Chapter 784

"What is this?"

The master of a family of three stood up and asked nervously.

The middle-aged man thought, shook his head and said, "it should be exercise. Highest alert? Hum, what makes us enter the highest alert state where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't shit? Unless it's a Mexican gang. "

"The cell phone has no signal."

The daughter of a family of three raised her mobile phone and shook it.

The middle-aged man frowned, walked quickly to the front desk, picked up the landline microphone, pressed a few numbers casually, and looked serious: "the phone can't go out."

"What?" The master of a family of three quickly walked over and said in a hurry, "who are you calling? I can't get through?"

"I called 911," the middle-aged man handed over the microphone. "If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself."

The man took the microphone and pressed several numbers. Soon, his face was pale, he put down the microphone, staggered back two steps, suddenly grabbed the young man named Harry and said in a hurry, "where's my car? Repair my car quickly. We're leaving here."

"Hey, take it easy." The middle-aged man rushed forward, separated them and angrily said, "you're not helpful. Do you hear me clearly?"

"I don't care. I just want my car. I want to get out of this place."

Just as the three pulled, as soon as the doorbell rang, a white haired old lady in a red skirt came in step by step.

"Oh, what's the matter with you?"

In the old lady's curious eyes, the three men looked at each other and hated to let go.

When the host of a family of three returned to his seat and passed by the old lady, he whispered, "did you drive here?"

The old lady nodded.

"Well... Was there nothing unusual on the way?"

"No," the old lady blinked. "Not only is there no abnormality, but I feel particularly beautiful today."

The host turned his mouth and sat back in his seat.

The old lady sat shakily on the seat closest to the door. Maria comforted her father and Harry to leave. She walked forward with the menu and said with a smile: "Hello, madam, please look at the menu."

"Don't look at the menu, honey." The old lady smiled and said, "a steak, thank you."

"Yes," Maria wrote quickly on the list, "how would you like it?"

The old lady smiled: "one point."

"OK... What?" Maria suspected that she had heard wrong and looked at the old lady suspiciously, "how would you like it... Cooked?"

"One point, honey."

The old lady smiled.

"Uh... Okay."

Maria felt that she had met a strange person today. Generally speaking, Americans eat medium rare or medium rare. As a result, Sharon asked for a well cooked one. Even if it's well done, I didn't expect an old lady to come back and ask for medium cooked.

rare

Isn't it just a flick on the fire?

It's a little hot, and it's all on my hands.

However, these are the needs of customers. Although Maria felt a little strange, she didn't say much. She turned and just wanted to leave. But unexpectedly, the old lady stopped her: "honey, is your name Maria?"

"Yes," Maria frowned, "do you know me, too?"

"Ha ha," the old lady also didn't answer positively, looking at Maria's big stomach, "it seems that you should have a baby soon?"

Maria was a little flustered by the old lady's eyes. She touched her stomach and stepped back carefully. She nodded and said, "yes, just these two days."

"Well, just these two days." The old lady laughed, "then bless you and give birth to a dead baby."

"Thank you... What?" Maria stared. "What are you talking about?"

"I said that what you have in your stomach is rubbish that should be thrown into the dustbin when you are born."

The old lady burst into laughter.

Hearing her laughter, everyone looked surprised. Maria's father, the middle-aged man, swung his stool and wanted to rush over and beat the old lady. Harry next to him quickly stopped him. The old lady looks like she's not 90 or 85. If this stool falls, she'll be dead or disabled.

"Go to hell, old bastard."

Maria spat and left angrily.

As Harry worried, if she hadn't seen each other so old, she would have slapped her.

Although she was spat, the old lady not only didn't get angry, but hummed a little song and murmured, "dead baby, all babies in the world deserve to die..."

The three members of the family closest to her looked disgusting and looked at the old lady as if they were crazy.

Although Maria was angry, she still tried to restrain herself. She came to Sharon with the dinner plate, put the food in front of Sharon one by one, and then whispered, "that old lady, isn't the person you're waiting for?"

Sharon smiled: "no, I don't know such a dirty old thing."

"Er... Although her words are vicious, there's no need to say that about her."

Maria smiled reluctantly.

Xie Lun picked his eyebrow: "I can't see you're still so kind."

Maria shrugged. "After all, she's so old. She may be old and confused. She can't see things like her."

"So old?" Sharon smiled. "Although she is old, she may be better than all of you."

Maria thought Sharon was joking. She patted Sharon on the shoulder and left with a smile. However, when she delivered the meal to the old lady, there was no smile on her face. She directly threw the plate containing steak in front of the old lady and left angrily.

The old lady was not angry either. She picked up a knife and fork and began to cut the steak. When the knife fell, the steak was still bloody, but even so, people still put it in their mouth and chewed it.

"Oh!"

The daughter of a family of three looked at the old lady's mouth full of blood, her throat retched and almost vomited out.

The male host was already angry. Seeing his daughter like this, he couldn't sit still. He stood up and walked to the old lady. He didn't have a good way: "please, can you stop talking at dinner?"

The old lady paused, slowly raised her head, stared at the man with two eyes, and said, "what are you talking about?"

Close to it, the man discovered that the old lady's face was covered with a thick white foundation, and her mouth was scarlet blood, so she looked up at herself like a vampire jumping out of the grave.

Although it's broad daylight, the man still feels cool behind his neck and forgets to speak for a time.

"Charlie?"

The hostess of a family of three shouted for her husband with some worry.

But no one thought that the man had not answered. The old lady stood up with shredded meat between her teeth and shouted at the hostess: "shut up, bichi, it's not your turn to speak."

With a wave of her hands, she directly overturned the heavy dining table, and then pressed the man on the ground.

With a shrill scream, the old lady tore a piece of meat from the man's neck and chewed and swallowed it.