When the catastrophe comes, they fly separately.

At this time, who can still care about the success and stability of the knot, the eleventh prince has personal guards to protect, they are not ordinary people, finally come to see a game, to be a judge of the competition, if you accidentally put your life on the line, this life is still a fart.

The chefs and cooks who participated in the competition on the stage were even more panicked, and a few timid cooks hugged each other and trembled.

The fat chef looked at the ten Nighthawk guards who rushed directly to the stage, turned his heart sideways, picked up the kitchen knife on the board, shouted, threw up a fat body and rushed forward.

A Nighthawk guard lifted his foot and kicked him directly to the ground, and his fat body rolled straight down the stage.

After solving the big fat man, Nighthawk Guard rushed forward again, crossed the stage, passed several other chefs and cooks, and rushed directly to the judging table with a fierce momentum.

An Chengluo looked at the Nighthawk Guard who was coming straight to the judging table, his face was full of horror, and he kept shouting: "Protect this king!" Protect the King! ”

Xiaojiangyu saw that ten people were coming straight here, and she was already panicking, and then she saw that An Chengluo and Feiye were protected, but she was left alone in front of the judging table, as soon as these people came up, she must have borne the brunt of it, and when she was shouted by the salted fish king, she couldn't help but roll her eyes directly.

Can you consider her feelings?

The ten Nighthawk guards rushed forward, first sneaking a glance at An Chengluo with a strange face, and then in front of everyone's eyes, they directly knocked out the Xiaojiangyu in front of the judging table, carried it and ran, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The whole stage was in shambles, and the leaves were scattered all over the ground.

Those people who were still retreating in a panic stopped one after another when they saw the Nighthawk Guard leaving, and the entire arena was silent in an instant.

The Nighthawk comes and goes as fast as possible.

What the?

Can anyone say what happened?

Nighthawk seems to have robbed someone, who did they rob?

Isn't it just to snatch the Xiaojiang fish that has just been named the top spot in the competition.

But at this moment, a loud shout came from the judging platform: "Which bastard dares to rob people with this king?" ”

Everyone looked at An Chengluo on the stage, and everyone looked strange.

"Chase this king! Dig three feet into the ground for the Jingshi, and also find people back for this king! An Cheng was furious.

"Yes." Feng Shi hugged his fists, held the sword at his waist and jumped directly to the stage, speeding through the crowd at a fast speed, chasing in the direction where the Nighthawk Guard disappeared.

Looking at the appearance of the Salted Fish King, it doesn't look like he robbed it, and it was the Nighthawk Guard who came to rob the people, so it must have nothing to do with the Salted Fish King.

Who said earlier that the salted fish king would rob people?

This is the person who is favored by the salted fish king and is robbed by others!

Those Nighthawk guards are too fat, although they are the terrifying Nighthawk guards on the rivers and lakes, but this is the Beijing Division, and they actually dare to rob people on the street in front of a prince in the Beijing Division.

Look at the angry appearance of the salted fish king, I am afraid that the Jingshi will have to disturb the peace again.

Fei Ye looked at An Chengluo quietly.

Robbing people on the street?

This kind of thing, no matter how you look at it, looks like the style of this salted fish.

Who would eat and have nothing to do to rob a woman who can only cook, and besides, Xiaojiang fish looks like a fairy, but there is no such thing as a fairy, at least it is much worse than her.

Ahem.

If these people dared to snatch her head, she could only wring off their heads first.

Yao Wanchuan and several other leaders were stunned, stunned in the audience, not knowing how to end, how to have a good competition, and suddenly it became like this?

Although the first name was given by the eleventh prince, but the people were also snatched away, what should the remaining chefs and cooks do?

Yao Wanchuan walked to the judging platform with a stubborn head, bowed to An Chengluo with an unnatural expression, and said in a panic: "Lord Wang, the first name has been snatched away, this competition ......"

He wanted to ask if it would continue?

An Chengluo raised his hand to support his forehead, looked angry, waved his hand, and said, "You can do it yourself, this judge is not the right king." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand towards Jiangling and said, "Send this king back to his house quickly, it's too scary on this street." ”

He grabbed the first place, and he was still a judge.

Yao Wanchuan didn't dare to say a word, he bowed down and watched Jiang Ling push An Cheng off the judging platform, and glanced back at Yao Wanchuan before he stepped down from the stage, and his cold gaze frightened him to lower his head deeply.

When An Chengluo walked away, Yao Wanchuan raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, looked up straight and looked again, several other judges had already disappeared, even if the competition wanted to continue, there was no judge, Yao Wanchuan could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

This year's Wan Zhao Banquet Chef Contest is really fierce and exciting.

In addition to the first place that has been snatched away, Luo also ranked second and took away the corresponding bonus, and the other chefs and cooks could only return in defeat, and this kitchen god competition came to an end in a mess.

Returning to King An's Mansion, An Chengluo sent someone to send Fei Ye back to the East Garden, and went straight to the dormitory and came to the secret room in the dormitory.

Wu Qing was already waiting for him in the secret room, as well as the Xiaojiangyu who was snatched away on the street, but Xiaojiangyu was still in a coma.

"Master." When Wu Qing saw An Chengluo, he clasped his fists and saluted.

"Well done, Wu Qing." An Chengluo patted Wu Qing's shoulder with a smile, and when he remembered that Xiaojiangyu made a flower chicken, he was excited when he subtracted a hundred hours of sleep time at a time.

One is called Hua Ji for a hundred hours, and ten Hua Ji can directly raise the Apocalypse to the third level, and the upgrade is just around the corner.

At this time, looking at the Xiaojiang fish, it is simply like a treasure.

Well, I have to think of a way to ask her to make nine more flower chickens.

Direct persecution is not possible, what if this little girl is angry and puts some poison on him in the chicken?

He is now interested in poison, but his color has changed when he smells it, Hua Xian'er is bent on poisoning him, but he can't let anyone poison him anymore.

Since she can't be forced, of course she has to be gracious, and only by letting Xiaojiangyu owe favors can she respond to her needs.

Fortunately, he was witty enough in the Chef God Contest just now, so Feng Shi pretended to save people, and he had to find people out of the ground, and he could always find them.

It's just that you can't be too anxious, you have to let her suffer first, and then you will be grateful to this king.

"Wu Qing, you take her out of the palace first, let the brothers of the Nighthawk Guard watch her well, don't let her run away, and give her some bitterness at the right time." An Chengluo commanded.

"The master said he was going to torture her?" Wu Qing asked.

Could it be that the master took people into captivity because she buried the master in front of people like that, and the master wanted to teach her a lesson?

I'm afraid that this Xiaojiang fish girl won't be able to stand the punishment of the Nighthawk Guard at all, and she will have to kill the whole person half-dead at that time.