All the contract girls want to marry me

The voice was hoarse and cold, and as the voice sounded, a dark shadow appeared beside the dining table.

The shadow's face was hidden under the cloak, and the permeating black fog made it difficult for several people present to see his face clearly.

Judging from his aura, he is a super strong man and seems to be somewhat evil.

The black shadow saw Matthew and others looking at each other, and there was a hint of desolation in his voice, "What are you looking at me for? Even if I was a heinous person, I still spent five thousand, uh, 6000 years in prison here to pay back all. ”

"In a hellish place like this, does it matter whether I'm a good guy or a bad guy?"

This time, Matthew reacted without waiting for Surante to remind him.The black shadow in front of me seems to be a mysterious and evil senior.

If he is not bragging, he has been practicing here for 6000 years.

6000 years!

This man is definitely close to the peak of super strength now.

Matthew cut off the chicken butts, heads and wings, and politely put them on separate plates before delivering them to the mysterious black figure.

"Senior, it is fate that we meet each other. We will be neighbors here for a while. Please forgive me if the dishes are not to our taste."

The black shadow took the plate handed over by Matthew and said with a smile: "You talk very nicely, but I won't change anything just because of a few words."

"But you are right, we are neighbors. If you die, there will be one less interesting chef."

Matthew smiled and was not angry because the other party regarded him as a chef.

This is a super strong person. If you can get closer to this person, even if you just understand the true fighting strength of the super level, it would be a good thing.

Although Heiying is a bit arrogant, everyone is equal in front of delicious food, even the most powerful ones.

He had just grabbed the tender roasted chicken but before he could take his mouth off, his stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

This embarrassing voice shattered most of his reserve and majesty as a master.

Matthew, Surante and others had a hard time holding back their laughter.

The black shadow glanced at Matthew and said calmly: "Laugh if you want, I won't be angry."

Weird.

Matthew silently cursed in his heart.

Heiying can say this, but if anyone takes it seriously, he is the most powerful person in the world.

Matthew didn't answer and just ate the food in front of him.

Seeing the respectful look of the people at the table, Heiying also felt a little stuffy. He coughed lightly and was about to say something to lighten the atmosphere, but Matthew's stomach also growled.

The shadow was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Boy, it turns out you have a stomach growling just like me."

Matthew shrugged and teased softly: "This is a normal reaction. It would be weird if you don't have any reaction when you see delicious food."

The black mist shrouding the shadow shook slightly, and his emotions seemed to be fluctuating.It had been 6000 years since the last time he had sat around with so many people and enjoyed every meal.

It feels so far away.

The purpose of his retreat this time was to improve his realm to the point where he was ready to attack the demigod realm. However, he fell short of success and ultimately failed.

He smelled the food in the restaurant and followed the smell.

He was in a very gloomy mood, but he didn't expect to be sitting here eating with a few strangers.

This feeling really feels a bit like home.

Whether he should take action or not, the shadow fell into deep thought.

Chapter 117 Sir, please order

Matthew seemed to have read through the mysterious man's mind and invited with a smile: "Meeting is fate. Sir, no matter what you want to do, at least wait until this meal is finished."

Her words touched Black Shadow's heartstrings. He was only 19 years old before he came here, and he stayed here for 6000 years.

These 6000 years have transformed him from a young boy into an old monster.

Matthew's candid smile made him feel as if he had seen himself from 6000 years ago.

The 6000-year dilemma was nothing short of torture for him.In order to reduce his loneliness and have some fun, the girl who came down with him became his wife under his soft touch.

After all, they are the only ones here, so what if they hate it, they can only make do with it.

But his wife could not withstand the erosion of time and had long since melted into the river of destiny.

In the years that followed, he gained strength and then found new ways to have fun with his subsequent sacrifices.

He had a powerful strength that surpassed Zero, and Zero did not like to interfere in the lives of ordinary people, so he enslaved or killed the subsequent male sacrifices and treated the female sacrifices as his wives.

After repeating this for two rounds, he finally got tired of it.

To him, pursuing anything in this hellish place seemed like a joke.A gentle wife?He had, and even had children, but then what?

He could only watch his wife and daughter grow old.

This kind of darkness and isolation was a long torture for him.

Unless he can get out of here or find new fun.

In the following 4000 years, except for occasional communication with Zero, he never left the quiet room where he practiced in seclusion.

The only belief that supports Black Shadow is to reach the peak of super level and leave this ghost place.

But it is easy to become a super player, but how difficult to reach the top.

If you are in a restless mood, even if you risk your life, you will only die.

It was with this thought in mind that after hesitating for a moment, he finally responded to Zero's call and chose to attend the banquet.

He originally wanted to kill everyone present to vent his negative emotions, and then enter the quiet room to either die or succeed.

But looking at this happy scene, he didn't want to start.

There are many ways to vent your emotions, not just killing.

The black shadow got rid of distracting thoughts and began to fight with the food. He bit into the chicken head. The delicious food that had been away for 6000 years made him stay there in a daze, without moving for a long time.

Matthew smiled and asked: "Sir, I don't know what flavor you like. If you are not satisfied, you can tell me and I can improve it next time."

"What's your name?" Heiying's words were harsh and a little impolite.But for a man who has been in prison for 6000 years, it is very polite to say this.

Matthew smiled and said, "Matthew Lundebel."

"Matthew? What a name."

Black Shadow thought for a while, and his voice became a little lower, "My name is... The name means nothing to me anymore. From now on, you can just call me Black Eagle."

"Mr. Black Hawk, I see that you are not very satisfied with this dish. I wonder what flavor you like. I will prepare it specially for you next time."

Faced with Matthew's attentiveness, Black Eagle said nothing. He just stuffed the whole chicken head into his mouth and started to bite it loudly.

Swallow the chicken bones, chicken brains and other things in one gulp.

Matthew: "..."

Isn’t it just that I haven’t eaten in 6000 years? Isn’t that what it is?If it were me, hehe, I would bite the plate and eat it.

In less than a second before Matthew finished cursing, Black Eagle grabbed the plate and continued to chew it into pieces and swallow it.

Matthew: "..."

"Mr. Blackhawk, I have other ingredients here. If you need them, I can..."

"Braised pork, the most authentic braised pork, do you have it?" Black Eagle's voice was slightly hoarse, and the black mist shrouded in front of him gradually dissipated. Matthew's words rekindled his desire.

Matthew solemnly replied: "Yes, I happened to bring a bag of white sugar, which can be used to fry the sugar color. Mr. Blackhawk, please wait a moment, I will be here soon."

Before heading to the kitchen, Surante and Matthew glanced at each other, and there was an instant exchange of ideas.

Obviously, Mr. Black Hawk came with murderous intent, but the murderous intent in him was gradually weakening.

As long as he understands that there is no benefit in killing Matthew, at least he can have a cook by leaving him, and maybe there will be a chance of success.

Black Hawk's strength is so strong that all the people present combined are no match for them.If he really takes action, he can only seek to be heroic.

Surant meant to let Matthew use teleportation to escape directly, but Matthew decisively refused.

If Matthew escaped, all three people present would die, and it would be a very humiliating and miserable death.

It’s unimaginable what Blackhawk would do if provoked.

He is a man, and the three weaklings are women. If this person has bad intentions, it will be all over.

Matthew may not care about others, but he must save Surante.

He had already made a decision and wanted to prepare teleportation magic. Once Black Hawk turned against him, he would immediately grab Surante and force teleportation.

As for where it can be teleported, it's up to fate.

While Matthew went to the kitchen to prepare braised pork for Black Hawk, Surante smiled and chatted with everyone, adjusting the atmosphere and distracting Mr. Black Hawk.

She knew that if no one spoke at this time, Black Hawk would be reminded of the purpose of coming here, and once he was determined to kill, it would be all over.

She knew Matthew too well. Although he usually looked like a vampire, he would never abandon his contractor.

Even for the three contractors who had evil intentions and wanted to kill Matthew, Matthew gave them a chance, but these guys were so stubborn that they ruined their last hope.

As long as they can repent at the last moment like Shirley, they will not be dead.

If she died tragically or was captured and humiliated by Black Hawk, it's hard to imagine Matthew doing anything impulsive.

So she had to hold the Black Hawk steady.

Black Eagle looked at Surant, with a smile on his lips. After finishing all the chicken in front of him, including the bones and meat, he finally spoke again.

"Little girl, there's no need to waste your breath. I said I'd wait for the braised pork and I'll wait. No matter how the situation develops, I can still wait for this little time."

Although his intention was seen through, Surant had no intention of blushing at all.

She smiled and nodded, enjoying the food in front of her very elegantly.

The banquet went on in a strange way.

Just when the air was about to freeze, Matthew appeared at the door of the restaurant carrying a large plate of braised pork.

"Mr. Black Eagle, the braised pork you ordered is here. Please eat."

The plump and moist braised pork appeared in the somewhat dim temple, and the aroma that hit his face instantly lit up Black Eagle's eyes.

Chapter 118 Who is the boss?

Mr. Blackhawk accurately forked a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth. The familiar yet unfamiliar taste brought his mind back to 6000 years ago.

It tastes exactly like what my mom used to make when I was little.

With a wave of his hand, the black fog in front of him gradually dissipated, and his true appearance appeared in front of the three people.

He wasn't particularly handsome, his face was a little pale and he looked unhealthy, and there was a hint of sinisterness in his eyes, which made him look a little more sinister and scary.

But as he tasted the food, his eyes gradually softened a bit.

After finishing the entire plate of braised pork in front of him, Mr. Black Eagle slowly raised his head and said softly:

"Don't be nervous, at least today I won't go on a killing spree. It doesn't make any difference to me whether I kill you or not. I will be in seclusion in a few months. Maybe we won't see each other again in the future."

Having said this, the originally arrogant Mr. Black Eagle's expression became a little bleak.

In this temple where supplies are scarce, it is too difficult to break through.

But he can't get out without reaching the super peak.

He also had to fight to the death.

He casually tore a hole in the void, took out a large bottle of wine, and placed it on the table.

"Come have a drink with me. This is the last bottle."

Matthew smiled and took the bottle, filled several people with wine, and said with a smile: "I have a hunch that this is not the last drink. I believe we can definitely go out!"

"Young people are really brave. Just saying these words to you is worth a toast!"

Seeing Mr. Blackhawk raising his glass, the others quickly raised their glasses in response.

After finishing the glass of wine, Matthew solemnly explained: "Mr. Black Hawk, I am a high-level magician and I am very knowledgeable in space magic."