They followed the team, ordered the meals here, and sat quietly next to Mai Fan, waiting to eat together.
If the people at this big table are united in their opinions, the food will be served very quickly.
Especially when dozens of identical dishes are served together, the flavors basically overlap.
After the plates were stacked, Mai Fan picked up the fork at hand.
This was the first time he saw the meatballs here, and they were quite different from the lion heads he had eaten before.
The meatballs here look more like burger meat.
Many pieces of meat are mixed together and fried.
There is a thin layer of soup mixed on the outside, and when you cut it with a knife and fork, the meat is tough and does not fall apart at all.
When eating, dip the cross-section of the meat into some soup... stuff it into your mouth...
Hmm... that's how it's eaten... Mai Fan took the meat off the fork like this.
The piece of meat fell into his mouth.
Don't tell me...this really... tastes great.
You can actually eat such delicious food in a restaurant like a street shop or food stall... No wonder the business here is not so good.
Probably Mai Fan's expression was too happy.
The fox orc who came over with the plate looked at him seriously.
The diners are very satisfied with the food in his store, and as a waiter here, he is also very proud.
The fox orc who put down the plate continued: "Look, what I recommended is correct, right?"
"This is made from various parts of the rabbit's body, mixed together."
“Our sauce is an ancestral recipe passed down from the owner’s family, and has been made since my grandmother’s generation.”
"Although our shop is simple...but the customers are all regular customers from the Dark City."
Mai Fan raised his head and was about to give a few compliments when suddenly, there was a burst of noise from the door facing the street.
The guests in the restaurant no longer cared about eating. They all raised their heads and looked outside the restaurant.
On the street outside, two groups of people were confronting each other.
The one with sparks spraying out of his nostrils is the red devil.
Although there is only one character difference between devil and devilman.
But it's not essentially the same species.
Devilman was born in an extremely hot magma land. Because of his bad personality, he is called a devil-like person.
They were very satisfied with this name. Over time, the name was adopted by this ethnic group and became a formal symbol.
Judging from the appearance, they are more like the personification of fire elves.
Fiery red skin, fiery red hair.
A temperature as hot as a flame, and a temper as violent as a volcano.
If this ethnic group had a conflict with others in the Dark City, it wouldn't be something incomprehensible, right?
So why is everyone so shocked?
Mai Fan followed the red-skinned man's gaze and understood the reason for everyone's shock.
Because those who are in conflict with the devils are the few top ethnic groups in the dark system.
The top here does not refer to strength.
After all, there are so many hidden ethnic groups on such a vast land. It is basically a joke to say that a certain ethnic group dominates.
There is only one reason why everyone is shocked, and that is the beauty of this ethnic group.
Yes, the person who was arguing with these demons was none other than the top beauties of the dark system, the night elves.
People say that the elves are uniquely blessed and are a God-given race.
They were born by bathing in the essence of heaven and earth, so they are called elves.
But if you put these words to any ethnic group in the dark system, they will sneer at it.
What kind of beauty is the empty beauty of the elves?
If we talk about true beauty, it must be the night elves.
As a group that devotes itself to darkness and believes in darkness, they themselves are split from the light elves.
But it is precisely because of this split that the night elves, who have deviated from their originalism, have an inexplicable rebellious and evil flavor.
This kind of temperament gives the night elves double points.
Therefore, in a dark public city, if they encounter night elves, even the least enlightened group will stop and take a second look.
Some ethnic groups who are greedy for beauties are afraid of disturbing the beauties even if they speak louder, let alone arguing with the night elves.
Now these people can actually fight with the night elves.
Why don't people shout, "Warrior?"
"So what happened?"
"You burned me, I need to apologize!"
"Hahaha! You're so skinny and tender, why do you think you're in the dark city..."
A group of red demons surrounded the lonely night elf. The former was teasing unscrupulously, while the latter showed no fear.
"Is this night elf brave enough?"
With so many people surrounding him, how could he escape?
The little fox on the side sneered: "Humph, just look down, we still don't know who the unlucky one is!"
Now, Mai Fan's interest was really piqued.
As expected, the provocative attitude of the night elves aroused the devil's temper.
As soon as they arrived in the Dark City, they wanted to find a place to stay. Who would have thought that they could walk smoothly on the street, but this night elf bumped into them on their own.
Instead of apologizing for bumping into him, he slapped him in the face.
Hey? Do you think that their devilish temperaments are too good... just because they are good-looking, they want to be supported by everyone?
You can't get used to this bad habit, so let them teach this man who commits crimes with his face how to behave in daily life.
Then the ill-tempered devils took the opportunity to attack, but in fact there was a deeper hidden malice in their hearts.
If no one takes care of it...then this beautiful boy will not be kind today.
And how could a night elf fighting alone be the opponent of a group of demons?
When we got to a place with few people... didn't this boy let them flatten and round him?
It is precisely because of these various considerations that they dare to be so ostentatious.
It is precisely because of the 'reputation' of their ethnic group to the outside world.
In this situation, no one really dares to come up and help this kid who is surrounded in the middle.
Mai Fan and the others watched enthusiastically, but no one said they wanted to come out to help.
Please, this is the dark area, not the light area where the Holy Mother is worshiped over there.
In the dark area, situations like this were happening in front of them every moment.
It was just a few quarrels, nothing more common.
Maybe in another corner, a genocide is going on.
After seeing clearly what was happening outside the restaurant, the diners lowered their heads again.
There is nothing more important than eating. When you are full, you have a lot to do.
