Two-dimensional System of Mischief

The black stewed egg widened his eyes even more, and looked at the eloquent food critics with fear in his eyes.

Now there is no secret in his mind, I am afraid that if this goes on, let alone yes, he will not be able to remember the secret.

I'm afraid he has even forgotten his name. At that time, will he still remember what his name is?

I'm afraid I just remember, I'm called: XXX feast?

And it only exists in the secrets in your own brain...

I'm afraid it's not true, it will all become, so-and-so roasted foie gras, xxx green pepper steak...

not like this......

horrible!It's really terrible!evil!It's just downright evil.

God of food, you guy, wouldn't you be an evil alien emerging from Asgard, or some other corner of the universe?

Before I felt my heart, I was about to lose my resistance to the delicious food in my mind.

The right-handed black-light black stewed egg boss, with red eyes and bloodshot eyes, has given orders to his subordinates, for his own life.

Perhaps the most courageous decision: catch him!Shut his mouth!Don't let him talk anymore!

"Yes!"

After giving himself the task of yelling out with all his heart, Hei Lu Dan looked at him with an orderly expression on his face.

Already on the side, I felt stunned and couldn't control my hands.

Chapter 940 Five: The Difficulty of Food Critic~

The master of the black stewed egg bureau watched, Maria Hill's heart is no longer here.

Accompany the adults of the black stewed egg to play a game of cat and mouse.

I really want to go back home now, and pass the delicious food described by food critics in my own hands.

Made them one by one by herself, Maria Hill, who moved her hands and fingers...

"Next, I'll leave it to you~"

Ugh?Leave it to me?

Maria Hill was thinking in her mind that food critics were familiar with the food production process, so she had to try it herself when she went back.

As a result, after hearing the explanation given to him by Zhengdao Black Light Black Braised Egg, Maria Hill didn't even give Maria Hill a chance to refute.

Just ran away~

Can you stand it?

Maria Hill watched speechlessly, and before leaving, all the SHIELD agents were busy arresting food critics.

Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth on the side of the road, Maria Hill already knew what this guy was going to do in a hurry.

Fortunately, just now, at the risk of being controlled by the food critic, I was a little bit 'moved' by the black light of justice to kill the food critic's black stewed egg.

who knows......

Maria Hill, who was speechless to the black marinated eggs, turned around and looked at the entrapment, and one after another the agents fell to the ground, as if they were being slapped by some kind of food critic.

Maria Hill's heart felt greasy for a while, and now she has finished the delicious food in her heart, and she will never have the chance to taste it in a short time...

According to this rhythm, at least until Zhengdao Black Light Black Braised Egg has finished satisfying his appetite.

'Okay~ I have to work overtime again...'

At this moment, Maria Hill, for 0.1 second, considered the food in her head.

Isn't it black marinated eggs?I really want to give away my S.H.I.E.L.D. work permit, pop!With a bang, it hit the face of Zhengdao Heiguang Hei Dian Dan.

With his waist on his back, he yelled at the black stewed egg: "Leave it to me, you just want to eat, and my mother quit~ You.... Black stewed egg, you were fired by my mother!"

But reality~

"For you guys, bring the god of food and follow me~"

"Yes!"

hum~

Don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are unkind, Maria Hill's eyes shone coldly.

The agents didn't know why, but they didn't dare to disobey the orders of the deputy director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and now their immediate boss, Queen Maria Hill.

Now the evil food gods and food critics have also caught them. They seem to be off work and go to a delicious meal~

As a professional food critic, the food critic is really wronged and innocent at this moment.

Is it so dangerous to eat something for wool?

You gangsters, just because the cooks and soldiers are controlled by his illusion, can make up so much inner drama by yourself.

The food critic said that he really bought a dog.

The car was very abnormal, this time Maria Hill was not sitting in her seat as before.

Instead, the agents who were in charge of guarding the food critics were driven to other cars, and they were in charge of guarding the food critics themselves.