While shouting this sentence, Mordred drew circles with his hands down his right shoulder. When he reached the lowest point, he relaxed slightly. He changed his posture and held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and then struck the Wendigo hard with an upward move.

It was split in half diagonally, each fell to the ground and struggled for a moment without any movement.

After killing the Wendigo cleanly with one strike, Mordred shook his hands and dispersed his red sword, and wiped the sweat on his forehead with some exhaustion: "Tsk, it really consumes a lot of money.

If I had known that I wouldn't care, just see if that female fox can continue to sit down."

While muttering, Chen Fan silently raised his hand: "Well... now that the matter is settled, can I go back?"

"Huh? Ah... Of course, let's go, let's go back and continue to enjoy your delicious food. I will be going back soon." Mordred waved his hands impatiently, turning his back to Chen Fan in an extremely chic manner.

said.

Looking at Mordred's back, Chen Fan chuckled silently, took out a small bottle filled with red liquid from the inside of his clothes, and flicked it towards Mordred with his fingers slightly bent: "Hey, take this."

Casually grabbing the small glass bottle that Chen Fan handed to him, Mordred looked at the red solution in it and was a little confused: "What is this? Drinking? But the color is very strange."

Chen Fan rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said angrily to Mordred: "Do you want it or not? It's just something to replenish your physical strength. Anyway, I'm only responsible for giving it to you. You can do whatever you want with the rest! Throw it away or scatter it.

No matter what, it has nothing to do with me!"

Seeing Chen Fan's appearance, Mordred couldn't help laughing: "You guy! Hahaha! It's really interesting. Don't be anxious. I can just drink it, sir?"

Anyway, if there is any problem, the female fox will not ignore it.

While thinking this, he unscrewed the cork of the glass bottle. After smelling the taste, Mordred tilted his neck thoughtfully and drank it all.

Holding the empty glass bottle, Mordred licked the residue at the corner of his mouth: "Well, it actually tastes like strawberry. You are really considerate."

Although he wanted to say that you can regain your strength with just one sip, and you can drink this bottle slowly from now on, Chen Fan still held back the complaints that were about to blurt out, caressed the top of Ye Yi's head and nodded to Mordred, and then

Turn around and leave.

At this moment, the Wendigo corpse that had been split into two by Mordred suddenly moved, causing Chen Fan and Mordred to instantly respond to the enemy: "Damn it, wasn't it both divided into two halves?

?Speaking of which, Mordred, do you understand this thing? It has such characteristics?!"

"Master, if I knew this, I wouldn't be preparing to face the enemy! But your medicine is really useful. My spiritual and physical strength have been restored. Where did you buy this thing? Does it produce energy?"

After much hesitation, he couldn't tell him that the bottle contained an experimental product mixed with his own blood and strawberry juice. Chen Fan decisively shook his head: "It's just a coincidence. Don't even think about mass production. It's impossible.

."

Hearing what Chen Fan said, Mordred turned his face angrily and turned all his attention to the remains of the Wendigo that was trembling just now: "It's weird, why did it move and then not react? Could it be -

-I go!!!"

Amidst Mordred's exclamation, the blue tentacles slowly stretched out from the Wendigo's belly. After a while, the big blue jellyfish looking at the door stretched out its incomplete hat and looked at Chen Fan and

Mordred waved his tentacles: "Guests, I'm sorry to let you see this, but can you help me?"

…

…

A few minutes later, Mordred and Chen Fan couldn't help but have the same thought in their minds when they looked at the big blue jellyfish with only half of its cap left but still alive and kicking.

Chen Fan: It is indeed a jellyfish.

Mordred: Well, it is indeed a jellyfish.

"Yeah~ I really didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen. It really made the two guests laugh. Just now, I was almost dead. Thanks to the two of you for helping me."

Looking at the floating jellyfish, Chen Fan couldn't help but turn his head.

To be honest, I'm surprised you're not dead.

Fortunately, there was a sensible person present. Mordred just waved his hand to express his gratitude to the jellyfish, saying that he didn’t need to take it too seriously: “Don’t take it to heart, there will be other places like this even if we don’t take action.

The most you can do to help is if you die, but the restaurant and everything else will still be there."

Well, this guy can't speak very well either.

The blue jellyfish didn't care about Mordred's words. It trembled its tentacles and let out a burst of ethereal laughter: "Hehehe, the customer is right. After all, it's nothing if I die. It's a big deal if the restaurant is gone."

…

Are there no normal people here?!

Covering his forehead, he went to the door and stood at the blue jellyfish's signal. Before going back, Mordred suddenly reached out and patted Chen Fan on the shoulder: "You are quite a good boy. Although you won't leave any contact information, but

I can foresee that we will meet again in the future, so I have to let you have a good time then!"

Rubbing his shoulders and saying no, no, no, I don't want to have anything to do with a monster-like third-level floating spirit anymore. Chen Fan still forced out a smile and said, "Then, I'll take your word for it."

As soon as they finished saying this, the edges of their bodies were shrouded in a faint blue fluorescence, and then Chen Fan's eyesight went black for a short time. When he regained his vision again, the familiar red carpet appeared in front of him.

He couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart. Just as Chen Fan raised his eyes to see which dish others had eaten during his absence, a heavy body suddenly pressed on Chen Fan's back: "You kid, where were you running before?"

Are you here? Why are you back now? Come on, come on, have some good food!"

He reached out and forced a piece of fried food with no visible ingredients into Chen Fan's mouth. Beria, who was blushing, even pinched Chen Fan's chin with "good intentions" and asked him to chew the food in his mouth for a few times before forcing it into Chen Fan's mouth.

Swallowed.

Trying his best to pull away Beria's hand that was holding his chin, Chen Fan looked around and found that everyone else had fainted and fell to the ground at some point. Only Ticasso on the chairman's seat seemed to have survived.

Disaster.

As soon as he opened his mouth to ask what was going on, Tikasuo stuffed a beef tenderloin-like meat fillet into Chen Fan's mouth, which prevented him from spitting out: "Beria...

...That’s right! Chen Fan, what did you do? You deserve to be punished! Just let you and another person who doesn’t value food not be able to eat in the restaurant tomorrow! Bad—luck!!!”

After slapping Chen Fan on the shoulder several times, Tikasuo looked at Beria drunkenly while he was desperately swallowing the food in his mouth: "You... are much better than your barbarian father! I think highly of you!"

Don’t want to change rooms? It doesn’t take much to open another one!”

Holding Chen Fan's shoulders, Beria shook his head resolutely: "No! Such a person who likes me! Hiccup! I want to stay in the same room with him!"

Chen Fan, who had finally finished the food in his mouth at this time, rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "It's just two old men sleeping in the same room. Why don't you make such a fuss?"

However... these two guys obviously didn't drink, but they were more intoxicated than if they drank too much. I couldn't continue to bear the bombardment of fairy food.

Yoruichi should be fine.

I had even fed her an appetizer before.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan turned his head and looked over his shoulder, only to find that Ye Yi, who was originally staying here, had jumped onto the dining table at some point and was feasting on the leftovers.

Okay, just pretend I haven't thought about this kind of thing.

After eating the food fed by Beria and Ticasso, Chen Fan's brain was also affected to a considerable extent. He vaguely heard Ticasso laughing and saying something: "A long time ago

Your father slapped me in the face, so I'm sorry to target you."

And "If that's the case, then I have to help you, I will arrange a suitable room" and other random and unclear words.

But fortunately, Tikasuo still retained the most basic sense of sanity and knew how to call the waiter to pay for the meal and use his mobile phone to call Octopus Head and ask him to pick up everyone.

With the help of the only sober Chen Fan, Octopus Head pulled a bunch of patients with different mental illnesses into the car without any surprise, and reached the hotel where he was going to stay tonight at a speed of 200 miles.

After getting out of the car in a daze, Chen Fan had just finished telling the hotel waiter who came to greet him Tikaso's name and the current situation in the car, when Chen Fan watched the paramecium-headed waiter in front of him split into two, and then

The two are divided into four, and the four are divided into eight, each supporting the unconscious other person or carrying luggage out of the car.

Sighing that it was indeed a magical place like Imaiji, a sober Chen Fan carried Beria on his shoulders and followed the Paramecium waiter who was guiding him. After struggling for a long time, he finally managed to reach the room.

Smiling, he said goodbye to the Paramecium waiter who helped turn on the lights and put away the luggage. Chen Fan sent Beria to the big bed in the center of the room, which was even more exaggerated than *** International Hotel. He smelled the food residue on both of them.

He had an unspeakable aura and couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Tsk, how can we sleep if we don't take a shower? But we actually sleep on the same bed together... That casual weirdo doesn't make people worry if he drinks too much!"

After knocking down Chen Fan with a knife, Ye Yi returned to his human form and looked at the two people stacked together in front of him and fell into deep thought.

What should I do? I feel like if I leave it alone like this, Chen Fan will be dead when Belia comes tomorrow.

But who told him to say that Belia’s abdominal muscles were stronger than his?!

No, no, no, Ye Yi, calm down, Shao Zai’s life is more important, think of a solution quickly.

After thinking about it, Yoruichi suddenly recalled that Belia said that she grew up in Fuso, and she suddenly snapped her fingers excitedly.

There is a way to save you, Shaozi!

only……

After fanning his nose, Ye Yi felt that Chen Fan's decision at the beginning was right.

We need to give them both a bath first before talking about anything else.

…

…

It was dawn the next day, and Chen Fan, who was lying on the big bed, subconsciously turned over to avoid the sunlight shining on his eyes, then stretched his hands to the left and right and yawned.

Twisting his neck stiffly, Chen Fan saw at first sight a heroic face with scars across his face.

"……ah?"

As if he felt the strange feeling of being touched on his body, his iron-gray eyes opened blankly, and after blinking a few times at Chen Fan opposite him, a sharp scarlet color suddenly burst out.

The next moment, Belia suddenly sat up and looked down at the bodies of both parties. She subconsciously raised her right fist and headed straight for Chen Fan's face.

At the moment when Belia punched him, Chen Fan, who had no time to react, seemed to see the body he had not seen for a long time waving a friendly "hand" to him.

However, when the iron fist was less than three centimeters away from Chen Fan's face, Belia forcibly stopped her hand and closed her fist. She groaned and a trace of dark red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Even so, the ferocious fist wind still swept through the entire room, tearing the sheets, quilts, and even the clothes that were taken off and placed on the chair last night into pieces, causing Ye Yi to scream and hide under the bed, and even almost lost his bulletproof body.

Windows made of glass shattered.

Chen Fan, who was the closest, was naturally not immune. Even though Belia held back her fist at the last moment at the cost of minor internal injuries, Chen Fan's face facing the iron fist was cut with countless small scars, and blood flowed all over the bed.


Chapter completed!