The same profession, cooks, the vast majority of practitioners, is to bring people food satisfaction, but also for the excellence of cooking, they pay extremely hard for this.

The chef in front of him does not respect the cooking skills, it is the opposite, although the cooking skills have reached a very high attainment, but the mental skills are not correct, the cooking skills are regarded as a killing, the kitchen is regarded as a killing battlefield, the cooking skills are regarded as the art of killing, is this still a chef? This is a killer, is the devil terminator!

I dodged the cook's blow and flew into the air, the cook was shocked, but then cooled down, and said: "You are worthy of being a person who can fight with me, and you can still fly, but if you are only capable of this, I still have a way to knock you down......!

He smiled brightly, smiling like that without any regard for my feelings, if it weren't for his special ability, I would have flown over and dismantled him to pieces!

Birdman without wings...... Hehe, this analogy is quite appropriate, but the insult is a bit strong, okay, I won't bother with you at this time, wait for you to show your flaws for a while, and see that I don't interrupt your dog's mouth...... No, doglegs!

No, no, he must have his purpose in saying this, yes, he is luring me into being fooled, trying to use the method of agitation to make me fall from the sky, just ask, how can I fall into your kid's hands?

"Hehe, I know you're jealous, you sharp-tongued groundhog......" I replied unceremoniously.

This sentence did annoy him, my analogy is much more appropriate than his, from above, his image really looks like a groundhog, but I have never seen such a fat groundhog.

I saw the cook snort, and immediately held the boning knife in his hand tightly, scrambled it behind him, and then threw it fiercely towards the sky, a cold light, reflected by the light of the street lamp, it was cold, and in a flash, the knife went straight to my side.

When it was too late, I put the dagger in my hand across my chest, and without thinking too much, the abundant demonic power was instantly injected into the dagger itself, and the strength of the dagger was immediately strengthened a lot.

"Phew!"

A metal clangling sound came to my ears, and the boning knife slammed into the dagger, and my account was also numb, so I took advantage of the opportunity to push the boning knife and rebounded back to the fat cook, between which the fat cook reached out and drew an arc, caught the boning knife, and then turned around to dissolve the impact of the boning knife.

The fat cook took the boning knife in his hand in front of his eyes and took a closer look, and it was a little different from the situation before the launch—there was an extra gap.

The fat cook's brows were twisted, and he stroked it left and right on his blade, and in distress, he handed the knife in his left hand to his right hand, and his right hand immediately condensed the 'power of fire'.

Yes, what cook doesn't feel sorry for his kitchenware? Even if he is a heinous and evil cook, he also feels sorry for his friend and partner with a humanized design concept - cold weapons.

For this reason, the fat chef is also worth admiring, but this is the only thing that can be appreciated.

When the dagger touched the boning knife, it had been corroded by the 'Ice Pole Power' attached to the boning knife, and the dagger was also rendered with a thick white color, and when I touched it with my fingers, my fingers were also frozen purple, which shows how terrifying this 'Ice Pole Power' is!

The next moment, the red mist of the fat cook who had condensed the 'power of fire' permeated his right arm, and gradually swam to the blade of the boning knife, and little by little, the gap on the boning knife that had been hit by my dagger was slowly filled by the iron elements of other parts of the knife, and in a few moments, the edge of the boning knife reappeared, no less than the previous state, and even more so.

The fat cook grinned, as if the 'bereaved' expression of pain had never been seen before, and gradually walked towards me with a knife as red as a flame in his right hand.

I softened, rubbed the hoarfrost off my dagger against my jeans, and stared at it again.

I thought, I'd better go down, it's not my style to hide like this, and in this way, I can only fight a protracted battle, and end the fat man in front of me a little faster, but there is a boss-level character in it, and I don't know if Sun Mei can drag the 'brother' back, this side must be quickly resolved.

"I'd better go down to me, you don't have to throw the knife away again, how about we have a hand-to-hand fight?" I told him.

The fat cook smiled weirdly, I'm afraid this is the result he hopes for the most, because in hand-to-hand combat, when I encounter the ability of 'Ice and Fire', I am not an opponent at all, but he has real confidence in his own strength, otherwise he would not have come to this corner with me alone.

I reluctantly fell from the sky, and the demonic power generated under my feet spread randomly throughout my body, and the reason why I was reluctant was because I didn't think of a trick to deal with the troublesome ability of the fat cook, and I didn't want to be made by his ability to make my body look like the corpse lying in the kitchen.

When the fat cook saw me coming down, he walked towards me with a boning knife, his bulky body swaying under the street lamp, and a black and wide shadow loomed over me.

However, this dodge is not the other way to dodge, not to float in the air as before so that it cannot be attacked, but - to use the blue trace.

The wind on his feet was blowing, and the blue mark was immediately launched, like a cannonball, and I bounced at him, but I still didn't dare to clash head-on, once it was touched by his hands, it didn't matter if I sacrificed my clothes, it would be worth the loss to sacrifice my snow-white body.

Yes, you still have to see the opportunity and then attack.

Try to analyze it, it seems that his 'Ice and Fire Bipolar' ability can only be sent out by the hands so far, and there is still nothing unusual about the body, so I think that if you attack, you can attack the chest or the back in relatively vulnerable places, of course, if you can attack the head, it must be excellent.

But will the fat cook give me this chance?

I can't imagine what the consequences would be to fight a fat man with a nimble and 'ice and fire' ability, and if someone faced this world's problem with me now, would it be better?

Of course, this can only be crooked in my mind for a tenth of a second before the fat man can react, and at this time I don't pray that someone will help me.

In addition to having a body of physical skills, as well as abundant demonic power, the skill I can protect myself can only be flying, but once I enter the flying mode, it means giving up the attack, because in the air I have to spend more than half of my energy on controlling the balance, and if I don't pay attention to it, I will fall.

I had no choice but to give up flying, and I had to fight this troublesome guy with my own strength.

I simply shook the fat cook, obviously although the fat cook is very flexible, but the speed is still not as fast as mine, this is also my only capital as a fight against him.

I twitched my elbow and hit him on the back, immediately ten meters away from him, he snorted, flashed forward, although he was about to fall to the ground, but he braked suddenly, his hand was on the ground, and he stood up in front of me, his face was extremely ugly, and he was furious that cut me in half.

The next moment, he wrapped one hand around his back, one hand still in front of him, although this move was a lot funny, but it was an effective move, at least no matter how fast I was, it was impossible to bargain for such a defense.

"Yo yo, are you scared? you slow turtle...... though I knew that this was merely a joke, but I still said it unrelentingly, in order to make him angry, and then let the angry feelings overwhelm his mind and reveal the flaws, and I would defeat him in one fell swoop.

However, what surprised me was that although he was a little annoyed, it was the anger of a normal person and not a mad lion, and it did not reach that kind of level at all, which made me wonder, what was he going to do?

The fat cook's little eyes narrowed, feeling the air around him, and the two hands in front of him and behind him were also rhythmic, these actions were undoubtedly funny and ridiculous to others, but I had a premonition of unprecedented crisis.

Ultimate, it must be a jackpot!

I didn't dare to let my guard down at all, I would have died here if I wasn't careful, I didn't dare to attack it rashly, almost seventy percent of the demonic power was used for defense.

As the saying goes, I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf, I can only use the body to test his bipolar ability, I think, even if it's a big move, as long as the time in contact with the body is not much, it shouldn't cause great harm to the body.

Wrapping shield, is the most used defensive move so far, but also the most durable one, at this moment, my chest, limbs, are already covered with shield, if you look closely, even ordinary people, can see some clues, just look at what kind of move the fat cook is going to launch at this time.

After a stalemate of about thirty seconds, the fat cook exhaled, probably meaning that the big move was brewing, so he raised a finger and said coldly: "I can't solve your words within one move, let it fall!"

Now I am in a cold sweat, reflecting on whether the scolding of him 'turtle' just now is a bit too heavy, but since the words have been spoken, it is impossible to take it back, so it is better to do it again!

"Okay, if I can dodge your tricks, whatever I do to you after that, you'll have to swallow my opinion in my stomach!"

"Okay!" The fat cook snorted coldly, his hands were still the same as just now, feeling the breath of nature, and the rhythm of his hands, but the difference was that one hand in front of him was frosty white, and the other hand behind him was fiery red.

"Kitchen Kills !!"

An angry roar came from the mouth of a fat cook not far away.

Sharp fat cook, sharp moves, suddenly, I was dumbfounded......