Ark Chef Lapland

"Forced!" Ethan stared at her bitterly. This beautiful Ruper tribe is simply a demon.

But in the end he really couldn't say anything hard, or come up with a self-destructive resistance.

He just sighed: "Drive over, I don't think you are comfortable with the smell of walking underground."

Lapland wanted to say that he was a little curious, but when he saw Texas and Neng Angel start walking towards the car of course, he shut his mouth.

Wouldn't it taste bad?

The angel watched Ethan and sat in the back row.

Lapland took a step behind, she was still reminiscing about the changes that had just risen.

It turns out that this is a real underground transaction!

Although no one sent a dramatic text message like "there is a ghost", the fighting of wits and courage between the two sides is more exciting than buying food in the ordinary day. One carelessness may really cause death.

Ahem, of course, the greater probability of this riot is that the violent on their side did not control themselves well, and accidentally injured the hostage who wanted to play tricks.

But this does not prevent Lapland from being a little surprised, and look at his mind-scratching junior sister.

It was the first time I felt that this guy was also a bit powerful, and his reaction was as fast as those special agents in the movie.

The movements are clean and neat, and when the beautiful face collapses and tightens, it really smells good.

At least, Lapland himself didn't expect that this frightened Ethan, leading himself to the past, didn't want to talk about business honestly.

As expected, their transaction originally happened under unequal conditions, and the two sides had no basis for trust. It is reasonable for Ethan to have such a choice.

"Do you still have that kind of poison?" Rabrand asked in a low voice, leaning into Texas' ear.

She suddenly became a little interested in this kind of things, thinking of her disobedient apprentice.

Texas felt itchy ears and almost had a car accident.

The temperature of the elder sister was close at hand, and the reflection of the two people in the rearview mirror seemed quite close, which really made Texas a little confused.

She tried to calm her violently rising heartbeat, and explained in a low voice: "Sister, that's not poison. I completely frightened him."

She took out a pocky from her pocket, kneaded it gently, pressed it into a solid pill, and made a falsely thrown into Lapland.

"I'm good at playing..." Lapland was surprised again.

This time, she really didn't regard this as a personal thing.

The killer in this world is quite capable when he is not thinking about it.

She began to think, if she played this trick on the Kingslayer, how effective would it be?

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A black business car is driving on the quiet Longmen Road at night.

Ethan looked at the retreating high-rise buildings outside the car window. To him, such a neon light and shadow were really strange, but at best it was a glimpse of the sky in the narrow lane.

Too many times, he walked underground, and when he came to the ground, he focused on venting his anger in graffiti.

And seldom pay attention to this glorious and drifting landscape, the magnificent city created by mankind, the steel jungle, will make people feel small and vast.

But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can only be seen when someone is held in a car as a captive. It is also very uncomfortable.

As a local snake who has been in the Dragon Gate for so many years, Ethan also has his own pride.

He was initially assaulted by Lapland and his party, and he was still a little unconvinced.

He sniffed the smell of the kitchen in Lapland. Her bright eyes when she talked about the ingredients, and her casual little movements, all revealed that she has a different persistent pursuit of cooking than ordinary people.

So Ethan wanted to use fresh ingredients to draw them over and arrange to catch them all.

What he miscalculated, however, is that it is impossible for Texas to relax his vigilance against underground figures like him.

She could see through the law of action that Ethan had bewildered by the Guards Bureau for so long, and naturally she could know what his sneaky gaze was about to do next.

The car drove all the way to the outer ring of Longmen, where a certain flood discharge pipeline was concentrated. On weekdays, Ethan and his group entered and exited Longmen city.

Ethan's residence is in this chaotic area, a simple house built with some steel plates.

In the underground of this house, there is a storage warehouse transformed from idle pipes. In terms of construction quality and airtightness, it is several standards higher than the room where Ethan lives.

Lapland has seen the goods, and Ethan did not brag about this. They are very fresh and high-quality vegetables.

The price is 20% higher than the common fast-growing vegetables in the Longmen market, but considering the quality and transportation cost, it is definitely very cost-effective.

Of course, this price was obtained by Ethan without making any money.

When his batch of goods is actually promoted in the market, it is possible to double or even double the prices of other restaurants.

After all, the food prices of those restaurants themselves are much more expensive than Dali Fanzhuang, and they are completely affordable.

In the end, the two parties reached a long-term cooperation supply and demand contract. In this regard, Ethan has prepared a complete template.

This is written by the legal team of those big restaurants, there will be no problems, and Lapland signed it with confidence.

Anyway, if Ethan really ran away, and the final loss was Kuaman’s account, they would not panic at all.

Angels and Texas can be responsible for the negotiation. Lapland only knows what to buy and how to buy more cost-effectively is beyond her ability.

So the two of them were negotiating. She looked around and found that this self-built house had a bed, a bedding, a simple stove and utensils, plus wine bottles, it seemed that someone lived here.

Judging from the hair color falling on the ground, it should be Ethan.

Isn't it the boss who just made 800 million?

Before leaving, Lapland asked curiously: "Do you live in a place like this on weekdays? What about the money you make?"

"Divided." Ethan frowned.

"All divided?"

"You don't know how much the infected person wants to save their lives. I owe too many lives." Ethan waved his hand impatiently, unwilling to talk more.

Although Lapland was curious, he did not have the right to force others to tell a story, so he could only leave with disappointment.

But she has an instinct:

This guy should not be a bad person.