Gourmets in the Heavens

The camera was shooting, but Zhao Youqian didn't care, he wanted a face.

At this moment, a more obvious commotion appeared, accompanied by heavy pressure, more and more crowds were swept away, and several figures under the protection of bodyguards walked to the front...

Chapter 32 Fame is great (recommended tickets and favorites!!)

The sweat slid down the middle-aged policeman's forehead.

He didn't expect to encounter this kind of stubbornness just to find trouble with a foreigner.

In particular, he has been on a errand in Xia Commercial Street for a long time, and the owners of various shops have also known about it.

The owner of this small shop is only seventeen years old.

The seventeen-year-old five-star chef is already scary enough, and now the even more scary truth has been revealed by the Uemiya Minako behind him.

Five-star chef in the whole department!

Such a genius exists, as long as he thinks about it a little, the middle-aged police officer also knows that what he has provoked this time is not an iron plate, but a titanium alloy plate, and a diamond plate.

Just to get a little benefit, bumping into such a guy, it is obvious that his future is already gloomy.

In this world where food is prevalent, IGOs ​​have more power than anyone can imagine, and those who challenge the power of IGOs ​​will naturally not end well.

Especially for someone like him who lost the face of the East Cherry Police Department on live TV, middle-aged police officers can already imagine that those senior officials have begun to discuss sending him out as a sacrifice.

His dry mouth was about to open, and suddenly a heavy voice sounded behind him.

"What? Do the police officers still stay here? Do you think there is no need for police officers to patrol the rest of the commercial street?"

The pressure like summer thunder fell directly on this middle-aged police officer.

Looking back suddenly, what I saw was a majestic old man like a lion, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes were looking at the grass and trees with indifference.

The surging crowd was silent, and even Minako Kamimiya, the goddess of the whole people, couldn't help but bow his head.

"Eat...the Demon King of Eating!"

"Nakiri Senzaemon-sama!!"

The devil who reigns in the cooking world of Dongying, one of the real powerful people in the whole Dongying came here, even the Kyoto Royal TV station will give courtesy, and soon the live broadcast will be inserted into the advertisement, and some of the previously filmed materials will also start. was quickly edited.

I hope that the activities can be maintained smoothly, so that no one can see the flaws.

As the head of the Nakiri family, if he does not allow it, even the TV station cannot let him leave the country.

This is the deterrent power of the First Family in the Far East!

"The Nakiri family... the head of the family!"

The middle-aged police officer finally realized what kind of behemoth he had provoked, how could he dare to think about his face or something.

As soon as his knees softened, he was about to fall to his knees. It was the young police officers behind him. Seeing that the situation was not good, the senior who carried them left the place in despair.

Although I don't really like this guy who pretends to be a senior in the police booth, but this is a matter of the police department's face, and it's impossible to let him be ashamed in public.

But these police officers also know that this time this guy stepped on aluminum alloy.

The eyes of pity fell on the middle-aged policeman who was dragged by them, as if the bones were taken out. The present and future of this middle-aged policeman have become a piece of rotten flesh.

Not paying attention to the actions of the policemen in the police booth, Nakiri Senzaemon's eyes swept across the crowd, and after a little lingering on Kamiya Minako's body, it landed directly on Zhao Yougan's body.

"Ha, little brother, we meet again!"

The atmosphere at the scene changed, and at this time Zhao Yougan really understood how influential the so-called Demon King of Eaters really was.

It's just that he didn't care too much.

"Mister Nakiri."

After nodding and salute, Zhao Youqian's eyes soon turned to the stove again.

"The store is full. If you don't mind, you can go to the backyard and wait. When the order here is completed, I will come back to entertain you..."

There was a hint of anger in Nakiri Erina's eyes and she was about to speak, but Nakiri Senzaemon's laughter interrupted her speech.

"Hahaha, that's good, I won't disturb my brother's business here!"

"Erina, go to the backyard with me and wait for a while."

Erina was unable to attack with a tone of indifference.

I could only honestly follow behind Nakiri Senzaemon, but when I passed by Zhao Yougan, I couldn't help but glared at him.

It's a pity that Zhao Yougan's attention was focused on the grilled fish, and even if he knew Erina's movements, he regarded it as air.

'So... Has Totsuki noticed it? '

Minako Uemiya, who had been sitting quietly on the side, showed a hint of surprise in her eyes.

He even turned a blind eye to Nakiri Erina's hostile gaze.

However, seeing that Erina Nakiri has just entered high school and has surpassed the figure of many mature women, she couldn't help gnashing her teeth.

'What a foul! '

Patting her unwavering chest, Minako Kamiya had the urge to hack all the cows to death.

Soon the national goddess calmed her mind. No matter whether the Nakiri family started first, the appearance of such talents in the commercial street food competition is a huge explosion.