The battle was already over when Yuan Zhisheng arrived at the scene.

He saw the man standing in front of the Ferris wheel.

Except for the Ferris wheel, the entire amusement park is still intact, and the rest of the place is in chaos.

The tourists trapped in the Ferris wheel were trembling in the cabin, and no one dared to leave here.

The man in front of him was bathed in blood like Shura, and the flames in his golden eyes seemed to melt the whole world.

He stood at the hatch of one of the Ferris wheels, the hatch was empty.

“Have you brought a lighter?”

The man noticed Yuan Zhisheng who arrived at the scene, took out a pack of Huazi from his pocket and took out a sign.

"Xuan Haojun, you've done it too much."

Genjitsu directed the Japanese branch commissioners present to carry out the aftermath.

These tourists can only "invite" back to guard first, and it is a big project to brainwash them all.

"I'm asking you, have you brought a lighter?"

Xuan Hao frowned.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't seem to want to give him a lighter.

"I have applied to the headquarters. Now, as the director of the Executive Director of the Japan Branch, I have officially issued a repatriation order to you. I hope you can cooperate with my work, Xuan Haojun."

Yuan Zhisheng looked serious and shook the "spider cut" in his hand.

Xuan Hao didn't say anything, and walked past Yuan Zhisheng as if nothing had happened.

A pack of "Soft Seven Stars" and a pack of matches appeared in his hand inexplicably.

"It turns out that the Japanese branch is so poor, I don't even deserve a lighter."

He lit a match and lit Huazi in his hand. Xuan Hao took a breath and let out a smoke ring.

"The cigarettes that women smoke are not suitable for you."

His steps did not stop, and he threw the matches and the "Soft Seven Stars" behind his back.

Yuan Zhisheng caught it blankly.

"Didn't you hear me?" he frowned.

"You seem to have gotten something wrong."

While walking, Xuan Hao tore open the blood-stained casual clothes on his body, revealing his perfect muscles.

"Neither Kassel Academy nor you are qualified to order me. Whether to go back or not, I can decide when I go back."

The dyed rag fluttered with the wind, blocking Yuan Zhisheng's vision.

When Yuan Zhisheng's vision could see the front again, there was no sign in front of him.

"Sakura, let Kaguya Hime retrieve the city's surveillance. The S-level commissioner of the headquarters refused to be repatriated. He helped me find his location and prepared to take compulsory measures."

He took a deep breath and looked at the sky at night, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

......

Japan branch, Executive Office.

After receiving the order from the young master, Yabuki Sakura immediately began to mobilize Kaguya Hime to search the whole city.

He quickly locked Xuan Hao's position.

"What is he doing?" Yasha asked the crow next to him with a strange look on his face.

"Eat ramen! Are you fucking eyes?" The crow looked at his mentally retarded.

"Of course I know he is eating ramen! But this is too calm, right? He just beat a mixed-race species that looked awesome in the amusement park so that he didn't even have any residue left! Now he is sitting there calmly eating ramen? He is still talking and laughing with the ramen master, as if nothing has happened. Is it in this river?" Yasha's mouth twitched.

"Not nothing happened. Perhaps for him, this is just a trivial thing like replenishing nutrition after just exercising, it is simply insignificant." Yabuki Sakura frowned and stared at the man on the surveillance screen.

Is it really OK for the young master to be alone?

However, for Gen Zhisheng, as the "strongest" in the Japanese branch, he can only say that he can do it. If he can't do it, it means that the entire Japanese branch has lost.

A shirtless man sat in front of a trolley on the street near the school.

The boss placed a bowl of hot ramen in front of the man.

This is a bowl of light soup ramen, which is not greasy and is suitable for "meat and fish" to dissolve the oil.

The ramen master's hand holding the ramen bowl was wrinkled. Under the dim light, he could barely see the old man's face that had gone through the years but still had charm, especially his eyes, which had a hidden sharpness.

"Young man, you want the clear soup ramen."

The ramen master smiled and greeted the young man in front of him. He looked at his tight muscles. It was so good to be young.

"Young man? Well, it seems to be right."

Xuan Hao was stunned for a moment. It seemed that no one had called him like this for a long time, because after all, he is now in contact with some "peers".

"Young man just finished the fight, right? I really envy you young people, who are full of energy."

The ramen master wiped the table with a rag. He was a little curious about the young man in front of him. He hadn't seen such a strong young man in the Ba family of Snake Qi for a long time. He could feel the strength from that muscle, and... the boy also had a faint smell of blood.

"Emmmm...isn't it?" Xuan Hao spared his head, "When he was dating, a fool who was confused, came out, so I taught him a lesson."

"Oh? That's pretty done!" the ramen master praised.

In his opinion, it is indeed very satisfying. No one wants anyone to disturb him during a date for no reason, right? In love and fighting, this is youth. He likes such honest guys very much, at least he likes much more than a beating guy like Anger.

"Is it possible that the young man belongs to which club? I don't look like it, I don't have a tattoo."

The ramen master seemed to be talking and started to mutter.

"Ah, tattoos are of no use to me." Xuan Hao shook his head helplessly, "I'm not a traitor, today is a pure accident."

"But, do you know a lot, boss?"

"Hey, look at what you said. I have been setting up a stall for decades, and no one has ever seen it?" The ramen master laughed.

"It's been decades, and it's not easy. Have you ever considered changing jobs?"

"Haha, forget it, I'm used to this kind of life."

The ramen master shook his head and smiled. He felt distressed, but he didn't say that he was a black householder who didn't even have an ID card. Where did you ask him to find other jobs?

But it’s good to get used to it. This kind of life is free.

He turned his head and smiled at all kinds of people. There was a school nearby. At night, many young people would sneak out to date. Looking at them, he felt that he would be younger.

"Well, it tastes great."

Xuan Hao tasted a bite of ramen. Although it was just a bowl of ordinary ramen, it allowed him to taste the taste of time, like the fireworks on earth, plain and quiet.

After picking the noodles, he found a fried egg covered in the noodles.

It was obvious that he ordered the noodle soup, it was really.

This old man, don't he think he is so poor that he can't even afford to wear clothes...

"Thanks."
Chapter completed!