"Chu-Xiang-Jun!" Ah Jun's voice was filled with gritted hatred, and then, his body turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared out of thin air.

Ah Jun's body disappeared, and his four younger brothers also turned into black mist and disappeared like him.

Chu Xiangjun was stunned, a little didn't come back to her senses, and the rhubarb behind her cried out in surprise: "Master, they, they are people from the dark cooking world." ”

......

When Chu Xiangjun buried the mute girl and returned to the snack street, it was already early in the morning.

A street of snacks that is bustling with activity during the day is empty like a ghost street at night.

Chu Xiangjun looked at Fu Shulan's only remaining pancake fruit stall on the street, and her eyes were calm.

"In this world, this mute girl has lived a very pitiful life, and death may be a relief for her, so don't be sad, master. ”

"Rhubarb, I will learn to cook with you, and I will definitely become a qualified fairy chef. ”

"Master?"

"In this world, I can only work hard to grow, and only in this way can I protect my relatives and friends around me in the future. ”

"Hmm!"

Rhubarb looked at Chu Xiangjun, who was standing on the empty street like a widow, and recalled in his mind what she said to herself in front of the dumb girl's grave, and there was still some joy in his heart.

Chu Xiangjun herself is willing to be an immortal chef, which also means that she is willing to accept the test of upgrading in the future.

Chu Xiangjun stepped forward and began to clean up the pancake fruit stall.

There are a lot of stray animals in the city, but fortunately, Chu Xiangjun put all the things away and put them in the bucket when he left in the afternoon, so everything was safe and sound.

Chu Xiangjun silently cleaned up the stall, and the street lamp shone on her body, casting a long shadow on the ground.

After packing up his things, Chu Xiangjun pushed the cart and glanced at the snack street again.

There are many weak people in this world, but I, Chu Xiangjun, don't be weak.

Chu Xiangjun pushed the stall in the direction of home, and at the same time, in Building 23 of Difu Street, Liang Shan was dressed in a white bathrobe, leaning on the beach lounger next to the indoor swimming pool and enjoying his face.

"Brother Shan, someone has already been sent to investigate, and the other force investigating Chu Xiangjun is not Young Master Long's person, but the specific family has not yet been found out. A young man dressed as an assistant in a suit held an open folder and respectfully whispered in Liang Shan's ear.

Liang Shan nodded, and the assistant continued: "At present, I have not found out the origin of the other party, but I have already instructed the brothers in the snack street to 'take care' of Chu Xiangjun first." ”

"Hmm!"

Liang Shan made a hum sound from his nose, waved his hand, and motioned for the assistant to continue talking about other things, so the assistant put away his evil smile and reported to Liang Shan: "Young Master Long gave me an account and said that I should call 1.8 million to enter." ”

"Huh?"

Liang Shan opened his eyes, and his eyes were extremely cold, bursting out with a majesty that could not be underestimated. The assistant shook his body when he saw it, and hurriedly said, "Young Master Long said that he wanted to raise funds for the Wing Plan. ”

"Have the other old guys paid the money?" Liang Shan asked in a cold voice.

"It's all handed over!"

"Then call him 1.8 million. Liang Shan's tone was cloudy, and the assistant listened and nodded.

"The hateful hairy boy, he only transferred me 180,000 during the day, and asked me for 1.8 million at night, he is really a young man, and he is impatient. ”

The expression on Liang Shan's face seemed to be a smile, and when he said this, his eyes looked at the calm swimming pool, and his face was thoughtful.