"Money ~ Meal ~ More !!!" Ming Tian's roar erupted with anger.

Uncle Zhaoke, that hearty smile seems to be still shaking in front of him.

Mingtian felt like he was about to lose his mind, and his hand trembled and reached for the kitchen knife standing on the cutting board next to him.

The last shred of reason told himself that once this knife was used, I was afraid that I would no longer be able to restrain it.

But... But......

Looking back at Zhao Ke, who was already a corpse, how could Ming Tian restrain him!

Not to mention whether Zhao Ke is friendly to himself or not, he is such an honest person, why should he be treated like this?

He has dedicated his whole life to this kitchen, even if his fame and fortune have been robbed, he still devotes himself to cooking, Ming Tian can't understand why such a good person as Zhao Ke would end up like this!

Looking at the money and food again, this dead fat man was scared in front of the emperor yesterday, and he dared to do such a thing today.

Of course Mingtian knew who killed Zhao Ke?

Of course, it's a lot of money!

The cooking competition the day after tomorrow is a team competition, and Mingtian's teammate is Zhao Ke, and Qian Shan mostly wants to win himself in this way.

Unforgivable, unpatient.

The last shred of Mingtian's sanity was lost.

I'm going to his [beep] cooking competition, and I'm going to cut you now!!

However, at this moment...

"Little brother, don't be impulsive."

A familiar voice sounded, and at the same time, Ming Tian's hand grabbing the kitchen knife was also stopped by an even rougher old hand.

Zhaoke?!

Ming Tian looked back...... Not.

What stopped Ming Tian was the deputy chef among the onlookers, and for Ming Tian, he was a passer-by who had only taken a face.

However, it was this passer-by A, whose eyes were also full of grief and indignation at the moment.

Not only this passer-by, but all the chefs who turned around had the same look.

The anger of all of them was directed at the money at the door.

"You..."

Ming Tian understood.

When I saw Zhao Ke on the first day, this friendly uncle said to himself, who hasn't been bullied by Qian Shan in this dining room? Everyone still stays in this kitchen, hoping that they will have the opportunity to get ahead one day and realize their value in cooking.

However, Qian Shan is too domineering, and it has been almost impossible for these dreamy chefs to survive in the past few years.

Dream? What kind of dreams can you talk about under the hegemony of Qian Shanduo?

Everyone is enduring it, after all, in the entire Shenzhou Continent, this dining room is the most advanced kitchen, except here, they have no other chance.

But Zhao Ke's death has become the fuse of the chefs' rebellion at this moment.

"Master Zhaoke won't want you to do that." Ming Tian was stopped by a deputy chef, although he persuaded Ming Tian, it could be seen that his eyes were also full of grief and indignation.

Ming Tian glanced at Zhao Ke, and gradually regained his senses.

yes, if he knew, he wouldn't want me to do that.

But this revenge must be avenged!

"Qian Shansi, don't tell me that Master Zhaoke said you killed him." A chef with a very low status who can only work in Huangtai is the first to ask questions.

Qian Shan listened to it and shrugged his shoulders disdainfully: "You have so many small food managers?" How? Are you tired of living too? ”

"You..."When he heard this, his face suddenly rose.

"He's not qualified to ask, I'm always qualified, right?" The deputy chef who stopped Ming Tian also stepped forward: "You and Zhao Ke were the first to come to the dining room today, what the hell is going on?" ”

"Just, make it clear!"

"How the hell did Master Zhaoke die!"

As soon as the deputy chef came forward, the chefs below rioted, and they were all gearing up, and they might rush up at any time.

In the face of such a momentum, Qian Shanduo was a little panicked even if he was domineering.

I saw him hit the workbench with a spoon and shouted, "What is it called!" You don't want to live anymore, do you?! Okay, we're all together, it's good, come on, there's a kind of together! Don't blame me for not telling you, Lao Tzu is supported by Lord Xiao Shaoguang Xiao, if any of you dares to touch me today, I will let whoever is all over the house! ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the chefs immediately turned blue, and the noise quickly calmed down again.

Mingtian finally understood why Qian Shanduo could be so arrogant.

Xiao Shaoguang was originally the assassin of Yangzhou, he was a foreign official, and he cooperated with Emperor Qi Ming to eradicate the imperial family, and now his status is growing day by day, and he has the momentum of being above 10,000 people under one person.

With his support, it's no wonder that Qian Shan can do a lot of things for the tiger in this dining room.

In the face of a group of timid chefs, Ming Tian, who had regained his senses, looked at Zhao Ke on the ground again, and a feeling of guilt arose.

Zhao Ke died, his eyes couldn't be closed, it seemed that he still had a lot of last wishes before he died, and he was really miserable, and he didn't blink his eyes.

"Uncle... I'm sorry, I killed you. The fists clenched, the nails rubbed against the skin, making a creaking and screeching sound, and Ming Tian's anger finally exploded.

Ming Tian knew why Qian Shanduo wanted to kill Zhao Ke, of course he knew!

Tomorrow's cooking competition is not a personal battle, and Zhao Ke will undoubtedly help Mingtian.

Qian Shanduo's gold medal was obtained by stealing Zhao Ke's dishes, so Qian Shanduo did not have the strength of the gold medal, and that gold medal originally belonged to Zhao Ke.

Mingtian is doing Buddha jumping over the wall, but Mingtian's secrecy work is very good, Qian Shanduo doesn't know at all, in Qian Shanduo's opinion, Mingtian wants to win the game, then Zhaoke will be Mingtian's biggest helper.

That's why he killed Zhaoke!

It was because he didn't think of this that he let Qian Shan succeed and killed Zhao Ke!

Guilt, sympathy, regret, and anger turned into two lines of tears.

"Everyone!!" Coming to the chefs, Ming Tian shouted with grief and indignation: "That's right, Qian Shan Si is supported by someone, has a very high status, and even has a delicious gold medal, but... Are you really that willing?! ”

"Zhao Ke's contribution to the dining room is obvious to all, although I have only been in the dining room for the third day, but Zhao Ke has not made it difficult for me at all, and even without his help, I can't complete that Phoenix Crystal!"

"But...... is such a person, loyal and honest, who has worked hard for the dining room for 30 years, even if he doesn't have any praise, he will be robbed of all his credit, and today, he still dies miserably here! ”

"You must have had a similar experience to some extent, and I don't want to expose your wounds again, but I want to ask..."

Taking a deep breath, Ming Angel did his best to roar out all his grief and anger through this roar!

"Are you really willing!!

Mingtian's roar, like an old bell, hit the heart of every chef.

It can be seen that there is unwillingness in the eyes of each of them.

Yes, no one wants their efforts to be robbed of by others, no one wants to work like a cow without being rewarded, and no one wants to let a person who has no ability to bully him every day.

"Look at Master Zhaoke."

Ming Tian walked over to Zhao Ke's corpse and tried to close Zhao Ke's dead eyes, but no matter how he locked his eyes, as soon as he let go, Zhao Ke's eyes would still open.

"Master Zhaoke is dead, think about it, it may be Master Zhaoke who dies today, but what about tomorrow? It could be you, it's you, or it's you, any of you! This is so unconscionable, why? Everyone is a chef, but they have to be bullied and oppressed?! Why?!!! ”

In the face of Ming Tian's accusation, the chefs couldn't help but bow their heads and ponder this question.

That's right, why?

The fighting spirit of the crowd is being ignited.

"In the past two days, Uncle Chaoke has treated me well, he is a good man, and he is also an excellent cook. He didn't deserve to die! You guys... Are we really supposed to be so cowardly?! ”

Ming Tian walked to the front of the crowd, and his index finger was horizontal, pointing directly at Qian Shan in the sneer.

"This person is the one who has been oppressing you, if you really have the dignity of being a chef and help me like Chef Zhaoke, tomorrow's cooking competition will be your best chance to resist! Tell this bastard with your actions! ”

"You don't want to act recklessly here, you don't want to oppress us anymore, because this is the kitchen! It's the dignity of a chef! Not a place for an incompetent powerhouse like you! ”

An impassioned speech was like the first spark thrown into dynamite, and the eyes of anger and defiance ignited like sparks in the crowd.

The chefs glanced at Zhao Ke, who had died behind him, then at Ming Tian, who was steadfast, and finally at the door who had been laughing at them.

"Masters who are willing to help me tomorrow, please raise your hands." Ming Tian asked lightly.

With a swipe, neatly, the chefs of the full dining room raised their hands.

The wolf smoke of the counterattack was ignited at this moment.

No one spoke, and everyone's hearts burned with anger.

Today Zhao Ke is dead, if he doesn't resist again, then tomorrow it will be his turn.

A long period of oppression, extreme power, finally made these chefs willing to stand up.

Smack~smack~smack~

"Okay, good, you guys really have a kind." Qian Shanduo applauded in a weird way at this moment, and smiled unhurriedly: "Okay, it's okay, you all help this kid, anyway, Lao Tzu's teammates have already been found, you garbage group even if you hold a group, Lao Tzu has the strongest team, and he doesn't need the help of you waste at all." ”

After that, Qian Shan slapped his hand more, and in the dining room next to him, three chefs suddenly came out.

The three of them, all the same as Qian Shanduo, wore a white background and gold-edged food clothes.

As soon as these three people appeared, the three monstrous momentum, coupled with the domineering of Qian Shanduo, merged into one, turning into a huge wave and attacking Ming Tian and all the chefs.

I saw that these three people all had a gold medal hanging on their waists, and these three people were hanging exactly: delicious gold medal!

Qian Shanduo actually pulled the other three holders of the food gold medal into his team!

Hang up your own gold medals, a total of four delicious gold medals!

You know, how hard it is to get a gold medal for deliciousness? Qi has released a total of four pieces so far! Except for Qian Shan Duo, the other three people all relied on real kung fu to get it, and their level was probably ......

No matter what means Qian Shanduo used, in short, he already had the assistance of all the gold medal holders.

Twenty-seven chefs plus Mingtian, the only one with gold medal strength Zhao Ke has died, and what they have to face is the combined force of the four gold medal holders in gastronomy!

Afraid?

No!

Mingtian did not have the slightest fear.

Turning around, the twenty-seven chefs, without the slightest timidity, their eyes were all saying a word.

If you don't succeed, you will be a benevolent!

This competition is no longer as simple as Ming Tian's personal grudge against Qian Shanduo, this is a collection of anger and strength of the full board room, and he wants to launch a counterattack against the shackles called Qian Shanduo.

Ming Tian turned around, squatted next to Zhao Ke's corpse, looked at his dead eyes, and silently swore a poisonous oath.

Uncle Zhaoke, I will avenge you with this revenge, so you can rest in peace.

Stretching out his hand, Ming Tian untied the string of red rope jade Buddha made for him on Zhao Ke's left hand, which he regarded as a treasure, and brought it to his hand.

Mingtian decided to inherit Zhaoke's last wish and recapture the ...... that belonged to Zhaoke

The dignity of the chef!!

After wearing the jade Buddha, Ming Tian looked at Zhao Ke again.

Because at the same time that Ming Tian brought this red rope jade Buddha, the eyelids that Zhao Ke couldn't close just now no matter what, gradually closed.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the expression of Zhao Ke's corpse became more relaxed than just now.

"Please, little brother."

As if hallucinating, Ming Tian heard Zhao Ke's voice, the last wish of trust.

I will avenge you.

Wiping away his tears, Ming Tian turned his head and glared at Qian Shanduo and the three gold medal chefs beside him.

Let's go to war, there is a lot of money and food, and the time has come for you to pay off your blood debt!!

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