All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

"Gin, I have learned a truth during my long career as a ghost."

"What are you talking about! Baijiu! Are you exposed?"

"No, GIN, I want to say that the ghost has a limit!"

"What do you mean?"

"Three years, three years, and three years! The higher-ups made me the manager of the fourth search section! GIN!"

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In his previous life, he was an undercover gang boss, but in this life, he was sent by the black organization to be a ghost in the Japanese Police Department.

What's even more exasperating is that this world...

really ghost...

"You may be a ghost for the first time, but it's not the first time I've been a ghost."

"Hmm~ This ghost tastes good." ——A police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department who was shaking a frying pan.

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The TV series Road to Awakening is a bit good...

I really didn't do it on purpose...

One more tonight...

You have to trust me, OTR...

Chapter 566. Messengers will attract each other

After a while, the five black-clothed bodyguards who were lying in a corner and doubting their lives remembered their responsibilities.

"Hey! Who's here!"

The black-clothed bodyguards who tried to restore their dignity again felt the attack of a prehistoric force.

The next moment, the five of them stumbled and couldn't stop, and fell to the other corner of the private room.

It was not only their bodies that fell down, but also their slender and tender hearts—this is really beeping the dog!Are all the handsome and gentle young masters and ladies secretly strong men?

Five people fell to the ground, and their hearts were also greatly traumatized.

"Get up, don't block me from watching the show." Mo Bai pulled the bodyguard away. "Left uppercut! Right uppercut! Whoa...excellent!"

"Gassy!" Following Miyoko Kitajo's sky-shattering Rising Dragon Fist, the bearded sous chef flew four or five meters away spraying old blood, and the onlookers finally filed in as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"Miss Hojo, stop!"

"I really can't fight anymore!"

The chaotic noise lasted for a while before subsiding.

He was beaten out of a coma several times, and then beaten until he fainted... Mustache, who was tortured by the double hell from his mind to his body, was finally carried out of the private room by the bodyguards.

He was relieved, but the chefs who were all prostrate on the floor of the private room could not be relieved.

Erina's indifferent eyes scanned them, and they were surrounded by a circle of bodyguards in black.

They are all tall and big, as if they were printed from the same mold, and they are the kind that can walk on their arms.

If an uninformed person walks into the private room at this time, he will definitely wonder if he has entered some criticism meeting organized by the Jidao by mistake.

Silence is the greatest fear.

Under the rapt gaze of the bodyguards in black, the silent air seemed to have substance, like poisonous snakes scurrying around them, as if they could bite them off at any time.

After a while, small puddles of cold sweat dripped on the floor under the head chefs of the Dogeza.

"Where's the owner of Hojo Restaurant?" Erina asked, tired of playing the game of staring.

"After the boss received a few people, he suddenly felt unwell and went to the hospital."

Well, commonly known as fainting.

But can it be said so bluntly that it is about the face of the boss?

Even if the person on the other side is the one who stunned his boss, that's not acceptable!

The lobby manager kneeling beside him added a fig leaf to the image of his boss.

ha?are you kidding me! ?

Just as Erina was about to explode, the captain of the bodyguard who was pulled out of his psychological shadow behind him came to the side and said a few words softly.

"It's true. Just after the eldest lady and her party entered the private room, the owner and chef of the Hojo Hotel were sent to a nearby hospital by ambulance due to sudden fainting."

Erina's expression suddenly became exciting.

This anger... She has no place to vent it!

"The chef suddenly feels unwell, and the owner also suddenly feels unwell. Are all the managers of your Hojo restaurant so sickly?" Erina, who couldn't get angry, gritted her teeth. "Then who is in charge of what's going on now?"

"This..." Shinichi Yoko, the lobby manager, was about to speak, but Miyoko Hojo answered first.

"The chef-level and above chefs who participated in plagiarism with the sous-chef this time will be transferred to IGO to deal with it impartially."

"The participating chefs in the back kitchen, we will also clear them all out of the store and will not tolerate anyone."

"This matter is a private decision of the sous chefs and head chefs, not that of Hojo Restaurant."

"I also ask Ms. Nakiri to be a witness." Miyoko Hojo acted resolutely. In a few words, the fate of the head chefs was decided, and even all the staff involved in the back kitchen were wiped out.

Although it seemed easy to say, the Hojo Restaurant couldn't recover after a few years of almost disbanding the kitchen.

"No! Hojo, you have no right to do that!"

"Yeah! You are just the chef's daughter! What qualifications do you have to manage the back kitchen?"

At that moment, the crawling head chefs exploded like boiling oil meeting hot water.

There are those who jump like thunder, some who swear, and some who faint on the spot.

However, in the face of these nearly rioting head chefs, Erina has long been used to it. She nodded slightly, and the black-clothed bodyguards grinned eagerly and pulled out black and hard.

bilibili~Cheers!

bang bang bang~

The head chefs convulsed and fell to the ground, without Erina's order, the black-clothed bodyguards dragged the fallen head chefs out of the private room with ease.

The pervasive burnt smell quickly disappeared under the action of the fresh air system in the private room.

"Hojo Miyoko, for the sake of being a student of Totsuki, I am willing to trust you once." Little Tsundere Erina was quite satisfied with Hojo Miyoko's handling.

"The sous-chef plagiarized the cooking of the Twelve Fortune Generals. The Far East Branch's explanation to the Huaxia Branch should be enough."

Fortunately, plagiarized dishes are not a must-kill dish.There are more than a dozen cases of this kind of incident between IGO branches every year, and generally speaking, it does not constitute a major problem.

Don't look at Miyoko Kitajo making a decision without changing her face or heartbeat, but she was relieved when she really heard Erina's verbal assurance.

Of course, it was just a sigh of relief, Miyoko Kitajo understood that the matter could not end so simply.

Plagiarism is not a matter of plagiarism, and then there is the personal matter of [inviting God's Tongue to taste and develop dishes but was deceived].

The higher the sitting position, the more attention should be paid to face.

What's more, Erina still invited other people to taste it together, which Hojo Restaurant can't avoid.

"But..." As Hojo Miyoko expected, Erina's tone began to change. "Do you know how many tasting invitations I receive in my mailbox every day?"

"How lucky and honored to be selected and to attend the appointment?" Erina's words seemed to be full of strokes, but in fact they were not too much.

The surname Nakiri covers everything.

Far East Nakiri, the soul of the king (zhong) (er).

"I understand, please give Hojo Restaurant a chance." Miyoko Hojo snapped.

The real point is not to give Erina face, but to give Erina face by giving Erina's friends face.

"Huh~" Erina snorted softly, showing her arrogant nature.

He was very happy that he had earned face, but he still acted as if he was reluctant.

Erina looked over Alice, who was sitting obediently, and fell on Mo Bai, who was in a trance.

Immediately afterwards, Miyoko Hojo's fiery gaze followed.

It's him!

It's that man!

"Ha~ah~" Mo Bai had just yawned halfway, and his ribs suddenly attacked.

Staring at the eyes of everyone in the private room, Mo Bai tilted his head for no reason, and his hair curled into a bright question mark.

Do you see a hammer?

Also, I know I'm handsome, but Miyoko Hojo, your eyes are a little too hot, pay attention to the influence!

No, this look is not admiration either.

Mobai looked thoughtfully at the characteristic long hair on Miyoko Hojo's head that looked like a phoenix feather.

Is it...

This is the mutual attraction between the dumb messengers! ? !

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I am the master of time management·Old Xianyu.

I was fed Xiang...

Adapted from a web article, it's so cool, isn't it over?Do you still have to die a heroine with unknown meaning?A happy ending, isn't it?

The TV series Awakening Road made me successfully recall the experience of being fed by the TV series Sword Dynasty.

Ten episodes of this show is kind of interesting.

Twenty episodes are wonderful!Chase!

Thirty episodes, huh?Is this for a blade?Why does it feel a little wrong.But it doesn't matter!How can web texts still make moths?Auntie, don't panic, continue to be beautiful!