Chapter 1296: ? Breakfast time

Su Ming and Carol arrived at Echo Island with the cat, but it was very peaceful. The Cree’s chasing soldiers did not seem to come. Maybe they were stopped by the nosy superhero on the way, or they were lost. .

So after spinning around the town in the sky, Carol said it's better to find a place to eat something and wait for the chaser to take the bait.

Su Ming said that they are all at the door of the house, why not go home to eat?

Carol said no, not to mention that it is too early for her mother and brother to get up to cook, but since she joined the army, she has never returned home, even her father's funeral.

In addition to regularly sending money to the family to prove that she was still a member of the family, she did not want to return to this place full of childhood shadows, because when she returned to her hometown, she would remember how her father beat the three of them every day.

I didn't go home for several years, but now suddenly I took a man back when it was dark, what would my mother think?

So she suggested to find a store in town to have breakfast and take a break.

Su Ming said it's okay, anyway, he has already arrived in the town, and he can observe whether it is the Cree who finds it first or the Blue Zerg who arrives first.

So she enthusiastically introduced the town’s Mrs. Li fast food restaurant to the death knell. She said that she liked this cake most when she was a child, and it was the best cupcake baked in Tennessee.

In this case, Su Ming also felt that he could taste it without delay, so the two fell to the ground in the darkness before dawn, opened the door and walked into a small fast food restaurant.

Then, the customers at the meal and the staff in the store were shocked.

The two stood at the entrance of the restaurant. Carol was holding the cat in one hand and still pushing the door with the other. She was in a dilemma. She whispered to the death knell:

"Sure enough, the clothes are too revealing. These uncles and aunts all know me. Now I wear such fancy clothes and they are going to complain to my mother."

"You cover your face. The reason for their surprise is not you, but me."

Su Ming pointed to the black and yellow armor on his body, too, he had known that this kind of place also had his own legends, and now these people should be stunned when they see real people.

Carol came back to her senses, yes, she covered her face, none of these people recognized her, so she was relieved.

She walked into the fast-food restaurant and touched the soft fur of the orange cat: "Then we still eat it?"

"Why don't you eat? I'm not giving you money." Su Ming walked to the bar without hesitation, sat next to Old Charlie, knocked on the table, and hooked his finger to the waiter: "Four cupcakes, one apple pie, Another pot of coffee."

Carol smiled at everyone and sat down on the other side of the death knell. She felt that the atmosphere in the store was a bit heavy. Everyone looked at the back of them, as if suddenly lost their appetite.

She put the cat on the counter, pressed it down and said, "I suddenly remembered that I didn't have any money."

"It's okay, I have." The death knell drew a few banknotes from his pockets and put them on the bar. He snapped his fingers in front of the stupefied waiter: "Wake up, you can prepare food for me if you don't want to die.

The waiter who was awakened screamed and ran away. She didn't know if she went to the back kitchen to place an order, but she should know that the person caught by the death knell can't escape, right?

So Su Ming stepped onto the bar chair, put his hands on the bar, and relaxed his head to watch the TV news.

After watching it for a while, he smacked his lips. The news content was all condemning the Soviet Union or the old political trick.

At first glance, it is the official manuscript, using the strengths of the United States to compare the weaknesses of the Soviet Union, not mentioning a word of its own domestic problems, and at the same time desperately trying to find mistakes.

"Tsk, Bush Sr. is at this level, except for the dung called money in his mind is Cold War thinking, right?"

The process of waiting for breakfast was idle and idle, so he was very comfortable chatting with old Charlie beside him.

In the United States, scolding the president is a very effective means of talking, just like in London, the conversation between strangers always starts with the weather.

"Good day."

"Good day."

"The weather is not very good today."

"Yes, it has been foggy for three months."

Then the two gentlemen could have a round of exchanges around the smoke, complaining about the bureaucracy, and everyone gradually became familiar.

And here today, because everyone knows that the President of the United States is an idiot puppet of the consortium, there is a general consensus on this point, so this can be a good way to open up topics among strangers.

Sure enough, as soon as the topic came out, the sound of constant collision between the upper and lower gums came from the side of the death knell: "Yes...Yes, hehehehe."

Su Ming is still watching TV. Fortunately, this TV station is not his. Otherwise, he must be furious. Who would like to watch this kind of stuff in the morning news?

"It's so boring. I should put some entertainment news during breakfast. For example, whoever in Hollywood died of drug use last night, or who was arrested and raped by the eighth wife, is such a fun thing."

Su Ming smelled the aroma of cakes in the back kitchen, and it seemed that his menu was finally taken out of the stove.

"Gluck...Yes, yes." The people around answered with a smile.

"Boss?! Where's the remote control? Change the station!" Su Ming yelled at the back kitchen. The bosses of such obviously family-style fast food restaurants are generally part-time chefs: "Can you accept Wilson's music station? I want to watch MTV! "

Wilson Music Station, a TV station under Wilson Media Company, is a paid cable TV channel.

Generally speaking, places like restaurants or bars have pay desks. For example, many sports channels charge a fee.

"Squeak"

The spring door leading to the back kitchen opened a crack, and a trembling hand handed out the TV remote control.

Carol sighed. Seeing the death knell scared the folks so frightened that they didn't dare to move, a little helpless. Didn't the bad guy see that the fried egg was falling off the fork? It is very tiring to keep the mouth open.

She soothed the orange cat, walked over and took the remote control, tuned to the MTV channel and then sat back: "Can you not force everyone to chat with you? They have to go to work after dinner."

"I have a job after eating, go to kill." Su Ming turned to look at her, and said hoarsely.

As soon as the murder came out, there were several sounds of cups and plates falling in the store at the same time, the smashed pieces rolled on the tiles, and the suppressed cry could be heard vaguely.

"He means we are going to fight the aliens, don't be nervous!" Carol quickly stood up, raised her hands and shook in the air, turned and explained loudly to the people in the restaurant: "I know the legendary death knell He is a demon, but he will not hurt the crowd. Please believe me."

At this time, a new old man tremblingly pushed the door in and saw Carol who was giving a speech, and the death knell who was obviously wearing a black and yellow couple costume beside her...

"Roar Lechette!"

The old man threw the crutch in his hand, the fragrance spurted from his toothless mouth, then turned and ran at a speed no less than 100 meters than Bolt, screaming and disappearing into the darkness before dawn.

"Tsk, it looks like they don't believe it, and they threw a stick at you."

Su Ming dismantled her stage amusedly. Compared with the legends that have been circulating for decades, they are more inclined to believe in tradition.

The MJ on the TV is jumping on a familiar spacewalk. It is indeed a good deal to sign the king to join the company. At least he will not encounter the misfortune of Su Ming's previous life, and the company has also made a lot of money.

Carol took a deep breath. The death knell might not care what ordinary people think of herself, but she can't. She asked herself how she had never done anything wrong with her, and how could she endure such cold and violent treatment.

She lifted her long hair, raised her hand and removed her mask, revealing her face.

"I am Carol Danfoss, the U.S. Air Force. I grew up in this town. I assure everyone that the death knell will respect my ideas and will not hurt everyone." She floated up so everyone could see her clearly. Face, then she turned her head to the death knell: "Right? You don't kill people casually, do you?"

Su Ming's gaze never seemed to leave the TV: "As long as this shop delivers the cakes and pies I ordered sooner, it won't."

"Okay, did you all hear it? It's okay, I swear in my mother's name that I will protect everyone." Carol fell down and went to every table to appease the folks.

Many people here know her because she has been very beautiful, cute, and silly since she was a child.

Stupid people are often more honest. As neighbors in the town, they believed Carol's words. Instead, they kept asking various questions around her.

Like, "How did you become a masked man"? "What is your relationship with the death knell"? ‘Do aliens really exist’?

Waiting for this kind of question, made her feel confused.

Su Ming looked at the orange cat that was placed on the counter, and the bitter beast was also looking at him.

It sighed humanely, and its little head shook, as if feeling something. It was indeed because of Carol's strong brain and not very good, so it planned to follow her.

But she didn't expect her brain to be so bad, how could she blew up her secret identity after eating breakfast? Is this the real foodie?

Its eyes are like asking the death knell: ‘I’m throwing a blind eye to the light now, is it too late to mix with you’?

It’s just that Su Ming didn’t answer ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Strangulation came out first, and flowed to the counter and quarreled with the Yuan-chewing beast. The host belongs to it. There is no need for a pet that sells Devouring by the death knell Up!

"His!"

"Meow meow!"

The ghost knew how they communicated, but after Strangling promised to teach it how to lie to Carol, the Elemental Eater gave up its plan to talk to the death knell, and it decided to look at it again.

After all, in terms of strength, the death knell is undoubtedly strong, but it has been taken over by the symbiote, and he can only get half of the food following him.

It may also be life-threatening, because this symbiote is different from those it has seen in the past, and it is too strong, and it is not sure that it can eat the **** of the symbiote.

And with Carol, who is relatively weak, everything he can eat is his, there is no competition and no danger.

This is a question of trade-offs.