All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

After taking the medicine, I slept for another day with a drowsy head.

This year's vacation is full of disasters...

(sigh face)

Chapter 77. Wang Yao still doesn't understand the identity of the informer that day

"What's the situation?" There was a noisy voice from Wang Yao's side.

"...What's the situation on your side?" Mo Bai was very interested in the sound of fighting on Wang Yao's side.

"..." Wang Yao looked around at the fiery scene where swords, guns, swords, halberds, sticks, fists and feet intersected on the marble square, and couldn't help sighing. "It's the training ground."

"Practice, practice, martial arts field!? Why don't you take it to the martial arts field in the kitchen?"

Mo Bai seemed to see another Chef Zhang Yu growing up.

"The master said that as a chef, you need to be hard on your own to forge iron. You can't let go of physical exercise. So I was sent to train under Mr. Han for a period of time." Wang Yao said as he picked up a sweat towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead. A steamy unlined garment speaks volumes about his activity.

"Are you sure your master didn't punish you after hearing about your deeds in Japan?" Mo Bai, whose hair was full of black lines, said exactly what Wang Yao was thinking.

"I was wondering too."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. Luo Ziyan, the closed disciple of Mr. Han, should have arrived in the Far East yesterday, and he should be able to find you today."

"Besides that, there is Bai Zishu, one of the twelve lucky generals in the dark culinary world."

"They're all big beauties, and they're the type who can beat dozens of gourmet hunters." Speaking of this, Wang Yao couldn't hide the gloating in his voice.

Beauty?can fight?

Mo Bai glanced at the investigators in the room, and thought of a certain witch who was told on the phone that the shrine was going to be renovated, and who was still living in the presidential suite of Yuanyueli Palace and had nowhere to go.

Four beauties who can fight are mixed together, it always feels...somewhat dangerous.

"Gudu~, can I apply for a return?" Mo Bai bit the bullet and said.

"Return? Yes." Wang Yao smiled brightly. "According to the temper of the charming girl these two days, maybe they can offset the matter of being cooed by you by removing a few parts from your body."

"..."

"Lao Mo's life in the future must be very exciting." After hanging up the call with a happy mood, Wang Yao quickly fell into a mood of disappointment.

Wang Yao also thought that the leader had received some small reports, otherwise how could he have thrown him here to exercise?

"Hey! How did the master know that I was wandering in the Far East?" Wang Yao was very puzzled.

The old Han who was with him has never been a talkative character, and sometimes even came forward to cover him in front of the leader.

As for other bodyguards behind the scenes, with his keen observation combined with super hearing and super vision, it is impossible not to detect the other party.

Unless the other party is like Han Lao, he has far surpassed the category of [human].

"Could it be that there are such people around the master?" Although he couldn't believe it, this is the only conclusion Wang Yao can draw at present.

——Ten seconds later, a young man with a somewhat fierce face appeared in his sight.

It was Xu Yinhu, one of the twelve lucky generals in the dark culinary world that he brought back home.

Wang Yao suddenly felt that he understood something.

If the other party also has super hearing, maybe there is no need to appear in his field of vision at all.

How dare this troublemaker murder me? !

It's just three days without a mortgage! ?

Wang Yao clenched his fists in a "quack, quack" manner, stood up blankly and stood in front of Xu Yinhu.

"Yo~ Yinhu, are you working hard on small reports?"

"Ah?" Xu Yinhu stared at Wang Yao who had a bad face and was slightly stunned.

It was the stupefied appearance of the former that made Wang Yao understand that he was stupefied after being exposed.

"It really is you!" Wang Yao was completely sure at this moment that it was Xu Yinhu's behavior of making a small report that made him have to stay under the old Han's sect.

"Huh?" Xu Yinhu, who hadn't recalled it yet, saw a fist the size of a sandbag approaching him the next moment.

"Damn it!" Blocking the punch with both palms together, Xu Yinhu retreated three steps in a row, he had no idea why he was beaten at all. "Wang Yao! Are you crazy?!"

"Hmph!" Wang Yao snorted coldly, punching after punching, the attack became more and more violent, but his unconventional stern demeanor caused countless juniors and seniors from the same sect to scream.

"...Damn it! Are you really crazy!?"

"If you do this again, I will really fight back!"

"Ouch!"

"Don't! Don't! I give up! I give up!"

Xu Yinhu from the dark cooking world: Speak harshly, fight back, lose, all in one go.He is a hero among the twelve lucky generals.

"...What's so noisy outside?" Old Han, who was sipping this year's new tea on the main seat of the spacious hall, frowned, his ordinary temperament immediately shattered and turned into a sullen aura like a awakened lion.

The light in the entire main hall seemed to have dimmed a bit.

"Master, it's Junior Brother Wang Yao and Junior Brother Yinhu who are fighting." As soon as Old Han finished speaking, a disciple immediately came to report the situation.

"The two of them? What's the matter?" Elder Han couldn't help wondering as he got up and walked.

"I don't know, but Junior Brother Wang Yao seems to be chasing and beating Junior Brother Yinhu, while shouting 'Let you make a small report'."

Just as Mr. Han was about to step out of the threshold of the main hall, his foot stopped in mid-air.

"Master?" The disciple behind Mr. Han didn't see his master's broken expression.

"Ahem! Young man, it's normal for young people to be young. Warriors don't fight." Han Lao turned around 180 degrees and sat back on the main seat, but there was a little more stiffness in his walking steps. "You go and watch them, don't let them go too far."

"Yes, Master."

"Yao'er, I really didn't intend to trick you." Mr. Han vaguely remembered that day when he saw the faucet jumping in the DV, the expression on the latter's face was wonderful.

Perhaps in the eyes of the leader, his lover has always been a gentle and gentle person, modest and gentlemanly.

All in all, after dealing with Longtou for so many years, it was the first time he saw so many expressions on Longtou's face.

Putting aside the turmoil that was far away in China, a woman in a blue and white cheongsam with high crosses was dragging a suitcase at the gate of Yuanyue Resort.

Sensing the terrifying aura of the woman in cheongsam not to be approached by strangers, the bodyguard hurriedly called to stop.

"Wait! Girl, what are you doing here?"

"Looking for someone." The face of the melon-faced girl with long hair tied up in a bun was even more refined and white, but such a beauty's black and bright eyes made the bodyguard subconsciously pull out the electric baton with him.

"...Who are you looking for?" The bodyguard, who felt ashamed, did not dare to relax at all. The indifferent girl in cheongsam made him feel more terrifying than a beast.

"Mobai." The vermilion lips parted lightly, and the girl stated the goal of this trip.

"Do you have any proof?"

"How about this?" The girl took out a medal from the sachet at her waist, and the medal of unknown material shone in the sunlight.

"This is the IGO-certified silver gourmet hunter medal!?" The long sword pattern engraved on the earth on the silver medal blinded the dog's eyes of the bodyguard.

Thanks to Dimension Wanderer for the monthly pass.

This holiday... events are happening frequently...

Chapter 78. Mo Bai: I'm not interested in the status of the culinary world

"Sorry to keep you waiting...why are you still kneeling?" Mo Bai looked dumbfounded at Miyamoto Yeyezi who was still kneeling in the main hall. "Get up."

Mo Bai quickly helped Miyamoto Yeyezi up.

"Did you agree?" Miyamoto Yeyezi's fiery eyes stared at Mo Bai for a while.

"It's not good for you, a gourmet investigator, to be my bodyguard for an idler, isn't it?" Mo Bai cautiously tried on the verge of refusal without causing a beating.

"I'm no longer a food investigator." Miyamoto Yeyezi's eyes sparkled.

"You, a big beauty, accompany me, a young man, there will always be people gossiping, right?"

"The relationship between the monarch and his ministers is reasonable, so why not be afraid of rumors from outsiders." Miyamoto Yeyezi's eyes were still burning, without any wavering. "Besides, I trust Your Highness Mo Bai."

Feeling lack of words, Mo Bai stared blankly at Miyamoto Yeyezi, this girl is really determined to be her bodyguard, regardless of her reputation?

You believe me, but the point is that I don't believe in myself.

The line of sight has a tendency to slide into a certain deep valley in accordance with the law of universal gravitation, and Mo Bai hastily turned his head.

"Investigator Miyamoto..." After Mo Bai sighed, he released his big move. "I'm just an amateur chef not certified by IGO."

"If you really need it, I can ask Wang Yao for a favor and let him come forward to clear up the misunderstanding. Wouldn't it be nice for you to continue to be your food investigator?"

"No! Your Highness Mobai, you don't know your value at all!"

Hearing Miyamoto Yeyezi's words, Mo Bai was startled.

He would think of Wang Yao's words before parting, did this girl really see something?

"You already have a complete culinary heart with strong inclusiveness. If you practice cooking hard and are lucky, you may become the first and youngest special chef in the Far East."

"The current record of the youngest special chef in the Far East is 28 years old held by His Excellency Dojima Gin."

"This will also represent that you are the most likely existence of the second Lin-level chef in the Far East."

sweat!It turned out to be this.

Mo Bai startled himself.

"Oh."

"Oh?" Mo Bai's casual reply made Yeyezi Miyamoto very anxious. "No no no, Your Highness Mo Bai, you don't understand at all."

"At that time, your status in the Far East cuisine circle will be said to be under one person and above ten thousand people."

"At that time, the resources in the Far East will all be inclined to you. If you further advance to Linchu..."

"You can even command the entire Far East."

"I don't care about my status in the Far Eastern cuisine world." In Mo Bai's view, the Far Eastern cuisine world is just a springboard, and its limit is the Lin-level recipes.

And his original intention of cooking has not changed to this day—to make satisfying dishes for the girl (?) who appeared on the snowy night.