Apocalyptic Forecast

Something is wrong.

Since waking up in the morning, Huaishi was brushing the recipe with one hand, brushing his teeth with the other, gargling listlessly, and sneezed.

There is a feeling of...something being ignored by oneself, or a premonition of being unable to rest assured.

Perhaps the huge pressure from Guo Shouque made him start to waver, unable to continue facing the game as calmly as before.

Even if he is hired as a tool man, he will definitely fight a fake match in the end. Even if he loses to Guo Shouque, it does not matter and will not change the final result.

But what is incredible is that after witnessing the intensity of the opponent's horror, Huai Shi, who was provoked, still couldn't help but produce a trace of...If he worked hard, he could win the illusion.

Want to win.

Anyone will have this idea, even if you play games to give you heads, you will immediately hang up after harvesting the economy, there is no output, no harm, and even a nanny has four output gold medals, but once you start playing the game, anyone will want to get it. victory.

When she noticed this, Huai Shi had already regarded Guo Shouque as her enemy.

Even if he is the agent of Humber's stinky sister!

Then the problem came.

How can I compete with others on the same stage with my dog-hearted look?

Even with continuous learning and improvement during the competition, the skills and abilities of Magic Cooking have now been qualitatively improved, but they still cannot compare with Guo Shouque, who has been immersed in this way for more than 150 years.

Outside the board?

No, that old guy has always had a mentality of engaging in others, and he might be more slippery than himself.

Even if he dug out his identity from Amber, it might not be impossible to expose him on the spot during the game. After all, the old man didn't look like a gentle and obedient tool person.

Once the interest is up, it is not surprising to do anything frantic.

It's a big deal when the time comes to turn around and kill people. Although there is a high probability that even if you turn around and kill people, you may be blown up, but at least you lose, right?

...I feel that once I start to think like this, I'm already broken.

Huai Shi scratched her head, sat on the sofa, and continued to meditate.

Until Maki wakes up.

"Vladimir challenged me by name?"

When Huai Shi listened to the news she had brought, she was taken aback for a moment, then she couldn't help but laughed and was angry: "This is for fear that Lao Guo will pinch them as soft persimmons, so do you use me as a lightning rod?"

After Maki understood it, she immediately got up: "Since this is the case, then I will let their people go immediately."

"No need."

Huai Shi raised her hand, "Although it would seem a bit mad to say'I don't care,' why not eat the experience pack that is now delivered? I promised them."

Huai Shi is now eager to accumulate more experience and skills before encountering Guo Shouque. This kind of delivery saves him more effort to find, how could he refuse.あ奇奇 Novels 蛧ヤ~7~1~7~(ωωω).qq7(1)

Before, his game and the time of the game of Huaizhi Suzi overlapped, or he did not watch it for various reasons. Now he wants to learn about the strength of this Russian Federation bear.

"So, what about the stakes?"

Huai Shi walked directly to the door and looked at Vladimir's messenger: "Nominated duel, the person who proposes generally has to bet on heavy rewards, right?"

"After being justified by the Astronomical Society, an unregistered black card from Hell Magic Gold Bank has an overdraft limit of about 10 million US dollars.

It can be delivered to you in advance. "

What was taken out of the pocket of the middle-aged man was a card sealed in crystal, which looked simple and crude, just like the one made by black iron.

The inscribed above is the favorite fire emblem of the group of gnomes in the Magic Gold Bank.

The equivalents that pass in the abyss, the funds and quotas stored in it can be exchanged for the crystal of origin at any time, and there are even discounts according to different permissions and gears.

If so, it's not worth mentioning.

Isn't it money?

Who hasn't...

Even if it was Huai Shi, who had been robbed by a black-hearted woman and made him impoverished, he would not take this money into his eyes. Who are you fooling? When he was an ombudsman, he went out to eat black food more than that...

But in Mojin Bank, the black card does not mean VIP.

It is synonymous with taboo service.

Simply put, it is not the amount that can be overdrawn from it, but the ‘fortune’ that is equivalent to the value of the amount of overdraft after tens of thousands of calculations by the dwarf actuary.

In other words, as long as you hold this card...you can enjoy good luck worth ten million dollars at any time.

But at the same time, the price must be paid.

Together with high interest rates.

The back of good luck is bad luck, and good luck overdraft must be repaid through bad luck.

Once used, the unregistered black card will be automatically bound, and the unregistered status will not be restored until the debt is paid off. That is to say, before that, users will maintain a state of drinking cold water and get their teeth choked, and they will be smashed even when they walk on the road, and there may be shells falling from the sky while sitting at home... Not to mention. Qiqi novel first published on the whole network

"All right, mosquitoes are fleshy when they are young, so it's OK."

Huai Shi had a toothache when she saw this.

This thing was completely useless to him, his own luck was changed by the crow so that even his mother could not recognize him, not to mention the interference and influence of the Book of Destiny.

Trying to have such a bit of good luck with this thing might cause some messy chain reaction...

After thinking about it, he accepted it and threw it to Maki.

After seriously instructing her to use it with caution, Huai Shi backhanded her name on the confirmation letter, "So, what about the game time?"

"tonight."

"Yes, it's so decided."

Huai Shi nodded, suddenly feeling the premonition of anxiety in her heart getting stronger.

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In the middle of the night, the imperial chef demon tries out the arena.

When Huai Shi entered the stadium, the entire stadium was already illuminated by the blazing fire, and the passion was pressing.

It's a grill.

The huge grill has already been preheated, and the flame in it is obviously not ordinary, and it can still bring needle-like tingling across a long distance.

The scorching atmosphere enveloped the entire arena.

Take the lead.

Vladimir was naked, wearing only a pair of big pants. Numerous tattoos were constantly overlapping on the layers of muscles. The old and the new fell randomly, and he couldn't even see the original appearance.

"Miss Huaizhi, long time no see!"

Vladimir laughed, hands on hips, and the skull tattoos on his face revealed a layer of joy: "I didn't expect to have a chance to fight you, it's great! I have been looking forward to this day for a long time."

"Sorry, I don't have a hobby of exchanging cooking with wanted criminals."

Miss Huaizhi curled the tattoo of the sword-wielding demon on his shoulder, as well as the detailed Russian text on it.

-Cut off the whistleblower's throat.

In addition... churches, double-headed eagles, human faces, poisonous snakes, demons, and angels... Layers of tattoos and texts that show identity are stacked in a mess on this overly strong body. It makes people wonder if this guy is so burly fit for getting more tattoos...

But there is no doubt that every tattoo is the mark of the Russian Federation gang, and there are even marks and signs of various criminal organizations on the border.

"Don't say that, everyone has a time when they are young and ignorant."

Vladimir patted his bald head: "I have changed my face now, fighting for justice! Miss Huaizhi, do you want to know about our Pacific Rim Association for the Protection of Rare Animals?"

"...Sorry, I'm not interested in animal protection organizations."

The corners of Huai Shi's eyes twitched.

Absolutely, the gang members retired to do animal protection. Is it too creative?

"It's okay, understand and don't suffer, the beautiful ocean-the mother of mankind is calling us!"

"No, I said I'm not interested anymore."

Huai Shi looked at the grill beside him and nodded clearly: "Are you planning to barbecue?"

"Yes, that's right."

Vladimir made no secret of boasting: "But I and the Yarum in the stands are the cooks here who are best at baking ingredients... By the way, spoiler, even though that guy looks like a hippie, What he is best at is Ottoman-style grilled meat, which is warm and conservative. It is really meaningless. I prefer rougher firepower-only the meat that is not burnt or bad is good meat, right? "

When he was speaking, his fingers hit the net on the grill, and when the wire trembles, it made a sharp and thick high-pitched sound like an electric sound~www.wuxiaspot.com~ With the random tapping of a few fingers, the flame was like It was alive, provoked from the steel-like charcoal, gathered into a vague figure, and walked on the grill net.

The electric sound-like tremors overlap each other, and they have vaguely formed a tune.

In the vague melody, the figure condensed by the fire suddenly split into two, and began to squat and dance on the iron net with enthusiasm.

Follow Vladimir.

"Cossack?"

Huai Shi raised her brows and frowned slowly: "This is already considered sexual harassment, right?"

The tune is clearly a folk song from the Russian Federation, "The Goodman". Young people selling goods use brocades and jewelry to lure beautiful girls into the wheat fields late at night to make deals with themselves...

I am afraid that most people's chances of listening to this song come from some ancestor-level cube game, right?

"This is a passionate confession, Ms. Paper."

Vladimir laughed, embraced his arms, and bounced with his legs on the ground with the melody: "Do you feel my strong enthusiasm?"

"Sorry, no, goodbye."

Huai Shi walked indifferently, raised her palm, bent her fingers, and flicked on his grill.

The humming sound was cut off in an instant, the huge grill trembled violently, and the vague melody changed from the enthusiastic salesman to a light tune.

"nutcracker"!

After Huai Shi's finger swept, the passionate Cossack dance on the grill changed, and the pure white fire shrank into a slender figure, whirling wonderfully.

No matter how the phantom light in the other flames chased, they couldn't touch the graceful figure that danced lightly on the grilled net.

"Heh, this is probably licking the dog."

In the stunned sight on and off the court, Miss Caribou smiled pityingly.

Better than heat control?

Who am I afraid of?