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"What is it?" Han Xiaodong frowned.

"Criminal records were not retrieved." Little K sent several forms to Han Xiaodong's mind.

The files of the four people are all in the junior high school stage, so there is no further information.

"I hope it's just a bowl of noodles." Han Xiaodong muttered silently, and followed into the noodle shop.

Mr. Qiu was cooking noodles as usual, and he seemed to turn a blind eye to the few punks who came in.

Han Xiaodong didn't even look at them, he went straight to the back kitchen, changed his clothes and came out to entertain the guests.

The four of them occupied a table and sat there without ordering anything, watching Han Xiaodong busily chatting and laughing unscrupulously while smoking a cigarette.

The people who went to the noodle shop to eat saw that these people were just playing with themselves, and they didn't pay any attention to it. They should eat and pay, and they were all in peace.

At about 09:30 in the evening, the number of people in the noodle restaurant began to decrease. After the last table of noodle eaters paid the bill, there was only a table of punks left in the noodle restaurant.

"Do you want something?" Han Xiaodong asked very politely. In fact, this was an order to evict the guests. It was difficult to say how many people were there just now, but now there are few people. Han Xiaodong wanted to send them away early so that he could get off work.

"Can't you do it here without ordering something?" A yellow-haired man asked back with his eyes narrowed, puffing out a puff of smoke.

Han Xiaodong nodded lightly. He didn't want to cause trouble. Seeing the other party's attitude, he turned around and went back to the back kitchen.

"Why are you going? Did I say I don't order?" Seeing that Han Xiaodong was about to leave, Huang Mao slapped the table and glared, putting on a vicious look.

Han Xiaodong paused, then turned around and put the menu on the table, picked up a pen and notebook and waited for the other party to order.

"Here... a lobster!"

When Huang Mao opened his mouth, Han Xiaodong couldn't help but rolled his eyes in his heart, he was so unprofessional looking for troublemakers, these people really don't seem to be high-level gangsters.

"No."

"There are no lobsters? What kind of shop do you open?" Huang Mao patted the table, and everything on the table trembled a few times.

"We are a noodle shop, and we only have dishes on the menu." Han Xiaodong didn't give a hard top, trying to keep his tone as non-aggressive as possible.

"What kind of shabby shop!" Huang Mao picked up the menu and looked at it a few times: "Here's chicken shredded noodles!"

After speaking, Huang Mao threw the menu on the table.

Han Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, then looked at the other three people, and seeing that none of them responded, he couldn't help asking: "You four...a bowl of noodles?"

Only then did the other three people come to their senses, you look at me, I look at you, looking at a loss.

"Can't four people eat a bowl of noodles?!" Huang Mao also felt embarrassed, and slapped the table again and stood up.

"Brother Dao, calm down, calm down." The fat man next to Huang Mao quickly grabbed his arm, turned around and shouted at Han Xiaodong: "Not yet!"

Han Xiaodong held back a smile, nodded, and thought that this guy can't be called by everyone. For example, this yellow-haired Taoist brother, no matter how he sounds, he is a dog. pet market.

Han Xiaodong went to the back kitchen and handed the menu to Grandpa Qiu.

"The visitor is not friendly, do you want to call the police?" Han Xiaodong asked softly.

"Call the police? What do you say to the police? The four children ordered a bowl of noodles? So, comrade police, arrest them? They are customers, so let's have a look first." Mr. Qiu was very calm, serving the noodles slowly.

Han Xiaodong didn't take these people too seriously, just because of their out-of-the-ordinary performance just now, they weren't any good roles, so let's watch first.

After a while, the noodles were ready. Han Xiaodong put the noodles on the tray and served them up.

To say that Mr. Qiu's craftsmanship is absolutely superb, not to mention the strength of the noodles, and they are very fragrant, so sometimes when the business is good, you even have to queue up to eat in this small shop.

When the fat man brought it up, he sniffed hard and reached out to pick up the chopsticks to pick out the noodles.

Brother Huang Maodao was quick with his hands and eyes. He stretched out his hand and snatched the noodle bowl away from the fat man, not forgetting to give him a hard look.

Then he broke a pair of chopsticks by himself, and started to eat first.

The three people next to him watched Brother Dao eating noodles, and couldn't help swallowing secretly.

Seeing that they didn't say anything, Han Xiaodong went back to the back kitchen. He had been busy for a long time, and it was time for him to eat.

Unexpectedly, Brother Dao ate a few mouthfuls and suddenly patted the table.

Han Xiaodong, who was preparing to serve the noodle bowl in the back kitchen, was taken aback, and looked at Brother Dao dissatisfied.

"What the hell are these broken noodles?!" Doug scolded.

Han Xiaodong hurried out from the back kitchen, and asked politely, "Is there anything wrong?"

"See for yourself what's in the noodles?!" Brother Dao threw the noodle bowl in front of Han Xiaodong.

Han Xiaodong took a closer look and saw a black object floating in the bowl, and when he looked carefully, it turned out to be a cockroach the size of a thumb.

Han Xiaodong felt sick in his heart.

Holding the noodle bowl, he glanced at Brother Dao, and then at the other three people. All three of them turned their heads to the other side at the same time, avoiding Han Xiaodong's gaze.

"What's going on?" Han Xiaodong quietly asked Little K.

Xiao K played back the surveillance video in the store in Han Xiaodong's mind, and in the video, he clearly saw Huang Maodao secretly throwing a cockroach into the noodle bowl.

Han Xiaodong didn't say anything at the moment, just smiled and asked, "What do you want?"

"How?!" Brother Dao grinned grimly: "There are cockroaches in your face! How do you pay for it?!"

As soon as Brother Dao said this, Han Xiaodong understood that he was here to find fault and blackmail him. With a smile, he put the noodle bowl on the table and said, "You can make a price."

"Fifty!" Brother Dao opened his mouth and reported the number. When the remaining three people heard nothing happened, they quickly winked at him, and the fat man even stepped on Brother Dao hard.

Brother Dao was in pain, so he came to his senses, and said embarrassingly again: "Fifty...is the sanitation fee! And...and the property fee! And...the protection fee! In short, you give 2000 yuan! This matter Pull down!"

If it wasn't for the fear of offending these people, Han Xiaodong couldn't help laughing out a long time ago. It's really mentally handicapped to be blackmailed by them.

"Brothers, I won't be pretentious with you. How about you, look up and see what's on it?" Han Xiaodong stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the door. A camera was facing the four people on the table:

"Practice first when you go home, and then go out when you're done. You are welcome to eat noodles next time. Let's avoid this scene, right? And pay for the noodles when you leave."

The faces of the four people who were squeezed by Han Xiaodong turned red and then turned white. It was useless to say anything at this time. The little red dots on the camera flashed, and it was obvious that they had recorded all the cockroach release. This scene It's already screwed up.

Brother Huang Mao saw the vacillating eyes of the three people, while Han Xiaodong looked like he was inviting guests out, and became angry from embarrassment. He raised his hand and turned the table upside down. A bowl of noodles, soup and water flew up, all of which were stuck on the face of the fat man beside him. superior.