Chapter 881

But if Night Hong avoids the war, will also be looked down upon by others.

In particular, those distributors are likely to be ambivalent.

It's hard to enter, but it's hard to retreat. Night food is forced to the edge of the cliff.

All of a sudden, people think of those reporters and anchors before, and their hearts are cold.

Now this situation is being watched by countless people through live broadcast, which is the most terrible!

After all, the spreading power of the Internet is there.

All of a sudden, all of a sudden disordered, anxiously looking to night Hong.

Ye Hong glanced at fan MingEn who was proud of himself downstairs. His eyes stayed on aridean for a moment.

"Ding! Trigger the entry-level ability to see through the target...

"Ding! See through, target type: master chef.

Objective to be good at cooking: desserts, pastries, Western food, etc.

Cooking style: gorgeous and delicate.

Target weakness: not good at cooking seafood. "

Master chef... This is a little tricky.

Night Hong turned away from the window and walked downstairs.

Just when people thought Yehong was about to go out to fight, they found that he was going in another direction...

outside the night food door, the crowd was still waiting for the news of the night food.

But a few minutes later, the night food is still silent.

Discontent gradually dissipated in the crowd.

"What's the matter? Night food is not the God of desserts, is it

"Hum! It seems that the cooks who eat at night are all turtles with shrinking heads! "

In the live broadcasting room of those anchors, there are even more bullet screens.

[night food, nmsl! 】

[hurry out and press this arrogant foreigner to death! 】

[if night food can kill this force, I will broadcast RI sewer directly! 】

[666666]

seeing the surrounding atmosphere, fan MingEn looked more excited, and kept roaring in his heart: Night sunspot, how can you die this time!

However, his face was deliberately disappointed and said, "well, I thought that night food, as the first restaurant in the food street, could take some responsibility. It seems that fan overestimated the patriotic heart of night food!"

As soon as this word came out, the employees in the night food all turned pale.

After the big cap was buckled off, there was no way out for tonight.

Looking at the empty door, the employees are more and more anxious: where is the store manager?

Ali De'an did not see the night food for a long time. He frowned and went to the night food shop. Facing the gate, he thumbed up and said in raw and astringent Mandarin: "night food, this!

Yan Guo, this

This extremely insulting look and gesture immediately ignited the anger of the masses.

And for the night food abuse voice, also become more sharp and hard to hear.

In the night food is about to be drowned in saliva, a small figure shyly from the night food door out of the head.

"Hi, hi... Good evening, everyone..."

looking at the little girl who suddenly appeared, fan MingEn said angrily: "Pu Yunyue, what are you doing here!?

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that you've become the night spot dog!

Call out your master

Pu Yunyue had a nervous face. When he heard fan MingEn's words, he was very angry.

Cute nose wrinkled together, angry way: "you are the dog, your whole family is a dog!

Fan, our boss said that we don't need him to deal with ALI De'an. We can easily defeat him by Pu Yunyue! "