Gourmet of Another World

Ta-da!

A bang!

Wipe the window as if it were a transparent landing and it just blew open!

The cracks of dense numbness lay over it.

A sudden collapse.

The sound of the gunshot seemed to tear the heaven apart and explode instantly.

Boom, boom!

The shadows in front of the windows raised the assault rifles in their hands, sprayed their tongues and burst towards them.

This scene appeared unexpectedly to everyone.

Em was frightened and screamed instantly.

She was wearing a bathrobe and suddenly some wolf turned over and hid behind the couch.

Boom, boom!

On the couch, cotton floats fly.

The rest of the song was also a slight surprise.

Point your toes, float away...

Those bullets are all empty.

“What's going on?! ”

“Why would anyone shoot on a cruise ship? How could there be a killer? ”

Em screamed, and although she was a Class C alien, she was still vulnerable to bullets.

When I think of her walking in front of the gates of hell, I feel cold all over the place.

Those in black shadows, in bulletproof clothes, with helmets, grabbed the assault rifle in their hands, untied their straps and instantly rushed into the room...

Their goal is simple, no doubt, to kill the people in this room.

Boom, boom!

These assassins rushed into the room, and all of a sudden they locked the target, pointing straight at it, and sat quietly on a gait.

Em and Yu are hiding on the other side.

And these killers don't care about them, they point the gun at the pedestrian.

There was no slight softness and the trigger was pulled.

Boom!

The gunshot went off and became very clear and sharp in the room!

The bullet spinned through the air and made a lane explosion.

Little Egg was pale.

Who are these people?

Why kill the pedestrian formula?

The goal is so clear… is a walking formula?

The bullet was fast and spinning through the air.

Towards the frown of the gait, the eyes, the points, these men are trained killers, and they speak of one blow and one kill.

The gait opened its eyes.

Deep eyes, in his eyes, as if those bullets were becoming very slow...

The gait slowly raised his hand.

Hands slightly in front of him.

As if a stone had been thrown into a calm pond.

The ripples spread out for a while.

Originally slowed down, suddenly recovered.

And the bullets, the direction they were ejected, were also reflexed back.

Pfft!!

Killers in bulletproof vests, never thought of this scene.

Their bulletproof clothes suddenly exploded and blood splashed...

Dropped directly on the ground.

That whirring bullet penetrated their bodies.

“Damn it! ”

Someone shouted.

Didn't think of a chef, it was so tricky!

A killer bursts with blood on his shoulders, but still carries a gun, pointing at the pedestrian... pointing at the pedestrian's head.

He wanted to pull the trigger and kill the walking formula.

But...

The gaze of the gait stared faintly.

In the shocked gaze of the killer, the barrel of his assault rifle was slowly distorted...

Twisted to the extreme, aimed at his own head.

Boom...

Pull the trigger.

The assassin fell.

Dead...

They're all dead...

Em hid behind the sofa for a while, she was just a little housegirl, such a bloody picture, when did she see it!

Yu Song didn't mean it, even the treadmill can crush the thunder robbery, the district mortal... huh.

Unless a mortal uses a missile or a nuclear bomb to blow up a walking formula... never kill a walking formula!

Even if it's heavenly gas practitioners, ordinary thermal weapons are hard to kill, let alone... the freak who crushed the Thunder Robbery by foot!

This senior is afraid of the legendary Land Fairy!

“Yo... it's kind of weird to be able to get promoted by noodles... are you afraid of putting something in noodles? ”

The sound of a giggle came out.

The previously empty air suddenly becomes clotted.

Three figures emerged.

This is a solid figure of three bandaged bandages.

The bandages are red, and the two behind him are black bandages.

“Sakura Island Ninja...”

The rest of the song frowned.

Em's eyes are also shrinking. It's the Sakura Island people who are going to kill them!

Why?!

Little Ivy, she doesn't understand why these people want to kill them.

Is it for the cooking contest?

But... this is just a fucking cooking contest!

“Mr. Yajiro said... in the first five years of this competition, he reserved a spot, so you can die in peace. ”

The ninja, wrapped in a red bandage, smiled.

After that, and without waiting for a pedestrian response, the ninja waved behind her.

Little Egg is furious.

The people of Sakura Island are so embarrassed that they dare to commit murder for a cooking competition!

These ninjas are undoubtedly intelligent and are not ordinary intelligentsies.

The Red Ninja, I'm afraid, is of a level A.

Muffled.

Two blackheads pulled out the samurai knife behind them and the knife flashed and burst out in an instant.

Man flashed in the void, disappeared in place and reappeared in front of the pedestrian formula.

The two samurai swords cut their necks suddenly toward the gait.

The red bears bamboo in his chest.

There is no spirituality in the pedestrian formula, maybe some means, but how to compare to him, he has to endure a red hand.

Even if the gait hid his strength, he had nothing to fear...

Can a chef... still be an S-class psychic?

The gait sighed.

These annoying little flies.

The next moment, the black endurance of those two swinging samurai knives was in the void.

The gait is not tight. Stand up slowly, reach out and gently pinch on the knife of the samurai...

Rub it.

Both samurai knives were pinched.

There is a little spirituality in this knife that can guide spirituality.

But in the hands of the pedestrian, fragile as a cookie.

Lift your hands simultaneously and pat gently on the faces of the two black-hearted eyebrows...

Boom!

The next moment, the sound stops.

The bodies of the two blacks flew out upside down.

I fell on the side of that Red Shinobi...

That red-hearted face changed.

“Jiro Yamajima! This is one of the 20 teams in the Gusteau Competition...”

Em wore a coyote bathrobe, hugged the computer, and found the information, Dao.

“Sakura Island? ”

Stand up on foot, shoulder your hand, and walk without haste.

“Is that the bug-like island in the corner? ”

Walking fade.

“Die! ”

The red patient's eyes stifled and he felt a little stressed.

The task was not as daunting as expected, and the cook seemed somewhat surprisingly strong.

However, Mr. Tanjiro's request must be fulfilled.

This cook has to die.

With a bowl of noodles, you can conquer the judges. This cook is Mr. Yajiro's number one enemy in the competition for the Ganoderma!

Buzz...

The red bear hands are fast stamped.

Later, he threw his hand toward the gait.

His figure suddenly became more than a dozen.

Split up!

Suddenly.

That Red is stuck.

With a bang, Red Patience only felt like he was going to be slapped and thrown away...

The cook slapped him right in the face.

So many identities, why exactly shoot him?!

“You…”

Red wanted to talk.

Nevertheless, the footsteps were slapped.

The Red Patience was filmed backwards.

Walk one hand up, one palm at a time.

The red-hearted face is all red and swollen...

Split up long ago.

From his gait, he felt tremendously terrible pressure...

The gait raised its hand, pointing a finger at the red bear's eyebrow.

Pfft.

Bandages are scattered.

Reveals a nasty middle-aged man inside.

The middle-aged man made a panicked wave.

The corners of the cubic mouth are flat.

Fingers point slightly towards the wall.

Boom.

The middle-aged man was directly embedded in the wall by an immense force...

“What wolf in the valley on which floor? I think I should go see him for a while.” Ask the middle-aged man, sayin 'faintly.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes and vowed not to speak.

He has the basic rules as a ninja.

Ninja's basic rules?

What is that? Can I eat it?

The corner of the gait pulled, lifted his index finger, and dotted on the chest of the obscene middle-aged man...

The next moment, that filthy middle-aged man dumped everything.

Boom...

After all that.

The middle-aged man screamed.

A huge force erupted.

The whole wall burst, the middle-aged man turned into a meteor burst out, and all of a sudden, he flew out of the ship and fell into the sea...

Em looked at the heartbeat.

She knew that the pedestrian formula was strong, but she had no idea that the pedestrian formula was to that extent.

That's a ninja of the A-level intelligentsia!

“Let's go… go visit the wolf. ”

Walking fade.

Fong is worried that the race is going too slowly, it's boring, this valley of wolves will give him a chance.

Walk away before the cruise ship's security personnel have arrived.

The rest of the song was exciting, following the footsteps, but the world was not disturbed.

……

Cruise ship fifteenth floor.

Deluxe Suite, Room 1513.

A middle-aged man is sitting on the sofa in a bathrobe, and on both sides of the sofa are two women who have just come out of the shower, with water stains on their skin, massaging the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man, Jiro Yamajima, was sent by Sakura Island's largest treasurer.

He is not a professional chef, although he is trained as a chef.

But he doesn't care, there's a consortium behind him, all he has to do is smash the money.

Getting the top five of the competition isn't easy, money isn't a problem at all.

Nor is his purpose for that 100 million bonus, his goal… for the top five places, only to have access to the place.

Yajiro shook the wine glass, and the liquid in the glass shook.

He enjoyed the massage of two beautiful women, and his eyes fell on the woman. The demonic body burst into flames, watching Jiro Tani burst into an evil fire.

But he's not in a hurry. When the news comes back, celebrate with two more women.

After this night, there should be only 10 teams left out of the original 20.

Except for those hard pricks.

The other cartilages will be eliminated first, then the game will be slowly...

Anyway, the consortium has prepared something good for him. At the time of the competition, put it in the dishes, even if the cook god comes... it won't stop him from getting a spot!

Jiro Yamajima drank a glass of wine.

Reaching out his hand, he rubbed his hands against the two beautiful women who massaged him and laughed obscenely.

Suddenly.

A resolute knock sounded.

Jiro Yamadaya stunned and squinted.

Coming back... should be done.

Ten Red Patrons, even in the whole Sakura Island country, is a big pen.

Jiro Yamajima stood up and rubbed his hand and couldn't wait to walk towards the door.

Open the door.

He's stunned.

Because it is not the Red Patience of the outgoing consortium that stands at the door.

Instead… a young man in a denim jacket with no expression.

Mm-hmm.

Jiro Yamajima showed confusion.

Suddenly.

A strain of stress.

The young man lay on his shoulder with a little fox's tail suddenly enlarged and tied his neck...

Jiro Yamajima's face suddenly turned red.

The two women in the room discovered the scene without showing a scream, but instead looked at it with a sharp glance.

A silver pill was pulled out of his hand and thrown on the ground, and a bang blew up.

White mist.

Misty white fog.

Two sharp daggers stabbed at the foot.

Boom...

However, a massive outbreak of power erupted.

Those two women were directly overflown by the force of the shock and hit hard against the wall... coughing up blood.

Jiro Yamajima's face was frightened...

The pedestrian held his hand and slowly stepped into the room.

Sitting on a soft sofa, the little fox's tail grew and grew long, tied to Jiro Hiroshima Valley and suspended in front of the gait.

The foot curled Jiro's leg and looked faintly.

Yu Song knew how to lock the door of the room.

Jiro Tani's whole face was red and his mouth was bursting with cherry blossom Mandarin.

“Well, don't hide… come out. ”

Walking fade.

Word falls.

On the walls of the room, where there was nothing, a figure emerged slowly.

The figure is not someone else, it is the Sakura National Judge out of the five lead judges.

The judge looked at the walking formula with a grin at the moment: “I didn't expect Red Patience to fail... but the old Chinese saying, there is a way in heaven, you don't go, there is no door in hell, you break in...”

“Are you here to die? ”