The passenger plane slowly landed from the air at San Francisco Airport.

San Francisco is also translated as "San Francisco" and "San Francisco". It is a port city along the Pacific coast of California and a financial center in the western city of Country M.

All this is due to a carpenter in 1848 who discovered gold from the flow of water that pushed the water wheel while building a sawmill.

The news spread like wildfire, triggering a gold rush all over the world. In just three months, San Francisco's population surged by 25,000, and the gold rush rush continued. Gold diggers from various countries settled here one after another. Since then, M Country has added a city name ‘San Francisco’.

Today, gold diggers in San Francisco are basically gone, and the technology holy place "Silicon Valley" and tourism culture are the new pillars of urban economics.

“The weather is good.”

Chu Hao received the salute and walked out of the airport waiting hall. He narrowed his eyes slightly. The sun shone brightly in the sky, and the breeze blowing on his face was very gentle, completely different from the cold and cold wind in New York.

No wonder tourists passing by in October were still wearing short-sleeved sleeves, especially those coming and going at the airport gate, with white thighs in their sight.

"Sir, where are you going?" asked the taxi driver.

Chu Hao withdrew his gaze from the girl and said, "Chinatown!"

More than an hour later, Chu Hao came to San Francisco Chinatown, where his reputation was as famous as that of New York Chinatown.

"Selling buns, fresh TJ Goubuli buns..."

"HN braised noodles, authentic beef bone secret soup base..."

"BJ Roast Duck, I've eaten it once and I'm sure I'll want to do it for the second time. Don't miss it when I pass by!"

...

The familiar faces and the language imprinted deep in the soul made Chu Hao stunned.

Looking back carefully, after he came to this world, he had never had contact with people from H and was always avoiding it without any hesitation.

Hesitation may be his mood at the moment. He has always regarded himself as a bystander in the world and has not really integrated into it.

"Sir, will you give me a bowl of XM Shacha Noodle?"

A middle-aged uncle with a face in his fifties but his hair was completely white, asked Chu Hao enthusiastically.

"Okay." Chu Hao smiled and walked into the sand tea noodle shop.

He ordered a few side dishes in the freezer, and soon the boss brought a bowl of hot sand tea noodles.

The customers are only in groups of three or three, and it can be seen that the store business is not good.

"Boss, are you from southern Fujian?" Chu Hao asked in southern Fujian.

"Uh, yes, I didn't expect that we were still fellow villagers. My name is Li Yuntian, where are you?"

The store owner was a middle-aged uncle. When he heard Chu Hao’s question, he immediately showed a happy expression.

It is not easy to meet a fellow villager in a foreign country these days, especially from the same region.

Chu Hao was about to answer when a young man in his twenties suddenly ran out of the kitchen. He was very fat and was estimated to be more than 200 kilograms. When he saw the remaining noodles on the table, he reached out and picked them up and stuffed them into his mouth.

The owner of the store changed his face suddenly. He ran over and grabbed the noodles from the fat man's hand and said, "Yuncong, this cannot be eaten. Dad will cook a bowl for you again, okay?"

"Dad, I'm so hungry." The fat man Li Yuncong pouted and felt aggrieved. Then he ran to Chu Hao, and the water flowed out of the corner of his mouth: "What are you eating? It looks delicious."

As soon as he finished speaking, he snatched the bowl in front of Chu Hao and ran back to the room happily.

Li Yuntian's chest was fluttering, and he was obviously angry about it, but he finally endured it.

"Sorry, I'll cook another bowl for you." Li Yuntian said apologetically.

"No, boss, I'm full." Chu Hao said in confusion: "I took the liberty to ask, what's wrong with your son? Have you ever taken him to see a doctor?"

Hearing this, Li Yuntian sat back on the chair and handed Chu Hao a cigarette, and he started to smoke in a depressed and unhappy manner.

"Yun Cong was originally very smart, and his grades have always been very good since he was a child. After graduation, he successfully entered the Biology Department of California Institute of Technology. He also successfully obtained an internship at a biological company in Silicon Valley the year before. We should have lived a life of food and clothing without worries, but all of this changed a few months ago."

"He injured his brain because of a fight with his colleagues and was sent to the hospital by the company. When he woke up, his intelligence had deteriorated to the level of a three-year-old child. I took him to see a well-known brain hospital in M ​​Country, but all the doctors and experts were helpless. Although the company later compensated a lot of money, what's the use? My son has been ruined, and he has been ruined in this life."

When Li Yuntian said this, his sad tears couldn't stop falling in his eyes.

This is the love of fathers, even if the child becomes mentally retarded, he will never leave him.

"The brain damage of his son was not caused by a fight. I just felt a familiar wisp of energy on the other party. Now I remember that this wisp of energy is the same as those artificial mutants with flame power."

Thor's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

If you say so, the biological company where the boss and his son are located is very likely to hide the boss behind Man Man's scenes, that shitty holy master

Chu Hao was full of grievances. He came to San Francisco by himself to find out the tide organization, but he never thought he could find another big fish.

It can be basically confirmed that the High Tide Organization and the Mysterious Holy Lord are two different organizations, which belong to cooperative interests.

Chu Hao finally filtered out his interpersonal relationships, why did Obadia and Man look together and fight for the Iron Armor?

Because they each represent different interests, the boss behind the scenes is not the same person.

"Uncle Li, what is the name of the company where your son worked in the past? I have no other intentions, I just asked casually." Chu Hao said.

"It seems that it is called a DNA creature... I can't remember it very clearly, so I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you."

Li Yuntian sighed and stood up next to the stove, obviously not wanting to talk about this topic.

Chu Hao can understand this, and his behavior is no different from poking people's scars. It would be strange if he has a good face.

"Uncle, is Yun Cong here? Today is his birthday, and I bought him a cake."

An intellectual Asian girl stood at the door of the store, holding a big box in her hand.

"Shu Ya, you are a good boy, but Yun Cong has become like this. This is an unchangeable fact. You have to find a better belonging." Li Yuntian said.

"Uncle, then I'll come back another day."

The intellectual girl Shu Ya's eyes were red, she barely squeezed out a smile, and she turned around and left in a very low mood.

Chu Hao took out a stack of US dollars and placed it on the table, left his phone number, and then quietly followed the girl Shu Ya.

When he entered the street where there were relatively few crowds, Chu Hao pulled Shu Ya to the corner and covered her mouth with his right hand.

"Shh, I have no malice. I just want to know about Li Yuncong with you. I will let go now, don't shout, okay?" Chu Hao said sincerely.
Chapter completed!