Murder

The two went to a restaurant on the side of the road.

Fali ordered salad, steak, and a large pudding. Chen Zhao didn't have a small appetite, but if he ate fully, his month's paycheck would be gone.

He really had a big appetite. After all, he'd drunk the strength potion. The effect was more than double of David's. This meant that Chen Zhao's appetite was twice the amount of David.

Even though it wasn't Thanksgiving, Chen Zhao still ordered an entire roast turkey. It was a western restaurant, but Chen Zhao and Fali weren't the type who ate gracefully. Plus, there weren't many rules in a small-town restaurant.

When they ate, they really showed their true colors. Chen Zhao grabbed the turkey and munched.

Halfway through their meal, someone suddenly patted Fali's shoulder. "Hey, sexy, want to go to the bar with me? I know where the fun is."

Chen Zhao looked up. It was Ken's classmate.