And right now.

A strange scream came from behind Luo Sheng, and he couldn't help but turn his head to take a look.

At first glance, he almost popped out his eyeballs.

In the eyes of a group of groan-screaming Jerome admirers.

A guy yelled, his tongue flicking out of his mouth and spilling saliva, and then pounced on him like a strange species.

"What the hell!"

Luo Sheng looked like a Spartan, but he didn't have the physical fitness of a crazy cook, and he was caught by this desperate guy.

A knife stabbed at him head-on.

Luo Sheng fired another shot to kill the guy, but it was too late.

The others forced him into a corner, with less than two bullets left in his hand, and it was obvious that he couldn't do anything on his own.

Do you have to rely on crazy cooks again?

A knife slashed at his neck, and Luo Sheng was already planning to call the crazy chef out, but at this moment, the knife stopped straight in front of Luo Sheng, not moving, as if it was stuck.

Luo Sheng stood up and poked a man's forehead.

The poked Jerome supporter remained motionless, except that he was still breathing, like a statue.

"Lulala, lulu......"

The back of the crowd.

A man came out with a small ball rolling on the ground in front of him.

Luo Sheng didn't know the origin of the other party, and he didn't dare to move much, he only dared to look at the other party like that, as long as this person reacted too much, he would wake up the crazy cook.

The man finally stopped in front of Rasen.

This person is not too handsome, nor can he be said to be too ugly, he belongs to the upper average, and women will not have desires when they see it, and they will not say that they will roll aside.

Even if you look a little lower, you can still be regarded as delicate.

The man stared at Luo Sheng for a long time, took out something like a compass from his pocket, and asked cautiously, "Are you, Bruce Wayne?" Ah no, no, no, Bruce Wayne seems to be Caucasian, so who are you, Hugo Strange? Or ......"

The man looked at Luo Sheng and thought for a while, then asked, "Are you, crazy cook?" ”

Luo Sheng stared at the dead fish.

Okay, it looks like it's a romantic debt left by the crazy chef when he controlled his body.

"No, no, no, you recognized the wrong person." Luo Sheng said seriously: "My name is Yagamian, I am a Japanese, not a chef, I am a garden designer, do you know the Demon Immortal Castle, that is what I designed." ”

"Huh." The man looked at Luo Sheng with the eyes of a fool and said, "Knowing the King of Fighters and Balala Little Demon Fairy, do you still say that you are not a crazy chef, you traverser." ”

Suddenly.

Luo Sheng's calm expression of nonsense was gone, and even a drop of cold sweat was left on his forehead.

Through.

This is his biggest secret at the moment.

His personality has always been very cautious, except for his own brother who came with him, Luo Sheng has never told anyone about his crossing.

"That's right, that's right, I'm the one who crossed over." Luo Sheng clapped his hands with dead fish eyes, looked at the man in front of him, and then stopped talking.

Jane waited awkwardly.

One minute passed, two minutes passed, three minutes passed......

Jian Gu smashed his mouth.

"I said, if you don't continue, I'll be very embarrassed, you at least look nervous and ask, ah, what, who are you, how do you know, or something like that?"

Luo Sheng's expression was relaxed.

Shrugging his shoulders calmly, Luo Sheng said, "These things are not very important to me, because." ”

Luo Sheng lowered his head, hummed twice, and when he looked up again, a pair of eyes had already turned red.

"You're going to die."

In an instant, Luo Sheng bounced up, and kicked the man with a sonic boom that almost broke through the air.

The other party raised his hand in front of him in shock.

"Bang!"

A loud bang echoed through the air, and Jane lowered his arm and groped his hand twice, revealing an incredulous smile.

"No, I was kicked by the mad chef, and I still haven't had anything to do? Hahaha! You're too weak now, aren't you? ”

"Burn the pen."

Without the slightest hesitation after the crazy chef possessed him, he rushed towards the man in the suit again.

However, this time, it was not as simple as he imagined.

The other grabbed him by the neck at a faster speed, and then easily threw the crazy chef who could now kick open the door of the bank insurance with one kick.

That's right.

With a height of 1.8 meters and a body of 68 kilograms, he was thrown out like garbage.

The crazy chef reacted when he was in the air, quickly adjusted his position and landed, snatched a machete held by Jerome's supporter, and slashed at the opponent.

Now he was actually a little frightened.

Crazy Chef was unfamiliar with this.

Ever since that special ability was taken away by Tabitha, no one in the whole of Gotham has been able to match him in terms of force.

But now.

For the first time, someone could give him a sense of oppression.

Jian Gu shook his head and muttered, "You say, why are you always so easily excited." ”

Calmly, he took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket.

Aim at the mad chef's face.

A burst of yellow smoke erupted, and the red in the crazy cook's eyes disappeared instantly, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

The knife fell to the ground on one side, and it stuck like that.

"Tut-tut, look, look, so let's say, I used to cook me a few more meals, and when you came here, I could still open and hang something for you, making you so weak now."

Jian Gu squatted down, put the medicine jar away, pulled up Luo Sheng, put it on his back, and walked out of the factory.

on the streets.

One by one, people are receiving flu shots.

This time the flu came with a lot of momentum.

But fortunately, their mayor is no longer the incompetent waste he used to be, but Mr. Copote, who is wise and martial, and thinks about the people.

The people of Gotham City are very realistic.

They don't care if Oswald is a gang leader or not, as long as they can make a good living, this mayor is a good guy in their eyes.

"Mayor, these are letters of thanks from the citizens."

Inside the office.

Colbert waved his hand in satisfaction.

The new man understood Copote's words very intimately and walked out with the letter.

The door closes.

Cobot sighed in relief.

He has now reached the pinnacle of his life.

The underworld is afraid of him, and the citizens love him.

His mother was proud of herself, and she felt a sense of satisfaction that she had never felt before.

It's just, I don't know why.

He always felt that something was missing in his life.

He seems to have forgotten someone.

That person was important, but he couldn't remember it.