Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

One Thousand Four Hundred and Fifty-Five Too many condiments

Jin Si watched Mani's aura getting stronger and stronger.

Let’s go back and ask Piccolo how this was cultivated.

It's actually possible to cultivate such delicious ingredients.

The quantity is just a little less.

Just a delicious spicy crayfish.

If there was only one, would you still eat it?

Jin Si was worried that his appetite would develop, but the crayfish would be gone.

Mani continued to absorb the residual thoughts of sea beasts in the nearby sea.

Cumin, Sichuan peppercorns, sesame oil...

In the eyes of others, Mani is constantly strengthening himself.

But in Jin Si's eyes, he was constantly adding condiments to himself.

Weeks expected to see Jin Si's expression change, such as panic or panic.

But... Jin Si's expression changed.

But it's become a little weird. What's with those appetizing eyes?

What does it mean to keep wiping saliva?

Finally, Jin Si couldn't bear it anymore.

It doesn’t matter if Mani is over or not.

He jumped directly onto Mani.

"You die..." Mani exploded with all his strength, trying to knock the guy in front of him away.

However, his incomparably powerful power annihilated everything around him, but it could not shake Jin Si away.

Jin Si reached out and grabbed a piece of energy flesh from Mani's body and stuffed it into his mouth.

Weeks' expression was filled with surprise.

Jin Si let go of Mani and stood up.

The expression on his face was one of disappointment.

The taste is not as good as expected.

All Mani's power comes from outside.

The flavor of the condiments overwhelmed his own strength.

Jin Si feels,

What you eat is not the ingredients, but the condiments.

"I'll kill you!" Mani was shocked and angry, and rushed towards Jin Si in shame and anger.

Jin Si didn't even look at Mani, and just casually, the air condensed into chains, binding Mani tightly.

This is the end? Weeks was a little stunned.

In his opinion, if it doesn't work out, it will at least take a few rounds, right?

He never expected that the terrifying Mani could be such a novice.

Mani kept struggling, but Jin Si remained unmoved, just touching his chin and thinking deeply.

None of Mani's powers were his own.

That's why the taste is so bad.

"Take it back and make soup for you."

stew? Everyone looked at Jin Si and recalled that Jin Si had just taken out a piece of meat from Mani's body and stuffed it into his mouth.

Both Guiying and Weeks felt that Jin Si was serious.

"Sir... we... there is no such thing in our recipes." Guiying didn't know what Mani should be.

god? Or human?

If it were a human, he would have eaten it before.

He was just afraid of eating bad food.

Because Mani at this moment is probably no longer considered a human being.

"He can make up for your physical deficiencies."

"Since it is your kindness, sir, I will not refuse." Ghost Shadow hesitated and asked: "Sir, then... is our mission completed?"

"Forget it, this thing is definitely not as dealable as it is now."

When Guiying heard Jin Si's answer, he was so moved that he shed tears of happiness.

When did Jin Si become so reasonable and considerate?

This unscientific! There is definitely a big pit waiting for them.

…

Everyone finally went back after gathering.

Weeks follows the ghost.

"Mr. Ghost, that big green-skinned man who appeared before, is he really a god?"

"Yes." Guiying didn't hide anything and had nothing to hide.

"Then...then Mr. Jin is the enemy of the gods?"

Ghost Shadow shook his head: "They are father and son, not enemies."

"This is impossible...Mr. Jin also sneak-attacked Tianshen, and then Tianshen disappeared."

"Don't doubt that his behavior towards the gods is just a routine operation, just like a father beating his son."

Weeks was a little speechless: "He tramples on the dignity of the gods, isn't he afraid that the gods will turn against him?"

Ghost thought for a while, they should have turned against each other.

At least the god must have hated his father.

Anyway, Weeks's worldview has collapsed.

He didn't expect such a bad person to be the father of the god.

Guiying and others were also helpless, because they were the ones who truly understood how terrifying Jin Si was.

So they never had the idea of resisting Jin Si.

Even Weeks was much more honest when he returned to shore.

As soon as I returned to Jin Si's residence, I saw Jin Si holding Mani on the fire for a barbecue.

Of course, whether an energy body can be roasted is worth considering.

But what really concerned them was not how the mani would be cooked.

What they cared about was that Jin Si set up a big turntable next to it.

They already have a psychological shadow on the turntable.

"You are back, come on, come on."

Everyone couldn't move their feet, and they always felt that if they took a step forward, they would be in a big hole.

God...save us.

"Do you still want to recover?"

Everyone came to Jin Si with sad faces and pretended to be happy.

"Mr. Kim."

"Although you barely completed the task today, I still have a lot of dissatisfaction with your strength. With your current strength, it is very difficult to defeat this half-assed pseudo-god, let alone my son."

"Mr. Jin, we will work hard...try to improve our strength."

What they said was that they themselves were very unsure of themselves. How could they beat Piccolo?

The premise is that they can survive this year.

"Don't you have more or less things on your body now? Now you can play this big carousel. As long as you can shoot to that part, you can decide whether to increase or decrease."

Everyone's expressions were even uglier, all areas were covered, and they didn't know any options.

This made their liver tremble, how to play this?

"Mr. Jin...can we not play?"

"Of course, I won't embarrass you for such a trivial matter. If you don't want to play, I won't play." Jin Si said with a magnanimous look.

Everyone looked at Jin Si's expression, but they didn't feel any sincerity from Jin Si anyway.

"Come on, come on, whoever comes first."

Nash mustered up his courage and stepped forward with a sad face: "I'll go first."

Nash threw the dart, and Jin Si asked: "Do you want to increase or decrease?"

"Sir, is there only one chance this time?"

"Only this time." Jin Si looked at Nash with a smile: "Make a decision, increase or decrease."

Nash thought to himself, it is better to increase than to decrease.

"Increase."