Mo Qiuran didn't know that the most powerful "ghost" in Japan was ready to attack him at this time, but even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care. No matter who comes, he will at least be 50-50 open. He had the awareness to become the center of the storm before Japan, otherwise he would not have asked Tang Zi to help him complete the registration and take on the mission at the beginning.
At this time, they are waiting for the ramen stall owner to make ramen. It seems that the ramen stall owner is still a very particular person, because his ramen is not the kind of industrial semi-finished products that are directly fished out of the water, but after confirming that Mo Qiuran and others After what you want to eat, take out the fermented and kept-warm dough from a box on the trolley, start to stretch it, and then put it into the pot one by one.
Yuan Zhisheng looked at the old and powerful hands of the ramen stall owner, and felt a little dazed for a moment. It was just such a pair of hands pulling out the dough that had just blocked the attack of the "Amaterasu" of the Sheqi Eight Family, and with a single An ordinary iron rod, with almost crushing skills, strength, and speed?
This old man, who is he?
Such doubts inevitably arise in Yuan Zhisheng's mind.
Then someone asked this question... Of course it was Mo Qiuran. He could hardly stop when he opened his mouth. God knows how he could say so many words without getting dry and his throat not hurting... Anyway, While the ramen stall owner was making noodles, he kept asking questions.
To the ramen stall owner, he was like a noisy fly, but next to the fly there was Eri Yi who was also listening to these words with interest and watching the ramen stall owner's actions with great interest, so The owner of the ramen stall didn't know why he couldn't get angry. He felt that he should have a sympathy for this beautiful little girl, and the accompanying feelings of love and care from the elders to the younger ones, although he didn't know this. Where did this inexplicable feeling come from, but it was an obvious fact that he couldn't get angry in front of this little girl.
He even pulled the noodles in a show-off manner, and when he saw the exclamation-like expression on Eriki's face, he felt even more satisfied and even felt proud.
"So the boss must have had a very prominent status before, right?" Mo Qiuran asked.
"No, no!" the boss said to Mo Qiuran angrily.
"But boss, you are obviously very powerful, especially if this guy goes there soon!" Mo Qiuran pointed at Yuan Zhisheng, who was looking here in a daze.
"Yes, boss, why don't you just say it, so that we can help you think of a solution!" Fingel agreed. Mo Qiuran noticed that he secretly lifted his belt when he said this, obviously because he felt that This must be big news, so he has already turned on his [paparazzi shooting equipment], which is the legendary special pinhole camera!
Mo Qiuran could even think of the title of the post Fingel was going to post on the post bar - [Shocked, the owner of the street ramen stall is actually legendary...].
After all, this kind of title is simple, crude, direct, and has proven successful time and time again.
"As a young master, I will definitely recruit such a strong person." Chu Zihang also followed up, "After all, if you recruit a strong person, you can reduce a lot of losses."
"You're right, he's not short of money anyway!" Mo Qiuran nodded and praised Chu Zihang's key last hit. This was Chu Zihang's second time today. It seems that he may have a direction in the future [usually unknown] But at the critical moment, it is developing in a shocking direction, so to speak, it is also very good news!
"..." Yuan Zhisheng was instantly confused by this "combination of justice". The key point was that he found that he had no way to refute, because everything Mo Qiuran and the others said was reasonable, and he really Going to do that!
Sakura next to him was a little helpless. As Yuan Zhisheng's secretary, what she should do at this time was to help Yuan Zhisheng get out of trouble. However, now she couldn't find a point to refute. This method of telling lies with her eyes open was useless here. If you use it regularly, it will be a bit of a loss.
"Young Master?" The boss paused upon hearing this, looked Yuan Zhisheng up and down, frowned and said, "That's it?"
There was a hint of dissatisfaction and contempt in his words.
"Do you have any opinions?" Sakura couldn't bear it anymore and stood up angrily.
"I just think he's too immature, haha..." The ramen stall owner sneered twice, looked at Sakura, and joked, "Are you his girlfriend? Are you so anxious?"
"...I am the young master's assistant, Sakura Yabuki!" Sakura blushed slightly after hearing this, but she still said in a sharp tone, "Although you are very powerful, the dignity of the young master cannot be desecrated!"
"Sakura, sit down." Yuan Zhisheng said.
"...Yes!" Yuan Zhisheng had already spoken, and naturally it was impossible for Sakura to violate it, so she responded and sat down on the bench, while Yuan Zhisheng stood up and walked towards the ramen stall owner who was still moving.
"If you want to fight again, just wait until I finish making these noodles, little devil." The ramen stall owner said without even looking at him.
"Your Excellency is here anonymously. I believe you have a reason. If you don't want to disclose it, I won't pursue it."
In full view of everyone, Yuan Zhisheng bowed and said, "I apologize for my previous rudeness. I'm sorry."
The atmosphere suddenly solidified. Obviously, no one expected Yuan Zhisheng to come, not even Mo Qiuran. Before that, he had always thought that Yuan Zhisheng was a proud man with a sense of justice in his heart, but he was in the gang. When it comes to doing things, it can be seen that he is not interested in these things but he can only continue to do them. He seems to be full of contradictions all over his body, but pride is for sure. If he is in a high position, young and has sufficient strength, he will not be proud anymore. , then he is not a human being, but he is such a proud person, the young master of the Sheqi Eighth Family, Amaterasu Mikoto, bowed his head and apologized in front of this ordinary-looking ramen stall owner.
"Heh, it's interesting." The boss paused and then continued to start ramen, "Okay, I did it when I was young and frivolous... But there will never be a shortage of people stronger than you in this world... I won't say anything. Now! If you want some noodles, go back and sit down!"
"Did you hear that? Go back and sit down quickly!" Mo Qiuran agreed.
"And you! Boy, come over and sit down. Stop asking weird questions here!" said the ramen stall owner.
"Oh, Eliyi, let's go!" Mo Qiuran nodded.
"Wait! Forget it, you should continue watching..." The ramen stall owner said helplessly, "Shut your mouth!"
"I will!" Mo Qiuran's face was serious.
It's a pity that it's obviously a lie, even Eri doesn't believe it!
…
The owner of the ramen stall obviously had a reason for insisting on manual operation. Sometimes what people pull out is more chewy than the industrial products produced by machines. After Mo Qiuran and others had a hearty meal, they chatted with the ramen stall owner for a while. He left quickly. After all, I didn't come here specifically to eat this bowl of noodles tonight. There were other places to go.
After they left, the owner of the ramen stall was cleaning up the dishes alone. He was in a daze for a moment. In fact, he chose the stall here not because of the large flow of people and the money, but because it is right next to Dongda University, and most of the time he comes there. The people eating noodles here are all young boys and girls. As an old man, when the ramen stall owner looks at them, he seems to feel much younger.
But there has never been a time like this. When he saw Eriki and others, the ramen stall owner felt that his heart seemed to be touched. For a moment, an idea came to his mind, thinking that if he had children, He should also look so handsome or beautiful, right? After all, you have to inherit your past good looks!
But how is this possible? But it's just an illusion, the ramen stall owner thought.
Because he knows that he has no children, he cannot have them, and the emperor's bloodline is a mistake. "God" has given the eight Sheqi families powerful authority, and also given the accompanying curse to the eight Sheqi families. Such evil things are not inherently evil. It should exist in the world!
So, let yourself die as the last "Emperor"... The ramen stall owner thought silently.
As for that brat... The owner of the ramen stall wants to have a childish origin. Does the Yuan family... actually have descendants?
Or is it fabricated?
With the urine of the Sheqi Bajia, they can do such a thing... The ramen stall owner thought to himself.
So...what about the Uesugi family? Anyone else?
The ramen stall owner subconsciously thought about this problem. After a moment of daze, he came back to his senses and smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.
Time has been too long. He has been anonymous for a long time and deliberately tried not to think about those related things, but some memories cannot be forgotten.
Because of his name, who he once was.
The last generation of Shadow King - Uesugi Koshi!
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Eriyi had a great time.
But you can't just play all night for the first time. In the end, Sakura came to play the role of the "bad guy". She reminded her that because it was her first time, Eriki had to go back to check her health. Well, there is still time tomorrow anyway. If it is confirmed that such contact with the outside world will not have a big impact on Eriyi's physical condition, Eriyi will be able to come out more conveniently.
It was reasonable, so despite the reluctance to leave Eriki, she was eventually brought back to Genji Heavy Industries, while Mo Qiuren and others separated from Eriki at Genji Heavy Industries, and then returned to the hotel.
"I suddenly got a younger sister during this business trip... What an unexpected surprise!"
After returning to the hotel room, Mo Qiuran put the piece of paper in the notebook in the room and folded it up. It was written by Eliyi to him before leaving, a simple sentence "See you tomorrow".
But this was the girl's biggest wish. Mo Qiuran felt that if he didn't go to see Eri tomorrow, he might be struck by lightning.
After putting down their things, the three of them gathered in the living room in tacit understanding, completed some inspections again, and turned on the shielding device.
"Okay, this summary meeting begins now!" Mo Qiuran announced, "Let's summarize what happened today!"
"Before that, junior fellow student, what happened to your speech spirit?" Fingel looked as if he was about to pounce on him, with obvious desire on his face, as if someone who had been hungry for ten days and a half suddenly suddenly Seeing a fragrant roast chicken, he had wanted to ask this question before Mo Qiuran showed his prowess, but he had been holding it back until now when he had the chance, "Can you tell me? Can you post it on the forum? This question If we run it well, we can make a fortune in one fell swoop!"
"I have heard you say this many times, senior. Unfortunately, the biggest sum of money I have received now is a reward for my own order," Mo Qiuran complained, "Senior, why are you so excited? I was Don’t you know that you can use extreme speed?”
"I know that I know, but the problem is that I don't know what's going on!" Fingel lamented.
"You're leaving it here and here!"
"I mean, I didn't expect you to be so fast!" Fingel explained, and then asked impatiently, "Who is faster, you or the principal?"
"I'm fast, is there anything strange?" Mo Qiuran asked.
Fingel: "!!!"
"Junior, your tone makes me feel like I saw a person who won the first place in the world and then dismissed him. Do you know that you will attract hatred and be beaten easily?" Fingel said. explain.
"I know, I know, but no one can beat me anyway, right?" Mo Qiuran picked up a peach and chewed it, "Let's talk about other things... By the way, this news about my abilities Can’t post!”
Mo Qiuran ignored Fingel's mournful expression after hearing this sentence and continued: "First of all, the Japanese branch, that Tachibana Masamune, I don't think he is a good person."
"Of course someone who can be the boss of a gang is not a good person, my junior..." Fingel answered automatically.
After all, only he can do this job. Chu Zihang is automatically muted at this time. If one day he talks more, it will probably be as scary as Mo Qiuran not talking.
"I don't mean the bad one, but the kind... not a good person anyway!" Mo Qiuran waved his hand, "It doesn't feel good to me. That Yuan Zhisheng is not bad, but surprisingly he is a bit of a bad person. a feeling of."
"That's true," Fingel nodded, and then smiled obscenely, "What about the girl named Eriki?"
"It's just three things. If it happens again, senior, our deal will be over." Mo Qiuran glanced at him coldly and repeated word for word, "I only treat her as a younger sister, the kind of brother who takes care of her." Do you understand my sister’s emotions and feelings? Such a pure and pitiful child makes it impossible to think about it at all! Besides, I have a girlfriend! Senior, if you are not afraid that one day you will disappear without even a scum left. If so, you’d better be careful.”
"Junior, who is your girlfriend?" Seeing Mo Qiuran speaking so seriously, Fingel scratched his head and couldn't help but ask.
"It hasn't been confirmed yet, but it must be her!" Mo Qiuran looked bright.
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