The Marvelous Dragon Balls

Chapter 12 These damn rich people!

"Oh oh."

Peter nodded ignorantly, took two steps back, silently watched Lorna take a menu, gently put it on the table, and said to the brown-haired woman: "What do you want to eat?"

The brown-haired woman obviously came here prepared, without even looking at the menu, she said directly: "Kung Fu barbecue."

"This dish is ordered by portion. How many pounds does it cost?"

"Let's get a pound first."

"OK, just a second."

Lorna put away the menu and walked into the back kitchen and said to Insent, "Boss, a customer ordered a pound of Kung Fu barbecue."

"You came?"

Inshengte, who was cutting his head and cutting vegetables, said without looking up, "I see, have you met Peter? He is a new handyman and has no work experience. You should teach him more."

"Ok."

Lorna agreed, changed her work clothes first, then walked to Peter, and pointed out what to do and what not to do.

After a while, Yin Shengte walked out of the back kitchen with a plate of cooked raw meat, glanced at the shop, and walked straight to the brown-haired woman, placing the plate in her hand on the table, in front of her. Use qigong to roast slices of raw meat.

Faced with this scene that could not be explained by science, the brown-haired woman was extremely shocked. With big blue eyes, staring round like beads, she gently covered her red lips with her right hand, not letting herself scream, she appeared Very educated.

"Please enjoy."

As Shengte finished the barbecue and was about to return to the back kitchen, the brown-haired woman got up and called him: "Please wait a minute."

"Joy Mitcham."

The brown-haired woman reported her name and stretched out a white and tender right hand to Insant: "I am an old friend of Danny Rand."

Because Shengte was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, this is Danny Rand’s childhood sweetheart, and his wealth is also billions. He is one of the resident directors of Rand Group, and he will actually appear in his own house. The purpose of the small shop is quite intriguing. She is not like Danny Rand who came from Kunlun. The kung fu plot is not that deep.

"Insent Lee."

Insint squeezed Joey Mitcham's fingertips and shook it gently: "It's nice to meet you, Ms. Mitcham."

"Mutual, can you sit down and talk?"

"of course."

At this time, no other guests came to the door. Because of the characteristics of the saint, he nodded and sat down graciously: "This is my honor."

Joey Mitcham glanced at the barbecue in front of him, and said with emotion: "Mr. Lee, just three minutes ago, I still thought that you were a brazen liar."

Yin Shengte raised his eyebrows, surprised at her directness, waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, facing the unknown, doubting is human instinct."

"In fact, until now, I still can't fully believe it."

Joey Mitcham stared at Insant with a sharp gaze and said, "Perhaps, you are actually a brilliant magic master."

"Ha ha."

Yin Sheng smiled indifferently: "Ms. Micham, I don't owe you anything. There is no need to prove myself to you. Whether you believe or not believe in the existence of qi, what does it have to do with me?"

Hearing this, Joey Michaum narrowed his eyes, bit his lower lip lightly, and said, "Mr. Li, you don't seem to know who I am, I am..."

"I know that the well-known Michaum family, the director of the Rand Group, is worth billions and powerful."

Yin Sheng raised his hand to interrupt the words in Joey's mouth, and asked, "So what?"

Joey Mitcham took a deep breath, barely calmed the anger in his heart, and showed a symbolic smile: "I was rude. Actually, I came today because of Danny. Tell me,

Having said that, Joey Mitcham paused and said in Chen Ken’s tone: “So, Mr. Li, please understand and make me believe in the existence of Qi. For me, for Danny , Are really very important."

Because Shengte understood right now, it must be Danny Rand, who told Joey a lot of "Kunlun", "Hands Hehui" and other nonsense, but there was no way to prove that in the original plot, he was therefore Joey was sent to a mental hospital and locked up...

At this point, Yin Sheng couldn’t help but curiously asked: “Did he not summon the'Iron Fist' to show you? I think, a fist that shines from the inside out, there is nothing else but Qi. Explained."

"not at all."

Joey Mitcham glanced at Insant suspiciously: "However, he did say the word'iron fist', but I can't understand it at all..."

"That's it..."

In Sainte’s jaw lightly, he knew that although he had received his guidance, the current Danny Rand still could not summon the "Iron Fist" as he wanted. After thinking about it, he stretched out to Joey Michaum. Out of the right hand said: "Well, I will help him again! Ms. Michaum, through a technique called'breath giving', I can convey my own'qi' to others, please give me your hand , I will let you feel the'qi' for yourself."

Joey Mitcham hesitated for a while, and then slowly stretched out his arm, and carefully placed five slender fingers on Insant's palm: "Is this okay?"

Yin Sheng nodded: "Close your eyes, try to shield the surrounding noise, concentrate, and when you are ready, just tell me."

After a while, Joey Mitcham, with his eyes closed, said quietly, "I'm ready."

The next moment, Joey Mitcham suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole person shivered violently. He quickly withdrew his right hand like an electric shock, staring straight at his fingertips: "This... this ..."

"This is'qi'."

He got up because of Saint's body. Before Joey could react, he was already walking away, leaving only one sentence: "Tell Danny Rand that he owes me a favor."

Just run away after you pretend, what a cool back!

Yin Sheng thought triumphantly, but... he just returned to the back kitchen with his front feet, and saw Lorna follow in with a weird face and handed him a black bank card: "Boss, outside The customer locked our store door and put up a'stop business' sign. When I went to stop her, she gave me this card and told you to swipe it at will..."

"..."

Facing this familiar operation, Yin Sheng's mouth twitched, and he muttered with envy and hatred: "These damn rich people!"

It's just five buckets of rice, I... still bend down...