The Caucasian man sat down and raised a hand. The same waiter walked over and asked in English, “What would you like the order, Sir?” 

‘A Chinese man with a callous on his index finger and speaks very fluent English. Who exactly is he?’ wondered Xia Lei. He activated his left eye and checked the waiter. What he saw was a very strong body, with eight defined muscles on his abdomen, gunshot scars on both his abdomen and chest. There was also a terrifying tattoo of Medusa on his chest. 

The Caucasian man said, “The usual.” 

“Alright, please wait for your meal.” The waiter left. 

Xia Lei’s gaze fell on the Caucasian man once again, who also had a robust physique. He was covered in scars from gunshots and blades. There was also a pistol with a muffler attached, a voice recording pen and the pin on his tuxedo was actually a pinhole camera. Xia Lei also saw a passport with the name Sperry on it. 

Xia Lei thought to himself. ‘Sperry chose to meet here and that waiter...