"And then every time in the Asian competition, one round of tour, bottom?" Nian Bing said coldly in stick language.

Hearing this sentence, Kim Jong Un and the two people behind him changed their faces. This is their psychological pain all the time. They think highly of themselves. They are so far away from the position of the Asian Kitchen God that they are taken away by the Chinese every year. Even these people in the island country are closer to the position of the kitchen god than they are!

"What are you talking about? Mr. Zhou, the World Kitchen God, was born in the northeast of China and has an indescribable relationship with our Korean nation. He is the pride of our Korean nation." Kim Jong Un said without blushing and jumping. Both he and the two people behind him looked extremely proud.

When nianbing heard this, she opened her mouth. For a moment, she couldn't understand how they were so cheeky. She dared to say that Zhou Xing was connected with their stick?!

Seeing nianbing's expression, Wu Lai immediately asked curiously, "what is this guy talking about? Why are you so surprised?"

With that, Nian Bing repeated Kim Jong Un's words to the rogue in detail.

"Pooh..." Wu Lai couldn't help laughing for a moment, and Sasuke, who was entertaining guests in the whirlpool not far away, also shook his hand.

Never seen such a brazen person!

Wu Lai understood a sentence on the Internet.

Never try to wake someone who pretends to sleep.

Wu Lai, who had a faint hostility to some people in the island country in his heart, immediately put hostility on this person.

"Although I am an Islander, I hold high respect for Zhou Xing, the kitchen god, and have always maintained prudence and respect for China, a mysterious country. I have seen all kinds of people in these years, and this is the first time I have encountered such shameless existence." Whirlpool Sasuke sighed subconsciously.

He spoke in island dialect, and the guests heard it clearly, and all asked him curiously.

Whirlpool Sasuke said what he heard from nianbing again.

"These people dare to call themselves Korean people. It's shameless."

"That is, although I don't have a particularly good impression of Huaxia, I have to admit what I should admit. I'm still fabricating unnecessary things, which is ridiculous."

These guests also began to despise these sticks one by one.

"Tell him and suggest that he take back what he just said, otherwise let him know why the flowers are so red." Wu Lai snorted softly and said to nianbing.

These people's words are the biggest insult to Zhou Xing's Kitchen God. Unexpectedly, they say that Zhou Xing has Bonzi blood?!

After reading Bing's message, Kim Jong Un not only didn't have any fear, but also looked at Wu Lai with disdainful eyes: "it's worthy of being a man from a barbarian place. He knows to do it, and he can't even face the reality in the simplest way. Zhou Xing Kitchen God has entered the palace of the highest contribution of our Korean nation, and you are actually unwilling to admit it."

Nianbing is angry and funny now, but after thinking for a long time, it's unnecessary to be angry with such people. It's really stupid. It's so stupid that nianbing thinks that it's a little waste of his strength to start, and dirty his hands.

Just as she was preparing to translate to Wu Lai, Wu Lai had already started, and two silver needles had fallen on Kim Jong Un. At this time, Wu Lai's eyes were slightly cold and ironic and asked, "maybe Chinese traditional medicine is also from the Korean nation?"