Richie's fat body finally squeezed into the front row, and looking at the leave slip hanging on the door, he was so angry that his fat body was trembling.

This morning he finally got up early in the morning and made a special trip to the war book, but he didn't expect that what was waiting for him was a leave note, so the first thought in his mind was that McGonagall didn't dare to fight, and found an excuse to close the door and avoid the limelight.

He has absolute confidence in his barbecue, and their family's three-generation barbecue restaurant can be regarded as an old sign in the City of Chaos, even if there is no such thing as swiping tickets, it is also a delicacy that can enter the top 50 on the food list.

And this time he came to McMee's restaurant with such confidence to stir up trouble, he also prepared a big move, which was specially used to deal with McGonagall, but he didn't expect that now the fist has not been swung out, but the opponent is gone, which makes him a little crazy.

"Isn't this the owner of the strange barbecue shop there? I remember last month's food list competition, he has been targeting Mai Mi Restaurant, and he also wronged Boss Mai for swiping the list, but finally the restaurant association issued a notice that Richie Barbecue is the real list, and it was also blocked by the food list, what is he doing today? Harrison recognized Richie and wondered.

Many guests also looked at Richie when they heard this, wondering how the owner who had been crushed by McMie's Restaurant dared to come here, was it to stir up trouble again?

"I'm here today specifically to challenge the owner of this restaurant, to have a fair showdown with him in cooking, and see who is the king of barbecue in Aden Plaza!" Feeling the gazes and whispers that were on him, Richie's face turned red all of a sudden, and he raised his right hand high and said loudly.

"Richie's Rotisserie! Richie Rotisserie! The young man shouted loudly with his hands raised outside, echoing Richie's declaration of challenge with a somewhat weak momentum.

"McMie's doesn't seem to sell barbecue, right? Boss Mai may not be good at barbecue, and he has never said that he is the king of barbecue, is this guy's brain caught in the door? ”

"yes, it's shameless to use what you're best at to challenge Boss Mai with a dish that Boss Mai might not know at all, right?"

"This is not necessarily, Boss Mai is a genius, I don't think there is a dish in this world that he can't cook, even if it is barbecue, it must be the best made by Boss Mai!"

The guests looked at Richie and began to discuss, some with disdain and others with confidence in McGonagall.

"Humph! I'll be here again at noon today, and I'll see how long that coward will hide and if he dares to take on my Richie's challenge!" Richie snorted coldly, glanced at the guests at the door of the restaurant with some squint, and slowly walked away with his fat body.

……

At this time, McGonagall had just come out of the union hall with Amy and the ugly duckling, with a map in her hand, and stood at the door to look at it carefully for a while, dragged her bicycle out of the alley on the side, and drove with the two little ones in the direction of the south gate.

The map where the Iron-Skinned Bull often haunts is obtained, but compared to the copper-skinned wild boar last time, this Iron-Skinned Bull is obviously more skinny, and it needs to go deeper into the wild jungle to have a chance to find and find.

Although it was a bit of trouble, faced with the temptation of physical fitness points and mooncake recipes, McGonagall decided to give it a try without hesitation.

Out of the city money, McGonagall put away the bicycle, the road outside the north of the city is stepped out by the mercenaries, potholes, not suitable for bicycle riding, McGonagall wanted to change from the system to off-road, but heard the system's high price and worries about the price of oil, and finally chose the most low-carbon and environmentally friendly way to walk.

Mercenaries poured out of the city gates, forest trolls more than five meters tall with legs like tree trunks, abyssal demons riding spurs and war pigs, goblins lined up in neat squares, and dragons slid across the sky and marched mightily into the wilderness.

"Father, are we also mercenaries?" Amy sat on McGonagall's shoulder, looking at the vast procession, and asked excitedly.

"Yes, we went to the Mercenary Guild to receive the mission, and of course we are also a mercenary." McGonagall smiled and nodded, this scene also made his heart feel a little faster, and there seemed to be a wild growth in his heart.

"Boy, mercenaries never take little girls into the wilderness." A knight rode past McGonagall on a horse and said loudly.

This immediately caused a burst of laughter, and many of the mercenaries looked at McGonagall, and they were a little curious about how this man, who didn't even have a horse, could lead a half-elf girl into the wilderness.

And looking at the strange backpack on his body, in addition to a strange backpack on his back, there is only a half-short and strange-looking knife inserted in his waist, which does not look like a professional mercenary at all, but looks like a father who takes his daughter out for an autumn trip.

McGonagall didn't care about the mercenaries' ridicule and jokes, the mercenaries' personalities were like this, how could they know that their backpacks were filled with all kinds of spices and tools that could enjoy the ultimate taste in the wilderness, and the one she carried on her waist was the most powerful and deadly weapon against the Ironhide Bull.

"My father is the best mercenary! The most powerful knight! McGonagall didn't care, but Amy didn't do it, and said with some puff.

Looking at the serious and serious expression on Amy's little face, the mercenaries were all amused, and the laughter became louder.

"Hey, where are you going?" Just then, a large open-top carriage pulled by three unicorns stopped beside McGonagall, and a woman stood on the wheels and looked at McGonagall and asked.

McGonagall turned to look, and it was a beautiful woman with long red hair who spoke, the morning sun turned pink on her wheat-colored skin, the red-black leather armor bandeau could not cover the eye-catching roundness, the leather shorts that were almost short to the thighs made the pair of toned and slender thighs even more eye-catching, a pair of more than a meter long folded back force was tied behind her, a pair of beautiful brown eyes looked at McGonagall and Amy, with a bit of scrutiny and curiosity in her eyes, like a wild cheetah.

And there were seven mercenaries sitting in the back of her carriage, among them were orcs, demons, humans, and even an elf, which was obviously a small mercenary group.

'Huntress! This was the first thought that crossed McGonagall's mind, but unlike the mercenaries who laughed at him, McGonagall didn't see the slightest disdain in her eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said, "We're going to the Misty Hollow." ”

"Misty Valley?" Sivir was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Could it be that you are also going for the iron-skinned bull?" ”