So Hao Yunyang had become indifferent to many things. At his current level, everything was just clouds…
Sitting in the car and daydreaming, unknowingly, three cars had already exited the Fuqian Expressway and entered Hangzhou’s territory! “Let’s stop ahead and grab a meal,” rubbing his stomach, Hao Yunyang told a Dragon Organization member driving: “Ramen!”
After getting off the expressway and entering Hangzhou, in less than six minutes, a ramen shop with two large boilers at the entrance came into Hao Yunyang’s view.
Three cars – an Audi 7, a Range Rover, and Hao Yunyang’s current ride, an Audi – screeched to a stop outside this ordinary ramen shop, startling the owner spinning noodles at the entrance.
Before the shop’s customers and owner could react, the doors of three cars worth nearly ten million opened. Six burly men in black suits and sunglasses – a standard bodyguard look – jumped out from the front Audi and rear Range Rover.
Next to come down was Hao Yunyang from the middle Audi.
“G-great boss,” the ramen shop owner was terrified. Even though Hao Yunyang looked only in his twenties with a friendly appearance, the eight special ops and Dragon Organization members behind him created an invisible pressure. Despite Hao Yunyang’s harmonious looks, he was involuntarily categorized as intimidating.
Stammering, the owner’s forehead was covered in sweat, his extreme nervousness evident.
However, this reaction surprised Hao Yunyang, who found it somewhat amusing, saying, “Don’t be afraid. We’re here to eat noodles.”
“Ah,” the shop owner looked utterly shocked.
“Sixteen portions of ramen,” Hao Yunyang stretched and smiled, “With eggs, small ribs, large ribs, lamb, and beef. Make it quick.”
When Hao Yunyang and his eight companions entered the small ramen shop, it was already full. A few timid young people, seeing them enter, quickly finished their meals and left.
A crash of ceramic bowls hitting the ground interrupted another special operations team member’s explanation. The ramen shop owner, who had probably watched too many Hong Kong films, immediately turned pale upon hearing them refer to Hao Yunyang as the “dragon head”. His hand trembled, and the first serving of ramen he was carrying shattered into pieces.
