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Nakiri Kiku glanced at everyone present, and no one looked familiar.

His eyebrows were furrowed, and he seemed to have a good temperament, but he was used to meeting dignitaries overseas in recent years, and had never heard of these people.

Probably some unknown second generation.

Nakiri Thistle thought so.

Modern society is not that mysterious. Once you reach a certain height, you will naturally come into contact with high-level figures. It is rare to encounter the situation where you work hard to climb to a higher level, only to be beaten by unknown people.

Judging from the high status of a chef in this society, Nakiri Thistle's idea makes sense, but it's a pity that he doesn't understand that there are exceptions to everything.

Nakiri Thistle ignored them and looked at Nakiri Erina with a smile:

"My lovely daughter, don’t you miss your father after not seeing him for so many years?"

Erina Nakiri's legs were trembling a little. Even if she got a chat group, even if she strengthened her ability to control fire and sword skills, she still couldn't help but tremble when she really saw Nakiri Erina. There was nothing I could do about it. In childhood, Nakiri Erina left The shadow left on her was too deep to be erased easily.

Nakiri Hisagi once locked her in a room and tasted food all the time. He completely used Nakiri Erina as a tool for tasting food and forced her to point out all the food. Flaws.

If Nakiri Senzaemon hadn't discovered something was wrong and kicked him out, Nakiri Erina might have completely hated cooking, and her character would have had serious flaws.

"If I say that not only does she not miss you, but she also wishes you would die suddenly on the spot, will you die and show it to her?"

The joking voice sounded, Fang Chen came over and stopped in front of Nakiri Erina,

"I can sponsor fireworks to send you spiraling into the sky, side by side with the sun."

Nakiri Thistle frowned, suppressed the anger in his heart, maintained his superficial composure, and asked:

"Who are you?"

"I'm your dad - just kidding."

Fang Chen changed his words when Nakiri Ji's face changed color,

"How can a trash like you deserve to be my son?"

"Poof——"

Kakashi laughed out loud,"I didn't expect the leader of the group to be good at swearing."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu nodded in agreement:"It's a pity that it's a bit vulgar, but it's very interesting."

Ace woke up from his dream, he had fallen asleep while eating just now , looking at the three people confronting each other, flames ignited in his hands:

"Want to fight?"

Shirai Kuroko said:

"Stop it, the game mode won’t hurt anyone, the group leader will take care of it"

"I know you want to stand up for Erina, but this is my family matter, what qualifications do you have to take care of it?"

Nagi Kiriji finally understood that Fang Chen would not accompany him to play the tricks of the upper class, or in other words, would not give him face.

"Do you know who I am? Why don't you give your name and let me pay a visit to your elders?"

The expressions of everyone present became subtle. Not to mention that Nakiri Thistle could not be seen at all, so what if they could see him?

"Do you want to complain to my parents? Say I bully you."

Fang Chen laughed, mocking unabashedly,

"Of course I know who you are. You are Erina's father. Otherwise, are you worthy of meeting me?"

Fang Chen pushed Nakiri Erina to Nakiri Erina:

"Sincerely apologize to Erina and obtain her forgiveness, and I will let you go."

"Group leader, me……"

Nakiri Erina was a little at a loss. She looked at Fang Chen, still a little afraid of Nakiri Erina.

Fang Chen patted her shoulder:"Don't worry, I'll help you get out of the shadow this time."

He said to Nagi Kirito:"It's time to start."

A look of contempt appeared on Nagi Kirito's face, and then he knelt down with a plop. His forehead hit the ground hard.

Tum - the sound was so loud that it even made people wonder if he might have a concussion.

At the gate, Dojima Gin and the Totsuki Ten Heroes who had originally taken refuge with Nakiri Kiku were stunned. what happened? Why is this happening? Even if you really apologize, you don’t need to do this, right?

Shirai Kuroko laughed so hard that he slapped the table:

"Kneel down and kowtow with a look of contempt on your face. It's so funny to me."

Kosaka Kyosuke was a little confused:"Didn't you say that the game mode can't hurt others? Why can the group leader still engage in cutting thistles?"

There is no doubt that this was definitely not done voluntarily by Nakiri Kiku, it could only be caused by Fang Chen.

"Because he is the group leader."

Yakumo Murasaki covered her mouth with a fan,"It's normal to have some privileges."

"maybe. Kakashi said quietly,"Why do you think the group leader will use the game mode? It is free for him to enter and exit the world of group members.""

Fang Chen released his grip on Nagiri Thistle. Nagiris Thistle suddenly straightened his back and hit him again with even greater momentum and speed.

Dong-dong-dong!

After several repetitions, Nagi-Kiriji finally stopped struggling. He succumbed to Fang Chen's violence and unknown means. Even if Fang Chen released his grip, he would not move.

Fang Chen took a piece of cake from the table and placed it in front of Nakiri Ji:

"I know what you are thinking. You think that most people are not qualified to study cooking and are only qualified to be assembly line employees. Now, you are not qualified either.

He pushed the cake in front of Nagi Kiriji:"Come and try it.""

Nagi Kiriji glanced at Fang Chen in fear, not knowing what weird tricks he had, so he picked up the cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

When he took the first bite, he was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face, and then I quickly ate the whole cake, chewed it carefully, and choked many times on the way.

"This is impossible!

He collapsed,"Why can't I taste it?"!"

For a chef, taste is like a second life. You don't even know what the food you cook tastes like. You can only cook based on experience and feeling. No matter how superb your previous skills were, they will slowly deteriorate. Until a table of strange dishes is made

"Not only my sense of taste but also my sense of smell was deprived of me."

Fang Chen said that he had no sympathy for Nakiri Thistle. In this world above chefs, not allowing others to study cooking is equivalent to depriving most people of their right to study in the world of normal people and asking them to work as assembly lines in factories. Just like workers.

They were completely deprived of a platform for struggle.

Fang Chen would not have the slightest pity for such people.

Nakiri Kiku stretched out his hand to catch Fang Chen, but was mercilessly slapped to the ground.

"Give me back my sense of taste and smell!"

"sure."

Fang Chen said warmly, and his words gave Nakiri Thistle a glimmer of hope.

"As long as you work as a manure digger for twenty years, I will restore your sense of taste and smell."

Nagi Kirihisa's body froze, not to mention how fatal it is for a chef to waste twenty years. Go dig out feces? Use these cooking hands to scoop out feces? Then there will be a hotel kitchen that allows him to enter? Yeah!

Fang Chen's words undoubtedly pronounced the end of his career as a chef.