All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

The extended version of Lincoln stopped at the gate of the huge arena in the outskirts, and the VIP treatment of Mo Bai and his party came to an end for the time being.

"Is the compartment still spacious?" Mo Bai's smile was a little stiff, and his body, which was standing sideways in a strange posture, still faintly revealed the meaning of departure.

"Hohohoho~ What? Baibai, have you finally realized your mistake?" Nakiri Alice's thin lips outlined a smile without a B number, and her eyes were full of teasing under her frivolous slender eyebrows. "I knew that Miss Ben's beauty was invincible."

"Hmph, it's okay to tell you, there is still room for one person in the carriage."

"It's a loss for you not to be in the same room with so many beauties. When you go back, remember to be grateful to Miss Ben who gave you the information." The swollen Nakiri Alice patted Mobai's back with her small hands.

It's just that the sound of slapping is slightly viscous?

Glancing at the wet liquid in her palm, and then looking up at the wet marks on Mo Bai's back, Nakiri Alice's expression was full of puzzlement. "The air conditioners in the front driver's seat and the passenger's seat are broken? But if the air conditioner is broken in this weather, you won't be sweating so much, right?"

"...Don't worry about it so much, kid." Being watched by Alice Nakiri, who was still in the third grade, with a pure underage gaze, how could Mobai instill some dirty products of the adult world in her?

The extended Lincoln air conditioner used to pick up customers is naturally impossible to have problems, and the weather should not cause sweating, but I can't bear the fact that there is a person watching me eagerly by my side at any time!

If the other party is a beautiful woman or Mo Bai is a beautiful woman, then the situation is fine.

It's just that when both sides are big men, the situation is very wrong.Moreover, the two of them were still in a closed space of less than two or three cubic meters. Mo Bai felt the muscles in his buttocks tense when he thought about it.

But luckily it's over.

"Chef Mobai!"

Again! ?

During this vacation, the second deepest voice in Mo Bai's memory came, and he almost collapsed.

Along the way, Mo Bai was so enthusiastic that he wondered if he had entered the Cowherd's shop, and he couldn't stand it.

"Chef Mobai, this is my business card."

On the unified business card of the Knights of the Gourmet Round Table handed out by the brown-haired youth, his personal information was clearly visible.

Place of birth in England, nationality of England, position as a trainee knight of the Knights of the Round Table, name——

"Guy, Guy... Yi?" Mobai, who spliced ​​the English letters on the business card word by word, read out. He didn't know what his expression was like at the moment, but it must be very exciting.

"If you have any questions, you can call me anytime." The brown-haired young apprentice knight named Guy gave a thumbs up heartily. "Although I am not a big shot, I can still solve many difficulties by relying on the name of Knights of the Round Table."

Young man, you despise yourself too much!With this famous name alone, you will definitely be a figure in England in the future!

While Mo Bai was in awe, he immediately decided to keep a good distance from this trainee knight with a sinister aura in his name. Even if he appeared on the same field, it was best not to let him appear behind his back.

=== Present PY for the big guys who hit the list, you are worth a look ===

"What's wrong with art is crime"

Introduction: This is a brand new era, the new era of the earth that started three years ago in 120.

Many worlds converge in a city named Babylon, and Babylon is changing many worlds, stars gather, evil gods and angels dance together, immortals and demons compete, and humans wield swords to compete for power and power.

"Do you like the art of crime?"

——Yallo, Moriarty's three good students, criminal artist, professor, doomsday disaster, boss of Black King at the port, Duke of Poison in the United States, king of Babylon, lord of ideal Utopia, man of destiny, and those who pursue freedom raised their own The index finger said with a smile.

He wants to conquer this era.

=== Do you still need to hesitate to read the big guy's book?The quality is three times in a row and it's over ===

Chapter 298. Nakiri Alice: (#`O') Is this starting to persecute me? !

"Hey, this is really spectacular." After taking the elevator and walking through the long and narrow corridor led by the waitress, the group finally came to the VIP room for watching the battle.

With the help of the clear view of the audience from the VIP room, Mo Bai finally understood where he was - before he knew it, the group of them was already on the high white wall that was more than [-] meters high.

This [-]-meter round wall separated the arena below from the auditorium into two steps, and the third step above was the VIP room where they were located.

"Si, Si Guoyi!" Alice Nakiri, Yoko Miyamoto and Yukie Yukikawa forgot to marvel at the luxurious facilities in the VIP room for a while, and they all crowded together in front of the glass window, like children With his face pressed against the glass, his eyes widened and he looked at the high white wall below.

"What is this wall for? It's so high?" Nakiri Alice turned her head excitedly and asked the waitress standing at the door.

"This wall is called the Wall of Sighs. It is made of special materials. It is said that it can resist the continuous bombing of Tomahawk cruise missiles. It is used to prevent the fantasy ingredients in the arena from running out of control into the auditorium and causing accidents." The waitress said. The calm tone is filled with a kind of pride of "I am the number one in Great England".

"Prevent the fantasy ingredients in the arena from getting out of control and rushing into the auditorium?"

Instantly switched to the Q version of Hua style with two heads and body, Alice's head popped up a weird picture of a broken gold catfish with arms length patting its tail on a 30-meter city wall.

"Pfft! You are really interesting!"

Nakiri Alice, who burst into tears from laughter, collapsed on the sofa, covering her stomach with one hand, and patted the sofa with her legs along with the other hand.

The respectful waitress seemed to look at the country bumpkin at that moment.

"Do you know fantasy ingredients?!" To say that everyone present is the most sensitive and deeply touched by fantasy ingredients is undoubtedly Yukikawa Yukie who was born in the shrine.

After all, fantasy ingredients are the foundation of Far East Shrine's laziness to survive.

Facing the waitress's appearance of fully understanding the appearance and body shape of dream ingredients, Yukikawa Yukie began to doubt life.

"I'm right outside the door, if you need anything, just let me know."

The waitress did not answer directly out of politeness, but the action of bowing and turning away to close the door already explained everything—isn’t it dream food?As if no one has seen it.

Except for Nakiri Alice who was still laughing while covering her stomach, everyone in the huge VIP room fell silent.

"We...have been despised, right?" Miyamoto Yeyeko pondered for a long time before suddenly waking up from a dream.

Mobai's eyebrows twitched violently.

On slotting knife, the [-]nd or [-]th son with unusually clear reflex arc length and brain circuit is definitely a professional, but do you really need to say this kind of thing that everyone knows well?

Oh, so tired!

Xue Chuan Xue'e crashed, and the second and fifth sons were unreliable, Mo Bai turned his attention to Bai Zishu and Luo Ziyan, the only two normal people in the field.

After comparing the sizes, Mo Bai asked Bai Zishu decisively. "Zi Shu, what do you think?"

The question is of course about the fact that even a waiter can understand the true colors of dream ingredients.

When Mo Bai glanced over Luo Ziyan's head, the latter's fist clenched for a moment.

Bajiquan warning!

"The server is different and the information is not circulating. How can I see it?" Sitting on the sofa beside her, Bai Zishu raised her long legs and supported her chin with her elbows.

"Huh?" Mo Bai couldn't understand Bai Zishu's inexplicable explanation.

"Do you really think that IGO, an international organization, is of one mind?" Bai Zishu gave Mo Bai a small look of disdain every day. "If this was the case, the gourmet club would have played GG long ago. There are so many things."

"In the final analysis, IGOs ​​are only named in the name of international organizations in each country. The specific influence depends entirely on the strength of the local food industry in each country."

"If you are lucky enough to meet a country with loose local power, take advantage of the momentum at the beginning of its establishment and IGO will stand up and become a big brother."

"Generally, it's like the Far East, where shrines, aristocratic families, and IGOs ​​check and balance."

"A region that is even worse is probably what it is now. The local forces are the main force, and the IGO branch is simply a name in logistics."

"Either being annexed, or in a state of being separated and ruled, how can the branch ministers share information and exchange with each other besides bragging?"

"And the chef...if it wasn't for the master-student relationship that he regarded as his own, who would spread his ability to eat?"

"Naturally, there are huge differences in the degree of information access within each region."

Bai Zishu's words removed the fake shell of IGO, a seemingly giant organization.

"Besides, you're just too surprised that some ordinary people know about the dream ingredients and forget one basic thing." Bai Zishu raised a finger and looked at Mo Bai with a foolish look. "The waiters who can work in the arena obviously have a close relationship with the knights of the gourmet round table. Under such conditions, it is not surprising to know the information of dream ingredients?"

"However, it is true that the Knights of the Food Round Table will use this recruitment to disclose information about dreamy ingredients to the public."

"..." Mo Bai held his forehead silently.

Although Bai Zishu's last sentence saved some face for him, he still felt that he was humiliated.The other party was a figure of Knights of the Food Round Table, so he never thought of such a simple answer!

"What are you talking about?" Nakiri Alice, who was listening in the middle, stopped laughing wildly, with question marks all over her head.

"Haven't you heard of fantasy ingredients in Denmark?" Mo Bai sighed and asked, not knowing that she was the most embarrassing Alice in the audience.

"I've heard some, it seems that the taste is completely different from ordinary ingredients."

The ink is clear.

It seems that Denmark is also the same primary server as the Far East.

"Why do you ask this?" Nakiri Alice's doubts only existed for a moment, and after a while, she yelled like a little sparrow with the same excitement as before. "Did you hear what the waiter said just now? The fantasy ingredients were placed out of control and rushed into the auditorium, causing casualties!"

"The 30-meter-high wall! It's too much of a fuss! What kind of body shape does Dream Food have to be able to jump into the auditorium! Hahaha!" Alice Nakiri began to pat the sofa, kick her legs and laugh wildly again.

Mobai stared at Nakiri Alice with caring eyes.

Seeing the high wall, Yeyeko Miyamoto just felt the height of the high strength, Xue Chuan Xuee was not surprised by the function of the high wall to block the dreamy ingredients, not to mention Bai Zishu and Luo Ziyan, they lost with a blink of an eye.

And Nakiri Alice...

Nakiri Alice is different from everyone present, she is a real dish.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Nakiri Alice, who opened her mouth to breathe, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes while covering her belly that hurt from laughing.

"It's nothing, as long as you're happy." Mo Bai, who said the standard remarks of a scumbag, looked forward to the future development. "I really don't know what kind of expression she will have when she sees the true face of the dream food."

===This is my last PY!Smiling guy with good looks and strong voice, is the type that Ni Meng likes (hint) ===

"Dark Zaki Wants To Be A Good Guy"

Introduction: "Hello, Mr. Dark Fried Chicken?"

"Yes, but I'm Zaki not fried chicken!"

"Oh, Mr. Fried Chicken, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yes! But what I say next, you must not laugh!"

"Mr. Dark Fried Chicken, I have been professionally trained, no matter how funny a joke is, I will not laugh a little unless I can't hold it back. (serious face)"

"I want to be a good person."

"Pfft hahahaha."

"Didn't you say you had professional training?"

"Sorry, my sow is pregnant, and the baby is mine, puff."

Zaki stared at the sky speechlessly, "It's so hard to be a good person!"

===Please be sure to let him wear women===