In Huaxia Kingdom, on the high seas, a steamer moved forward slowly.

Everyone in the cabin was already stunned, their eyes were about to pop out, and they didn't even know that the wine was spilling on their suits and dresses.

"Brush!" Two kitchen knives fell into her waist, and she coldly grabbed the whole chicken and threw it into the air.

The three-foot-long thin knife jumped in her hand, and in an instant, the whole chicken in the air suddenly disintegrated. The skeleton and the shredded flesh are completely separated. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, everyone present would have thought it was a special effect on TV. After all, her speed is too fast, and the food she cooks is like a work of art, vivid, gorgeous and exquisite.

This is the legendary Emperor's Eighteen Swords! His eyes widened, and the old man sitting next to him trembled all over, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Even the bodyguards behind him were already looking straight at him.

Huangji Eighteen Knives have long been regarded as rumors in the culinary industry, but now, I saw it on the body of a little girl!

"Open the knife style, the hidden dragon returns to the sea." As soon as the words fell, the empty plate in Feng Xiaoxiao's hand was already filled with chicken and skeleton, and she coldly withdrew the knife, the handle engraved with a skull made people shudder, at this moment she was dressed as a white chef, with a high hat, and put the skeleton on the plate towards the pot.

Holding the flour with her right hand and the water in the bowl with her left hand, her hands seemed to have no bones, and her white and tender little hands kneaded the dough as if it had been broken, and pulled the dough suddenly.

The long-lost Purgatory Nine! The old man was even more frightened, grabbed the cane in his hand, and looked intently at the person in front of him.

The even noodles are stretched and deformed in her hands, her eyes are staring ahead from beginning to end, her mind is one, at the moment when the water boils, the ramen in her hand falls into the boiling water, the long chopsticks roll the mat, stirring the noodles in the pot, in front of everyone's eyes, she stretched out her hand, and the noodles flew out like a dragon out of the sea and fell into the bowl in front of her. One to the end, accounting for a bowl slowly.

Feng Xiaoxiao scooped the chicken soup into the bowl, added shredded chicken, and put the condiments he prepared into it, and a bowl of longevity noodles was ready.

The brightly colored longevity noodles are filled with a little green onion, shredded chicken, and bright red condiments cover the noodles, bringing out the original flavor of the chicken and blending it into the noodles. A faint scent reverberates through the cabin.

Don't look at this is just a bowl of longevity noodles, the food made by her hands has a maximum price of more than 10 million, and there is no market for it. Feng Xiaoxiao, the world's top special chef, is known as the magic chef.

Whether you are a dignitary or a wealthy and powerful businessman, you must make an appointment with her to eat the food she makes. What makes many business bigwigs helpless is that no matter how many people they send, they all failed to understand Feng Xiaoxiao's identity.

She wiped her hands coldly, and the two bodyguards behind her immediately put on the prepared longevity noodles, followed behind her, and walked towards the seat in front of her.

"Congratulations on the 60th birthday of the ninth master, this is the longevity noodles prepared for the ninth master, I wish the ninth master to have today, every year to have today, the year to have today, as blessed as the East China Sea, and longevity than Nanshan." With an expressionless face, Feng Xiaoxiao straightened up, staring at the person in front of him with black eyes like stars.

Jiu Ye, the boss behind the underworld in China, is overturning clouds and rain in China, covering the sky with one hand. Even the country is very jealous of him, but he does not dare to take it lightly. In the words of the dark group, if you want to pull the ninth master down, the Chinese economy will definitely go back a hundred years!

The old man wearing a longevity robe and walking on crutches stared at Feng Xiaoxiao, applauded and smiled: "It is worthy of being the world's top magic chef, and an ordinary bowl of longevity noodles can be made so gorgeous!" No, since it passed through your hands, this is not an ordinary longevity noodle. I see, how about calling the Last Supper? ”

"Oh?" Feng Xiaoxiao smiled softly, his dark eyes drooped lightly, and he smiled indifferently: "Leonardo da Vinci's work, the Last Supper." Ninth Master, I'm afraid this name is inappropriate. ”

The Last Supper, both in Leonardo da Vinci's work and in the name, smells of danger.

The ninth master smiled and said, "What's wrong? Do you know what's the point of the Last Supper? ”

"That's right." Feng Xiaoxiao's heart tightened, and her gaze at the Ninth Master seemed to have been seen through by him, her heart jumped suddenly, but she deliberately turned her gaze away, and smiled at everyone in the cabin: "From today on, there will be no more magic chefs." This is my last work, and I give it to the Ninth Master. In the future, I will wash my hands of gold and retire from the culinary world! ”

Jiu Ye showed a smile, looking at the longevity noodles in front of him, which were full of color and fragrance, but he didn't move his chopsticks, but smiled with interest: "Quit?" In this way, my ninth master's mouth is good, and I can still eat the last work of the magic kitchen. However, forget jì reminds you that the Last Supper, not meant that. Its hidden meaning is, be careful with your own people. ”

The cold light in the black eyes suddenly appeared, Feng Xiaoxiao's pupils suddenly constricted, and at the moment when the ninth master's words fell, her whole person leaned back, her body seemed to be broken, and the bullets that flew out grazed her cheeks.

"Bump!" The glass cracked in response, Feng Xiaowu retreated, reached out and grabbed the hot big hand, and said in a deep voice: "The plan has changed, go quickly!" ”

"It's too late." The bodyguard behind Feng Xiaoxiao raised his head, the cold pistol had already been aimed at her heart, and he gently picked out the pistol.

You......

The black eyes tightened, and the moment the bullet burst out, the throwing knife spun and blocked her heart. The force of the bullet hit the back of the knife hard, and the white figure dodged sideways.

"Wow!" Tearing open the white chef's suit, the black close-fitting leather jacket wrapped around her bumpy body, the long cloak dancing in the wind, Gao Bang's boots stepping on the table, she was like a cheetah on the grassland, hunched over, staring warily at her companion.

"You, take a gun, point it at me?" She didn't get angry, her long, thick eyelashes twitched slightly, and a look of pain flashed in her dark eyes.

Straightening up, Han Bing squeezed his hands, his palms were full of sweat, looking at Feng Xiaoxiao, who had bent the back of the knife and the bullet only passing through his shoulder, his breathing tightened.

"Dark group agent Feng Xiaoxiao, his external identity is a magic chef, which is really interesting. Do you think that if the dark group protects you, I won't be able to investigate your identity? Coldly throwing the information in his hand on the ground, the ninth master reached out and pressed Han Bing's shoulder, and said with a cold smile: "He is my ninth master's person, he has been placed in the dark group since he was a child, and I know your every move." ”

"Including, knowing that I came to assassinate you, knowing that I came this time, I didn't plan to go back, so I hinted at me at the Last Supper, was I betrayed by him?" Feng Xiaoxiao smiled softly, her expression was very flat, and only the familiar figure was left in her eyes.

Slowly stepping down from the table, she glanced at the calm people around her, they followed the side of the ninth master, they were already used to seeing blood, used to gunfights, and here, she was the only outsider.

Secretly, countless snipers were aimed at her brain, and as long as she made the next move, her head would be blown off by them.

"Han Bing, do you know why? Why, in the dark group operation, only I was sent to participate? The corners of her mouth hooked upward, and her slender fingers fell on Han Bing's shoulder, she looked at her with the most innocent smile, stood on tiptoe, leaned into his ear, and laughed softly: "Dark group, I have long known that you are an inner ghost, and I am the only one who believes in you." ”

Yet, you still trample my trust under your feet.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her fingers slid down his arm, holding his powerful big hand, holding the cold pistol against her chest, and said indifferently: "Shoot, your life was saved by you, and after I die, the two of us will be cleared." It's just that...... I said okay, I will only cook for you for the rest of my life, and I'm afraid I will break my promise. ”

If one of the two must die, then I hope it is me.

"Bump!"

She didn't feel any pain as the bullet passed through her chest, her eyes drifting away, but still smiling, her index finger pulling the trigger at her heart, leaning limply against his chest, making a sound that only he could hear.

"Xiaoice Bing, you must ...... Complete the mission......"

Because, you are the only double agent in the dark group, and it is worth it to die for me in exchange for the trust of the ninth master of the underworld. It's just a death, and eighteen years later, he is still a good man.

Say yes to go to Las Vegas, cruise together, gamble together...... This can only be stored in fantasy.

Remember our promise, if a person dies, put high-calorie fried chicken in front of his grave, and put a bottle of two-pot head. Even if you walk alone on Huangquan Road, you don't have to worry about being hungry and have no guts......

Han Bing......

Farewell, partner......

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