There are quite a few Mexican barbecue shops here.
Brian had inquired around for a good while before finding the one he was looking for.
The shop wasn't large, spanning only about a dozen square meters and furnished with four tables. Behind the counter was a middle-aged, thin woman with brown hair wearing a headscarf.
Beside the woman sat an elderly lady.
The moment he saw these two, a powerful warm flow surged through Brian's body, dispelling his fatigue while subtly altering his physique.
Hm?
Without showing any reaction, Brian clenched his fist, blew a whistle towards Shi San, and headed towards the parking lot.
Shi San glanced at Brian, puzzled, then scurried after him with her short legs, "Woof? (Big dog, why does your aura seem even more terrifying?)"
Brian ignored Shi San and quickened his pace.
Back in the car.
He immediately pulled the curtains shut, collapsed onto the seat, and let out a suppressed roar!
It hurt so much!
In the rearview mirror.
