Chapter 954

Wu Lai pointed to his nose and thought for a long time. He really couldn't think of where he could see that he was weak?

Didn't these people watch the kitchen god competition? The war between him and Zhou Kitchen God?

Do you still feel weak after watching the war between yourself and Zhou Kitchen God?

"Miss, what you just said is true?" The voice of whirlpool Sasuke came from a ramen stall. His voice was very dignified, and it was obvious that he was not in a good mood.

"Of course." Nod your head.

And the three Bangzi over there also seemed to notice the three people. Stop. The first one should be Bangzi. The contestant's eyes were straight staring at nianbing this time.

The women over there are beautiful, but if every beautiful woman looks exactly the same, who can stand it?

He has never seen a woman like nianbing who looks very natural. Seeing one now makes him not to mention how excited he is.

"Island people? No, Chinese." The man recalled a little before reading what language Bing was speaking.

When he judged that nianbing was a Chinese, the smile on his face became more unrestrained.

"What are the Chinese doing here? This girl looks good." Behind him, two young people suddenly said.

Nianbing frowned. In China, these two guys have been abandoned by him.

The whirlpool Sasuke, who was making Ramen there, looked at nianbing with some worry.

These people are threatening. I'm afraid something will happen to the young lady.

"Be careful, I'll take this woman!" The man quickly shouted at the two people behind him. He also wanted to do something to this woman. As he adjusted his expression, he said to nianbing over there, "Hello, beautiful lady, nice to meet you."

He said this sentence in Chinese, and it was very blunt, which was much worse than vortex Sasuke.

Nianbing raised her eyebrows and said in fluent Bangzi language, "really? But I'm not happy to meet you."

Hearing nianbing's fluent Bangzi language, the three people's faces were obviously embarrassed. It was obvious that their words had just been heard by nianbing.

Wu Lai stared at this guy, and his message appeared in his brain.

Jin Zhengxun, the kitchen god of Bonzi who came to the competition this time, has won the title of kitchen god of Bonzi for three consecutive times, but unfortunately, he is the guy who is at the bottom of the Asian competition every year.

After all, the background of the country of Bangzi is much worse than that of the island country. In addition, the local materials are poor, and the dishes that can be made are limited. Both the breadth and depth are completely inconsistent with the kitchen god competition, and there is no way.

However, Wu Lai was curious about where he came from. People in this country have always had honey self-confidence. With ease, Chinese festivals have become Bangzi. Wu Lai does not agree with this famous family.

"How do you know, miss?" Kim Jong Un looked at her with a confident smile. It was easy to deal with a woman, either with an appearance that she could not refuse, or with an interior that she could not refuse. Unfortunately, he, Kim Jong Un, had both of them: "if you can, can I invite you to dinner? I can cook myself. I, Kim Jong Un, the first Kitchen God of Korea."