At this time, there were only seven people in the entire convenience store, including Hugo and the boss. So, although Hugo was a little annoyed, he still smiled and expressed his friendship, "Hey, ma'am, you actually recognized me."

This is also the most curious question Hugo has. He wears sunglasses and hats, wearing the simplest dark brown hat, without any fancy dress, and not even the lady behind him face to face, but how did she recognize him? You know, young people dressed like Hugo, in Los Angeles, there are no 100,000 or 80,000.

Not only today, but also before. No matter how Hugo is dressed, people can always easily recognize him. The previous "ordinary dress, pretending to be nothing" dress will no longer work. The ordinary people around them are like everyone is Sherlock Holmes, and they can always accurately recognize him even if he denies it, it is useless.

"As long as I see your back, I can recognize it!" The lady's answer made all Hugo's subsequent words disappear directly. This should be the second only to the answer "I know you when you turn into ashes". Hugo had no room for refutation.

"So, are you here to buy things too?" The lady said excitedly. She looked at least forty years old, not like a young man who likes to chase stars. However, the excitement on her face at this time was no less than a sixteen-year-old girl.

Hugo struggled to maintain a polite smile, "Yes."

"Look, it turns out that Hugo likes to eat croissants!" The person who originally checked in front of Hugo also came to his senses, looked down and saw the food in Hugo's shopping basket, and screamed excitedly, "I thought he would not see this kind of food unless he was a croissant made by a top professional pastry chef in a high-end French bakery! God, Hugo bought things from 7-11 like me!"

This really made Hugo unable to answer. He is not a monster. He is also an ordinary person. The carbohydrates he needs to consume every day are no different from those of ordinary people.

"Oh my God, my God, if I told Lily, she would never believe that I actually met Hugo today!"

"I want to tell Mike that he, the complete loser, has seen Hugo with his own eyes, and he can commit suicide directly!"

"Hugo, Hugo, Hugo...you are really so charming, I really like you!"

There were only seven people, except for Hugo, and there were six people. Why did Hugo feel that there were thousands of troops at this time? He turned around awkwardly and found that there was no one in front of the counter. Both of them who were checking out just now had moved away. Hugo hesitated for a moment, took a step forward, and looked at the boss and said, "I want to check out."

The boss is an Asian man over fifty years old and looks very Chinese. However, Hugo didn't want to talk to him at this time, because the boss also had an expression of excitement and uncontrollable expression. Hugo had to say "checkout" three times in a row before he started to calculate the money, but his hands were trembling, and his eyes were on Hugo from time to time. After hesitating, he still said, "Can you leave me a signature? Let me put it in the store."

Hugo wanted to refuse because in the past two months, he had encountered too many similar things. People's patience was limited. Hugo only had one, so he could not satisfy everyone's wishes. However, looking at the familiar Chinese face in front of him, the words of rejection could not be expressed after all, so he nodded and said politely, "I am very happy."

The boss rummaged through the boxes and found a blank notebook, handed it to Hugo, so that Hugo could sign it. Hugo bent down and prepared to sign it, but he found that the boss had stopped checking out and looked at Hugo's actions with a gaze, which made Hugo really laugh and cry. He had to remind the boss, "I'll sign, you can check out." The boss hurriedly continued the checkout action.

Seeing this scene, Hugo bent down and started signing. After the boss finished checking the things, he handed the laptop to the boss. Then Hugo stood up straight, took out his wallet from his pocket, and prepared to check out, but his eyes suddenly found that the light that was not very bright outside the window had dimmed. He turned around and saw that the middle-aged couple who were standing behind him had been talking and talking at the door with great excitement. The crowd around him was gradually gathering, and in a blink of an eye, there were already more than 20 people.

Hugo was really familiar with this scene. He quickly took cash from his wallet and asked the boss to pay the bill. Seeing the boss's trembling hands because he was too nervous, Hugo simply put away his wallet, "You can keep the remaining change." Then he picked up the shopping bag on the table and prepared to leave the convenience store.

But Hugo's movements were still half a step slower. The more than 20 people in front of him rushed up and blocked the door of the convenience store in an instant, making Hugo unable to continue to take steps. Hugo sighed in his heart, "After all they were right." Then he lowered his head, with a friendly smile on the corner of his mouth, and squeezed into the crowd bit by bit.

Because the experience of this past period of time has told Hugo that if he continues to delay, the scene will only become more uncontrollable.

Although there were only more than twenty people, everyone was trying their best to push forward. Hugo felt like he was flowing upwards among thousands of sardines. He could only seek air in the cracks. However, these sardines were so dense that there was no space left, making Hugo's breathing hot, as if the air around him was squeezed out in an instant.

With a dull "bang", Hugo's vision suddenly became brighter, and a cool breeze came from his head. The baseball cap on his head was slapped off. Hugo subconsciously raised his hand to protect his sunglasses, but he was carrying a plastic bag in his hand, and the crowd was really too crowded, so Hugo's hands were directly stuck. Then, his sunglasses were also slapped off by several hands that had been waved one after another. The glasses frame also scratched their eyelids, and a stinging sting.

Although Hugo was used to this situation, he still couldn't help but get angry. If an ordinary person had been cursed and took off his hat and sunglasses, it was a very impolite act; but the same thing happened to public figures, but it was completely different.

Hugo knew that even if he got angry at this time, it would be useless, because there were too many people, which made it impossible to explain, and he didn't know who he got angry at. Before the anger in Hugo's mind was suppressed, an excited scream rang out next to him, "Hugo, it's really Hugo!"

This was a speechless situation. When Hugo's hat and sunglasses were taken off, the crowd not only did not apologize, but also confirmed with great excitement: the man in front of him was Hugo. The sharp shout sounded next to Hugo's ear, as if a hedgehog hit his ear hard and hit his back on the ground.

"Ahhhh! Hugo! Ahhhh!" A series of sharp sounds pierced without any barriers, causing Hugo's eardrum to sting, and his brows frowned. He felt that every part of his body was being rubbed, even sensitive parts such as arms, chest, and buttocks were no exception. Obviously, everyone tried their best to get closer to Hugo, closer, and even wanted to carefully feel some of Hugo's body temperature and skin.

Hugo didn't have time to pay attention to all this, and the anger in his mind was rushing up. He couldn't help it. He raised his voice and shouted rudely, "Get out of the way, please go out of the way?" There was no effect, "Fuck you all get out of the way, grass! grass!" There was still no effect.

At this time, people were completely crazy, and reason had long been abandoned to the Pacific Ocean. The surging screams and shouts drowned Hugo's voice. Not to mention others, even he himself could not hear what he was shouting.

Hugo could only grit his teeth and move forward hard, go out a little, and go out a little more. The feeling of going upstream among the sardines was really not good, and the screams from all directions became more and more violent. Hugo originally thought he had gone out a little, but found that no matter how hard he tried, it seemed that his position had not changed.

Thinking of this, Hugo couldn't help but stop, then tiptoed, looked around, and then took a breath. Less than sixty seconds ago, he saw only more than twenty people, but at this time there were at least sixty people. The entire encirclement was like a cotton candy being made, expanding more and more, as if it would explode in the next second.

Hugo just wanted to sigh to the sky. He remembered that there was no noisy shopping malls around him. This was a very quiet living community... right? When he came downstairs to the convenience store just now, there were only less than ten people in his sight. So where did these people come from? It was endless. This is really an unexplainable puzzle.

"God, what exactly happened here!" The onlookers of more than sixty people quickly attracted the attention of passers-by, and people couldn't help but pull the crowds around and asked.

"Hugo, Hugo is here!" The person who was pulled did not want to turn around at all, but just said loudly, and then continued to squeeze in forward.

The passerby also widened his eyes, "Hugo? Are you talking about Hugo Lancaster? The Hugo on Independence Day?" No one answered his question, only the endless scream, "Ahhhh! Ahhhh!" The passerby immediately became excited, "Jesus Christ, Hugo, I love you! Wait for me!" So the passerby also rushed up and joined the crowded ranks in the middle.

There were more and more people on the side of the street... In a blink of an eye, people from the four neighboring blocks could hear the noise here. The crowd gathered quickly like dark clouds before the rainstorm. One hundred people, two hundred people... In just a quarter of an hour, more than 800 people had gathered on the scene, surrounding the entire street!
Chapter completed!