All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

"Then I'll accept it bluntly." The kitchen knife moved on the chopping board, and in less than 5 minutes, the exquisite sashimi was served on the judge's table.

No one moved their chopsticks, and Takashi Yoshino's self-harm completely affected their appetite.

"Because Yoshino Takashi abstained, then I declare the winner of this halberd to be Mobai."

"This is the end?"

"You can't even chop vegetables, you're just weak!"

"IGO's star rating is too low, isn't it? Can this kind of scum be a three-star chef?"

The anticlimactic food halberd ended, but the commotion among the noisy crowd did not end.

Chapter 39. The treacherous Chinese gourmet world

"I'm IGO Food Investigator Miyamoto Yeyako." The beautiful girl with a single ponytail who is protruding from the front and back is wearing a smart black silk short skirt and small suit, stepping on high heels and pushing through the crowd to the high platform surrounded by a group of black super special police officers. Immediately afterwards, the ID card with the photo was turned out.

"It is now suspected that three-star chef Yoshino Takashi is related to the murder case." Miyamoto Yeyeko closed the Kuromoto ID and waved. "take away."

Several super blacks stepped forward and took away Ryuji Yoshino, who was lifeless in his eyes.

Ryuji Yoshino knew he was done, that harsh food laws were about to come upon him.

"The bet on the food halberd will be sent to your place of accommodation after our IGO gourmet search department checks out all the property."

After Miyamoto Yeyezi finished speaking, he led the team and turned around to leave.

"I'm sorry, are the food investigators so hot nowadays? They don't even bother to see Lin-level chefs?" Wang Yao just stood up halfway, when Miyamoto Yeyezi turned his head and left. I froze there for a moment.

Mo Bai almost screamed out of laughter.

Let you pretend like the wind, overturned, right?

However, Mo Bai's gloating mood did not last long. Various media reporters broke through the flesh and blood defense line formed by the staff, and flocked to the high platform like a zombie besieged city.

The main target is naturally the Lin-level chef who is almost extinct in the Far East. The reporter, who was a step behind, wisely turned his attention to the secondary target, the champion Mobai who is fighting for hegemony on top of Akihabara.

"I'll set you monkey!"

The scene suddenly became a mess.

Outside the shrine, inside the black car, the respect that Heichao boy showed towards Miyamoto Yeyako in the passenger seat was like a torrential river, and it was like the Yellow River flooding out of control.

"Team Leader Miyamoto, you are really amazing!"

"In our line of business, we are the top fighters. We are not afraid of power and enforce the law resolutely. No matter how powerful the opponent's background is, can they beat IGO?" Miyamoto Yeyezi untied his hair, and his black hair poured down, sharp and capable The image immediately became the image of Yamato Nadeko with fluttering hair.

"Yes, yes, team leader, your mighty image of not being shy in the face of Lin-level chefs has been deeply imprinted in our hearts."

"We will also learn from you, team leader, in the future."

Miyamoto Yeyezi reached into her pocket for her cell phone, stood up abruptly but forgot that she was in the car.

There was a loud crash, and Yeyezi Miyamoto clutched her hair and let out a low whimper like a puppy.

"Team Leader Miyamoto!? Are you okay! Do you need ointment?" The team members looked flustered.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Miyamoto Yeyezi's beautiful violet pupils were filled with water, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, but her current mood was not about the pain in her head. "Where did the Lin-level chef come from just now?"

"The one sitting in the middle of the judging panel, the team leader, look, the materials are all there."

The team members handed over their mobile phones, and Wang Yao's IGO-certified profile in the center of the screen had the word [Lin-level] shining brightly.

"Team, team leader, don't you..." The team members seemed to realize something, and the corners of their eyes twitched wildly.

"Scared!" Yeyezi Miyamoto, who was overly frightened, rolled her eyes and lay down on the co-pilot.

Ye Yezi really didn't expect that the young man in the middle of the judging panel was a lin-level chef. As for the conspicuous unicorn on Wang Yao's chef's uniform, she thought it was some rich second-generation idle who spent a lot of money to hire someone to do the embroidery.

"If you don't need your eyes, you can donate them to those in need!" In a coma, Miyamoto Yeyezi had already heard the furious roar of the minister in the future.

"Team leader!!!" A tragic high-pitched voice pierced the sky from inside the black car.

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Wilderness Hotel.

Two brothers and sisters who had escaped from being chased by reporters were leaning against the wall, gasping for breath.

"Old Mo, I'm going back to China this afternoon."

"So hasty? Do you leave without a celebration banquet?" Mo Bai was a little surprised by Wang Yao's itinerary.

"I came to the Far East because I have a mission. Besides... are you sure you want to invite me to eat your food?" Wang Yao's disgusted expression made Mo Bai want to punch him.

"Okay, I have something serious to tell you next." Wang Yao restrained his jokes among his friends and said solemnly.

"Your cooking heart is a bit special. Not only can it integrate into other people's cooking heart, but it also seems to be able to catalyze and strengthen other people's cooking heart." After watching today's game, Wang Yao speculated a little more.

After all, it is rare for a low-level three-star chef to comprehend the rudiment of the kitchen heart and soar into the sky.

"All in all, try not to cook with others."

"Before you have the ability to protect yourself, hide as much as you can."

"Catalyze and strengthen other people's heart?" Mo Bai rubbed his chin and thought. "Then I won't be very popular?"

"Yes, in China you are such a sought-after person, there is only one ending, being caught and bred by some rich family of dragon-level chefs." Wang Yao's tone was cold.

"breeding?"

"What? Don't you believe it?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, but it sounds a bit too far-fetched." Mo Bai held his chin that was about to fall to the ground.

"The Arabian Nights? The Chinese culinary world has never been a good place. There will never be a shortage of old immortals who want to reach the realm of cooking gods and dominate the inner world, so as to achieve the goal of dominating the watch world."

"Bloodline improvement is the fastest way for them to make their descendants rise."

Wang Yao's bland improvement of bloodline caused goose bumps all over Mo Bai's body.

This kind of thinking is definitely not something normal people can understand.

Morbid, or it can be directly called... abnormal.

"All in all, try not to return to Huaxia before Lin level."

"Damn! But if you say it like this, I'm not very dangerous in the Far East?" Mo Bai was really persuaded. It's not bad to exchange emotions with beautiful women, but when he loses his freedom and breeds in the name of a hot weapon, the latter is completely different from the former. There are two situations.

"No, they don't dare to mess around in the Far East relying on me and my master's name."

"you sure?"

"My chef is the leader in the Chinese cuisine industry, and the IGO world chef ranks first."

Mo Bai said "You are the protagonist or I am the protagonist" and it got stuck in his throat.

"Don't worry, the trainees under Mr. Han will come to protect you soon."

"You should just practice leveling in the novice area."

"I've never heard of a BAD END that will turn into a hot weapon if you fail in leveling." Mo Bai covered his face, not knowing what expression to use to face this tragic life.

Wang Yao patted Mo Bai's shoulder, saying nothing.

"Also, try to use as little tricks as possible from the dark culinary world and gourmet clubs in the Far East. The reason why the Far Eastern culinary world is so miserable now is not unrelated to the dark culinary world."

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private flight.

"Hey, I heard what you and that kid said just now." After the private plane took off, the young man who was talking to Han Lao at the competition site said.

After Mr. Han uttered the five words "Dark Cuisine World", he was swarmed and subdued by plainclothes gourmet policemen distributed at the scene. Fortunately, Mr. Han took him at a critical moment, otherwise he would inevitably enjoy the journey of forced repatriation.

"I heard it when I heard it. Isn't it because the master indulges your activities in the dark culinary world because he wants you to become a force to suppress those old immortals?"

"Mr. Han is a celebrity after all, and his every move is under a magnifying glass. When it comes to the functions of guards, no one understands those methods of three religions and nine streams better than you." Wang Yao closed his eyes and rested. The holiday in the Far East is over, and he will be transferred back to mentality to face the Chinese gourmet world, which is calm on the surface but actually turbulent undercurrents.

"If you want someone from our dark culinary world to be a bodyguard, it depends on whether the other party has the ability." The young man whispered.

Chapter 40. Wugeng Ruli Wants to Be a Chef

Didu Airport, Public Departure Hall.

The old man in Tang suit with white beard and hair stood in front of the glass window with his back straight. He didn't have the decayed air of a person who is getting old in his old age.

The old man's body, which was tougher than the average young man, seemed to have a majestic quality. Standing there made the entire huge public waiting hall quiet.

"Master." Wang Yao clasped his fists and bent down.

"Dragon head." The young man and Mr. Han also saluted respectfully.

"En." The old man in Tang suit opened his eyes, as if his eyes could see through everything, the eyes were full of brilliance, which made it impossible to look directly at. "How is the situation on the Nasu plateau?"

"As expected by the master, the seal is rapidly failing."

The old man in Tang suit frowned and thought for a while. "Thank you, Yao'er."

Wang Yao shook his head, quietly forgetting to look around. "The apprentice is not bitter, but I miss my mother's craftsmanship a little bit."

The old man in the Tang suit didn't change his face, he laughed. "Then go back to the White Crane Tower. Mr. Han, I will trouble you to explain the specific process of the mission."

A group of people walked towards the convoy waiting outside the airport.

After getting in the car and checking, Mr. Han opened the DV that he took out from nowhere and sent it to the old man in Tang suit.

"The young master found a good seed in the Far East, you may be interested in the leader."

The old man in Tang suit turned on the video shot by DV.

"Takashi Yoshino Sand Sculpture! Bullying Goddess Takagaki! Get out of Akihabara!" Accompanied by manic denunciations on the screen, the young man in white let himself go and roared, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

? !

The old man in Tang suit frowned wildly when he saw it, but fortunately, the scene quickly turned to the red platform, and the young man in the camera finished mixing the soup, and the pot was shining with rays of light.

"Not bad." The old man in Tang suit nodded slightly when he saw the golden light rising into the sky when the dishes were finished. "What's the boy's name?"

Old Han's lips were moving but he didn't make a sound, obviously using some means of sound transmission.

"Interesting." The old man in Tang suit showed surprise.

It was night, and an encrypted file was sent to all parts of China.