Doomsday superpowers

Everyone looked at the source of the sound in unison, and a man with a mouth full of rice was gobbling it up.

"Eat, eat, you're welcome, it's all on my head."

Luo Fan greeted the people around him with a plate of vegetables, like a nouveau riche who had won the lottery.

"This brother, what you say is true?"

At this time, a guy with a rice bowl came up, this person was less than 1.7 meters tall, with a fat body, and his face was full of vegetable leaves and rice grains.

Seeing the person who came, Luo Fan saw at a glance the extraordinaryness of this person, the physique, the way of eating, and the professional cook.

Luo Fan understands that in the future, the million meal coupons will be settled, and the one in front of him will be his key support.

"Come on, come on, don't be stunned, I'll serve you dinner!"

Luo Fan happily hooked his hand, hurriedly pulled the person to the seat, and then snatched the rice bowl in his hand and walked straight to the cafeteria aunt.

At this moment, Luo Fan seems to be a benevolent God, his glorious back is deeply imprinted in the eyes of the dry rice man behind him, and he has undoubtedly become the savior of the dry rice man.

"Lord, did you come into the world?"

The dry rice man's eyes were shining with gold, and he didn't forget to show a happy look when he was worshipping.

It is said that the cafeteria aunt's hands are shaking, but in the face of the request of the local tyrant in front of her, she is sick today.

My waist is no longer sore, my legs are no longer painful, and it is not difficult to hold seven spoonfuls in one go.

This large pot full of food is placed on the table, and people have to wonder if they can eat it.

"Eat! Eat large portions!

Luo Fan pointed to the rice bowl and said generously.

"Woo woo~ From today on, you are my Situ Sheng's eldest brother!"

"Big brother!"

The dry rice man knelt on the ground and said with tears in his eyes.

At this moment, a murderous look stared directly at Situ Sheng.

As if he felt a chill behind him, Situ Sheng's eyes widened in horror, and then he slowly turned his head.

Not far away, a slender figure came into view, which was not a peach blossom for Situ Sheng, but a nightmare.

Manage! Follower! Bear!

"Oh, my aunt and grandmother..."

Situ Sheng was called, and quickly got up from the ground, hiding behind Luo Fan with a smile on his face.

"Sister Qiqiao?"

"You... Know?

Luo Fan glanced back at Situ Sheng, and when he saw the remaining rice grains on his face, he couldn't have imagined that such a greedy person was so familiar with Leng Qiqiao.

"Luo Fan, you dodge!"

Leng Qiqiao pointed at Situ Sheng behind Luo Fan, frowning for a while, and even his face was bulging with anger.

It seems that she has an inexplicable relationship with Situ Sheng.

Without waiting for Luo Fan to react, Leng Qiqiao came to Situ Sheng's side with an arrow step, pointed at his nose and said

, "As my Leng Qiqiao's doorman, I actually came here to eat on such a big day!" I'm not ashamed of you! What

Luo Fan didn't expect was that Situ Sheng, the king of dry rice, turned out to be Leng Qiqiao's doorman.

Looking at his size, I'm afraid he will be out of breath after running a few steps, and he doesn't look like a doorman.

You know, as a guest of the cold family, who doesn't have superb skills and abilities?

Of course, Luo Fan is an exception, and he is not qualified to look down on others.

"The ancients all said that Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road."

"Isn't it also a sin to deny food to a man when he is hungry?"

Situ Sheng plucked up his courage, patted his chest, and said confidently.

Hearing others say this, Luo Fan may feel that there is some truth, but the words of the dry rice king next to him are a bit marginal, this is obviously an excuse for eating.

"You said yes, right?"

Situ Sheng didn't forget to pull Luo Fan into the water, and secretly took a picture of Luo Fan twice.

"Uh... Yes, this big brother Situ is right, people, what are you living for? "

Eat—hey!"

Luo Fan and Situ Sheng said in unison.

Of course, Luo Fan's move was to spend all the meal coupons in his hand, otherwise he would not be reconciled, for this ambitious goal, he could only stand on Situ Sheng's side.

"You... You guys! Luo Fan, I told my sister to pack you up! With

that, Leng Qiqiao stomped his foot angrily, and then left angrily.

"Hey, this aunt is finally gone."

Situ Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the pot of delicious food with an excited face.

At this time, he was still thinking about eating, and it seemed that Luo Fan had found the right person this time.

"Brother Situ, let's discuss something?"

"You say."

Situ Sheng buried his head in hard work, and he didn't look at Luo Fan.

"I'll wrap your meals in the future, what do you think?"

Luo Fan said in a consultative tone.

At this moment, Situ Sheng seemed to have heard the most incredible thing in the world, and hurriedly put down the rice bowl in his hand.

He sat upright, straightened his outfit, then rinsed his throat with water, and introduced himself in an extremely standard ordinary tone:

"Hello, wronged species... Ah no, Mr. Luo. "

My name is Situ Sheng."

"Male, 23 years old, Miss Leng Er's doorman."

"He likes to eat all kinds of food, and he is a foodie who focuses on 'eating'."

These words made Luo Fan stunned, it turned out that this person could be so shameless in order to eat.

What kind of foodie, to put it mildly, is a foodie who eats everything.

But this is exactly what Luo Fan wants.

"Brother Luofan, whether you are poor or rich, sick or healthy, will you give me food?"

Faced with this sudden question, Luo Fan coldly recalled a marriage vow, this guy in front of him is really alive and well.

"I... I do.

Luo Fan always felt that this conversation sounded a little awkward, but he answered anyway.

"Poof!"

At this moment, a woman at the next table couldn't help laughing, just because the conversation at Luo Fan's table was so interesting.

Luo Fan turned his head to take a look, and found that the group of people dressed in coarse linen clothes before were sitting around.

There were four people in a group, and there was only one woman, who hid her face and smiled, revealing everyone's beautiful demeanor in every move.

The other three did not change their faces, and their faces did not change in the slightest.

While looking carefully, Situ Sheng also saw the faces of several people next to him clearly, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow.

The woman didn't need to introduce too much, just talking about the other three, and felt a coldness spread all around her.

One person fist and wrist wrapping.

One person with a black sword.

The last person only had long antique hair and a handsome face, and he didn't see what weapons he was wearing.

But seeing that outfit, he is no different from everyone else, and he is not an ordinary man.

"I'm sorry, the slave was rude."

An apology pulled Luo Fan and the others back to reality, and it turned out that the woman next to her apologized for the loss of laughter just now.

"What a gentle young lady, not like that aunt

..." The gentle appearance of the woman in ancient costume made Situ Sheng fascinated.

Before you know it, the time has come in the afternoon, and the most important part will be carried out...

"Let's go."

Situ Sheng said seriously, as if there were more important things than him eating.

Luo Fan saw that Situ Sheng, a dry rice person, became serious, and there must have been something important happening.