replaced by some complicated emotions. He then walked towards the stairs without looking back, and before leaving, he said, "I suggest you don't eat the special meal of this restaurant."
Liu Xia put the pistol back on her waist, somewhat confused as to why Song Xuan was acting so strangely. She remained wary of this man who was suspected to be from Leviathan.
He Tianlin said that it was a force that advocated the use of mechanical prosthetics to transform bodies. A man with such a handsome face actually had a metal arm. One could imagine how many people in this force advocated mechanical prosthetics.
Then again, did they really know each other before?
Or is it that Song Xuan knew the original owner of this body?
"Dear guest." The waiter's arrival interrupted Liu Xia's thoughts, "I brought Chef Gao to prepare today's special set meal for you."
When Liu Xia came to her senses, she saw that the chef surnamed Gao had stuffed his messy hair into his white chef's hat. It must have been difficult for him to fit his big head in so tightly.
This time, Chef Gao carried a white cloth bag on his shoulder and walked up to Liu Xia with his back hunched. Old Tang, who was delivering the goods, followed behind him with a flattering smile on his face. "Sir, this is today's ingredient: fresh hyena cubs."
After saying that, Chef Gao placed the cloth bag on the table in front of Liu Xia and opened the bag to show it to Liu Xia.
Inside the cloth bag, a human baby was curled up at the bottom, his face pale and his eyes closed, with blood trickling out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. It was obvious that he had been thrown to death inside the bag.
Old Tang couldn't tell from Liu Xia's face what was going on. He was afraid that the customer might be unhappy with Chef Gao's inconsiderate payment, so he quickly explained, "This cub just died. If you don't believe me, you can touch it; it's still warm."
Chef Gao also hurriedly said, "Don't worry, sir. You can trust the reputation of our gourmet restaurant. Look at this cub. It's clean and must have a very low radiation content. I'll take it back to the kitchen and process it before serving it to you. You can grill it, shabu-shabu it, or steam it or braise it!"
"Garbage." Liu Xia looked at the two of them quietly and said in a gentle tone as if he was talking to two lambs.
Chef Gao didn't hear clearly for a moment, so he leaned forward to ask, "Sir, what did you just say? I didn't..."
The hoarse voice sounded like nails scratching on a blackboard, producing an unbearable sour tone.
Before Chef Gao could finish his words, he heard a loud "bang!" and then his vision went black and he completely lost consciousness.
Liu Xia picked up the white cloth bag and placed it on the seat beside him, then overturned the table in front of him. The loud noise echoed on the second floor of the restaurant, attracting the attention of many diners who were having dinner.
The diners saw that Chef Gao's head had been completely blown off by a high-explosive bullet, and blood was spurting out of the flames, as bright as a red fountain of flame. The inertia of the bullet pushed his broken body to the edge of the box and got caught on the iron sheet.
"Fuck!" Lao Tang had his face sprayed with blood, but he still instantly pulled out the homemade hunting rifle from his waist and shot Liu Xia. After all, he was a hunter who roamed around the garbage dump all year round to deal with various threats. His reaction was much faster than that of a chef like Chef Gao who was in the kitchen every day.
Liu Xia raised his foot to block the table in front of him, and the bullets left a dense string of holes on the iron plate.
The waiter, as if he had seen this before, squatted down and crawled away from the private room, shouting from a distance, "How dare you act wildly in our Tao restaurant? Do you know who our boss is? Ji Tao from District 6!"
At this time, more than a dozen waiters rushed out from various corners of the second floor of the restaurant. The menus and plates in their hands had been replaced with various weapons, some holding guns and some holding knives, and they rushed up aggressively.
Seeing the help, Lao Tang became more courageous. He kicked the iron table with his mechanical leg, and the huge force directly kicked the car hood-converted table into a deep crater. He shouted angrily, "You little bitch, you're looking for death. How dare you ruin my business!"
Seeing that everyone in the restaurant's attention was drawn to her, Liu Xia became even more excited. What she wanted at this moment was enough chaos.
He Tianlin had already sneaked in from downstairs at this time and took the opportunity to enter the area on the third floor that had been guarded. This was their plan.
The third floor is the office area of the restaurant owner Ji Tao, and only Ji Tao can enter.
Seeing that Liu Xia didn't fight back, Lao Tang assumed that the enemy was afraid because of the lack of firepower. He put on an arrogant smile, but because his mechanical legs were embedded in the iron plate, it was difficult to escape. He had no choice but to pick up his weapon and charge at Liu Xia again: "I think your flesh is quite good, and it looks like it can be sold at a good price. It would be a pity to destroy it. If you just surrender, I will spare your life."
Liu Xia smiled at him, put the gun in his hand back into his waist, and decided to pamper him: "Then should I thank you?"
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