I'm a pirate

When you reached the front, you could see clearly, the center of the square was filled with ten atmospheric cooking tables, ten chefs in white chef uniforms were making all kinds of exquisite and delicious dishes, both men and women.

Ten chefs in white chef uniforms were making all kinds of exquisite dishes, men and women. One by one, they were displaying means, dazzling knife skills, incredible carving skills, fancy cooking techniques, simply making cooking into an art, not knowing how it tasted!

After sizing up the ten chefs, Carlos swept over to the judges' table, who were men and women, young and old, all dressed in fancy, fancy clothes, talking softly, sipping wine, dazing themselves, or carefully observing the ten chefs cooking.

When his eyes swept over to a slutty young man in a gold-striped suit, oiled up, his hair rushing skyward, and his hands wearing various rings, Carlos was slightly stunned, was this guy as rumored?

He didn't gather much information about the John family, only some basic information, and this slutty young man was included in the basic information.

This guy was called John Dilton, the fourth son of the contemporary John family patriarch, a dude, sort of the most useless son of the John family patriarch, with a taste for food and beauty!

Carlos is thinking about finding a way to kill this guy, and while the guy's death won't affect the John family's ability to do anything to him, how can the loss of a son disgust the patriarch of the John family, right?

After carefully deliberating for a while, Carlos decided that it was better not to kill him, but to kidnap him, as the fourth son of the John family, no matter how much dude, he would definitely not know less about his own family's situation.

But this was a temporary measure, wanting to kidnap this guy without a word is not a small difficulty, the bodyguards around this dude is not less, and all of them are inside the mafia family, the elite of the elite!

Unfortunately, he's still quite a distance away from that level of pupil skills of the Kaleidoscope Writing Eye, or else kidnapping a dude would be a breeze!

The power of God, it's perfect for kidnapping!

Chapter Twenty-Three John? Dilton.

Carlos pondered how to kidnap, no, it didn't really have to be kidnapping this dude, just get the information he wanted out of the guy.

The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good idea of what you're going to do, and you'll be able to do it.

After thinking about it, the cooking competition is almost to the end, the dishes of the various chefs are being served one by one on the table where the judges are, the portion served is relatively small, some waiters are also carrying plates, cutlery to the onlookers in front of the eaters.

No one dared to rush up, the city government's civil servants and clear wearing brown suits, wearing sunglasses mafia members is no joke, not long-eyed afraid will get a lifetime of hard to play the lesson!

Carlos squeezed in front and also tasted a dish that looked like a seafood soup, but couldn't tell what kind of seafood it was.

The taste, Nay Carlos did not melt, can only be described as delicious, fresh.

After all the judges tasted the dishes, they scored their own scores, making it quite formal, the final winner turned out to be a girl, an ordinary-looking girl with a lot of freckles on her face and a good figure, who looked to be about eighteen years old.

The youngest of the contestants was also about ten years older than him, most of them were middle-aged, and some of them even stepped into old age.

The youngest among the participants was also about ten years older than him, most of them were middle-aged, and some chefs even stepped into old age.

The kitchen competition ended, the crowd also dispersed one after another, Carlos also walked back, but did not leave the square, but to find a random location, take off the mask seemingly casual smoking, but the eyes have been paying attention to the dude's tracks.

By the way also found out, the girl who won the championship, as well as the second and third place seems to have joined the Wang Ting Hotel, honestly, it's a very high start for a chef, and the Wang Ting Hotel seems to be a five-star hotel.

The five-star hotel in this world is not the apex. In the world that Carlos used to live in, he had a rough understanding of the hotel grading, the five-star has reached the top, but there seems to be a difference in the five-star.

The world does have six-star, seven-star hotels, although the division of standards Carlos is not clear, but he heard, the world does have some hotels are seven-star, the theater version of the Golden Emperor ship hotel is seven-star.

A cigarette finished, Carlos noticed that the dude got up and left, followed by eight cold bodyguards, Carlos even followed him.

The dude left in a car, Carlos hanging back by virtue of his white-eyed ability, it was a good thing that the car wasn't going fast in the city, or else he would have had to use his real speed.

In the meantime, the company is going to be the one that is going to be the best in the world to help you get the most out of your money.

In terms of the wealth held in his hands, he, Carlos, was much more than a dude.

As soon as he stepped into the entrance of the hotel, he was guided by a waiter with a gentle and courteous attitude, not slighted in the least by the ordinary, informal clothes Carlos was wearing.

This makes Carlos quite comfortable, look at others worthy of a five-star hotel, on this quality, this service attitude, others not five-star who five-star, the dog's eye is low, simply impossible!

A waiter at the door to guide into the hotel lobby, and another waiter to guide, or a beautiful woman, dressed in black professional clothes, good looking, frankly quite seductive, people with a special fetish may not be able to carry it!

But Carlos didn't want it anymore, and waved his hand, that professional dress beauty elegantly stopped and smiled slightly, then watched Carlos leave.

This service attitude, don't tell me, Carlos really felt at home, praise!

If he could serve deeply ahem, he was young enough to not want the things that made his face red and his blood run cold.

Carlos went straight to the front desk, which was naturally filled with girls, every bit as good quality as the waiter who greeted him, and more youthful and beautiful.

Carlos took out a black bank card that stored Berry at least 100 million, a bank card issued by the World Government Direct Bank.

Although the posture of Carlos taking the card was ordinary, he was so handsome and stylish in front of the girls at the front desk, as if driving a Ferrari with one hand.

The girls one by one dimple like flowers, autumn waves, Carlos a serious, he is still young, these goblins on his body, simply cheap, and then how to wait until you grow up ah!

Although he wasn't short and his face was more mature, but his true age was there, Yuan Yang couldn't be leaked, it would be of considerable benefit to his practice of martial arts, especially the Golden Bell Jar, and it wouldn't be too late to consider such things when he grew up.

When he grows up and returns, he'll take care of these goblins that gluttonize his body!

By the way, talking and laughing, Carlos through language as well as the hypnotic influence of the writers' eyes on the top floor of the top suite where the dude lives, the top floor is not for ordinary guests, so Carlos can only open the room where the dude happens to be the next floor.

This hotel is dead expensive, accommodation costs 100,000 Berry to start, of course, this is the most basic consumption, meaning that the opening of a low-level room, the rest with the hotel free stuff, such as eating the staff work meals.

Although this five-star hotel staff meal that is also very luxurious and delicious, but compared to the guests carefully tailored meals or not a small gap, the most important thing is to force the gap is too big, can not afford to lose that person!

The people who live here are either rich or noble, and they are embarrassed to greet others if they don't spend a million or eight hundred thousand a day.

Pirate King world, after ten or twenty years, the basic price is one hundred Bailey, now a newspaper is worth about ninety Bailey, brand-name T-shirt about ten thousand Bailey, an ordinary knife is worth between fifty thousand Bailey and one hundred thousand Bailey.

When he went to his own room, Carlos looked at the extravagant decorations everywhere in the hotel, the beautiful scenery outside the hotel, the perfect high-grade entertainment facilities, the handsome men and women in pairs, and could only sigh that the life of the rich was so dull and boring!

He was now a wealthy man, but this was basically a first experience, and the Iron Island, though rich in iron ore, was inferior in all respects to Margolin Island by more than a hair.

Arriving at his room, Carlos lay down on the incredibly soft bed all at once, took off his sunglasses, and talked to himself.

"Stay true to myself, stay true to myself, I don't want to be such a dull and inactive person, I want to be someone who can enjoy the mountains and the sea as well as eat a coarse meal."

"By the way, what's that dude doing, check it out."

Carlos's eyes instantly turned white, veins on the sides of his forehead were exposed, and his vision broke through the wall and through the bed, instantly four naked people appeared in his eyes, doing some primitive exercise

"FUCK, YOU!"

"It is shameless to declare daylight lust, or three women, so that I may despise you!"

"Oh geez, sure dude, that's a bad body to be in, and you have to take drugs."

"Carefully whispering the physical condition, I'm afraid that if this continues, I'll be dead in a woman's belly in ten years at most."

An hour later.

"Forget it, don't look, gotta find a chance to teach this pervert a lesson, no, pervert!"

Chapter 24 - Poisoning, Ghost Eyes

White eyes!