"What are you up to?"
As Julius Reed and Miguel Abbott approached the restaurant, several people shouted towards them.
"If you're not here to eat, then what? Looking for trouble?"
Julius Reed advanced towards them, and the two men looked at each other.
"Fancy cigarette, from Europe, costs over five hundred yuan per pack."
Observing the cigarette in the man's mouth, Julius Reed commented with a smile.
"Pah!"
The man scowled, spat the cigarette onto the ground, and stamped it out.
Julius Reed ignored the gesture and entered the Horse Meat Restaurant with Miguel Abbott.
This was the old town area, scarcely populated and with houses of little value.
The restaurant spanned more than five hundred square meters, quite large for the old town.
Upon their entry, the noisy place fell silent, as all eyes turned towards them.
"Boss, bring us five pounds of horse meat to try," Julius Reed requested at the counter after finding a table and sitting down.
