Martial Arts Super Slap System

Chapter 248 Our slogan is: Eat shit, start with me!

A few pieces of stinky tofu were thrown into the frying pan one by one by Ye Xiuwen, and the aroma immediately filled the air. All the members of the witch cult covered their noses and even retreated ten miles away!
"Wucao, what's going on? That monk, don't you want to make shit into fried snacks?"

"Yeah, look at that black cake, he squeezed it into cubes and fried it in a frying pan?"

"Dirty! Dirty! This monk is indeed a master of the filthy world? He can think of such an extremely filthy method, fried shit,"

"Uh! Uh! No, I'm going to throw up,"

Just as Ye Xiuwen threw the stinky tofu into the oil pan, all the worshipers of the witch religion who were watching began to vomit.

Although they are vicious enough, kidnapping, looting, and doing all kinds of evil, they have never eaten shit, have they?Therefore, for people like Ye Xiuwen who dared to eat shit, they admired him so much.

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, the intangible pretense is successful, and you get +40 force."

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, the intangible pretense is successful, and the force is +40,"

"Ding Dong,"

Unknowingly, Ye Xiuwen's compulsion started to refresh the screen, and Ye Xiuwen was even happier. Unexpectedly, he had just started, and the food battle was already unbearable for him.

40 points of force, which is quite a lot. If it is replaced by normal pretense, ordinary people will grow upwards at 10 points of force, and then increase layer by layer.

Ye Xiuwen felt that this might have something to do with a person's admiration, trust, and even the degree to which he was conquered.

Anyway, he doesn't care about it, as long as there is force, it will be cool, and killing people will be even more enjoyable!
"Don't worry? Each of you has it, I have a lot of it!"

Ye Xiuwen was not bad at all, he exchanged 1 yuan for [-] yuan. The stinky tofu in Hangzhou is absolutely authentic, as stinky as it can be, and it is loved by many beautiful women in Hangzhou.

"Scrub, scrub, oh! oh!."

The stinky tofu has been oiled, and Ye Xiuwen added special condiments to marinate it. There are strawberry flavors, watermelon, mint, and fish flavors. Anyway, there are all kinds of sauces, brushed on the stinky tofu , grilled over charcoal fire,
"Uh!"

At this moment, when I saw the red and green sauce, I brushed it, and everyone vomited.

But Hei Wuchang was not there, he took a sharp breath, drooling, and even leaned forward, gave a thumbs up, and said: "I have been eating shit for decades, and I can make shit so delicious. It must be only you!"

It's good that Hei Wuchang didn't speak, but this opening was actually very polite.

"Eh? I didn't expect that you, a big man, know shit so well, but don't worry, poor monk, let's taste this first, right?"

Ye Xiuwen picked up a bunch of stinky stinky tofu, and immediately felt that it was extremely fragrant.

"Mist grass, everyone, look, that great monk actually wants to eat shit first,"

"Dirty, this is simply too filthy. There is no one else who can be as filthy as he is. Does he want to compare who is the most filthy with the Right Protector?"

"It must be, I guess this great monk must have been moved by the spirit of Dafa Righteous who dared to eat shit. He wanted to break through himself."

"Yes! You see, he has already started to eat, and his expression is extremely enjoyable?"

"Uh! Stop talking, I want to vomit,"

There were more than 800 people in the front row, and two-thirds of them ran aside and vomited.

But at this time, Ye Xiuwen was enjoying it. It was simply a feast for the taste buds. Even he himself did not expect that the stinky tofu was first oiled, then brushed with sauce, and roasted on the fire like this. Simply delicious.

It's as comfortable as people who have worked all day and went to the sauna at night, as if the whole body is warm, blowing air from every pore on the whole body!

"Cool!"

Ye Xiuwen shouted, and at this moment, the system notification sounded.

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you have completed the first-level gourmet, the fourth dish of the recipe: deep-fried stinky tofu, gaining activity +40%."

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, homemade fried, grilled, multi-flavored stinky tofu, extra activity +10%."

"Mist Grass, this is amazing, directly increased the activity by 50%!"

"Shua!."

Ye Xiuwen felt that after eating this piece of stinky tofu, his body seemed to be coated with a layer of gold, as if every cell in his body was full of vitality.

This feeling was so good, he picked up another string of watermelon-flavored stinky tofu,
"Don't eat it, didn't you give it to me?"

Ye Xiuwen's hand was caught, and Hei Wuchang snatched the string of watermelon-flavored stinky tofu.

"What? Am I not mistaken? Two people are fighting to eat shit?"

This scene was seen by the minions of the Witch Cult, and they became more and more restless, and even ran back if they had something to do, and reported it to the Witch Emperor.

"Report! Report to the leader of the Witch Emperor. That great monk resorted to tricks, deep-fried the pieces of shit, brushed it with sauce and grilled it, and ate shit in front of his face, in order to blackmail the right guardian.

But I don't want to, the right protector is very tough, and he is fighting with the opponent for shit, and he is fighting, and he has already hit it, it is inextricable! "

"Okay, I really deserve to be the right protector of my witch religion, come here! Is there anyone who dares to help?"

As soon as the Witch Emperor drank it, no one said a word, because eating shit is not something ordinary people dare to enjoy.

"Master?" Bai Wuchang stepped forward.

"What? Guardian Zuo also wants to lead the way?"

"Do not!."

The Witch Emperor asked back, but Bai Wuchang refused on the spot, and then said tightly: "Master? I think those congregants in the front are the closest to the battlefield, and they must be deeply impressed by the feat of the right protector. How about just Let them eat-shit too!"

"puff!"

The little boy who came to report directly vomited blood and died, thinking: Damn, why am I talking so much?Maybe I'm the one who eats shit.

"Okay, I think eating shit starts with you. Since you have come back to report, you are naturally mentally prepared. This credit will be handed over to you. When you triumph, the emperor will make you the helmsman , go!"

"Thank you, Hierarch!."

Bite the bullet, Xiao Luo went down, and also comprehended the spirit of the leader and the slogan issued.

Our slogan is: Eat shit, start with me! .
PS: Books are also fun, rolling, acting cute, asking for tickets, asking for rewards, not getting up if you don’t give, hum!snort!snort! .
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