Marvel's Fairy Chef

Just when Fang Jie was about to ask about the changes between the two of them, the sound of car tires rubbing against the ground came from outside the restaurant. What kind of bastard is this? He is racing here in broad daylight. Fortunately, Mindy is not here recently, otherwise haha...!

"Where's your boss? Come out!" Then a tall white man with Germanic descent broke in through the door with about a dozen bodyguards.

Restaurant door: Who the hell have I offended? Everyone kept kicking me, and the director asked me to increase my salary.

"Huh? Are you looking for trouble?" Uncle Fu glanced at the broken door. Damn it, why is the door that was just repaired broken again? Now that the people from SHIELD have withdrawn, who should I find to repair it?

Uncle Fu was ignored by the two women for a long time. He was already in a bad mood. Now another group of troublemakers have come. The chef silently lit the wax for them. I hope you all bought insurance, Amitabha!

"Let my lady go now, or my boss will not let you go." The head of the bodyguard, whose face had become swollen into a pig's head, was lying on the ground, but he did not forget to threaten Fu Bo.

"What the hell is your lady?" The chef looked at the two girls who were still in a daze, and then at a group of bodyguards lying on the ground. Uncle Fu, it seems that we hit the wrong person?

"What's wrong with your young lady? You smashed the door of our restaurant?" Uncle Fu didn't forget to act silly when he saw the latter lying on the ground, and the blood vessels on his forehead continued to swell.

"Woof woof woof" Wangcai jumped up to the dining table and licked Angela's little face with his tongue. Only then did the latter escape from the dream of fish soup. Angela was just about to reach out and touch Wangcai's dog's head, but as soon as she raised her eyes, she was stunned: What's going on? Why are Mao's own bodyguards lying on the ground? Is the floor here made of chocolate? You are too hungry and don’t choose what to eat! You must talk to your dad when you get back and raise the salary of the bodyguards. Look, all of them are so hungry that they are chewing on the floor.

"This is it, brothers, come on." Before Angela could open her mouth to explain to Forbes, another group of strong men came outside the restaurant, and they all carried pipe knives with fierce looks.

"Who are these people?" Fang Jie held his forehead and seemed to have been keeping to himself recently. Apart from occasionally blowing up the kitchen or something, he didn't do any other bad things. What happened today? Are these guys at the back looking for those two girls? Could it be that these two little internet celebrities belong to some evil boss, and am I being treated as a mistress?

"We don't know them." Seeing Fang Jie's suspicious eyes, the two women said that they were also innocent.

"Are you coming again?" Uncle Fu was really angry this time, and regardless of whether there was a misunderstanding or not, he put him down first. My arms and legs have been a little sore lately, so these little bastards just gave themselves some time to move.

"What are you doing?" Rogers, who had just returned home from outside, saw a large group of people blocking the door of the restaurant with murderous weapons in their hands. He couldn't help but wonder: What kind of show is this, where retired mercenaries fight against gangsters?

"Who are you messing with? Why didn't you bring any guy to support you? Let me tell you, the old man inside is too cruel. More than thirty of our brothers have been beaten to death." A young man with tattoos looked at him. Rogers: "Boy, don't say that seniors don't take care of you. When the fight starts, you stand in front, and my brother will cover you behind with a knife."

"Actually, I am also a resident of this restaurant." Rogers chuckled, grabbing the little gangster's hair with his right hand and throwing the little gangster into the trash can nearby. The latter's chin was still hitting a brick on the ground. A random mouthful of teeth. Well, I hit the jackpot, the poor little bastard, I don’t know if he has any health insurance.

"Hey... Mr. Liu, please be gentle. These are just a bunch of gangsters. Don't kill them." Rogers put this non-mainstream person down and walked into the hall. Good guy, there are just a bunch of gangsters here. It doesn't look like they are. A broken arm means a broken leg, and Uncle Fu was really ruthless. Non-mainstream: You told others to show mercy, but what did you do to me? Look at my teeth! I wonder how many can be saved?

"What happened to Fang Jie? Why did he get into a fight with a group of gangsters? Are they here to collect protection money? The gangsters on this street are really brave. Well, there are also those few hiding in the corner Who is that guy who looks like a trembling bodyguard in there?" Seeing that Fu Bo was fighting vigorously, Rogers was too embarrassed to intervene anymore, so he asked Fang Jie.

"I don't know either!" Fang Jie said that he was just a spectator, and he would not know the specific situation until the old man finished fighting.

"Xiaoxia...sister, I think we still