The fat man fled quickly, for fear that the Lord of Yama behind him would suddenly regret it, and lift him over and beat him severely, which was not good.

The fat man squeezed out of the crowd, dragged his broken arm, and disappeared at a very fast speed, he still wanted to keep his arm, and he didn't want to lose a crippled reputation for the rest of his life.

"Don't look at it, let's disperse quickly. Luo Feng had already walked out of the room at some point, and he was not surprised by this, and waved his hand to let everyone leave first.

He didn't even think that he just slept and watched such a big drama as soon as he woke up.

The fat man who was beaten just now was really miserable, his face was already stumbling enough, but after being beaten like that, he was almost like a pig's head, and he probably didn't even know his parents.

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There is still one day before the competition, and the purpose is also to let the chefs from all over the country have a good rest, so that everyone can adjust to the best condition before playing.

So Zhang Ping and the others still have a day to wander around, and they can also go to see the scenery of this island.

However, Zhang Ping had not yet stepped out of the gate before he was dragged back by a small old man.

This little old man has a goatee, and it was a few months ago, when Zhang Ping helped Wang Biao's grand restaurant, Wang Junhao got the chef to kick Zhang Ping's field.

However, that time Yang Lao was completely convinced by Zhang Ping, this time there were ten people from Wuyue City who came to participate in the Chef God Competition, but most of these chefs only knew how to cook, and they didn't know anything about the rules of the Chef God Competition.

Yang Lao did not participate, he knew Zhang Ping's strength, so he paid special attention to him.

When Zhang Ping looked at the other party with a confused expression, he saw Yang Lao take out a document from his arms seriously, and forced Zhang Ping to absorb the document in one afternoon.

Zhang Ping spent an afternoon reading it, only to feel that his head was groggy, and his mind was full of information about those people.

Zhang Ping finished reciting those materials with a confused face, and Yang Lao said that these materials were of great help to him, so he had to read them today, and after reading them, he escorted him to the room and asked him to sleep first.

Zhang Ping looked at the still bright sky outside the house, and looked at a loss.

How the can you sleep?

Raised his hand and looked at the time on his phone, it was only four o'clock now, and he hadn't even eaten dinner yet, so he slept a fart.

Zhang Ping struggled to get up from the bed, and as soon as the wooden door opened, an old wrinkled face appeared in front of his eyes.

Yang Lao's whole person is lean and lean, standing stiffly by the door, coupled with his height, it is like a walking mummy, and his whole body is standing stiff at the door, as if it is embedded in the door frame.

Zhang Ping was taken aback coldly.

"What are you doing here?" Even if you want him to rest, then you have to eat dinner, and if you have an empty stomach, how can you have the strength to get up the next morning?

Yang Lao blinked his dry eyes, he didn't know how long he had been staring at the door so motionless, but he felt that his eyes were very sour.

"It's tomorrow and I'm so nervous. Yang Lao said what he felt in his heart, from the moment he stepped on this island, his heart was pounding.

If it weren't for his physical fitness, I'm afraid he would have died suddenly on this island by now.

However, thanks to his big life and strong body, he has been able to survive until now, and this feeling of throbbing in his heart has not been experienced for a long time recently.

Zhang Ping looked at him a little confused, and said questioningly: "It seems that we are going to compete tomorrow, why are you nervous?"

The old man was trembling all over his body now, and his lips couldn't help but tremble, and he looked too nervous.

No matter how old Yang said, he is also a person who has seen the world, how can he face this competition, but he looks like such a bear? Not to mention that the person who participated in the competition is not himself.

Yang Lao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he looked at Zhang Ping very excitedly, and the words he said made Zhang Ping almost petrified.

"You are the chosen talent this time, I believe that you will definitely get the championship this time, so that the fame of our Wuyue City will be launched, how much economic development will this drive, and completely change our place, you are simply a hero......" Yang Lao said excitedly, spitting everywhere.

"Wait, are you not feeling well today, do you know what you said. Zhang Ping raised his palm and stopped him from continuing.

Also heroic?

But don't tease.

This matter has not yet been settled, but the fame has already been crowned on him, how can there be such a cheap thing in this world.

And Yang Lao said himself so exaggeratedly, blatantly recruiting enemies for him?

If you really let those guys twist into a rope and target themselves, that's a lot of fun.

Zhang Ping complained wildly in his heart.

"Listen to me, my instincts have always been accurate, and if you trust me, you will definitely be the ultimate winner of this competition. ”

Yang Lao said very excitedly, and his voice couldn't help but raise a few points, attracting the eyes of the people around him.

Maybe it was because he was too emotional, so he didn't notice the fierceness in the eyes of those people when he spoke, and he had completely regarded Zhang Ping as a thorn in his eye and a thorn in his flesh.

Zhang Ping felt that no matter how he explained now, the old man in front of him would not listen, so he could only drag him by the arm and drag him into the room.

Poured him a cup of tea to sober him up.

"I see that because of this competition, the whole person is about to be stunned, you are a little sober, things are not as serious as you imagined, there are gains and losses in this world, what is yours will definitely be yours, not yours, even if you take it for yourself, you will lose it one day!"

If you always regret what you have lost and are entangled in what you won't get in the future, then this person will contradict yourself and sooner or later become a madman.

Yang Lao is in such a state now, because he missed the opportunity ten years ago, and ten years later, he is still a little angry, so that he will be so nervous.

"But ......" Yang Lao was still worried in his heart, and he would not be relieved by Zhang Ping's words.

"It's nothing, I believe in my own strength, even if I lose, I have no regrets. Zhang Ping pursed his lips and added in his heart: What's more, I won't lose.

In this competition, Zhang Ping will naturally go all out, after all, this is linked to his cultivation.