The Strongest Food Hunter System

Chapter 123 Dawn

“Calm down, Isshiki”, grabbing the hand, pulling the clothes, the hair of Qiu’s hair, several people stopped Isshiki Satoshi who wanted to rush out.

“Cuckoo”

A majestic chicken head protruded from the air, eyes the size of a locomotive looking at the ground suspiciously.

Gloves, sleeves, towels, handkerchiefs, claws, and assorted things wrapped around Isshiki Satoshi’s mouth and head. A group of people gathered around the door to form a ball, holding their breaths, looking at the monster in front of them in horror, sweat dripping from their foreheads.

“Gu–” After staring at it for a while, it seemed that he could not find the target he was looking for.

“Huh, Yukihira Sōma, why did he look like “one-one-seven”?” Rooster’s figure disappeared into the distance, and everyone let out a deep breath in their stomachs. Running in the footprints of the rooster.

Several meters deep into the ground, as if in the center of the footprints in the shape of three bamboo leaves, a small hole in the shape of a human appeared, and a red-haired boy was deeply embedded in the soil.

“Yukihira…”

“Sōma

” Yukihira Park

Several people jumped into the footprints, and carefully deducted Yukihira Sōma, who seemed to be still intact, from the mud.

Just when a few people looked at Yukihira Sōma, who was motionless and her eyes were closed, Yukihira Sōma, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stretched, opened her eyes, and shouted: “You scared me to death, just now suddenly the sky is over. It’s dark, I can’t see anything, and I’m still breathing, I almost thought I’d die like that!

“Damn~~~~

Looking at Yukihira Sōma, who was spitting out a white soul, Kurokiba Ryo said to Nakiri Alice, who was fisting Yukihira Sōma, and said half-deadly: “Alas, miss, Yukihira Sōma doesn’t seem to be dead, but it seems that you are about to beat him again. died.”

“It’s incredible, even Alice can knock him unconscious, why does Sōma have no scars after being trampled like that?” Under such circumstances, it is absolutely impossible to survive.

“Hey, what is this white powder in the pit?” Isshiki Satoshi suddenly found a layer of white powder at the bottom of the human-shaped pit, which spread evenly throughout the pit.

With an idea, Isshiki Satoshi walked back to Yukihira Sōma who was woken up by his collar, looked at him and said, “Sōma, where is the Tamako you are carrying, take it out and take a look.

“Ishiki-senpai, that Tamako is in my pocket well, ahhh, why is it broken?” While muttering, Yukihira Sōma reached out and touched the pocket, her expression suddenly stunned, and she took out her hand from the open pocket. When he came out, he opened his fist and clenched his fist, and a pile of shiny debris in his palm appeared in front of everyone.

“Isshiki, are you trying to say that this Tamako saved Yukihira’s life just now?”

“This can’t be said. Thinking about the mysterious methods of the advisor, it doesn’t seem to be impossible! However, this is not a good place to talk. If the monster rooster just now does this again, No, we’ll all turn into ketchup!”

Isshiki Satoshi said with a smile that was extremely dark, and the few people next to him broke out in cold sweats, dragging Yukihira Sōma, who was unknown, and slipped back to the villa, surrounded by a small basin with lingering fears.

“Hey, Isshiki-senpai, what are you saying is that this little Tamako saved my life!” Sōma held a Tamako in front of him and danced around curiously.

It should be “That’s right, I just took a look, there are twenty Tamakos here, and one person has a quota of two, that is to say, the consultant has left three lives for each of us, leaving a glimmer of hope, right! The question is, what’s next?” Eishi Tsukasa picked up a cold Tamako and scrutinized it in the palm of his hand, thinking about the road ahead.

“Liangjun, go back, Liangjun, go back to the palace!” Alice’s voice like training a dog came, which attracted everyone’s attention.

“A group of cowards, the kitchen is a battlefield, and those who don’t have such determination should go back to their comfort zone as soon as possible. This kind of purgatory is really suitable… I don’t know when the black wood with a hood that looks like a flame pattern is tied. The field was cold, and “flames” appeared all over his body, venting to the people around him like a barrel of dynamite. He grabbed two Tamako from the basin, ignored Alice’s reprimand, turned around and walked towards the door.

“Yeah, that’s amazing! Senior Isshiki, I’ll go out and take a look!” As if forgetting the crisis of life and death just now, Yukihira Sōma staggered towards the outside with his hands in his pockets.

“Sōma, wait a minute, the juniors are so active, as seniors, we can’t lose to you! Jiu I, Si seniors, do you want to be together?”

“Uuuu, Isshiki, can you not go! What if we are really trampled and turned into ketchup? It’s ugly, and it’s not delicious! It’s been a long time, let me go, Gentian, help!” I really couldn’t stand Eishi Tsukasa’s ramble, so I took his arm and dragged him towards the door, ignoring his cries and struggles.

“.58, 59, 60! Ryoko, it’s been an hour, and Isshiki-senpai and Sōma haven’t come back, what should I do?” Stuck on the stopwatch, while walking around restlessly, Tadokoro Megumi occasionally observed the outside through the crack of the runway gate. movement.

“Hey!

“We’re back!!!” Several figures supported each other as they stepped into the gate and fell heavily to the ground.

“Sōma, Senior Isshiki, what are you 3.5?” The handsome guys who were originally handsome fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, their clothes covered with gray-black footprints and mud. The body was covered with scratches, a trace of dark red blood continued to seep from the cloth, and a faint smell of blood permeated the villa.

Looking at the miserable state of several people, the few girls who were left hurriedly rummaged through the house to find the medical kit.

With a big blue-purple bag on his right forehead, and blood-red slap prints on his cheeks, Yukihira Sōma forced a smile, gave a thumbs up, and said while sucking in the cold air: “Don’t worry, we just got beaten up. , however, we came back with fruit.”

Four or five glowing red apples rolled out from the tattered clothes wrapping next to several people.