The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 598 Dark Cuisine
Fatima was sitting on the deck of the cruise ship, drooling non-stop. She had long felt that something was wrong, surrounded by coagulated blood and dead killers, but she was still hungry and still thinking about that piece of cake.

It took more than half an hour before she woke up a little bit. At this time, recalling the situation just now, she couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Then, what happened to the cake?" Fatima asked tremblingly.

Li Changan lit a cigarillo, and after a long time said in a deep voice: "Simply speaking, it's dark cuisine, dark cuisine from the Huaxia Demon Sect. If you took a bite of that cake just now, hmph, then you will be miserable."

Fatima shook her head: "It's so strange, it's just a piece of cake, how can it have such a great magic power, what's the matter with the dark food you mentioned? What will happen after I eat it?"

Li Changan looked down at her: "You only need to take a bite, and you will lose interest in any food around you. You will never forget the deliciousness of that cake. In the end, you will starve to death in pain."

Fatima shook her head: "Impossible, if you're hungry, wouldn't you be looking for something to eat?"

Li Changan flicked the cigarette ash: "The nine sects of the Demon Sect each represent a profession. The merchants are called the Demon Sect Merchants. There is also the Butian Pavilion for fortune-telling, and the Demon Sect actors who sing and dance... But the most terrifying thing is the Demon Sect. The dark food of the door."

He snorted: "Gourmet food runs through the five senses of people. The so-called complete color, fragrance, and flavor include the color seen by sight, the aroma felt by smell, and the taste tasted by taste. In addition, when you pick up food The sense of touch, and the wonderful sizzling sound when the food comes out of the pan.”

"The dark cuisine of the Demon Sect starts from the five senses of people, and combines the insidious techniques of the door. The food made can kill people, drive a strong-willed person crazy, and make people lose their five senses, and even control the soul of man."

Fatima still didn't believe it. What Li Changan said was too scary, but that cake was indeed so evil.

After taking a bite of the deliciousness of dark cuisine, he lost interest in other foods, and finally starved to death. This seems to be similar to hypnosis, and it makes sense.

Fatima has seen a kind of hypnosis, which makes you believe that water is poisonous. Even if the hypnotized person is about to die of thirst, he still dare not take a sip of water.

She got up slowly, looked at the kitchen that was blown to pieces by Li Changan, and suddenly couldn't help sighing: "For a foodie like you, isn't that dark cuisine more terrifying?"

Li Changan nodded: "That's right, so the last killer move on this cruise ship is not the killers, but a piece of cake in the microwave."

He snorted: "Speaking of which, I really have to thank you. If you hadn't made me three large portions of mutton fried eggs in advance, which made me too full, I'm afraid I would fall in love when I saw that cake all of a sudden. Recruited."

Fatima thought of the serial poisonous plot behind this, and almost counted Li Changan's weakness.

She couldn't help shivering again: "Who, who arranged all this?"

Li Changan beckoned Dabai to come over, hugged the distraught Fatima, and then sat on it himself.

Dabai spread his wings and flew high into the sky, heading towards Jiang Ning.

"The person who is most suspicious of this master of dark cooking in the Demon Sect is that Miss Zhao of the Tianmao Group, Zhao Wuji's sister!" Li Changan's words reached Fatima's ears in the strong wind.

"Miss Zhao from Tianmao Group..." Fatima murmured to herself, "What kind of magic door is there? God, what the hell kind of case is this!"

Dabai has passed through the clouds, and in front of him is the beautiful Jiangning.

At this time in Jiangning City, on the west side of Dongpu District, on the top floor of the [-]-story Tianmao Building, in a cold room, the curtains were tightly drawn, but the room was as bright as day.

A man's body that had been frozen and pieced together was placed in the middle of the room. It was Zhao Wuji.

The death of Zhao Wuji was miserable, too horrible to look at. In this cold room, he managed to regain some human appearance.

Standing in front of Zhao Wuji's cold body was a woman who was at least 180 cm tall.

Dark red wavy long hair, astonishingly long legs, and black high heels gave this woman an aura of controlling everything.

She lit a slender cigarette, hand-rolled, and a puff of smoke came out of her red lips, making her beautiful face look like a dream.

The expression is so cold, and the lips are so alluring. This woman is about 27 or [-] years old, but there is an indescribable majesty in every move.

Her long wavy hair covered half of her face, making her profile look more and more alluring.

She looked at Zhao Wuji's body, and a crystal teardrop suddenly flowed from the corner of her eye.

The woman lowered her head and kissed her younger brother, and a hoarse voice sounded: "Wuji, even if you need to kill a whole city, my sister will definitely avenge you."

After she finished speaking, Bai Nen's long and slender palms suddenly let go, and a handful of rosemary powder fell on her younger brother's body. A few sparks popped out of the cigarette, and Zhao Wuji's body burst into flames. In the strong fragrance, it turned into a cluster of powder.

At this moment, a silver spoon appeared in the woman's hand in horror. She scooped up a spoonful of her younger brother's ashes with the spoon, and then opened her bright red lips...

Half an hour later, the woman walked out of the cold room, wiped her mouth with a snow-white silk scarf, stepped on her black high-heeled shoes on the floor, and made a crisp sound that scared the entire Tianmao Building.

She went directly to the big office on the next floor. As she walked, she raised her long legs staggered, round and white, full of stimulating visual sense.

But all the people on the floors of Tianmao Building were pale, trembling with their heads down, and some people's backs were drenched in cold sweat.

The woman walked to an office, raised her long legs, kicked the thick carved pear wood door, and looked coldly at the four men in black kneeling on the ground in the room.

Beside the man in black, there was a benevolent old man in a suit, but he bowed slightly: "Miss, these four are the bodyguards arranged to protect the young master."

The woman glanced at the four of them coldly: "They still have the face to come back?"

The four bodyguards kowtowed desperately, making the floor thump loudly: "Miss Wuming, it's really not our fault, it's Master Wuji who said that we don't need to follow, in that part of Tokyo, we don't know the way at all , I can't find Master Wuji."

The woman looked at them, the air was filled with a strange fragrance, she suddenly smiled faintly: "You are all loyal disciples, following my brother through life and death, you have made meritorious service, you all get up."

The four men were overjoyed when they heard the words, and secretly thanked themselves for standing up.

Miss Wuming's eyes rolled, her tone became more and more gentle: "I came back from the island country, have you suffered all the way, are you hungry?"

The four Demon Sect bodyguards all bowed their heads: "Not hungry, not hungry at all, we still want to avenge the young master."

Miss Wuming turned her head to the butler and said, "Go and get my kitchen utensils, um, and bring up the tofu from the restaurant on the 47th floor. I'll cook something for them."

The eyelids of the old butler in a black suit were twitching, he barely calmed down, bowed and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Miss Wuming got up and smiled at the four flattered men: "You guys wait for a while, I will call you when the cooking is done."

As he spoke, stepping on his high heels, he walked out in a bright and crisp voice.

(End of this chapter)