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Chapter Nine I'm Not Hard For You, Let's Fight

"You can do this too?"

"Try or die"

""Professional Counterpart""

"Brother: (⊙?⊙)?"

"Weird: (⊙o⊙)!"

"Big fat fish:=="

"No sketching in the live broadcast room"

Just as the barrage kept flashing in the live broadcast room, a purple thunder suddenly fell.

An evil aura spread from the center of the magic circle.

Each symbol slowly floated up as if coming alive.

The crows around him fell down one by one.

The big fat fish also started to have difficulty breathing.

Ji Changhe quickly inserted the bloody finger into its mouth and rinsed it.

"Gudong..."

Shuogen's Adam's apple rolled, cold sweat dripped, and he slowly took two steps back.

In the center of the formation, among the purple smoke and dark clouds, was a small mountain-like figure.

The huge body can be used to pick teeth with Ji Changhe while swallowing the huge root.

The terrifying aura actually made Ji Changhe feel a little bit cold.

As the smoke dissipated, a frog wearing an apron and a chef's hat, nearly five meters tall and with a mouth three meters wide, slowly appeared.

Its skin is extremely smooth.

The patterns on its body resemble the painfully twisted faces of countless people when they died, constantly trembling as it breathes.

The bulging eyeballs kept turning, as if they might burst out of their sockets at any time.

"Quack."

This soft cry seemed to contain the miserable howls of countless fierce ghosts.

"Fuck this..."

"It's over, it's over, let's play with it, little Celestial Master"

"Barrage protection, barrage protection, barrage protection!"

"Brothers, the cabinet has been moved. I'll get out first."

After the frog came out.

No one dared to say anything about other weird things in the entire restaurant.

Shuogen could only clasp his hands and chant the Buddha's name continuously.

"Such weird..."

The face of the old master in front of the screen also changed drastically.

When he was as old as Ji Changhe, he couldn't even breathe steadily in front of this level of weirdness.

"Unless Changhe is achieved by Chunyang, this is definitely not something he can deal with..."

"And the space is so small, Changhe might even... hmm???"

The Heavenly Master's breath was choked.

During the live broadcast, Ji Changhe not only breathed smoothly.

I also adjusted my phone to take selfies.

Then he turned around, gestured, and took a selfie with the frog.

"Brothers, this is the first time in my life that I have seen such a big frog."

"And its strength is also extraordinary."

He sighed while enjoying the yin energy on the frog and admiring the photos just now.

The chef is worthy of being a boss.

If the other weird things outside are like fireflies.

In his opinion, the chef was barely a candle.

There should be thirty or forty brothers in combat strength.

"Amitabha……"

Shuogen looked at the frog's toes, which were bigger than his head, and shuddered.

This chef is scarier than he imagined...

The most important thing is...

This damn thing was summoned with the help of Ji Changhe!

"Quaa?"

After turning for an unknown number of times, the chef's left eyeball finally landed on Ji Changhe.

His right eyeball rested on Shuogen.

This look is extremely terrifying.

Shuogen could already feel his anger building up.

"You made the wrong dish. I ordered rotten fish sashimi, and your fish is alive."

But before he could think about how he was going to die in front of the camera, Ji Changhe stood on the table with a big fat fish and said.

"Hey, brother, wake up."

Seeing that the fish was about to die, Ji Changhe quickly gave it two more slaps.

I slapped it back alive from the gate of hell.

The poor fat fish opened its eyes and saw two big eyes with a diameter of one meter staring at it.

I was so frightened that I almost uttered words.

"You see, I ordered fresh aged dead fish, and you gave me such a vibrant live fish."

"How do you say this? Ah? You are infringing on my consumer rights!"

Ji Changhe pinched his waist and asked.

Even Shuogen didn't expect that his momentum actually calmed the frog for a while.

His eyes began to move nervously again.

Cold sweat broke out on Frog's face.

The strange patterns on the skin began to stir.

It seemed as if countless innocent souls who had died in vain would emerge from its body in the next second.

I didn’t expect that the weirdness in this game still abides by the rules.

Ji Changhe originally wanted to anger the chef.

I want to test my Chunyang Dacheng strength.

But I didn't expect this frog to be quite reasonable, and I was really confused by his question...

And Shuogen on the side seemed to see hope of living.

Although the combat power of the thriller game is unbalanced, it definitely abides by the rules!

If you use this to blackmail the chef, you might be able to escape unscathed!

His breathing became rapid in an instant, and he was already desperate.

Unexpectedly, this little Taoist priest dared to talk to the big boss like this.

And it really revealed a way out!

"Amitabha! Donor! Give it a request!"

Shuogen said quickly.

Ji Changhe also gave him an OK gesture.

"Just mention..."

With the previous lessons learned, he originally wanted to explain things more clearly to Ji Changhe.

But the chef's eyes immediately turned to him again, causing Shuogen to hold back his words.

But if you think about it carefully, there should be no problem this time.

Now that it's time, he will definitely offer to let us escape unscathed, right?

"It's such a big deal...what if something goes wrong with me?"

Ji Changhe looked back at Shuogen.

Shuogen also gave him a thumbs up.

"Well, I won't make it difficult for you. Let's have a fight and I won't pursue this matter, okay?"

Under Shuogen's expectant gaze, Ji Changhe said calmly.

"What the hell?!"

This request made Shuogen almost bite his tongue.

A fight?

This little Taoist priest is so fucking ignorant!

Do you think this is a toad in your pond?

"Ah! There is also big brother!"

Ji Changhe saw Shuogen reacting so violently, so he obviously wanted to join the fight?

"It's really too cheap for you to fight with me alone. If you add my eldest brother, I won't hold you accountable if the three of us fight."

he added.

Then he gave Shuogen a heart-warming gesture.

"Fuck Amitabha!"

This short sentence exploded in Shuogen's head like five thunders.

It made him dizzy and almost collapsed to the ground.

"No, no, Amitabha, no!"

Shuogen pulled Ji Changhe and shook his head.

This is to kill him...

This frog's shit is bigger than him, right?

"It really doesn't work. After all, it involves food safety issues. It would be too easy for you to just have a fight with us."

"Well, if you fight with me and add two special dishes that are not on the menu, I'll let you go, okay?"

Ji Changhe perfectly understood the meaning of this failure.

Continue speaking with overwhelming momentum.

At this moment, Shuogen had nothing to say.

"Pop."

He slapped the big fat fish twice and simply vented his anger.

"Quack!"

Frog didn't think anything about Ji Changhe's conditions and nodded directly to accept them.

"You should cook first. Don't let my elder brother hit you too hard and make you lose your ability to cook."

"Do it live and I'll watch it live."

Ji Changhe made a gesture of invitation.

"Quack."

The chef was not polite either.

He directly transformed into a desktop cleaning master and threw everything on the dining table into the mouth of the lanky ghost.

Then he took out more than fifty colorful and unknown condiments from his mouth.

Some seasonings are moving, some are shouting, and some are grinning.

"Brothers, thanks to my eldest brother, the chef himself cooks for us."

"Although I don't know what to do, there is absolutely no behind-the-scenes operation. I'll just sit here and watch."

Ji Changhe is also live broadcasting simultaneously.

"So what are the ingredients?"

He looked at it for a long time and saw that there were only condiments and no ingredients on the table.

As if he understood his question, Frog's right eye suddenly stared at Shuogen.

Shuogen was frightened.

But fortunately, it was just a leisurely look.

Because the slender ghost beside him was already actively lying on the chopping board.

Frog doesn't talk nonsense either.

He took out a knife from his mouth and chopped off its head.

After a while, another head grew out of the top of the body.

After slashing three times in a row, the lanky ghostly figure got off the table.

This scene made Shuogen's scalp numb.

It's so easy to cut through all the tricks.

Wouldn't it be easy to cut him in a moment?

And every facial pattern on this frog seems to be telling him something...

This sense of oppression caused him to have hallucinations before his eyes even if he was not careful.

It was as if the patterns on those faces had turned into innocent people who died tragically, wailing and trying to drag them into eternal hell.

It's not just him.

Everyone in the live broadcast room will feel inexplicably cold after watching it through the screen for a long time.

"This trash can is actually a food item?"

Ji Changhe seemed to be the only one in the audience who really cared about cooking.

"You are quite versatile."

He gave a thumbs up to the lanky ghost that had grown back on his head.

It was the one who ordered the dishes, and it was the one who passed the dishes around. Unexpectedly, it was the one who cooked the dishes.
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