Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

Qin Yu and his group shook their heads, not paying too much attention to this little incident, and continued chatting as they went downstairs to pay the bill.

"Gao Ping, go settle the bill."

Li Sisi spoke first.

Gao Ping was taken aback: "Huh? Didn't you say you were treating?"

"Yes, I'll treat you, you pay the bill, no problem."

Li Sisi spread her hands, speaking with a self-righteous air despite her lack of conviction.

Gao Ping's face suddenly darkened, and a curse slipped out:

"Your mother..."

"Huh!?" Li Sisi's eyes widened suddenly, radiating a chilling killing intent:

"What do you want to say?"

Gao Ping's lips twitched slightly, and he quickly changed his words:

"Your mother is very beautiful."

"Hmm, that's more like it. Let's go pay the bill." Li Sisi said with a smile.

Gao Ping looked like he was about to cry, and could only obediently go to pay the bill.

Looking at the four-figure sum on the bill, Gao Ping felt as if his heart was bleeding.

How come these bastards can spend four figures on a two-yuan meat skewer? 〒_〒

Gao Ping's hands trembled as he took out his phone to pay the bill, but when he saw the message that suddenly came to his phone, his pupils contracted sharply, and his face turned angry as he said:

"These beasts!"

"Hey, hey, hey, all I asked you to do was ask you to pay the bill, is it really necessary to get so angry?"

Li Sisi walked over, somewhat speechless.

"No, look at this."

Gao Ping shook his head and handed the information displayed on his phone to Li Sisi.

After glancing at it, Li Sisi's expression changed instantly, her eyes filled with anger and killing intent as she said:

"Those damned bastards deserve to die!"

Upon seeing this, Qin Yu and his group all gathered around with curious expressions:

"Sister Sisi, Uncle Gao, what happened?"

Gao Ping took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and said:

"As expected, the Divine Messenger Society made its move during the Spring Festival."

"Just now, they organized a suicide squad to blow up the entire Kunnan Railway Station using human bombs. The initial estimate of casualties is at least 50!"

"What!?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu and his group were all shocked and their expressions turned angry.

Previously, the Divine Envoy Society's attacks were primarily aimed at assassinating human geniuses, rarely targeting innocent bystanders.

But to everyone's surprise, this time the Divine Envoy Society went so far as to carry out a suicide terrorist attack, which is simply outrageous!

In an instant, everyone's expression turned extremely solemn, and the previous cheerful and playful atmosphere vanished in a flash.

Even Qin Yu, who was usually quite unserious, had a solemn expression and remained silent at this moment.

……

Meanwhile, Han Xiaohu and his group hurriedly ran out of the restaurant in a panic. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Qin Yu and his group did not chase after them.

"Damn it, so what if he has a governor as a grandfather? What's he so arrogant about?"

Han Xiaohu muttered curses.

Upon hearing this, Li Bo'er was so frightened that she quickly tried to dissuade him:

"Tiger, let's keep our voices down. If they hear us, we're finished!"

"So what if I heard it!"

Han Xiaohu pursed his lips and said, "You guys don't really think that I, Brother Tiger, am afraid of that kid, do you?"

"If that kid wasn't just a little brat who hasn't even grown his hair yet, I would have gone up and beaten him up long ago."

All the younger brothers: "..."

Goodness, if they hadn't seen you clinging to someone's leg and crying your eyes out just now, they would have actually believed it.

"By the way, Huang San, it's one thing for Brother Hu to kneel down, but why did you suddenly kneel down? Now all the brothers have to kneel down with you."

One of the underlings looked at the blond-haired underling with a dissatisfied expression and complained.

Originally, this matter had nothing to do with them; it was just Tiger showing off all by himself.

Then this kid suddenly knelt down, completely catching them off guard.

"You know nothing!"

The blond-haired thug stood with his hands on his hips, looking completely self-righteous, and said:

"If Tiger kneels down and we don't, wouldn't Tiger lose face?"

The underlings were all taken aback upon hearing this.

"Hmm? That makes a lot of sense."

Upon hearing this, Han Xiaohu patted the blond-haired henchman on the shoulder with a look of satisfaction.

"Look at Huang San, and then look at you all. That's the difference! You should all learn from him from now on!"

The blond-haired henchman lowered his head and said with a fawning smile:

"It's all thanks to Brother Tiger's excellent teaching."

But no one noticed that at that moment, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the blond-haired henchman's mouth.

……

Meanwhile, at the Bozhou City branch of the Divine Messenger Society.

These sewer rats are currently sitting around a large table, drinking beer and eating skewers.

Because Bozi is a small fourth- or fifth-tier city with few valuable resources to plunder, the Divine Envoy Society did not deploy many personnel there.

It could even be said that they are already in a state of semi-abandonment.

This meant that the members of the Bozi City branch of the Divine Messenger Society received almost no tasks from their superiors, and they had nothing to do every day.

"Damn it, if this keeps up, we won't even be able to afford food."

The scarred man sitting in the main seat grumbled and cursed.

The Divine Messenger Society doesn't have a base salary; it relies entirely on performance-based commissions.

The key issue is that this small, run-down place has absolutely nothing, so they can't make any contribution at all.

This left them penniless at the moment.

"Boss, why don't we just turn ourselves in? At least they'll provide food and lodging in prison."

One of the younger brothers said with a bitter expression.

"If you had said something so discouraging a year ago, I would have given you a good beating, but now, I want to say, what you said makes a damn good point!"

Scarface sighed softly.

As the president of this branch, although the number of members is small...

But every day when he opens his eyes, he has to think about feeding more than a dozen people, which puts him under tremendous pressure!

Just as Scarface was feeling dejected, a message popped up on his phone.

He took it out and looked at it. His pupils shrank instantly, and then his face lit up with ecstasy.

"Brothers, here's your chance to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!"

……

……

P.S.: Does anyone know what brand of milk this is? It feels familiar yet strange.