The Doumi Hall is a place where chefs have a culinary duel.

Not only do you have all the ingredients you need for cooking, but you also have some weird stove props.

Places like the dark culinary world have always been known for their eccentricities.

What appeared in front of Xiong Xiao's eyes was a young woman with blue hair and blue eyes, a melon seed face, a pointed chin, willow eyebrows, her legs were as slender as just out of the mud, and a short skirt with a large scale was wrapped around her waist. The two round flesh balls seemed to be about to break out, and although the bear owl did not reach out to touch it, he could still visually feel the heavy weight.

She's one of the best strategists in the dark culinary world.

In terms of strength, she is not inferior to the average senior chef, and in terms of means, she is more poisonous than some men, and she is a veritable femme fatale!

However, although this woman is ruthless, Xiong Xiao does not hate her, because she is beautiful, and I really don't know if it is a blessing or a tragedy for such a beautiful woman to be entrenched in such a wild place.

"Here you are, Master Chef. ”

Xiang En ghostly approached the bear owl and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick his face!

"It's pretty clean. She said.

Xiong Xiao tried his best to keep his composure, and then pointed to his lips, "Here, it doesn't seem to have been washed yet." ”

The blue-haired beauty ignored his teasing, just kept wandering and stroking his face with her fingertips.

"I didn't expect the Grand Chef to be joking, but it seems that the hospitality room we organized has taught you a lot. ”

She said that it was naturally a dungeon, and as long as people who had entered the dungeon and been punished, they would be subjected to some mental destruction to some extent.

It seems that the Grandchef is not a strong-willed creature either, after all, he is also a man.

"What are you bringing me here for?

"Oh, Master Chef is laughing again, didn't you come to us first?

The beauty didn't answer his question directly, just kept shaking her waist and touching the side of his face with her hand from time to time.

Her movements are sensual and feminine, full of hints and dangers at the same time.

Because Xiong Xiao knows that this guy will attack when you are most defenseless, and maybe when he kisses you passionately, he has a poison hidden in his mouth.

After all, he held on, in a place like the dark cooking world, even if he rushed to the douwei field with a beauty in his arms now, all he got would be the cheers and shouts of the audience.

This was told to him by the memory in Lan Feihong's mind.

A halberd is being eaten in the Douwei Arena, and both sides of the battle are some of the low-level chefs in the dark culinary world.

To run an organization of this size, funding is essential.

The head of finance in the organization came up with a way to raise money by cooking a showdown.

Of course, these spectators sitting in the stands are not ordinary people, most of them are ruffians and hooligans on the street, or dignitaries with some special hobbies.

And the most are the copycat gangs entrenched in the nearby mountains and the mountains are kings.

There is no shortage of these people in this era, and it can even be said that it is easy to find.

Bear Owl took a cursory glance at the bleachers, and almost everyone in the audience was dressed wildly.

Not to mention whether these people really came to see the cooking duel, the precept of not keeping braids in the Qing Dynasty alone was enough to kill all men.

The men on stage had anachronistic mohicans and bald heads, while the women wore revealing clothes.

They swear, drink liquor, and many of them make filthy gestures, and the gloomy atmosphere alone is enough to make many chefs who claim to be in the world of bright cuisine tremble.

It's all the ungodly Lords, he thought.

In the middle of the fighting hall, the last duel has just come to an end.

The defeat was a scrawny young man, whose past no one knew or cared about, but from the whip marks and burns all over his body could tell how much he had been tortured in this place.

But that's the beginning.

After the thin man lost the game, two bare-shouldered men covered in muscular bumps set him up from the stove, and in front of him was a pile of burning charcoal, and a red-burning soldering iron.

"Ugly print!"

The bear exclaimed, he knew what the soldering iron did.

In the dark culinary world, whether it is inside or outside the realm, as long as any duel fails, the chef's body will be burned with this unpalatable iron, and the standards of the Big Five as cadres are stricter, and there is only one end to failure in the culinary duel, which is death.

This was the first time he had witnessed someone being branded with a steel seal, and his heart suddenly fluctuated.

However, the audience on the stage began to get excited, they didn't come to see any cooking duel in the first place, they wanted to see the scene of the loser being burned by a red-hot iron block.

Hiss~

With a scream like killing a pig and a disgusting smell of burnt fat, the entire douwei field instantly erupted in amazing cheers!

For a while, the crowd was boiling and shouting again and again.

The adrenaline was pumping more in these spectators than in the tortured losers, as the men frantically tore at their clothes and the women groaned in an incomprehensible manner.

The field was covered with broken clothes corners, trousers, and even a few extremely sharp knives and axes.

"Stop, stop, everyone!"

An old man in a wheelchair, half-cut in his body, shouted.

He is the host, and he didn't have any physiological reaction in the face of such a horrific punishment, after all, compared to being cut off by a dog's head axe, a soldering iron or something is really too child's play.

"Okay guys, please enjoy the next match between Yang Jian of the Blue-faced Beast and Locke of the Jinmao Tiger!

As soon as the words fell, two chefs in black robes walked from the stage to the stage.

One of them is a fat man with a big belly, his right hand has been replaced by a brass-colored mechanical arm, which integrates more than a dozen mechanisms that can handle ingredients, he is Jinmao Tiger Luo Ke.

Another player, the blue-faced beast Yang Shi, is much taller than Luo Ke. The right side of his face was clearly burned, his eyes were bulging, his cheeks were sunken, and his festering side of his face was faintly visible with teeth, a look that was terrifying enough even in the audience.

Xiong Xiao couldn't imagine how anyone would dare to eat the dishes made by these two people with incomplete limbs, but it was not his turn to think about it, and after a gong sounded, the duel began.