Chapter Twelve: The Storm Rises Again

  Shen Qingyang is a man who doesn't smile or laugh easily, and is also very unconventional. Those who know him call him "Old Three", as he ranks third in the "Blood Soul Team". The name "Blood Shadow" was earned through his kills! It's said that mercenaries are cold-blooded, but among the "Brave Warriors", the brothers of the "Blood Soul Team" are the most emotional and righteous, of course, this only applies to their brothers, not their enemies.

  Shen Qingyang was about to enjoy his own cooking, carrying a ladle of stir-fried vegetables, when a cold gust of wind suddenly blew in. Without turning around, Shen Qingyang knew someone had entered, and quickly! The mute old man's eyes opposite him suddenly became distant, staring straight at the back of Shen Qingyang, his mouth crooked to the left!

  Two people wearing black windbreakers and sunglasses, the standard image of thugs, came in. Neither of them spoke, but stood like spears on either side of the door, as if welcoming their master.

  "Ah, young lady... we have a guest... not a noble one..." Yabo shouted in a hoarse voice, then the sound of hurried footsteps came from the inner room, and Xiang'er's face turned red as she walked out, momentarily stunned.

  What day is today? "Yi Shui Zhai" was originally suspended, but suddenly there were many guests, and they were all high-level "distinguished guests"!

  Shen Qingyang didn't know the reason, but he slowly got up with a ladle in hand, grabbed a chef's hat from the table and randomly put it on his head. His chubby face couldn't help but smile: "Business is coming!"

  Usual reception of guests has a dedicated service, due to the continuous stir-fry for several days, the service staff resigned, asked for leave, today the whole "Yishui Zhai" is left with Xinger and Banji, now even Banji is gone, it's hard for one woman to hold up such a scene!

  Shen Qingyang seemed to read her difficulties from Xiang'er's pretty face, and then glanced at Yu Bo again, with the corners of his mouth twisted even more fiercely, and saliva flowed out. This guy wasn't pretending, was he having a stroke?

  Xīn ér lèng zài dāng xià, bù zhī suǒ cuò.

  Translation: The child is stunned and doesn't know what to do.

  "Please... honorable guest... come in!" Yu Bo's face was pale, but he still reminded them. Xiang'er responded with a sound and was about to welcome the guest when Shen Qingyang smiled lightly and nodded, blocking Xiang'er's path.

  "It's really rare! The feng shui of Yi Shui Zhai is good, it's hard not to get rich!" Shen Qingyang put down the ladle, and the flesh on his fat face bloomed into a smile, although that lump of flesh looked so out of sync with the elegance between his eyebrows!

  "Little brother, what's going on?"

  Shen Qingyang signaled to Xiang'er not to speak, and the three of them stood still, waiting for the noble guest to arrive.

  Two men in black stood at the door, their heads bowed and hands clasped together, their faces expressionless, saying nothing.

  "Haha! I've heard that Yi Shui Zhai's Sichuan cuisine is very authentic, today I'm going to have a big feast!" A voice like a duck's came from outside, but the footsteps were very steady, and soon a handsome young man walked in.

  Wearing a black tailcoat, with a brown velvet hat on his head, holding a cigar between his fingers, and revealing a hint of evil in his eyebrows.

  Shen Qingyang glanced at the newcomer and smiled absent-mindedly, thinking that he was just a drunkard.

  Yu Bo was now slumped in his chair, clutching that jade card.

  "Huh?!" The newcomer had just entered the room, and with one glance, he saw Xiang'er standing there with a red face, looking flustered. He couldn't help but take in a breath of evil air: "It's said that Yi Shui Zhai's daughter is an extremely beautiful woman, indeed the name isn't in vain!"

  Behind him was a middle-aged man with a face full of wrinkles, a waxen complexion, deep-set glasses, and yellowed front teeth that protruded from his mouth, accompanied by an extremely lewd smile: "Mr. Lin has arrived, don't be polite, Tianyuan Garden has arranged everything... Oh, your ashtray!"

  This guy is holding a crystal ashtray with both hands, waiting on Mr. Lin at all times, originally looking like a servant, and every move he makes is that of a standard servant!

  Xinger's face turned pale. This guy she knew was Hu Zonghan, the steward of "Tianyeyuan", also known as "Ghost Fox", a complete old lecher!

  "Cough, cough! What are you staring at? Honored guests fill the door, please welcome the honored guest who has arrived at your trash-like Yi Shui Zhai, don't you hurry to serve tea?! The ghostly fox's sinister eyes stared at Xiang'er's chest, his big yellow teeth almost fell to the ground!"

  As soon as the words came out, Shen Qingyang's eyebrows furrowed. His understanding of Zhong Hai was limited to the few reserved comments from Ya Bo on the road, and he didn't understand the complex relationships here either, so it wasn't good for him to speak up. But now the situation is clear, "Yi Shui Zhai" has obviously been schemed against!

  "Chuancai Mingchuang" Spring Brother was driven away by Tianze Garden, no matter what he's like now it's impossible for him to appear. The partners of "Yishuizhai" also seem to have been dispersed, leaving only a young boy and an innocent miss.

  It seems that the situation is not looking good now! If Shen Qingyang were to handle this scene, it would be extremely easy: if you want food, I'll cook for him; if you want a fight, I'll accompany you! At worst, just kill a few more bastards to vent your anger. However, Shen Qingyang knew that this was Zhonghai City, not an African campsite, and the other party's background was not very clear, so it was not good to act rashly!

  "Cough, cough! Why doesn't Fat Head Chun come out to greet me?" Hu Zonghan swept his eyes around the room and found Dumb Old Man leaning on a chair. His face suddenly turned sinister: "You old thing that won't die, why don't you get up and pay your respects to me?!"

  A sharp, ear-piercing curse was like a knife stabbing into the ground, emitting an inexplicable eerie sound. Ah-yu wasn't unwilling to move, but he couldn't! The moment the two men in black entered the house, he knew something was off, and when that "Mr. Lin" came in, he had already been frightened into a stroke!

  Why be afraid? Because of guilty conscience!

  What informants fear most is not being unable to get money, but getting the money without doing anything for others! This Mr. Lin is no ordinary person, but rather the head of the Special Duty Division of the Zhonghai Police Department - Lin Tao!

  Some say he is the backstage boss of "Xixing Tiange", some say he is a shareholder of "Tianze Garden", and others say he is the "divine detective" of China Shipping! The first two identities are unknown, but as for the name "divine detective", it's still heard that most of the cripples in China Shipping were created by the police!

  Why say that? The three towns around the Mediterranean - Cao Shi, Hei Shi and Hai Lan - have been vying for power, and the one in charge of maintaining order in the three towns is this special task force commander! Every time there's a shootout, the police are "timely" absent from the scene, but when it comes to catching evidence, they "happen" to appear, by which time the bloody battle has already ended.

  As for more inside information, it's not something that Yu Bao can understand, that's all.

  "Mr. Lin... I..." Ah Bao still managed to squeeze out a faint smile, looking very painful.

  "The Ghostly Fox" saw Ah-Ber drooling, his eyes wide with anger, just about to scold someone, when a chef calmly walked up to Ah-Ber and grabbed him: "Old brother, you've had too much to drink!"

  Shen Qingyang's left palm slapped three inches from Ah Bu's neck, and the soft force secretly stimulated the acupuncture point. Ah Bu's head moved slightly, his mouth was still crooked, but the saliva stopped flowing.

  "Xin'er, Yu Bo has had too much to drink!" Shen Qingyang's large hands exerted some force, and he carried Yu Bo on his back, walking a few steps into the inner room before coming out again. Just as he was about to bump into Xin'er's chest, he felt an indescribable softness that reached deep into Shen Qingyang's heart!

  "Little brother, what to do?!" Xiang'er almost cried out loud. Originally, business had already been suspended for today, and if it weren't for this person showing off his skills, they wouldn't have gotten into so much trouble. The key wasn't blaming Shen Qingyang, but blaming Dad!

  Father can't blame him either. He's timid and doesn't dare to fight with those rascals! Especially that gang from "Tianze Garden", just seeing them makes me sick!

  "As long as they come to eat, nothing will go wrong!"

  "They... how did they end up coming here to eat? The ghost foxes of Tenzu Garden... who knows what kind of trouble they're stirring up!"

  "Oh?" Shen Qingyang hesitated for a moment, and indeed, the relationship inside was very complicated, and he couldn't understand it thoroughly for the time being.

  Shen Qingyang walked out of the house with slow steps, his eyes not looking sideways. "Gui Hu Li" had already arranged for Mr. Lin to sit in a chair, holding a menu and wearing deep-rimmed glasses: "Mr. Lin, do you really want to eat authentic Sichuan cuisine?"

  "Hmm! I'm tired of Tianyuan Garden's food, hehe, but the environment here is pretty good..."

  "Yi Shui Zhai" is clean, but the area is too small and the facade is not big either. It's that kind of small restaurant that can't be compared with a chain hotel like "Tian Ze Yuan". People who are used to eating mountain delicacies and seafood want to eat some vegetarian food, those who are used to enjoying themselves want to find some excitement!

  However, these people seem to have no great interest in Sichuan cuisine, but Xiang Er is more attractive to them!

  "Are you the cook here?" Mr. Lin asked, taking off his sunglasses and puffing on his cigar.

  "Hey! Mr. Lin, what you said, isn't Ai Shui Zhai's chef, Pang Tou Chun, at Tian Ze Garden... Shoot, look at my memory, I was invited by the old master to help with cooking!"

  "Who is he?"

  The demon fox only noticed Shen Qingyang now. This guy was at least 1.8 meters tall, with a well-proportioned body, and his skin had a smoky color. He had a chubby face, and if he lost the flesh on his cheeks, he could be considered a handsome guy. However, with this appearance, he looked like a typical fat chef!

  "Hey, you! The cook from Yi Shui Zhai? I've never seen you before?" Gui Hu Li called out in a mysterious and eerie tone.

  "Would everyone like to have some authentic Sichuan cuisine?"

  Everyone comes here to eat Sichuan cuisine, this sentence seems superfluous.

  "Answer my question!" The ghost fox's tone was somewhat impatient and its speech became more overbearing.

  "I am the newly hired chef of Yishuizhai!"

  "When was he hired? How come I don't know? All the Sichuan cooks on Mediterranean ground are helping out in Tianyuan Garden, where did you pop up from?"

  "The fox demon" revealed the heavenly secret! All Sichuan chefs on the Mediterranean floor are in Tianze Garden! Why did they find so many Sichuan chefs? Could it be... Shen Qingyang's brain spun quickly, his head aching slightly!

  What the hell am I doing, taking on this job? Why do I have to be a chef?! Shen Qingyang's back felt a chill, if only he had been more cautious an hour ago, he wouldn't have exposed his identity! Not being a chef...I have plenty of chances to find that person!

  But now it's come to this, there's no time to think too much.

  "Just hired, introduced by Old Man Mu! Shen Qingyang smiled at the 'Ghost Fox', this guy was the great steward of 'Tian Ze Garden', and knew more about some things than Old Man Mu did. He should be useful!"

  "Has he just been hired? Is Yi Shui Zhai all-powerful?"

  "Alright, let's try some authentic Sichuan dishes at Yi Shui Zhai first, and then head back to Tian Ze Garden!" Mr. Lin put down the menu and glanced at Shen Qingyang: "What's your specialty?"

  "Sichuan cuisine!"

  "What's the dish!" Mr. Lin waved his hand impatiently, why was it so troublesome to talk to the chef?

  "Boiled meat slices, husband and wife lung slices, lamp shadow......" Shen Qingyang just made "Old Four Styles".

  "Alright, how long will it take to finish?" Mr. Lin stared thoughtfully at Shen Qingyang, this guy didn't seem like a cook, the calluses on his right hand were all wrong! Anyway, he was the head of the police bureau's special task force, young and promising, experienced and ruthless!

  "Ten minutes!"

  "Ah! It's been too long, Mr. Lin doesn't have time to wait!"

  Shen Qingyang's facial flesh suddenly tightened, his sharp gaze shot towards "Ghost Fox", let you jump around for a while, wait till I finish cooking!

  "Xin'er, prepare the ingredients!" Shen Qingyang turned around and entered the kitchen, just in time to see Xin'er covering her face, tears streaming down.

  Don't be afraid, I'm here, they can't stir up any trouble!

  "Little brother, they didn't come here to eat!"

  Shen Qingyang's heart tightened, when did he become a beautiful girl's brother? However, he knew the purpose of these people coming here: to find someone! To find a cook who can make authentic Sichuan cuisine!

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