A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 103 97. A bowl of ramen (please recommend)
By the time Yuan Zhisheng arrived at the scene, the battle had already ended.

He saw the man standing in front of the Ferris wheel.

Except for the Ferris wheel, the entire amusement park is still intact, and other places are in a mess.

The tourists trapped in the Ferris wheel were shivering in the cabin, and no one dared to leave here.

The man in front of him was bathed in blood like a Shura, and the flames in his golden pupils seemed to melt the whole world.

He was standing on the hatch of one of the ferris wheels, which was empty.

"Have you brought a lighter?"

The man noticed Yuan Zhisheng who rushed to the scene, took out a pack of Huazi from his pocket, and took out one as a signal.

"Xuanhao-jun, you have gone too far."

Yuan Zhisheng calmly directed the Japanese branch commissioners present to deal with the aftermath.

These tourists can only be "invited" to go back and guard them. It is a big project to brainwash them all.

"I'm asking you, do you have a lighter?"

Xuan Hao frowned.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't seem to want to give him a lighter.

"I have already submitted an application to the headquarters. Now, as the head of the executive bureau of the Japanese branch, I officially issue a repatriation order to you. I hope you can cooperate with my work, Mr. Xuanhao."

Yuan Zhisheng looked serious, and shook the "Spider Cut" in his hand.

Xuan Hao didn't speak, and walked past Yuan Zhisheng as if nothing had happened.

A pack of "Soft Seven Stars" appeared inexplicably in his hand, as well as a pack of matches.

"The Japanese branch is so poor, it doesn't even deserve a lighter."

After striking a match and lighting Huazi in his hand, Xuan Hao took a puff and exhaled a puff of smoke ring.

"The cigarettes this woman smokes are not for you."

He didn't stop, and he threw the matches and the "soft seven stars" behind him with his backhand.

Yuan Zhisheng caught it in a daze.

"Didn't you hear me?" He frowned.

"You seem to have made a mistake."

As Xuan Hao walked, he tore off his blood-stained casual clothes, revealing his perfect muscles.

"Neither Kassel College nor you are qualified to order me. It is up to me to decide whether to go back or not and when to go back."

The rags dyed red floated up with the wind, covering Yuan Zhisheng's sight.

When Yuan Zhisheng could see the front again, there was no one in front of him.

"Sakura, ask Kaguya Hime to call the monitoring of the whole city. The S-level commissioner of the headquarters refused to repatriate him. Help me find his location and prepare to take compulsory measures."

He took a deep breath, looked at the night sky, and there was still a faint smell of blood in the air.

Japan Branch, Executive Board Office.

After receiving the order from the young master, Yabuki Sakura immediately mobilized Kaguya Hime to search the whole city.

Xuan Hao's position was quickly locked.

"What is he doing?" Yasha asked the crow next to him with a strange expression.

"Eat ramen! Don't you have eyes?" Crow looked mentally retarded.

"Of course I know he's eating ramen! But why the hell is he too calm? He just beat up an awesome-looking half-breed in the amusement park to the point of not leaving any scum! Now just sit there calmly Eating ramen? Still talking and laughing with the ramen master, as if nothing happened, is it in the river?" Yasha's mouth twitched.

"It's not that nothing happened. Maybe to him, it's just a trivial matter like supplementing his body with nutrition after exercising. It's not insignificant at all." Yabuki Sakura frowned and stared at the man on the surveillance screen.

Is it really okay for the young master to be alone?

But for Yuan Zhisheng, as the "strongest" Japanese branch, he can only say yes, if he can't, it means that the entire Japanese branch has lost.

In front of a trolley on the street near the school sat a shirtless man.

The boss placed a bowl of hot ramen in front of the man.

This is a bowl of light broth ramen, not greasy, very suitable for 'meaty' after the solution of oil.

The hand of the ramen chef holding the bowl of ramen is wrinkled, and under the dim light, the old man's face that has gone through the years but still has charm can be barely seen, especially those eyes, which hide their sharpness.

"Young man, you want clear soup ramen."

The ramen chef greeted the young man in front of him with a smile, and looked at his tight muscles. It's great to be young.

"Boy? Well, it seems right."

Xuan Hao was stunned for a moment, it seemed that no one had called him that for a long time, because after all, he was only in contact with 'peers' now.

"You guys just came over after a fight? I really envy you young people, you are so young."

The ramen master wiped the tabletop with a rag. He was a little curious about the young man in front of him. It had been a long time since he had seen such a strong young man in the Sheqi Bajia. He could feel the strength from those muscles, and... this young man also had With a faint smell of blood.

"Emmmm...is that right?" Xuan Hao spared his head, "When we were dating, an incomprehensible idiot came out, so I taught him a lesson."

"Oh? That's a beautiful job!" The ramen master praised.

From his point of view, it's really satisfying. Who wouldn't want to be disturbed for no reason when they're dating?Falling in love and fighting, this is youth, he likes this kind of straightforward guy, at least he is much more pleasing to the eye than Angers who beat around the bush.

"Could it be that the young man belongs to which society? I don't look like it. I don't have any tattoos on my body."

The ramen master seemed to have opened up his chatterbox, and began to chatter.

"Ah, tattoos are of no use to me." Xuan Hao shook his head helplessly, "I'm not a fool, today was purely accidental."

"But boss, do you know a lot?"

"Hey, look at what you said, I've been setting up a stall for decades, who hasn't seen it?" The ramen chef laughed.

"It's been decades, it's not easy. You've been living in a mess, have you considered changing jobs?"

"Haha, forget it, it's an old bone, and I'm used to this kind of life."

The ramen master shook his head and smiled, he was bitter, but he didn't say, he is a black householder who doesn't even have an ID card, where would you tell him to find another job?
But it's good to get used to it. This kind of life is comfortable.

He turned his head and looked at all kinds of people with a smile. There was a school nearby, and many young people would sneak out to date at night. Looking at them, he also felt that he would be younger.

"Well, it tastes good."

Xuan Hao took a sip of the ramen. Although it was just an ordinary bowl of ramen, it made him taste the taste of the years, like fireworks in the world, plain and peaceful.

Picking out the noodles, he found that there was a fried egg under the surface.

Obviously he ordered noodles in clear soup, really.

This old man, doesn't he think that he is too poor to even wear clothes...

"Thank you."

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)