"Well, little one, it looks like our battle is going to be postponed."

The strong man threw the kitchen knife in his hand directly on the ground and walked directly towards his kitchen.

He knew that after his friend made such a gesture, he needed to use all kinds of ingredients to make the monster who might have come out of the cage back to his room, waiting for the next time he was awake, but that guy, this chef, remembered the guy who was sure that Jiro would not get much Bloody Mary in his hands, and he was helpless, after all, that guy was also his friend.

However, that monkey is really good, although it may taste terrible, but this guy is really destructive.

This man didn't realize that the damage he had just created was no less than that of the Little Ape King, and that many of the injuries that were born in this place were only created when he was smashed into the air.

This man has calculated all the destruction, and he has a toothache, after all, those things were made by himself little by little, but now, so many things have been destroyed in an instant.

Sure enough, it is much harder to create than to destroy.

However, his friend had just reminded himself to move the kitchen to a place where they could see it.

Although I don't know what my friend thinks, since it is my guest's request, I just do it, and I don't have only one kitchen that can accommodate such a guy.

Jiro and the little ape king didn't care about the guy's departure.

Jiro just took a sip of wine and poured the contents of his jug into his mouth.

However, it is just like this uncork, the rich aroma of wine mixed with a faint smell of blood, seducing everyone's most primitive impulse.

"Sir, can I taste the kind of wine in your gourd?"

A young man couldn't bear it anymore, so he walked directly in front of Jiro, looked at Jiro, who was a little scarlet overflowing at the corner of his mouth, and licked his tongue subconsciously.

According to Jiro's original behavior, Jiro would probably share the wine with these people, but at this time, it was not the time to share it.

Jiro looked at the smiling man in front of him, shook his head with a smile, sucked the wine next to his mouth into his mouth, and used his tongue to dilute the drop of wine in his mouth.

However, no matter how Jiro diluted it, the rich aroma of wine and the faint smell of blood were all the same, and they were still perfect.

Jiro's eyes narrowed, he stuffed his wine gourd again, looked at the man in front of him, looked at the people around him, and glanced at the little ape king: "Little guy, I won't give this thing to you, after all, if you drink it, I won't be able to drink it, old man." ”

Jiro's figure appeared in an instant behind the crowd that had gathered around the man, and after avoiding everyone's looking eyes, Jiro wore Xie Gong clogs and kept shuttling and playing in the bright lights.

The little ape king looked at the crowd that had gathered around, although he didn't know why, all these guys had in their eyes was a desire for the kind of wine that old man Jiro had, but Jiro was gone, and the crowd refused to disperse.

However, since Jiro has already left, he just has to follow by himself, so I'm sorry for the people who stopped him.

"Sir, can you take me to the old gentleman just now, the taste of his wine, I want to taste it, this must be a special treasure created in the food era, it must be an ingredient that we haven't found yet, so let's record the taste of that wine."

The little ape king looked at the guys who were talking at length in front of him, scratched his head, and left directly in an instant by the wind generated by their walking and crowding.

The little ape king was not prepared to answer their request, because the little ape king knew that what he wanted seemed to be about to start, and these people were just delaying their own time.

With a few steps in the air, the little ape king produced a few places in the air where he could stand, and he sat in the air and looked at the direction of Jiro, who had disappeared.

The little ape king had already lost Jiro's form just now, but he still remembered Jiro's breath, and used his own breath to find the man who was watching the strong man cooking in a secret place.

There it is.

The little ape king stood up directly and rushed out, and in the air there were countless sonic booms, the little ape king slowly moved towards his goal.

"Jiro, what kind of life is that BOY, in the fight just now, I can feel this guy's bottomless strength and approximate race, it's the ape race, but, what's wrong with that power, is it what are you doing? What is Xiaoyi doing? ”

Jiro picked up a wine glass and held it with his own hand, in the red wine in his hand, Jiro shook the wine glass, watching the bright red wine in the wine glass sparkle under the faint candlelight, Jiro's eyes flashed with confusion.

"Old man, the total eclipse of Gourmet Day is coming."

At this time, Jiro confided in his friend about the matter, but it was not the information that Jiro got from Isryu, but from his adoptive father, from the message of the wolf king Gines, and from the howl of the wolf king Gines.

His father had discovered that the total solar eclipse was coming, and all the Eight Kings had begun to act, although not very violently, but, indeed, the Eight Kings had begun to devour food, and began to store a large amount of energy in their bodies, which was used to ensure that they would get more opportunities and time in the battle that might break out at any time.

And the man who was still fiddling with his kitchen utensils was also choked after hearing Jiro spit out such words, and after that, the man stopped cooking, put down his kitchen utensils directly, looked at the man in front of him, and after taking a sip of wine, he held his own wine gourd, curled up on the chair he had specially prepared for him, and smiled and told what he had heard from his teacher.

"I learned from the teacher that GOD itself is a full meal that will be born in this world every once in a while, but this full meal is called the end of the name in the teacher's evaluation, although I don't know why the teacher called it that, but since the teacher called it like this, there must be his intention. However, now, there is no need to think about the intentions of the teacher, and the Second World War may be about to break out. ”

It's just that the man didn't say anything, but pressed his chef's hat and covered his eyes: "Jiro, who is your teacher?" ”