At present, the competition in Group H has ended, and the judges are telling the shortlisted Miss Yiyi and Mr. Wang Jingchang about some regulations and precautions for the next round of the competition.

During this period, Master Li Fatzi continued to grab the ground with his head and scolded "The sky has no eyes!" When the judges announced that the other contestants could leave the venue early, Master Rowan hurriedly turned around and prepared to flee the scene with Robert and them.

To be honest, Young Master Rowan didn't want to run away with his tail between his legs so gloomy, even if he lost, he had to walk out of the competition venue with his head held high, which was in line with Young Master Luowan's proud life.

But no, because Tang Seng's goods have been looking at himself with an extremely gloating expression! The most infuriating thing is that Tang Seng and Weslin, the two bastards, actually performed the scene they just celebrated again?!

"Hello to the audience in front of the TV, I'm Rowan Tsmich from SIPG Hotel, hey, I'm glad that I can win the championship of this competition, hey, come on, hurry up and tell the audience about your acceptance speech, what are you running, come on! Haven't you always looked forward to this day? Elder Tang clutched his stomach and almost burst into tears.

Old Wei Le couldn't breathe, and waved his hand shyly, "Oh, young master, I can't do it, oh young master, I'm nervous, oh, young master, my father will be proud of me, right?" ”

"Hahahaha! Pride, poor monks, are so proud of you! ”

"Ahh

Seeing that Lao Wei and Tang Seng were smiling and lying on each other's shoulders, Young Master Luo Wen ....... Shame and indignation! Although now he really wanted to tear his face and slaughter all the bastards of the secret party on the spot, but because of the existence of that young man, Young Master Rowan had to cover his face and prepare to quickly escape from this place that would make him wake up with shame and anger in his dreams.

But at this time, just as Young Master Luo Wen was just covering his face and preparing to escape, Ziming suddenly appeared in front of him with a serious face.

Looking at the young master who was embarrassed and indignant and was about to hide his face and escape, he saw that the good and evil kitchen god showed the appearance of a contemplative person, and said with a very serious chin, "Young master, I think I know why the porridge of the secret party is so delicious. ”

At this moment, listening to the ridicule from Tang Seng behind him, although Young Master Luo Wen wanted to run away, but in the face of the news in front of him, which was very likely to be the secret weapon of the secret party's cooking competition, Young Master Luo Wen still couldn't help but listen to the ridicule behind him and asked.

"Why? Is it the secret party people who used their abilities to become so delicious? But, who is it? No one's abilities here are related to diet, right? Young Master Rowan was puzzled.

Hearing this, Ziming pushed his black-framed glasses a little embarrassed, lowered his head and said, "That young master, you, do you remember that Xiaolan made you a pot of black paste a few days ago?" ”

Luo Wen was stunned for a moment, and then blinked his eyes inexplicably and said, "Are you talking about the soup that Xiaolan specially boiled for me some time ago?" What's the matter, it's delicious. ”

Cautiously looking at his ignorant young master, the corners of Ziming's mouth couldn't help but grin slightly, "That young master, in fact, Xiao Lan, Xiao Lan actually ....... that day In fact, I was going to slap my ears and eyes, but because I was afraid that you would not agree, after all, you were more ruthless in her management......... So she came to me that day and asked me to put some power into her soup, preferably the kind that would make you pass out for a few days and nights......"

Looking at his young master's gradually sluggish expression, Zi Ming said weakly, "So, so young master, the soup you drank that day was actually a ....... that I used my own evil god's kiss to recuperate."

Hearing this news, which can be called a thunderbolt from the sky, Young Master Luo Wen didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, Young Master Luo Wen looked at Ziming in a daze, and while his brain was digesting rapidly, he couldn't help but say in his mouth, "But that bowl of black soup is really delicious, although there is a green gas in the soup, and there are many live fish in it that have been corroded and can only see the skeleton, but ......"

Speaking of this, Young Master Rowan was stunned, and then hurriedly turned his head to look at the chef's workbench on the side of the secret party.

looked at the cauldron on the workbench, and looked at the strange black porridge that was still exuding a thick black gas in the pot.......

Looking at all this, Young Master Rowan was silent for a long time.......

After a while, Young Master Luo Wen, who raised his head slightly, exhaled heavily, patted Ziming's shoulder, Young Master Luo Wen smiled slightly, and his smile was already a little abnormal......

"You, you don't want to tell me that the reason why Xiao Lan's pot of soup that wanted to poison me is so delicious is because you used your own ability! And the bowl of porridge of the secret party was actually very difficult to drink, but after you used your own ability, it actually became ......"

Ziming scratched his head in embarrassment, "That young master, I only discovered it today, although my ability can indeed make all the food in this world particularly unpalatable, just like the porridge made by that fat man." But, it seems that if you come across a dish that is already particularly unpalatable, or even the most unpalatable in the world, it seems to make it very delicious? ”

Uncle Robert looked dazed, "Negative or positive?" ”

Ziming also looked embarrassed, "I, I don't know very well, after all, my ability has always been to make food particularly unpalatable, and I have never been able to ...... However, Xiaolan actually muttered a little in my heart that time, but I didn't know for sure, because I had experimented with it, and even moldy bread my ability would still make it more unpalatable. But, this time against the secret party....... I feel like I'm really capable of turning unpalatable food into something delicious...... But I don't know for sure, but other than that, I don't seem to have much other explanation......."

Listening to Ziming's words, Abel and Andrea couldn't help but whisper on the side.

"I thought that Ziming's evil god's kiss was enough of a pit, but I didn't think about it, it was even worse than we expected! Can you actually put ....... But it's not like he's a pit, right? After all, the world's most unpalatable cuisine, Ziming is estimated to be able to meet such two in his life. ”

Abel raised his head and touched his chin, "Oh, I said why Xiaolan beat Ziming every day some time ago, it turned out to be because of this......"

Looking at the sluggish Rowan, Abel's beautiful pure blue eyes were full of the word pity.

"The young master is so pitiful, you must know that after he ate the soup that Xiao Lan boiled for him himself, he didn't scold anyone for several days, and he saw everyone smiling brightly, but as a result, Xiao Lan actually planned to poison ........ to death."

At this moment, after listening to Ziming's explanation, and hearing the whispers of Abel and them, Young Master Luo Wen's heart was quite worried.......

Looking at the eyes of his eyes, he muttered, "It turns out that my ability still has this effect?" Well, it seems that I am really right to call myself the God of Good and Evil Cooking", Ziming, listening to his words that no longer made him angry all the time, Rowan was silent for a long time........

After finally smoothing out the current situation, Young Master Luo Wen, who was full of desolation, smiled.......

Hugging Ziming's shoulders, Young Master Luo Wen, who was full of kindness, stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed in the direction of Tang Seng and them.

"In other words, you not only eliminated us in the first round, but also successfully sent me to the next round!"

"Is that so?" The kind Young Master Luo Wen looked at the good and evil kitchen god amiably.

Looking at his young master's gradually rapid breathing, feeling the slightest chill emanating from his body, Ziming, who was hugged by his shoulder, swallowed his saliva deeply.

"That young master, you, can you listen to my explanation?"

Rowan smiled and shook his head.

"No need to explain, come on, pull him out and chop him for me!"

Speaking of which, Young Master Luo Wen, who finally broke out, was like a man-eating demon, pinching Ziming's neck with a hideous face and roaring sharply!

"Pull him out and chop him up! Chopped! Don't even have a few bones left! ”

"No, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill this bastard!!"

"You shit! You are the number one waste in the world!! I, I'm going to chop you, I'm going to chop you up! ”

Seeing that the collapsed Young Master Rowan had already picked up the kitchen knife and rushed towards Ziming, Uncle Robert hurriedly hugged the waist of the crazy Young Master Rowan and persuaded with tears in his eyes.

"Young Master, Young Master, bear with me! There's still a chance, and we've got a chance! ”

The furious Young Master Rowan kicked Uncle Robert to the side, and the kitchen knife in his right hand brushed out a knife flower!

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Andrea, who had long brown hair, hurriedly hugged Young Master Luo Wen's leg and shouted loudly, "Young Master, Ziming still has to go to the resurrection match, if you cut him down, why are you really finished!" ”

"Abel, why are you still stunned, take Ziming away!" Uncle Robert once again desperately hugged Young Master Rowan's waist,

"Bang!" As soon as Uncle Robit finished shouting, he was so angry that his eyes were blood-red, and Young Master Luo Wen, who was standing with his hair at the roots, directly threw out the kitchen knife in his hand and stuck it right at Ziming's feet.

"I'm going to chop him, I'm going to chop him up and feed him to the dog!!"

"Abel run, run with Ziming, let's drag the young master!!"

Abel hurriedly escaped from the venue with the God of Good and Evil Cooking, and from time to time a kitchen knife and stir-fry spoon flew behind him, as well as the demonic roar of Young Master Rowan.

"Chop him! Chop this chop!! ”

If it weren't for Abel's desperate attempt to stop Luo Wen, who was already so angry that he collapsed, it is estimated that the God of Good and Evil Kitchen would really have to be chopped up today, and there would not even be any bones left.......

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Dejectedly, he took Abel and walked in the long corridor of the hotel, and the young master Luo Wen, who was full of ashes, walked with dull eyes. As he walked, a strange smile appeared on Young Master Luo Wen's handsome face from time to time.......

Hehe, hehehe, so, so in this situation, what is it? Well, gotta think about it, gotta think about it! Brush it up, brush it carefully, and don't make any mistakes.

Young Master Rowan took a deep breath, and with tears in his eyes, he covered his chest with grief and indignation.

That is, it means that we could have won, if I didn't let Ziming toss the fat man surnamed Li, the judges might give us a chance to redo it, after all, Ziming's strength is here.

However, because the fat man Li also went wrong, the judges couldn't give us a chance to do it again, so we were eliminated in the first round of qualifiers.

Moreover, and the bowl of black porridge of the secret party was already very unpalatable, as a result, I let Ziming use his ability, and it turned out that Ziming's bastard's ability actually has a bugg that will turn the world's most unpalatable thing into the world's most delicious!

In other words, at present, it is equivalent to us personally sending the secret party into the next round of the competition, and it is our demon party that helps the secret party to enter the circle?! And then we ourselves were eliminated......

Hehe, hahahaha........ Heck, Carl wouldn't have laughed if he knew that.......

Young Master Rowan blinked his eyes with tears, well, he can't laugh to death, he can laugh crazy.......

At this moment, Young Master Rowan didn't want to think about it anymore, and he didn't bother to say anything about his life insights, how could he talk about it....... Tired.......

Patting the shoulder of the good and evil kitchen god next to him, who had a blue nose and swollen face, only one lens left after his glasses were beaten, and who was still bleeding from his nose, Young Master Luo Wen sighed deeply.

"Dear Mr. Good and Evil Chef, you should be glad that if it weren't for your continued competition, I would have chosen to tear you to shreds. Ah, rejoice, our Mr. Chef, I hope you can resurrect me in the second round, or ......."

"Young master, I'm going to study the dishes of the Celestial Empire and fight for ......" Ziming shrunk his face with a blue nose and swollen face, "You, look at my performance." ”

Seeing that Ziming finally failed to win the second, Young Master Luo Wen smiled with complexity in his heart.

Forget it, accept your fate, at least get rid of this bastard's secondary disease and big talk, this is not without gain, huh?

But as soon as he thought of the bold words he had already said in front of Carl earlier, Young Master Rowan felt that his face was hot and painful. To tell the truth, the person he was most afraid of seeing right now was none other than Carl!

The thought that Carl would come to him with a smile on his face made Master Rowan feel as if he had been put on a fire and had his mouth slapped.

"Before Ziming is successfully resurrected, no one is allowed to leave the room for a single step, and when I see the people of the secret party, I will honestly turn around and leave, understand?"

Uncle Robert and the others nodded, "Got it, young master." ”

Without saying anything more, Young Master Rowan hooked his back and took the subordinates behind him back to the room miserably.

If there is no accident, we will not be able to see our dear Young Master Rowan and the God of Good and Evil Kitchen for a long time in the future.

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At this moment, in the VIP hall on the 50th floor of Donghuang Hotel, a heart-rending scream suddenly sounded.

"Lao Tzu's 10 million!!"

After this old voice, another young roar came from a private room on the second floor.

"My 500,000!!"

Hearing these two screams, the boss and chairman in the VIP hall on the first floor all smiled, did not take the unlucky robe master and Brother Feng to heart, and continued to talk about their harvest this time.

Only the sixth master stared stupidly at the broadcast of Group H in front of him.

"You can win this........ How did you win? ”

The old chairman who had instructed Commissioner Huang before was also sitting next to the sixth master at this moment, staring at the broadcast of Group H's event, and said dumbfounded, "This group is really evil, it really exploded the dark horse, and there are two horses at once!" ”

The old chairman shook his head with a wine glass and exclaimed, "Originally, the most promising ones in this group were Tianyue Hotel and Shanghai Port Hotel. Especially the Shanghai Port Hotel, alas, I don't know what to say, the young man's cooking skills are really good, but I always feel a little stupid, I dare to come to the competition without even understanding the spirit of the game, what is the difference between this and a stunned young man? ”

As soon as the old chairman's words fell, he saw the angry robe master running down the stairs on the second floor with Brother Feng, shouting as he ran.

", the inside story! There's definitely an inside story here! It must be those judges who deliberately embarrassed them! Xiaofeng come with me and find them! ”

Seeing the angry robe man rushing out of the VIP hall, the boss and chairman of the first floor said happily, "Yo, I'm in a hurry, hahaha." ”

"Listen to this, this brother has lost more than 10 million? Good guys, which group? Such a big dark horse can burst out. ”

"Group H, I watched that group of games, and there are really a lot of dark horses. Alas, it's a pity, why didn't you buy it? The biggest dark horse kiln hotel is 4.6 for a loss, alas, the bastard who happened to buy that hotel is really profitable. ”

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At this moment, Comrade Huang Xiaobei, who was still sitting in the corner of the billiard table, turned his back to Carl, who was staring at him with a complicated face, his head against the wall, holding the large ice cream that had been eaten in his arms, and when he heard the noise from the VIP hall behind him, the dejected commissioner looked back dissatisfied.

"What's the noise?"