Lin Xiuxiu was slightly better and said straightforwardly:
"I'm very hungry now. Take away all these lights, seasonal flowers and plants, and just serve some meat dishes. WwW.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.cOm"
The waiters looked at each other in confusion, but the customer is God, so they could only bring the last dish, two fat steaks. Fang Lin felt that the steaks were only medium-rare and not to his taste, so he took the platter next to him and regarded it as... Teppanyaki tools!
The waiters were stunned when they saw it. You must know that these platter tools are all made of pottery crafts. They are very simple and simple. They usually have thick but gentle arcs, and they feel heavy and solid in their hands. It was a precious vessel from Japan's Edo period. When the waiter next to him saw that this cultural relic was wantonly destroyed by two people, his eyes widened. However, when he saw that Hu Huahao's arms were thicker than his own thighs, he glared over. How could he dare to say anything? Nonsense
In fact, we can’t blame the two for burning harps and building cranes. Kaiseki cuisine pursues the beauty of the space created by the utensils, seats, gardens, hanging scrolls, and vases, coupled with skilled techniques. What the two pursue is delicious food that can satisfy their hungry stomachs, and the two have had a serious conflict from the source.
The most amazing thing is that after finishing the meal, Hu Huahao, who was full of dissatisfaction, just threw down the one yen and left. The waiter was shocked, and Lao Hu said directly:
"I'm already giving you a lot of face by not eating the King's meal. Your kitchen is cutting corners and serving half-cooked things. You have to reprocess them yourself! This service is only worth half a yen. Give me the remaining half a yen!"
Then Lao Hu turned his head to Fang Lin and said confidently:
"When the ancestors of these guys invaded China, when did they ever give them half a penny? I, Lao Hu, can be considered well-educated today."
The two sides could not reach a consensus. The result, of course, is to resort to force, so the poor hotel manager not only has to pay for this overbearing meal. He also had to pay the high medical expenses of twelve seriously injured guards ------- This was the result of Fang Lin's dissuasion, otherwise he would have to pay more expensive funeral expenses and pensions.
After leaving the hotel, Fang Lin took out the stolen Yanyi Divine Water in the car. Following the instructions, he soaked all the invitations in it. He quickly got the reminder:
"Hidden mission: The truth about Kasuga Shrine has been completed. Mission reward: tea party invitation x3. Points increased by 1000 points. Potential points +2
Although Fang Lin was quite disappointed with only getting three invitations, he still got one more as a reward. After he gave the other invitation to Hu Huahao, the two of them got the prompt at the same time:
Task 1: Within ten days, get the invitation to Honda’s tea party and get the reward. The points are increased by 1800 points and the potential points are +3. (It is worth mentioning that Hu Huahao’s reward was reduced to 200 points and potential point +1 due to his bad record of not completing the main gold mission three times before.)
Task two has been activated: within fifteen days, come across the qualification letter for the Edmondhonda Street Fighter Competition and learn its contents. If the task fails, the pass evaluation will be seriously affected, and 7500 points will be forcibly deducted. , will be erased
Hu Huahao was overjoyed to see him and said:
"This extra invitation card, I have to take it out and give it a good deal!"
Fang Lin nodded repeatedly. I deeply agree. According to their previous estimates, the number of people who entered this world from the nightmare space was probably close to 60. At this time, even three-quarters of them were eliminated. There were at least fifteen people who survived. And only five invitations to the Honda family's tea party were issued, that is to say. At least a full ten will get a bye.
These ten people will definitely be punished by being wiped out or deducting 7,500 points. You need to know that even if you can pay this amount of 7500 points, you will receive rewards after completing the two main tasks, overall statistics after passing the level, attribute points, talent points, points evaluation rewards, etc.
The most important thing is that you will completely miss the final plot!
Therefore, it was natural for Hu Huahao to regard this invitation as a rare commodity. However, Fang Lin thought more deeply. The target of the sale should be people who did not receive the invitation and did not have enough points.
If these people don't want to be wiped out, they have only two choices: One is to kill the reincarnations crazily and plunder other people's points or invitations. But at this time, who of the remaining people is weak? How could it be so easy to be killed? And most
Yes, even if you take extraordinary risks and kill people, you may not be able to get enough
Therefore, the safest way is to exchange the invitation from one's own side. And it must be exchanged. Fang Lin can't have too much gold equipment, dark gold equipment, or green equipment. His basic long-range combat has now been upgraded to level ten, and he has the prerequisites for learning advanced skills. If he has an A level The above remote advanced skill scrolls can also be considered.
After listening to Fang Lin’s analysis, Hu Huahao added:
"I would like to suggest that if someone is willing to exchange a large number of potential points, give priority to it. After returning this time, my pair of gloves and your silver plot character weapon need to be strengthened and upgraded in space. This It requires a lot of potential point support. And I have seen Skorn's Wrath, a silver plot weapon, before. Compared with the Green +9 weapon, its power is not at the same level at all. Judging from your description , after the weapon's own level is improved, the power of its own skills will also be greatly improved!"
Fang Lin nodded, took out a pen from the front of the car and jotted down these key points. Then he handed it to Hu Huahao as a memo. At this time, there are less than three days left before the ten-day limit specified in task one. Fang Lin thought for a moment and asked Hu Huahao to drive to the TV station.
Nara is known as the religious capital of Japan, and its tourism and journalism industries are very developed. Due to the recent violent incidents of killing and injuring people, there are a lot of tight guards around the TV station. After the two people's car stopped, Fang Lin closed his eyes and pressed his temples to think, then suddenly smiled and said:
"Old Lei, we're just going to have to be more high-profile this time."
Hu Huahao came over with an inquiring look.
Fang Lin smiled and said:
"The bigger the matter gets, the more attention it will receive. And you have to show a certain amount of strength to win the trust of those... peers who have the purchasing power and purchasing power."
Hu Huahao nodded and said:
"I see."
He simply backed the car up to the entrance of the TV station, stopped sideways, and then stepped on the brakes. How can this place be blocked? Immediately there was a long queue of waiting cars behind me. The Japanese guard saw this and hurried over, opened the car door and asked what happened. The corners of Hu Huahao's mouth raised slightly, and Fang Lin said:
"It just so happens that I just saw the Nanjing Massacre in real life a few days ago. Look at me. I used to be the deputy captain of urban management."
Then he took one step forward!
Hu Huahao was very tall and strong, and the Japanese guard could only reach his shoulders. His breath suddenly became suffocated, and he raised his head and said:
"gentlemen… ."
"What sir?" Hu Huahao roared directly: "You called me sir too? Why don't you bow before talking to me?"
The guard was momentarily intimidated by his aura, and actually bowed to him, and was about to speak. Hu Huahao kicked him directly:
"xYour mother, do you call this a bow? Your head doesn't even touch the ground! You don't have any sincerity at all!"
The poor Japanese man hit the doorman's window and flew out. When he landed, he was covered in blood and fell into a coma. The drivers behind him who were waiting impatiently rolled up their sleeves and raised their noses to join in, but when they saw this situation His eyes widened and he immediately ran away faster than a rabbit!
Less than thirty meters away from the gate to the foyer of the building, at least forty guards used riot shields and electric batons to try to stop this big man, but without exception, these forty people all rolled down on the ground. On the ground, miserable screams came and went, making it a spectacle.
Fang Lin sighed softly, walked to the Toyota commercial vehicle behind, opened the fuel tank cap, and leaned in. A frightened, pale, fat middle-aged man trembled and wanted to ask a few questions, but he couldn't make a sound, even his pants Even without zipping up, a female secretary who was still holding his penis screamed!
Fang Lin smiled and adjusted his collar, patted his pale and trembling fat face, took out the limited edition zip lighter from his bag, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, stood out of the car, and flexed his fingers. With a flick, the burning cigarette butt was accurately thrown into the fuel tank!
A series of crazy explosions sounded, and flames shot into the sky. The densely packed cars at the door were unable to move forward or retreat amid the raging explosions and fire! As the fire spread, it turned into a burning torch!