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Chapter 241 Kill the soldier, open the family tree separately!

Kuang Jie carefully chose her words and said, "In principle, it's not possible."

So that means it's okay?
Qi Hui looked at Kuang Jie with surprise, quietly waiting for her next words. That's how officials talk.

“But we look similar to South Koreans, and Americans can hardly distinguish between us,” Kuang Jie said.
"It's still possible to sneak in if you find a way."

"Once you get in, you just need to queue and follow the tour rules to visit the open areas."

Upon hearing this, Qi Hui and the other three exchanged glances and simultaneously smiled.
"Hey hey hey..."

"Come on, eat," Qi Hui said. "Eat your fill and go back to sleep. We'll try it tomorrow."

"It would be great if it succeeded, but it's not a big problem if it didn't."

"Hahaha..." Wu Jing and the others laughed heartily, feeling cheerful and suddenly looking forward to tomorrow.

boom!
But then, there was a sudden loud bang at the door.

Qi Hui and his companions, who were laughing heartily, were startled and instinctively turned their heads to look, their expressions turning hostile.

Damn it, are you sick in the head?

What the hell is going on?

Upon closer inspection, they discovered that the three were American soldiers in military uniforms.

Two white people and one black person.

Somewhat counterintuitively, Black people are short, ugly, and dark-skinned.

If it weren't for that face, Qi Hui would have thought it was Lu Chuan!

The three American soldiers didn't push the door properly; instead, they kicked the glass door of the restaurant and walked in casually.

That loud bang just now was from that kick.

Fortunately, the glass door was of good quality and he didn't break it.

The three American soldiers looked around and found that the barbecue restaurant was already full of people, and their expressions immediately became somewhat displeased.

The reason this area is so prosperous is because it is close to the US military base.

The initial merchants all came to serve the US military.

Later, the quality of the shops improved, attracting more and more people and making the area increasingly prosperous.

But Americans don't care about any of that. They're used to being domineering and there are no seats if you want to eat.
This is not how they are treated.

Just tell them to get lost.

His gaze swept across the room and locked onto Qi Hui's table of people.

There was no other reason than that no one dared to make eye contact with the three of them.

Qi Hui and his group at the table stared at the three of them like they were monkeys, as if they were clowns in a circus.

There was even one person holding up a phone?

This annoyed the three American soldiers. Damn it!
Damn Asian guy, want to get punched again?
The three of them immediately walked quickly to Qi Hui's table, slammed their hands on the table, and shouted in English:
"Get out of the way, we want this table!"

Qi Hui grinned maliciously, then suddenly stood up and kicked out.

boom!
Caught off guard, the white man in the lead was sent flying backwards, crashing into his two companions.

"Qi Hui, wait..." Kuang Jie called out the moment Qi Hui stood up.

But it was too late.

The moment the three entered, Lu Yang had already taken out his phone and photographed everything about them.

Wu Jing also stood up, his face showing hostility. As one of the main combat forces, he certainly couldn't fall behind.

Guo Fan also grabbed the tongs used for grilling meat, preparing to launch a sneak attack.

Putting everything else aside, beating up the US military would definitely make us look good.

Others might want to do this, but they don't have the chance yet!
Faced with Qi Hui's kick, the three American soldiers' first reaction was not anger, but bewilderment.

This is the first time they've encountered someone who dared to fight back since they started serving.

Immediately following the initial shock came an uncontrollable rage.

Damn it, they actually dared to fight back?!

"Hey, soldier, what were you guys talking about?" Qi Hui raised his chin and called out in English, grabbing a beer bottle from the next table.

When it comes to fighting, you naturally need to have some weapons!
The people at the next table were all gone, and sensing something was wrong, they made a hasty retreat.

Upon hearing Qi Hui's words, the three American soldiers were somewhat surprised and uncertain.

This doesn't sound like the way a South Korean should speak.

“Hey, soldiers,” Kuang Jie called out in English, “I can contact the embassy anytime. Are you sure you want to keep messing around?”

"Fuck you?" The three American soldiers finally realized: "You're Chinese?"

"Is it not allowed?" Wu Jing replied in broken English.

"Don't eat the pickled radishes!" the lead white man exclaimed, scratching his head in annoyance.

Then he reached for Wu Jing's plate and grabbed three or four pieces of roasted meat.

"Listen, Chinese, this is payment for that kick you just gave me, you owe me!" he said, putting the meat into his mouth and chewing it.

He even shared some with his two companions. This guy's actually pretty loyal!

After finishing the meat in their hands, the three walked away grumbling.

Wu Jing was speechless; these Americans really weren't willing to suffer any loss.

Watching the three leave, Lu Yang put down his phone and gave Qi Hui a thumbs up:
"Senior, that kick was so cool!"

"Keep it low-key, keep it low-key." Qi Hui put down the wine bottle in his hand, a hint of regret on his face.

"What's wrong?" Wu Jing asked irritably, "Are you disappointed that things didn't work out?"

“A little.” Qi Hui said bluntly: “If I become the first Chinese to kill the American army 53 years from now.”

"Then we should be able to create a separate family tree, right?"

"Damn!" Guo Fan exclaimed in shock, "Qi Hui, your idea is dangerous!"

Not to mention Guo Fan, even Kuang Jie was startled by these words.

"I was just thinking about it." Qi Hui rolled his eyes. "There was a reason why I dared to kick him just now."

"Now is a critical time for US-South Korea friendship, and they certainly wouldn't dare to escalate things."

That's why I dared to take action.

Seeing the genuine expression on Qi Hui's face, Kuang Jie breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that this guy might do something rash.

"You truly live up to your reputation," Guo Fan said, giving a thumbs-up in admiration.

Just now, he really thought Qi Hui was a hothead who only attacked because he couldn't stand it.

totally unexpected……

"No wonder you succeeded." Wu Jing felt a little envious. Why hadn't he thought of that?

"Senior brother, I toast you!" Lu Yang picked up a piece of roasted meat and used it as a substitute for alcohol.

"Come on, let's eat together." Qi Hui laughed heartily, in an extremely cheerful mood.

After this incident, the group's appetites increased significantly, and they started eating heartily.

After a hearty meal, all the meat and vegetables on the table were completely devoured.

"Uh...the bill!" Qi Hui burped and called to the waiter.

Kuang Jie looked at Qi Hui with great interest, anticipating his expression.

Soon, the person checking out arrived.

However, he wasn't a waiter, but a manager.

After a flurry of activity, the manager handed over the bill.

Qi Hui glanced at it, somewhat surprised, but within acceptable limits.

He paid immediately and readily, but Qi kept the bill as a souvenir.

Kuang Jie was somewhat annoyed, as she didn't see the expression she wanted to see on Qi Hui's face.

"Qi Hui, have you been to South Korea before?" Kuang Jie couldn't help but ask immediately.

"No, but I've heard about their high prices," Qi Hui said with a smile.

Kuang Jie nodded, glanced at the bill, and then paid her share.

She and Qi Hui had different statuses; they were all employed and needed to be careful in these matters.

After hearing what she said, Qi Hui stopped insisting.

"How much is it?" Lu Yang and Guo Fan asked curiously as they approached.

Then they saw a long string of numbers.

“One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million… Damn, a meal of barbecue costs a million?” Guo Fan exclaimed.

Lu Yang also looked incredulous.

"Don't get excited," Qi Hui said. "This is Korean won; you need to convert it to RMB."

"Oh..." Guo Fan breathed a sigh of relief, he had almost forgotten about it.

What was the exchange rate again? I think it was around two hundred...

"Damn, five thousand yuan for a barbecue?!" Guo Fan exclaimed.

No wonder the waiter and manager looked like that; this meal alone would wipe out a month's salary for most people!

"What the hell? Five thousand?" Wu Jing and Lu Yang looked incredulous.

That meal would cost at most seven or eight hundred yuan in the country, maybe a little over a thousand.

What the heck is five thousand?

The three of them stared at the bill, dumbfounded and completely shocked.

Looking at their expressions, Kuang Jie was immediately satisfied; she had finally seen the reaction she wanted to see.

After a long pause, Lu Yang finally managed to utter a sentence: "How exactly do ordinary people in this country survive?"

(End of this chapter)