The waiter didn't care about them. He was an ordinary person. Today was his second day on the job. Just running in and out to serve food would almost break his leg.

Some customers chose to leave after watching for a while, while others insisted on staying to see how much they could eat.

At this time, everyone in Barati's kitchen except Zeff was sweating profusely. The chefs could only sigh, "As expected of guests from the Grand Line," while quickly cooking their best dishes.

However, in the midst of a busy schedule, uninvited guests came to cause trouble.

About twenty guys with pistols on their waists or knives on their backs swarmed in and found seats at the door. Many people moved their chairs and made a harsh friction sound between the chair legs and the floor.

There was a malicious smile on his face.

The leader had a mountain-shaped beard on his chin and inverted mountain-shaped bangs on his forehead. He leaned arrogantly on the back of the chair and put his legs on the table. The clean tablecloth was stained by him.

The guests who were watching the excitement realized something was wrong and wanted to leave but did not dare to approach the door.

Shark Chili scanned it again and found that there was no information about these people, so he lowered his head and continued eating.

After the waiter finished serving Zhang Daye's dishes, he walked over cautiously and asked, "What do the guests want to eat?"

"Listen up, my name is Dick, I'm interested in this ship, call the captain out!"

"Please...please don't make such a joke, guest..." The waiter obviously didn't know how to deal with such a scene.

The people around Dick immediately put their arms around the waiter's neck, took out a pistol and pointed it at his head: "Don't you understand what Boss Dick said? Are you kidding? If you don't want to joke with the gun in my hand, just

Call the captain out immediately!"

"Yes...yes!" The waiter was about to cry, "I'll go right away!"

The man let go of his hand, and the waiter ran into the kitchen: "Boss..."

Rui Mengmeng quickly put down her bowl and said, "Boss, the restaurant seems to be in trouble."

Tom glanced at the fierce-looking people and thought hard about what these people were doing, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Alto

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Liya's eating speed is not affected at all. Tom gave up thinking and continued to add curvature to his bulging belly.

"Don't panic, we still don't know who is in trouble. Wendy, please pay attention to those ordinary customers later."

The chefs at the Sea Restaurant are more powerful than the fishmen cadres of the Aaron Pirates. Zhang Da also feels that they don’t need their help to deal with these scum. Maybe in Zhefu’s eyes, this is a good opportunity to build the reputation of the restaurant. He

It won't be too much, just let Wendy help look after ordinary people.

"Yeah!" Wendy wiped her mouth and was ready to add defensive magic to ordinary people.

Ye Yan held a chicken wing in his mouth and commented: "These people have poor taste. Our boat is probably much more expensive than this boat. Why do we have to grab a restaurant boat?"

Zhang Da also said: "There's nothing we can do about it. Our boat is just a small bean compared to Balati. If you want to grab it, you must grab a big one... Leave me a chicken wing!"

Compared with the restless guests, the atmosphere of Zhang Daye Tom's table was incompatible with the restaurant. This strange scene certainly attracted Dick's attention.

But before he could take a closer look, Zhefu walked out of the kitchen while wiping his hands: "I am the boss of Barati, do you have anything to do with me?"

Tetsuo was followed by Sanji and several chefs with sullen expressions.

The waiter didn't dare to come out, so he hid at the door of the kitchen and watched secretly. He was already thinking about resigning. It was too scary to see the waiter standing still with a gun pointed at him.
Chapter completed!