"Young man help me!" The old lady shouted from afar before she even arrived in front of Wang Meng and the others.

At this time, an old man with a long hair and a young face rushed over to build his foundation and cultivate his foundation.

Swish!

Wang Meng hugged Xian'er into the restaurant.

The old lady seemed stunned and continued to run.

The old man seemed to be stunned and continued to chase.

"Brother? Why don't you save me when I die?" Xian'er was puzzled when she saved the restaurant.

"This is a trap! You are trying to get into a car accident. If you run too late, the old lady will fall in front of us, and the old man will come up to extort our money." Wang Meng said.

Xian'er was surprised: "Mom! Can you still play like this? How did you see that?"

"It is rare for an old man to chase an old lady, and although the old lady has a weak breath and is staggering, her face is not as rosy as if she is injured or lacks internal strength. Also, we are not at all cultivators now. Can we save her? There are so many pedestrians with high cultivation on the street, and she passed by several of them, but she didn't ask for help, but came to us. It was obvious that we were outsiders, and had no cultivation, so we could bully them." Wang Meng said.

"Hehe, the acting is so bad!" Xian'er giggled.

The two of them made it by the window and ordered wine and food.

Of course, we will not forget the people and beasts in the ruins.

After eating and drinking, the two of them were about to pay the bill.

Xian'er suddenly pointed out the window and exclaimed: "Brother? You're so right!"

Wang Meng looked out the window and saw that at some point the old lady in a floral cloth had already fallen in front of a boy.

The young man has a cultivation level in Qi training, dressed in rustic style, and is a local person.

The boy stopped the old man who was chasing him.

The two started arguing, and soon the boy took out a purse in grievance, and was taken away by the old man. Then he carried the old lady away.

The boy left with a depressed look on his face.

At this time, Xian'er's eyes were bright: "Brother? This is a good way to tell money! Let's try it."

Wang Meng shivered, and his chopsticks almost fell to the ground: "This method..."

Before Wang Meng finished speaking, Xian'er suddenly covered her stomach and screamed: "Oh my! My stomach hurts! It hurts so much! Boss? Is the gutter in your vegetable? "

Wang Meng was startled and suddenly saw Xian'er blinking at him.

Wang Meng smiled bitterly. This girl is still impatient.

Diners around all saw it.

"Is it here to have a Bawang meal again? Don't ask who the restaurant is this? The person comes, chop it to death." A loud shout came from the upper floor.

A middle-aged man walked downstairs to build his foundation and cultivate his cultivation.

Hula!

Several chefs rushed out of the kitchen, holding kitchen knives in their hands, surrounding Wang Meng and the others.

"You are using gutter oil to harm people, so why bother?" Xian'er slapped the table and stood up.

"Don't you have a stomachache? It doesn't hurt anymore?" the middle-aged man sneered.

Forehead!

Xian'er forgot about this.

Before Xian'er could speak, Wang Meng said lightly: "My sister is not pretending. But she said it was wrong. It's not about gutter oil, it's because there is something wrong with your dish matching."

"What's the problem?" The fat chef glared.

"Mutton and snails. It's okay to eat them alone. Eating them together with two dishes will cause intermittent abdominal distension and abdominal pain. I'm right?" Wang Meng said to the fat man.

"That's right, but it's your business to trample on what you ordered to death." The fat man said.

"As restaurants and chefs, you have the obligation to remind diners that those dishes cannot be eaten together and cannot ignore them in order to make money." Wang Meng said.

"Since you know everything, why don't you remind your sister?" the boss asked very smartly.

"I just remembered it. I'm not a chef, why do I remember these things every day?" Wang Meng looked at the boss and said calmly.

"Stop talking nonsense, check out, get out!" The boss was impatient.

"Checkout is OK, but because of your professional ethics, the medical expenses must be deducted. Moreover, the foie gras in this place were replaced by chicken liver, but you charged the foie gras. Some dishes were leftovers and served to us with the old ones and sold them to us with the new ones. There is also the spirit beast meat, which is actually ordinary wild beast meat, but it is just put together with the spirit stone, and the meat is stained with some spiritual energy. Also, some meat is the meat of dead beasts, and some meat is rotten meat. You cooked it with angelica medicinal herbs to remove the rotten smell and increase the taste of the ingredients. So many people can't eat it. You are deceiving consumers. You must compensate." Wang Meng said loudly.

The boss and the chef's face changed.

"What? They're all fake?"

"Also let us eat other people's saliva?"

"Are all the carrion coming up? How about treating us as wild animals?"

The diners around were angry and murderous.

"Boss? We are regular customers. Do you know the consequences if you do this?" A diner on the table stood up.

Hula!

"Boss? He is just a manager. This restaurant is Li Si.

He was just a little gangster. Compared with our group gang, what do you think he is? Call him here and I argue with him. Do you dare to deceive our group gang? I think he doesn't want to live anymore." A big man overturned the table. Several of his companions looked at the middle-aged man and several chefs with fierceness.

Hurry!

The hall was messy and the tables were overturned. Who could eat in the restaurant or an ordinary person?

All were angry.

It scared the middle-aged man and several chefs.

"Everyone? Don't listen to his nonsense. They are here to eat the King's meal. Otherwise, why didn't he say it earlier? He even ate it." The middle-aged man said quickly.

Diners around looked at Wang Meng.

"I am a Buddhist. Waste is a sin, and it is the highest to cause disputes. I didn't want to make a statement, so it doesn't matter if I eat it, because I refined them and it won't cause harm to the body, so I don't plan to pursue it. But my sister is young, has low cultivation and is not thoroughly refined, so she has damaged her stomach. If you have a better attitude, we won't pursue it. If you don't believe it, you can go to their kitchen to see it, and you will know everything?" Wang Meng said.

"Go to the kitchen and have a look!"

Hula!

The diners all rushed to the kitchen.

"Everyone, you can't go in the kitchen at will." The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he went up to stop him.

Bang!

A man from the Group Gang kicked the middle-aged man away with one kick.

"Damn it, if it is true, I will kill you." The man stepped forward and stepped on the middle-aged man, afraid that he would run away.

Several chefs were trembling and did not dare to move.

Soon, there was a mess in the kitchen, and smashing things and insults rang out.

"Brother? What the little brother said is true, Emma. The meat is hairy." A group helped the little brother run out of the kitchen and shouted.

"Crack!" The man from the Tuan Gang stomped the middle-aged man's waist with one foot.

Ao!

The middle-aged man screamed.

"Bare these heartless cooks to death!"

"It smashed the restaurant that hurts people"

Diners in the kitchen ran out, their faces full of anger and began to smash them.
Chapter completed!