The Ghost Chef

Chapter 289: Final interpretation

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As soon as we made the move, the people from the horse team immediately focused their attention. The tall man was stunned and then smiled coldly, and said to the old sesame seed: "Wu Daotong, I didn't expect you to ambush a helper. You really belong to you!"

The old man squash shook his head and said: "Don't mess with people, this is obviously because you threw the biscuits they gave money to cause trouble, want to blame me? There is no door!"

"You really pretend to be like this!" Although the taller said so, his eyes still glanced at us, followed by Qiao Feng and looked at us, his mouth continued unhurriedly: "These few Although the position is unfamiliar, the kung fu is by no means general. Are they so insightful and embarrassed for us?"

To be honest, when I first saw this grandson picking sesame seeds, I really thought that Ya was jumping in line, because this kind of scene is very common in our school, especially when two gangs of boys come to the cafeteria to have a meal after playing football. Cheerleaders, girlfriends of players, and girlfriends of cheerleaders all the way to passers-by. There are so many menacingly. They will jump in the line regardless of the three or seventy-one-but it seems that there is still a little difference, more than 200 people. What is the reality of eating sesame seeds? They at least have to drink noodle soup. Who can stand eating sesame seeds

Therefore, I regretted that voice after daring to shout, and I was trying to get myself out of the muddy water. It happened that the taller mouth caused trouble-before I could speak, our Dongfang sister had already screamed from the table. He stood up and said coldly: "Who do you think has no eyesight?"

The tall man stalked his neck and said, "Who talks to me!"

"Then you try again?" Sister Dongfang stretched out her hand and grabbed the chopsticks: "Boy, you can try it!"

As soon as Sister Dongfang became angry, the temperature on the entire street dropped by ten degrees, full of endless murderous aura and coercion. The taller suddenly felt that the whole person was hairy. At this time, he no longer dared to raise his eyebrows. "Uh, since it has nothing to do with you heroes, please wait by your side. When we are done, we will definitely serve you a toast with tea, and we will serve it more heartily!"

For someone else, this should be regarded as a hornet’s nest, but what the grandsons stabbed today was not the normal hornet’s nest, but the hornet’s nest of the African Killing Front. It might end if you want two good words-Dongfang Sister doesn’t eat this at all. He raised his eyebrows and said: "Slightly converge, don't always be like owing to you, silly, stunned, stunned, speaking and acting a bit, defeated the general Wu Wu Xuan Xuan's foolishness, martial madness, The time is long, and it makes people respond..."

This string of fluent Northeastern dialects came out, let alone being tall, even Qiao Feng and I were a little dizzy. I blurted out and said: "Hey, Dongfang Sister, you slip in Northeastern dialect, when are you? Have you also played the two-player game?"

"Uh!" Sister Dongfang was yelled by me and found out that her mouth took off in a hurry, thinking about it, she couldn't help laughing: "I didn't pay attention, this is when I was playing live broadcast, there was a girl next to me every day. That’s all when you open your mouth. Listen and learn..."

She paused, and smiled and asked me: "How is it, authentic?"

I raised a thumbs up: "Absolutely authentic, otherwise people would think it was the Changbai Mountain Orion who came out. This is the old and authentic words-just don't know what it means, why would you explain it to me?"

"Let me tell you," Sister Dongfang ignored my grandchildren's attention, and said directly: "The meaning of this is very simple, I will tell you word by word..."

We sang and harmonized here, and we were bored over there and didn’t know what was going on. They didn’t dare to do anything and didn’t dare to go. Someone could not help but mutter: "Big brother, it sounds like cursing us, you have to wait. After they finished speaking, everyone understood. I'm afraid the brothers will not be able to mix up when they go back!"

The taller thought: "Yes, why did I forget this?" So he yelled at us decisively: "You can't kill people, now that we have..."

Before he finished speaking, Sister Dongfang didn't turn her head and just waved her hand. Immediately, countless chopsticks shot out, and a group of people suddenly turned on their backs in the crowd. Countless people were shot holes in the body by the chopsticks in his hand, and blood was dripping--the next second, All the men and horses on the street turned their heads and rushed towards the entrance of the street, holding their heads in their arms!

Sister Dongfang spoke like a pearl. When she explained that passage, she caught them running away from the corner of her eyes. She thought that she was still carrying a heavy burden on her body and left them alone. She smiled until she finished explaining, "I can't think of eating a cake today. I also saved someone by the way, and I don’t know if he is good or bad-why bother, do you think you need to ask?"

Without waiting for me to speak, Qiao Feng said with a wry smile: "Forget it!"

"Uh, why?" Sister Dongfang seemed to be unwilling, turning around and saying: "It doesn't matter if we save a good person, what if we save a bad person, we have to give it—" The words stopped abruptly!

Looking at the old man who sells sesame cakes, I guess because he was standing in a wrong position, so now he has seventeen or eight chopsticks in his body, and he fell on the ground covered with blood. It seems that he has died...

US:"… "

At this moment, I suddenly found a dirty little beggar sitting next to the sesame cake stall, who was picking up the sesame seed that had just been thrown out by the taller, and chewing, but he was holding it in the other hand. A dark thing, it looked like a mahjong tile, but it was covered with saliva and noodle stains, it should be something that was just hidden in the cake.

After seeing this scene, a buzzing sound in my mind suddenly remembered: "Fuck, is this Xuan Tie Ling? Have we met a dog bastard now?"

I didn't hide the eyes of other people in this stupefaction, and after Sister Dongfang, I was so anxious that Shengzhi broke the topic of accidentally stabbing the old sesame cake and asked me directly: "Is there any problem with this thing, why bother?"

I roughly talked about Xuan Tie Ling's affairs, but it didn't seem to arouse much interest from Dongfang Sister and Qiao Feng—this Xuan Tie Ling was just a promise from Xie Yanke, and it only relied on his skill. , It may seem like a master to others, but in the eyes of our Dongfang sister and Qiao Feng, they are a little bit irresponsible, so they just said "oh" after listening, and did not show much interest, attention. Instead, he turned back to the noodle stall: "Boss, our noodles haven't been cooked yet. It's been so long. Did you take our noodles to Meituan again?"

"No, no, you guys, it's already done!" The boss brought the noodles out to us in fear, accompanied by a smile: "Sorry, uncles, I just cooked them up just now, just look at how bad people outside dared to take it out, but I hope uncle Forgive me!"

They happily waved their hands to let the boss go, and then began to eat noodles—what else can I say when I saw this scene, so I had to move the chopsticks and boast casually: "You are truly masters. Not rare..."

I was not half of the emotions, Qiao Feng stood up coldly, and walked towards the biscuits stall as soon as I raised my leg. I choked back with a word, and got out of my nose directly, followed by stomping my feet. I yelled: "I can do something good, just praise you! You kid went to get people and things before finishing talking..."

Qiao Feng turned his head and curled his lips: "Who has taken his stuff? I'm taking sesame seed cakes—you can eat noodles and eat so much!"

Saying that a few biscuits have been taken out of the oven, I took them back apart from anything else...

At this moment, there was the sound of horseshoes on the street again, and we looked at each other, knowing that someone must have come for this mysterious iron order again, so... our speed of eating noodles instantly accelerated, and we snorted vigorously with our heads buried. Eat, race against time and fight for the time with the people who come to grab the Xuan Tie Ling!

Paralysis, they can still eat delicious noodles when they come, so we must speed up!

The sound of horseshoes came so fast, but in an instant, more than ten people appeared in front of the sesame cake stall. Seven of them were dressed in white clothes and pants, and they looked like the same door. Two others came side by side, one black and the other white. Although the colors are different, they are the same couples' outfits. The couple is visually inspected; the last person is wearing a yellow robe, and it looks like they came all the way alone.

The crowd came almost at the same time, looking towards the biscuits stall, and at the same time they found the mysterious iron order in the hands of the little beggar. Before we could finish eating, the ten people had already started playing ping-pong by themselves, restraining each other. While approaching the little beggar, he desperately wanted to go over—this felt a bit of a love triangle, and he was nailing his opponent to death, but he worked hard to drill forward!

I was watching the excitement. Qiao Feng and Dongfang Sister on the side suddenly raised their heads and followed their gazes. I don’t know when someone appeared on the roof opposite, in a blue robe, standing on the roof with big sleeves fluttering and watching. Unexpectedly handsome and strange, Qiao Feng blurted out and made his debut: "●31 Novel App Download Address● Huang Yaoshi, I didn’t expect him to come too!"

"I'm pooh, thank the smoker, and have a relationship with Huang Yaoshi!" I almost didn't spit out a thick sputum, and said fiercely: "Is it okay to have a little bit of vision, not all the princes riding the white horse, you fucking don't Forget Monk Tang!"

Sister Dongfang interrupted, "He also came to get Xuan Tie Ling?"

"I think it's almost the same, you see, this grandson is looking for a chance to start... Hey hey, Sister Dongfang, why are you going?"

Just when Xie Yanke was about to do it, Dongfang Jie suddenly ran out one step ahead of him, suddenly reached out and grabbed Xuan Tie Ling in her hand, and happily returned to the table and threw it at the table: "Here, let's play for you! "

I am completely stunned!

This Xuan Tie Ling is the key prop of the knight, it doesn't matter if my sister gets it back for me, the bastard can be completely ruined in this life!

At the same time, everyone fighting in the field also stopped, Qi Qi cast their eyes on us, and Xie Yanke also settled down, walked towards us in full view, sat next to us and took a few glances. Suddenly said: "Looking at your skills, you shouldn't need to thank someone for help, right?"

Sister Dongfang said proudly: "That's natural, can I give it to my brother for fun?"

Xie Yanke smiled and turned his head to look at me: "If so, can this brother let Xi bring it back? Or, how about you find something for Xie to do?"

I can’t take care of this situation anymore. I can only follow the line of development of Xia Kexing and point to the little beggar directly: "We grabbed this thing from him. I gave him this request. What do you ask him to do!"

The development of the story should be like this. I originally thought that this would make everything right. Who knew Xie Yanke glanced at the little beggar, but he shook his head and refused: "Sorry, this request cannot be transferred, you can only mention it yourself!"

"Why, that's not what I said!" I immediately said anxiously: "Aren't you deceiving consumers?"

Xie Yanke smiled slightly and said indifferently: "It's really not Xie's reluctance. If you don't believe it, you can look at the back of Xuan Tie Ling to see if Xie has the right to refuse."

I hurriedly turned over Xuan Tie Ling, and instantly found a line of small characters on the back:

"The final interpretation right of this Xuan Tie Ling belongs to Xie Yanke."

We: "..." (End of this chapter)