Chapter 93: Absorbing Physique
The area where he lives is quite prosperous, with restaurants, shops, cinemas, libraries, etc. nearby.

It is very close to Highway 10 and the transportation is very convenient.

Once you leave the community, the streets become lively.

Because not far away is the healing and beautiful beach - Santa Monica Beach.

Therefore, the number of tourists from various countries is actually greater than that of the locals on the street. Also, because it is May, everyone walking on the street is dressed very coolly.

As a professional habit, Yorks drove to the supermarket he often visited while keeping an eye on the passers-by on the street.

After parking the car in the public parking lot outside, York looked at the supermarket in front of him. It was a supermarket he often visited, so it was naturally okay.

This is a Whole Foods Market, known locally as Whole Foods Market.

It advocates high-quality life, green and healthy food, and environmental protection. It is famous for providing high-end organic food. It has fruits and vegetables that are not treated with pesticides or chemical fertilizers, poultry meat and dairy products that do not contain hormones. Health and nutrition are its signature.

Today it has grown into the largest natural and organic food retailer in the United States, with more than 200 stores.

The reputation is not bad.

The prices of goods are quite reasonable, a little more expensive than the affordable prices in other more famous supermarkets, but many people still come here specifically to buy food, especially families with babies or children.

What can be seen is that most of them are middle-class families.

York familiarly took the cart from the front hall of the supermarket and pushed it towards the entrance and exit.

"Yorks."

Hearing a greeting, York looked at the security guard guarding the door, smiled, stretched out his hand and gently clapped the hand that the other party had extended in advance.

"Oleg, how are you today?"

The patrolman has a lot of free time to rest, so he usually comes here to cook and becomes familiar with the staff here.

I don’t know if it’s a professional habit or a preparation for the future, but he always likes to get to know and talk with people and cultivate relationships to a certain extent.

"Everything is fine, York." Oleg smiled, patted his equipment, and looked confident.

Looking at Oleg's sturdy figure, Yorks kept smiling, nodded at him and walked into the supermarket.

The supermarket is very large, with food ingredients everywhere, as well as some common goods on the shelves. Of course, its more important focus is on foods such as fruits, vegetables, poultry, meat and dairy products.

The first place York went to was the fruit and vegetable area. The moment he entered, he had a rough idea of ​​what he wanted to eat.

In short, scrambled eggs with tomatoes is a must. This dish is simple and delicious.

York stopped at the tomato area, picked up two bags of packaged tomatoes marked with the Ministry of Agriculture label and threw them into the cart, then continued to the egg area.

How to identify organic food in a free country? It's very simple, just look for the organic food identification label from the Ministry of Agriculture.

Only foods that contain 95% or more organic ingredients can carry this label…

After buying eggs, chicken, pork, green peppers and other ingredients for tonight, I bought some berries, low-calorie ice cream, and plant milk. The cart has almost exceeded the halfway limit.

After checking out and saying goodbye to Oleg and some supermarket staff, Yorks continued to push the cart towards his F150 Raptor.

The F150 Raptor is a very functional vehicle, and it is least afraid of carrying cargo. Opening the rear door, Yorks took out bag after bag of packaging from the cart and put it in. It was full, which could be said to be his half-week reserve.

“It should be able to last until the end of my night shift,” York thought to himself, nodding with satisfaction as he looked at the ingredients on the back seat.

He worked a day before and a night last night. Now if he works two more night shifts, he will have three consecutive days of rest.

This life can be described as both sufficient and leisurely.

He closed the car door and pushed the cart towards the front of the supermarket. After making sure it reached the bottom of the steps at the main entrance of the supermarket, he asked the supermarket staff to help collect the cart outside. Then York walked to the driver's seat.

Just as he sat in the car and was about to start the engine, an ordinary car suddenly drove towards him. Yorks instinctively looked towards the left window of the car.

The two men sitting in the front seat, one black and one white, looked ordinary, but their faces, hair, and even clothes were a little messy, as if they hadn't taken a shower in many days.

However, if you take away these appearances, the temperament displayed by these two people is quite special.

The white man sitting in the driver's seat had a thin face, dark circles under his eyes from pus-filled swellings, pale lips, and his hands were constantly tapping the steering wheel. His face was extremely tense.

This is very nervous body language.

Besides him, his companion, the black man in the co-pilot seat, had his eyes wide open a little unnaturally, his eyes moved quickly, he frequently scanned the surrounding environment, and his body trembled slightly.

This form formed a sentence in York's mind, a strong expression of emotion, showing alertness to potential threats.

But for some reason, the moment York saw the car driving past, he stopped stepping on the accelerator and preparing to leave. He looked to the left and watched this ordinary car reverse and successfully stop at the position where the three cars next to him had passed.

York subconsciously glanced out the front window. There were several families walking in the open space in front of the supermarket. The children were lifted onto the carts with the help of their parents and looked very happy.

Familiar staff were standing there organizing the carts with smiles on their faces.

"Oh, what kind of unlucky constitution do I have? It seems that what Taribo said is quite accurate."

York sighed, opened the car slot next to him, and took out his personal pistol from inside.

A Glock 19.

The height is 127mm, the width is 30mm, and the length is 174mm, which is smaller than the Glock 17. Of course, the Glock 19 itself is a pocket version of the Glock 17, so its size and weight must be smaller, which is convenient for concealed carrying. The standard magazine capacity is 15 rounds, so it can also use various magazines of the GLOCK 17.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but York seems to be able to hear the excited voices in the car.

"Serkan! We must teach these bastards a lesson!"

"Kill them, and then seek revenge on that damn security guard!"

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"Okay, I'm back to work. For something like this, you should give me 0.5 points of usable attribute as a reward."

After complaining about the system in his mind and taking a look at the people in front of him, York put the gun into his waistband, pulled down his shirt to hide it, then slid to the passenger seat, picked up the jacket on top, opened the door and got out.

And with the help of the F150 Raptor's body cover, he strode towards the back.

York looks tall and appears to be very slow to the naked eye, but this is actually an illusion. He is agile and has both powerful strength and speed.

(End of this chapter)