"Did he agree?"

In room No. 4126 on the 41th floor of the Donghuang Hotel, Rowan was standing in front of the wardrobe, thinking about choosing a chef's outfit that suited him, when he heard the deep voice of the black-robed man behind him, Rowan shrugged his shoulders as he turned his clothes.

"Naturally not, you must know that he is a man of strong faith, I think, even if one day the secret party is gone, Carl Bran will choose to disappear with it, or bury it with him."

The black-robed man leaned against the wall, bowed his head, and was silent for a long time.

He was tall and tall, and his voice was relatively low, and a wide black robe covered his face, making it impossible to see the expression on his face at the moment.

"Again, let him think about it again, and I'll go see Carl if necessary."

Rowan was still carefully selecting the clothes he would wear tomorrow, and took out a chef's outfit in the closet that looked quite fit, Rowan put the clothes in front of him and tried them on, and said absentmindedly, "Whatever you want, anyway, we don't know the specific location of the holy weapon for the time being, before that, let everyone take a break." ”

Taking his clothes and walking to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the living room, Rowan buttoned the high pure white chef's hat in his hand on his head, and sorted out the somewhat tight chef's hat with a little emotion, and said.

"But I don't think it's going to be useful even if you were to intervene in person, after all, Carl Bran ...... Hehe, this guy is known as the leader of the next generation of the secret party, just ask, if even the next successor of the secret party will choose our side so easily, then the secret party is afraid that it has long been annihilated in history, how can it be passed down to this day. ”

After speaking, Rowan was stunned for a moment, turned around, and Rowan nodded at the black-robed man with a little apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be sarcastic, your choice is very correct, and it has nothing to do with our respective positions, this is just a correct choice, a choice that transcends position and belief." ”

The black-robed man didn't speak, even though the three words of the successor did pierce his heart, after a half-silence, he nodded at Rowan, and then took the other dozen or so black-robed people in the room to hide underground, and in the next month, they would all hide in the dark, silently watching the development of the situation.

When all the members of the Demon Party who couldn't show up in the room disappeared, in the room of Nuoda, except for Luo Wen, who was trying on clothes, there were only four young and handsome guys left, and they were the four people who had just appeared in the banquet hall.

And they are all members of the Zmich family.

Looking at Luo Wen, who was interested in changing into a chef's outfit, a handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes of mixed Chinese and French race, holding a pillow, sitting comfortably on the sofa, as his slender right hand was gently raised, an apple on the table, and a fruit knife floated in the air, quietly pausing in the air.

This handsome mixed-race guy with a pair of light blue eyes, turned his index finger slightly, and the fruit knife floating in mid-air automatically peeled the apple for him, and while peeling the apple with his mental power, the handsome guy of the demon party asked very suspiciously.

"Young master, I don't understand some things, why don't we just kill Carl? With our current strength, it would be easy to eliminate the incapacitated Karls, but why would you keep them as a hidden danger? ”

Putting on the chef's outfit in his hand, Rowan buttoned it and said, "First, the holy weapon hasn't appeared yet, and before that, I don't mind having fun with that bastard Carl." Second, although there are only a few Karl and the others in the secret party at the moment, don't forget the bastards of the Celestial Empire branch who have disappeared for a long time, and they still have a holy weapon in their hands. ”

"Third, the secret party is still a secret party after all, and if we go too far, it is difficult to guarantee that the war will not start in advance. Fourth, although those guys of the Lesen clan have long broken with us, they are still hidden in the Celestial Empire, this time the holy weapon appears, they will not be unaware, we must be careful of their revenge, fifth, oh, there is no fifth. ”

As he spoke, Rowan stood in front of the mirror, stretched his arms, and lifted his buttocks coquettishly, after making sure that the clothes fit well, Young Master Rowan touched his perfect chin and admired the handsome guy in the mirror with satisfaction.

Well, it's just a young chef who can't be better, and the most unbelievable thing is that he still looks so handsome, hehe, it's really not a way to live.

Young Master Rowan was quite narcissistic and arranged his collar in the mirror, and at the same time thought of something more shameful.

Of course, Young Master Rowan does not seem so narcissistic on the surface, but people, there will always be a lot of shameful and terrible thoughts in their hearts, just don't say it.

Henry Abel, the handsome man who was slicing the apple with his mental power, nodded suddenly after listening to Rowan's explanation, and then with a wave of his right hand, he sent the peeled apple to Rowan.

Holding the apple floating in the air, Rowan took a bite, frowned slightly, and shouted a little critically.

"Robert, add me some ice."

Hearing this, a demon uncle who was preparing coffee for a few people in the kitchen wiped his left hand on the apron around his waist, and then raised his hand slightly, and a cold light flew out of his palm, and soon, the apple in Luo Wen's hand came out of the slightest cold.

Nibbling on a chilled apple, Rowan walked up to a few people sitting on the sofa and snorted.

"Got it, that's why I'm willing to have fun with Carl's little trash, and although I don't want to admit it, we do need a little bit of stuff from those guys, and of course, the most important thing is that I give that gentleman a little more face, after all, he and Carl are immediate family members, and some things should not be overdone."

But after saying that, Rowan pointed to the man sitting next to Abel, "But Ziming, tomorrow if you can, you will get rid of Carl and them for me, I don't like to see that smiling guy stick behind us like disgusting chewing gum and enter the next round with us." ”

Sitting in front of the sofa, a handsome man with glasses who was of mixed Chinese and British descent who was gently wiping his kitchen knife cherished the polished kitchen knife into his silver workbox full of all kinds of kitchen utensils.

Luo Wen's personal chef and bodyguard, Comrade Lu Ziming, solemnly pushed his black-rimmed glasses.

"Young master, tomorrow I will let those people in the secret party have a good understanding of the power of my good and evil cooking gods, you can rest assured, they will definitely not have a chance to enter the next round of the competition." Saying that, the god of good and evil smiled disdainfully, and laughed proudly.

Hearing the words "Good and Evil Kitchen God", Rowan twitched the corners of his mouth a little unnaturally, but still smiled and encouraged the glasses.

"Well, that's good."

The other two simply got together, swept Lu Ziming beside him, and muttered quietly.

"Ziming's secondary two disease is really serious."

"But it's okay, Ziming has been cooking for you for so many years, and I finally have the opportunity to show my face."

"If you two don't want to have tomorrow's breakfast treated by him with his ability, it's best not to mention the word secondary disease." The uncle who made the coffee kindly reminded the two of them, and the two of them obediently covered their mouths, and then smiled apologetically at the "God of Good and Evil Cooking".

The top chef of the Demon Party, Comrade Lu Ziming, the "God of Good and Evil Cooking" who has studied in France for many years, listened to the whispers of those guys, his face was a little unhappy, and the black eyes hidden behind the black-framed glasses were also constantly sweeping the pig teammates, and his eyes were full of coldness.

But in fact, don't look at Ziming's unhappy face, but his heart is actually too beautiful.

Because as they say, after so many years as a chef, he finally has the opportunity to show his talent!

patted the chef's suit on his body, and seeing that all aspects were very close, Rowan nodded with satisfaction, saying that the minions of the buddy club are really good, and the clothes are made very carefully.

At that moment, after changing the chef's clothes and folding them, Rowan pinched his waist, his eyes were a little fluttering, and he pretended to look at the four subordinates in the room.

"Two hours before bedtime, how about we play games?"

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Ten seconds later, Abel weakly stretched out his right hand.

"That, young master, young master, the patriarchs have told you thousands of times before leaving, saying that we must watch you carefully, and we must not let you play the game for too long, because last time, you played the game for too long the night before, and the next morning you were not energetic, so you let go of the people of the Celestial Empire branch, for this reason, the patriarch split your game console on the same day, if you still ......"

Hearing his subordinates mention his black history, Rowan couldn't help coughing in embarrassment.

"Well, that was an accident, besides, I've only played for four hours today, and it's far from the standard they set for me, come on, play less for a while, it's harmless, so when I kill Helios tonight, I'll take you to fight two UFC fights, okay?"

After looking at Rowan's expectant eyes, remembering that as long as Clinton was no longer by Rowan's side, they would not be able to persuade their young master at all, several subordinates sighed resignedly, and then simply took out an Xbox from their suitcase.

Connected to the TV, Rowan led a few people to sit in front of the TV, holding the handle, and was serious.

"Helios must be killed tonight, or no one will want to sleep!"

"Understand young master!"

In this way, the game nerds of the Demon Party sat in front of the TV, holding the controller, and began the long road of attacking the boss, and the secret party downstairs was also playing poker.......