Supreme Almighty System

"Great, it's spicy!"

There was a lot of commotion on the field, especially the members of the Murong family, who were so excited that they almost stood up!

They looked like they had the chance to win, as if they couldn't wait to announce that tonight's victory had already belonged to their Murong family in advance.

"Good! Good!"

Murong Tingting and Ouyang Yehua couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that among so many cuisines, I can get the spicy one. God help me!"

At this moment, the strained faces of Murong Tianze and the rest of the elders finally showed a rare sinister smile: "Mr. Wu, I want to see how you can keep your hands and feet tonight!"

"shit."

As for the five old men of the catering group who supported Lao Quan and Jiaojiao, their faces were ashen, and they didn't say a word, and they could see that they were very angry.

Seeing this, Dugua asked Wu Fan curiously: "Brother Fan, isn't it just a spicy dish? Why are those grandchildren of the Murong family so excited?"

"Because, the Murong family relied on the 'spicy' dishes to lay the foundation of the country, and it also relied on the money earned from the spicy dishes to complete the primitive accumulation of capital! Over the years, the Murong family has relied on these spicy dishes , has begun to occupy the gourmet territory of other cities.”

Wu Fan smoked a cigarette silently, and said in a calm tone: "To put it bluntly, spicy food is the strongest item of the Murong family, and it is their absolute killer."

Seeing Wu Fan not worried at all, Dugua asked worriedly: "Brother, why are you not worried at all? If Lao Quan loses, you will have your arms and legs chopped off!"

"Worry, it doesn't exist."

Wu Fan grinned and said, "Because Laoquan and Jiaojiao's best cuisine is also spicy! Tonight's contest will definitely be sparks hitting the earth, Real Madrid smashing Barcelona, ​​it's very exciting!"

And Wu Fan's arrival tonight is to let Laoquan and Jiaojiao deserve the victory, and absolutely not let the Murong family play tricks!
Lao Quan and Jiao Jiao turned their heads and smiled at Wu Fan from a distance of more than ten meters.

This scene scared Murong Tingting and Ouyang Yehua.

"Damn, why aren't the two of them nervous at all?"

Ouyang Yehua clenched his fist tightly, wishing he could fix Jiang Fuquan in the past now, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart!

"Yehua, don't worry!"

Murong Tingting's eyes were vicious, she gritted her teeth, and cursed: "Jiang Fuquan has been disabled for so many years, even if he has wings, he can't fly to the sky! Tonight is when he and He Jiao will be wiped out!"

At this time, Tie Yezi on the referee's seat coughed twice and shouted loudly: "The competition time is one hour, and those who fail to complete within the time limit will be counted as giving up! Now I announce that the competition will officially begin!"

"call!"

As soon as Tie Yezi's words fell, the audience immediately thought of applause and shouts, and both contestants also immediately turned on the gas stoves!

This culinary competition, which concerns the honor, disgrace and lives of both parties, has finally begun.

【Master, why don't you use your chef demeanor to force Murong Tingting and Ouyang Yehua to kneel down and admit defeat here? 】

"Hmph, in normal times, I would have killed them long ago!"

Wu Fan exhaled the smoke lightly, his mouth full of disdain: "However, tonight I want Lao Quan and Jiao Jiao to completely defeat the enemy with their own strength and regain their dignity with their own hands!"

Xiaofugou said meanly: "Brother, the Murong family is treacherous and can't afford to lose. They will definitely save their hands tonight. Do you have a strategy to deal with it?"

"Soldiers come to block, water and soil cover it!"

Wu Fan gently stroked the dog's head, and said with a smile: "We brothers join forces, are we still afraid of those dead old men?"

"Hey, I like you so crazy! Come on, give me one!"

The Xiaofu dog has an evil face. In the heart of this silly dog, he probably wanted to take advantage of tonight to have a big fight, and it would be best to turn the world upside down!
The old village chief chattered: "Wu Fan, give me one too, it's boring to just sit and watch them cook."

"I want one too." The fool smiled.

"Come, come, everyone has a share."

Wu Fan distributed one to his companions one by one, and even Li Haoran, who was a second-hand man, had a share. When the cigarettes were distributed to Wu Mei, Wu Mei shook her head: "I am not used to smoking your man's cigarettes, I like to smoke fruit cigarettes."

After finishing speaking, Wu Mei took out fruit cigarettes from her pocket and lit them up.

I don't know why, but with Wu Fan by her side, she feels particularly secure, and her confidence in Lao Quan and Jiaojiao is much stronger.

Here four men, one woman and one dog are blowing their bongs contentedly, and the smoke rises up in puffs;

On the opposite side, the group of old men from the Murong family had serious faces, their eyes fixed on every move on the field, and they didn't dare to exhale.

There was an extreme comparison in the mentality of the two sides in an instant.

Seeing this, Grand Master Tie Yezi asked Pang Yue'e in a low voice: "Yue'e, who is that young man wearing a hat?"

Pang Yue'e responded in a low voice: "He is the legendary Mr. Wu! It is because he fought hard for Jiang Fuquan and He Jiao that the much-anticipated cooking challenge on the night of the full moon came tonight."

"What? He is Mr. Wu?"

Hearing Pang Yue'e's explanation, Tie Yezi frowned deeply, and slowly shook his head: "I have met Mr. Wu, and I have discussed cooking with him. I can be sure that this person is definitely not Mr. Wu!"

"what?"

Seeing Tie Yezi's denial of Wu Fan's identity, Pang Yuee and Huang Shihu were secretly surprised, and their tone was very wary: "Mr. Tie Yezi, have you discussed cooking with Mr. Wu?"

"Yes!"

Tie Yezi spoke decisively, and his tone was a little angry: "That kid is so brave, he dared to pretend to be Mr. Wu from the peerless Wu family? Does he not want to live? No, Mr. Wu is my friend, I'm going to Expose that guy, lest he tarnish the reputation of Mr. Wu!"

"Don't! Don't!"

Pang Yue'e grabbed Tie Yezi's sleeve: "Mr. Tie Yezi, I'm afraid the matter is not as simple as you imagined! Because that young man's ability is very great!"

"Ok?"

Tie Yezi was puzzled instinctively, and asked back: "Yue'e, do you agree with what you said? Could it be that you had contact with that counterfeit?"

"To be honest, Huang Shihu and I suddenly fell ill two months ago when we went to Yunwu Mountain to inhale spirits. If it wasn't for the young man off the court who helped us with silver needles, I'm afraid I would have died by then."

Pang Yuee's face was serious, and a tinge of pink appeared on her cheeks: "At that time, he said that he was Mr. Wu, and Mr. Wu became a master of both medicine and poison. It seems true!"

"Although he is very capable, it is wrong to impersonate!"

Tie Yezi has always been serious and fair, and he is extremely upright. He absolutely does not allow anyone to pretend to be his friend to cause trouble.

"Don't!"

Just when Pang Yue'e's persuasion was ineffective, Tie Yezi's cell phone rang suddenly. He looked down and saw that the person who sent the WeChat message was actually Mr. Wu from the peerless Wu family!

"Old Tie, you don't need to interfere with what's going on tonight, just do your job as a referee. Mr. Wu is very grateful."

Seeing this WeChat message, Tie Yezi frowned even more!

"Mr. Wu, where are you?"

Subconsciously, Tie Yezi quickly looked around the entire venue of ten thousand people, but he didn't find half of Mr. Wu.

This is how the same thing?

Could it be that the real Mr. Wu is observing every move on the court somewhere?