Gourmets in the Heavens

"It seems that the guys in Wu Street are really so stupid that they have no IQ..."

Shaking his head, sitting in the car, Zhao Youqian said such an evaluation.

"A group of ordinary people are actually making trouble in the culinary world. I really wonder if they have lost their IQ by dominating the Wu Street!"

Snow Maiden's complexion changed slightly.

"After we left, did someone find trouble with the shop?"

"Ghost Lord, do you want me to let the bone girl..."

Stopping Xue Nu's words, Zhao Youqian waved his hand.

"You are all still in the recovery period. Although even if there is only [-]% of the combat power left, it is not comparable to ordinary people. It is still too early to make a move. First, I will adapt to the situation here. At least [-]% to [-]% of the state will be restored. Let you go out, or help out in the manor and shop!"

Xue Nu, who showed a hesitant look, wanted to say something else.

"But..."

Zhao Youqian's tough refusal came again.

"Stop talking, come to Ximei and listen to me!"

"What's more, the stupid things over there don't mean that there is no one who understands..."

"The Wujie Eastern Alliance can last for more than ten years, which means that there are still a few discerning guys among those people, but unfortunately they are already old!"

Even if the life cycle of the special chef is extended, it is only a slight improvement in physical fitness, which is very different from completely changing physical fitness at the Lin level.

More than ten years have passed, and the establishment of Shengchao Street on Wu Street last time is equivalent to a generation. Even the special chefs who occupy Wu Street now have begun to go to the sunset.

This is the greatest and most ruthless force in the world. Unless you continue to advance in the way of cooking, no one can reverse it!

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"Who told you to mess around???!"

The energetic old man has round eyes like copper bells, as if the stone lion at the door came alive.

One by one, the hairs stood upright, as if they were made of iron wire.

There were a few people kneeling underneath, with an unpleasant smell and colorful appearance, it seemed that even after washing, there was no way to completely get rid of it.

"Is this something you can intervene in?"

"I've been a little overlord in Wu Street for a few days, do you really think I'm a big deal? After hearing some news, I rushed to serve as cannon fodder for others, as a pawn?"

The old man, who was still angry, raised his hand and immediately someone gave the whip. The people kneeling below saw the whip trembling uncontrollably, but they couldn't say a word of begging for mercy.

They knew that their begging for mercy was just to make the old man even more angry. If they really wanted to live, the best way was to let the old man vent his anger.

Gently flicked the whip, only to hear the sound of thunder exploding in the air.

'Clap clap clap! '

It seemed that even the air vibrated accordingly. The old man who had mastered the whip didn't hold back anything. If he was killed by a bad fortune teller, it was good luck if he didn't get killed. Compared to the trouble they caused, a small life was considered the cheapest compensation .

Until the entire small ancestral hall was filled with blood, the clothes and flesh of several people could no longer be distinguished, and they were almost all mixed together with blood red.

Only then did the old man's anger subside a little, he stopped the whip in his hand, and asked someone to drag these wastes out, and then returned to his seat.

"Elder Jin, you don't have to be so angry..."

In the ancestral hall, a big man with a thick face slapped a haha, which can be regarded as exposing the previous incident.

"The problem now is not that we don't want to talk about it. They don't care about talking to us at all. The plan over there has been passed. If we follow their design, we will really have no way to live in the future!"

Although they still have close to [-]% of the real estate in their hands, but with the development of the owner of the big property rights, as long as it does not violate the regulations, even if there is some cover-up, it is a problem between the residents, and other people can't control it at all.

This kind of method is fundamentally hurting others nakedly, regardless of gains and losses.

Even Nakamura Ji's subordinate Minezaki Yaeko was taken aback at first, let alone these gutter rats in Mo Street.

Even though they just occupied Mo Street and the surrounding neighborhoods, these guys also have two or three cooks of special chef level, and with the cooperation of dark methods, they can be regarded as a well-known force in New York.

In the past, they were complacent about it, but they didn't know what they really were until they met such an unreasonable guy as Zhao Yougan today, and they didn't take them seriously at all.

If you want to build Shengchao Street, build it in front of you, and you can't even say a word of bullshit.

"Then what's Gou Er Er thinking?"

Another middle-aged man with a few strands of beard on his face, who looked gentle and refined, but actually had a bit of scorn in his eyes, touched the handle of his chair and asked with a sneer.

"Just kill him!"

The thick-fleshed man known as Gou Er Er hummed a few words, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

"Who will do it? You go? Or do you think you can get the slightest benefit from Mr. Chu? He will crush you to death with one finger!"

The sinister middle-aged man, when he heard what Gou Er said, he refuted on the spot.

"Or do you think that he is not a powerful person because he is young? Have you forgotten the things about those idiots? Even here, his strength is not comparable to that of ordinary people..."

Gou Er had something to say, Jin Lao who was sitting in the middle patted the table.

"boom!"

"Why are you arguing, is it time for internal strife?"