A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 103 97. A bowl of ramen (please recommend)

The battle was already over when Yuan Zhisheng arrived at the scene.

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

The entire amusement park was intact except for the Ferris wheel, but other places were in a mess.

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

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

He stood at the hatch of one of the Ferris wheels, which was empty.

"Did you bring 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.

"Xuan Haojun, you have gone too far."

Yuan Zhisheng directed the Japanese branch commissioners present to deal with the aftermath with an expressionless face.

These tourists can only be "invited" back to be guarded first. Brainwashing them all is a huge project.

"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 submitted an application to the headquarters. Now, as the director of the Japan Branch Executive Bureau, I officially issue a repatriation order to you. I hope you can cooperate with my work, Xuan Haojun."

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

Xuan Hao said nothing and walked past Yuan Zhisheng as if nothing had happened.

A pack of "Soft Seven Stars" and a pack of matches appeared inexplicably in his hand.

"The Japanese branch turns out to be so poor, they don't even have a lighter."

Lighting a match and lighting the Huazi in his hand, Xuanhao took a sip and blew out a smoke ring.

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

Without stopping, he threw the matches and "Soft Seven Stars" behind his backhand.

Yuan Zhisheng caught it blankly.

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

"You seem to have made a mistake."

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

"Neither Kassel College nor you are qualified to order me. Whether or not to go back or when to go back is all up to me."

The red-stained rags fluttered in the wind, blocking Yuan Zhisheng's sight.

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

"Sakura, ask Kaguya to call the surveillance of the whole city. The S-class commissioner of this department refuses to repatriate. Help me find his location and prepare to take coercive measures."

He took a deep breath and looked at the night sky. 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 began to mobilize Kaguya to search the entire city.

Xuan Hao's location was quickly locked.

"What is he doing?" Yasha asked the crow next to him with a strange look on his face.

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

"Of course I know he's eating ramen! But is this too calm? He just beat up an awesome-looking mixed-race in the amusement park until there was nothing left! Now he's sitting there calmly Eating ramen? Still talking and laughing with the ramen master, as if nothing happened, in the river?" Yasha's mouth twitched.

"It's not that nothing happened. Maybe for him, it's just a small thing like replenishing his body after exercising, which is insignificant at all." Yabuki Sakura frowned and stared at the man on the surveillance screen.

Young Master, is it really okay for him to be alone?

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

There was a shirtless man sitting in front of a car on the street near the school.

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

This is a bowl of light and clear soup ramen, not greasy, which is perfect for relieving the oil after the "meaty" taste.

The hand of the ramen chef holding the ramen bowl was wrinkled. Under the dim light, he could barely see the old man's face that had gone through the years but still had charm, especially his eyes, which had hidden edge.

"Young man, you want clear soup ramen."

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

"Young man? Well, that 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, the people he was now in contact with were 'peers of the same age'.

"Young man, you just came here after a fight, right? I really envy you young people, you are so full of blood."

The ramen master wiped the table 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 Hachi family. He could feel the strength from those muscles, and... this young man also had With a faint smell of blood.

"Emmmm... Is that so?" Xuan Hao shook his head, "While we were on a date, an idiot who didn't understand amorous feelings showed up, so I gave him a lesson."

"Oh? That's a great job!" the ramen chef praised.

In his opinion, it is indeed very satisfying. No one would want someone to interrupt them for no reason when they are on a date, right? Falling in love and fighting, this is youth. He really likes this kind of upright young man, at least he is more pleasing to the eye than the roundabout guy like Angers.

"What club does this young man belong to? I don't look like him. I don't have any tattoos on my body."

The ramen chef seemed to have opened up his chatterbox and started talking.

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

"But boss, do you know a lot?"

"Hey, look what you said, I have been running a stall for decades, who hasn't seen me?" The ramen master chuckled.

"It's not easy after decades, living a casual life. Have you considered changing your job?"

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

The ramen chef shook his head and smiled. He felt bitter, but he didn't say it. He was a gangster who didn't even have an ID card. Where can you tell him to find other jobs?

But it's good to get used to it. This kind of life is comfortable.

He turned around and looked at all kinds of people with a smile. There was a school nearby, and many young people would sneak out for dates at night. Looking at them, he also felt younger.

"Yeah, it tastes good."

Xuanhao took a bite of ramen. Although it was just an ordinary bowl of ramen, it made him taste the taste of time, like fireworks in the world, plain and peaceful.

Picking out the noodles, he found a fried egg covered under the noodles.

He obviously ordered clear noodle soup, it's true.

This old man doesn't think he is so poor that he can't even afford clothes...

"Thanks."

"Hey, what are you talking about?"