Chapter Seventy-Three: Sanji, Tetsuo

"Isn't this a Navy Captain!"

"What are you doing, Sanji!"

Finally, among the cooks came a man of terrible size, with a beard and a muscular arm muscles that could not be deduced without hesitation that he was a weightlifter

However, this guy who can shake the floor is indeed a chef in Bharati, and he is also a strong contender for the position of Sanji's sous chef!

"What's the matter, stinky cook?"

"Don't call me by my name?"

Sanji turned his head impatiently, smashing his mouth at the man, but the strength of his hand was not loosened at all, and the seven-foot man was pinched in his hand, like a newborn baby, and he couldn't move

"You stinky cook, you don't have the right to call me a stinky cook!" The man staggered over with his cuffs rolled up and his waist bent, standing still in front of the two of them, but he ignored the captain, holding his eyes the size of mung beans and Sanji's big eyes

"There are guests to have a restaurant!"

"What's the matter with you actually hurting an important guest?!"

"Huh?!"

Sanji stretched out a free hand and shook the ashes

"What about the guests?"

"Not only is this guy wasting precious food, but he's insulting the chef..."Sanji said, the strength of his hand tightened slightly, and a man's voice begging for mercy was heard on the side

"That's why I'm giving him some color and see~"

Sanji bit the cigarette butt hard and threw the man aside at will

The captain's body rolled over and over again, and there was a burst of chickens and dogs, and he was dead against the corner

The man's hands groped around for a while, and after realizing that there was no major problem, he leaned motionless against the wall and pretended to die, and the viciousness in his eyes was unmistakable

Sanji clapped his hands, spat out a mouthful of mist, and ignored the captain, found a stool and sat down, looking at the muscular man

"Do you have an opinion?"

...

"What kind of shop is this?!" the man didn't move in the corner for a long time, and after a while, his body began to tremble

The trembling shoulders held up the tearful face, and the man roared in a low voice with tears of humiliation

"There is a shop that dares to treat customers like this!"

"I'm going to ruin it!"

"This kind of shop, I'm going to destroy it!"

"I'm going to destroy it!" the man was blinded, and said something he didn't understand, and he was able to get up, but he accidentally fell to the ground, staggered to his feet, and walked out with his waist bent

"Contact the government immediately..."

"I'm going..."

"Then I'll have to get rid of you here!"

Sanji's face froze, his eyes widened, and the cigarette that burned to the bottom was spit on the ground by him, and he crushed his feet fiercely, and he wanted to step forward

"No, Sanji!" "The cooks who watched the excitement were obviously not vegetarians, and they firmly held Sanji's shoulders

"He's a guest!"

"But he makes me angry!"

Sanji broke free, his eyes were on fire, and he stared at the man who was fleeing in a hurry in front of him

"I can't help but see a self-righteous guy like you!"

Sanji had enough neck to grow, and saliva sprayed all over the man's face

"Stop, Sanji!"

"It's too much!"

"Hahaha.... Just wait... I'm going to inform the government right now....."

The lieutenant smiled sickly, and stepped back with his hands and feet and his buttocks, but his mouth was still extremely tough

"How great do you think you are?!" Sanji couldn't stand it, and turned around with one leg

"Huh?!"

"Babbling β€”β€”!"

The sharp wind swept the tip of the captain's nose, and his legs were so long that he almost kicked off the captain's nose

The captain panicked, as if remembering the situation he had been suppressed just now, and hurriedly ran to the door, but turned around when he heard the voice behind him

"Hey!"

"Are you kid messing around in the store again?!"

There was a commotion in the crowd, and after a while, Tetsuo, the head of the restaurant, squeezed out of the crowd, followed by two unfamiliar faces

Sanji saw the old man at a glance, paused, and took out a cigarette from his pocket

Boom!

"Shhh

"Don't be long-winded, stinky old man!"

"What are you talking to?!Who are you talking to??!! you kid trying to destroy my restaurant," Tetsuo rushed up with a flying kick

"You stinky boyβ€”β€”!"

The prosthetic leg slammed into Sanji's face, and the cigarette stick in his mouth was kicked out

"Hey!"

The captain seemed to see the dawn of hope, and walked back triumphantly

"Haha, it's still the head chef who is sensible..."

There are still reasonable people in this restaurant!

"You too, get out of here!"

Swish!

"Ahh

Another flying kick, and before the captain could figure out the situation, he flew out again

This time it seemed to be even more painful, the man's teeth were kicked off the ground, and he couldn't stop coughing up blood

"Ahh β€”β€”! vomit"

It's no wonder that Sanji's leg technique was learned from this old guy, and the man was considered to have fallen into blood mold this time, and the master and apprentice generations met him

"Ahem... Ahem, ahem...."

The Captain's whole face was pressed against the smooth ground, and his eyes widened in disbelief

(This...) What's going on with this restaurant!)

(Even the boss is like this, it's all this ghost virtue?!)

(It's not...) It's the same as... οΌ‰

"It's like a pirate ship!"

"Humph!"

"You're right. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½β€

Sanji also slowly got up, picked up the kicked cigarette butt with one hand, stuffed it back into his mouth, and smiled wickedly at the man

With this level of kicking, he didn't know how many times he had eaten the old man, and he shook his neck and twisted his shoulders like a nobody

"The customer is God!"

The fat cook on the side saw that Sanji was beaten by the boss again, and stood up with a strange scream, pointing at Sanji for a while

"How can a sous chef like you make the restaurant better!

"Right, boss?"

"Hmph, the customer is God?" Before Tetsuo could reply, Sanji stepped forward and patted the man's shoulder, shook the suit, and patted away the dust that didn't exist, before sneering in response

"That's only for guests who are willing to eat the rotten dishes you cooked, right?"

"Paddy, Sanji!" Tetsuo beckoned with a headache

"I'm going to hit the kitchen!"

The two guys often fought back and forth, and he was no stranger to it, as for the guy who dared to insult the cook

He was even more disgusted than Sanji!

"As for you, give me some money, didn't you hear?!"

"Huh?!"

"Yes, yes, yes... Yesβ€”β€”!"

The captain didn't dare to stay, he didn't bother to pick up the teeth on the ground, and staggered to the door

"Wait a minute!"

Tetsuo suddenly stopped the two men who were walking towards the kitchen, moved away, and two more figures emerged from the crowd

Even the captain was so frightened that he stopped and couldn't help but look back

Just one glance makes people unable to take their eyes off it

Zhefu Pi didn't smile, and introduced with a tiger face: "Let me introduce you, this is a new handyman, I want to work here for a week, everyone has to get along well!"

"What?!!!"