A fierce light flashed in the bald eyes: "Do you dare call me a fool!? You drug dealer, I think you are brave enough to eat the courage of the ambitious leopard!" With the clanging sound of Qili lifting the table and throwing the bowl, several pieces of plastic fragments and tables, chair parts, and a hammer-like fist smashed towards Heiden with the wind. The drug dealer did not retreat but advanced, and then grinned, "Who is afraid of who? Come on!" Then two fists full of food residues collided together.

Li Xinyan shook his head, went to get a new dish, cooked a new dish, and then found a round table to sit down and eat slowly. It was obviously not the first time such a thing happened in the restaurant. Most people looked here and continued to eat and talk, and did not take the two people who fisted here seriously. Li Xinyan frowned and thought for a second, and suddenly understood something - he might have sat on the cusp of the storm from now on.

Obviously, the 12th Action Group has a very high reputation in the past. With its extremely high reputation, the requirements for the players who join are naturally very high. The quality of the players joining means that any quota in the 12th Action Group is the target of those guys who are trying to earn some reputation or want to stand at the top of the peak and overlook the mountains. He has become their target - he was appointed by Lin Zicong to come to the 12th Action Group, rather than screening the 12th Action Group, which means that he may have come in through the back door rather than by his real ability, so he may have become the target of attack for these guys with developed limbs and simple minds.

As for the bald punch, it is likely that in some cases, he was not hit by the drug dealer, but by Li Xinyan. He has not hit him now, maybe it is just because the guy still can't figure out his background and dare not be arrogant under the halo of the 12th Operation Group.

"Hi! Handsome guy No. 13?" A handsome young man sat opposite Li Xinyan with a dinner plate. The young man looked only twenty-three or four years old, six or seven years younger than Li Xinyan, with short hair and a pair of glasses on his nose. Li Xinyan looked at him, then smiled and nodded as saying hello. For handsome and energetic young people, like beautiful women, they are rare scenery. Even in this army full of male factors, they are always elements to adjust the atmosphere. "At least it is a little more real than the advertising cartoons on the wall, and it won't make people dizzy." Li Xinyan commented.

"Oh, I think you are going to be targeted!" the young man smiled.

Li Xinyan neither spoke nor paid attention to him, but glanced at his armband and continued to eat. On his armband was a deer.

"Which operation group are you from?" Li Xinyan asked. "Me? Haha, the 11th operation group. My name is Feng Qinghao." The young man smiled very happily, as if he could say something to Li Xinyan. "Oh." Li Xinyan continued to eat.

"How did you do it? The 12th Operation Team has not broken the rules for so many years, but this rule has been destroyed in your hands. How did you do it?" Feng Qinghao asked, with the impulse of the young man. Li Xinyan ignored him. He could only smile bitterly about this question. But someone refused, slapped the table and sat next to Li Xinyan, shouting: "What? Is it related to you? Little bastard!" Another guy with muscles appeared, pointing at Feng Qinghao, and his threatening words were full of muscles.

Li Xinyan was a little worried. Is it so difficult to have a meal? He stirred the rice, put down his chopsticks, looked at the muscle man sitting beside him. He turned his head to look at the first table he had sat there. Because Kaichu's bald and Heiden accidentally failed to control their fists, they met several nearby people eating. So the battle group had expanded to six or seven people, and they were having fun coming and going. Occasionally, fragments of whether they were food or teeth flying by, falling on the ground and pointing a red dot.

Feng Qinghao looked up at the muscular man, and his tone returned to the same gentle and elegant as his appearance, as faintly as a glass of Atlas liquor: "Hmph! The 9th Operation Team, no matter how you look at it, they are all clowns without realm and without levels."

Li Xinyan couldn't help but open his mouth and smiled when he heard this. He didn't know why Feng Qinghao said that, but the strong man with muscles all over his body was also a wolf-headed one. This is the same as Heiden and bald-headed armbands. In summary, these three people are all the soldiers with simple minds and complex muscles. It's quite interesting to say that they are clowns.

"Brothers! The 11th Operation Team looked down on us. What should we do if you think about this?" Before the strong man stood up, he stood up and shouted at more and more people in the restaurant. With this roar, a group of big-sleeved and round-waisted guys emerged, some of whom had scars of one kind or another, which looked very eye-catching. Not only Feng Qinghao, but even Li Xinyan was a little surprised.

This is not good. Being surrounded by such guys is a bit tricky.

Feng Qinghao was obviously not too scared. After all, everyone crawled out of the pile of dead people. They had experienced more than just fighting, but six or seven people were still quite shocking in their momentum. He was a little worried about whether to walk away or call people immediately. He touched his nose with his hands, turned left and right, and then looked at Li Xinyan. Li Xinyan touched his forehead, shook a bitter smile, patted the strong man beside him, and frowned and said, "Hi Hi! Everyone is just having a meal and telling a joke, why bother to be serious?"

Before he finished speaking, there was a group of people fighting over there who tried too much force. I don’t know if they were thrown out of the battle group or were beaten out of the battle group, and rushed towards the strong man and Li Xinyan. Li Xinyan sat on the chair and turned slightly, leaned over the thigh of the soldier rushing towards him, and then slapped him on the shoulder when he leaned down. Because Li Xinyan’s two movements were just right, the soldier turned around like a gyro, and then sat next to Li Xinyan. The soldier was actually punched in front of him, and his head was still dizzy. Now he was even more dizzy and lay on the table with a thud.

"Look, it's just a meal. After eating, I'll go and have a good sleep like him!" Li Xinyan continued.

Li Xinyan's inadvertent foot-raising and shoulder-patching action seemed to be "This rule was broken in your hands. How did you do it?" This question gave everyone an answer and was also a real warning.

Feng Qinghao became excited again without knowing that the sky and earth were so strong that he grabbed the chopsticks on the dining plate, looked at Li Xinyan, and stuffed an egg into his mouth.

The strong man next to Li Xinyan stood blankly and said anxiously: "You... are really... No. 13 of Operation 12?"

Li Xinyan glanced at the six or seven people from the ninth operation group who were about to surround but not, smiled faintly, and said, "Which operation group do you think it is important?"
Chapter completed!