"Brother, let me ask." The fat bitch swished up to him.

"Are you coming to sign up too?" The registrar looked at Erpang...his physique is not bad at all.

"No, it's not," the second fat man waved his hand with a smile: "I just want to ask the big food king what he ate in the competition?"

"Noodle!"

"Do you want to bring meat?"

"No," the registrar waved his hand angrily: "Young man, if you don't sign up, please give in. There are so many people lining up behind you!"

"hurry up!"

"Get out of the way!"

A group of big men behind him shouted at the top of their lungs, which really shocked Erpang, and he moved away with sweat on his head.

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Tian Guang was sitting in the market management office, holding a copy of Journey to the West and reading with great interest, when unexpectedly a figure flashed past outside.

Old Man Tian smiled and closed the book.

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Outside the theater.

Lu Yuan, the caretaker leader of Qin's bank, was writing some things in his hands at the moment... Looking at the four fat women crawling out of the alley with disheveled hair and looking as miserable as ghosts, he asked with some surprise: "Are they them?

"

"...It seems so." The follower opened his mouth in even more surprise.

Lu Yuan hesitated: "Now that it's like this...should we still do it?"

"Brother Yuan, this is the first time that the young master has spoken to us."

"Fuck! Quick fight and quick decision!"

Lu Yuan thought briefly, gritted his teeth and covered his face with a scarf. Among the onlookers, he rushed forward with a few steps and fiercely grabbed the hair of one of the fat women...!

Amidst the woman's howling like a slaughtering pig, she was roughly dragged into the alley.

The few remaining followers followed suit and dragged the other fat women into the alley, where they were severely punished!

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The square in front of Deyun Building is very lively.

An official held a loudspeaker and said: "All food kings, please come in one after another!"

"Let's go!"

"What the hell are you pushing?!"

"Why are you staring at the labor and management? The first labor and management has decided!"

"Look at your small body?" A fat man next to him looked at him with disdain: "When I get the first place, maybe I can give you a few rewards..."

"Dong dong dong dong!"

The dull footsteps reminded me of a three-meter-tall giant fat man walking dully towards the square alone.

The diners around him were like children, accompanying him.

...

"Aren't you going to take first place?" A diner who was scolded just now said his mouth to the giant fat man over there.

"Uh...Brother, I can take second place." After saying this, the fat diner hurriedly squeezed into the square with his crotch between his legs.

...

Looking at the swarming crowd, Geng Mo remained unmoved.

"Do you have a knife?"

"What?" The old ghost blinked, his eyes full of question marks.

Geng Mo looked at Er Pang, who also shook his head.

"Alas..." Geng Mo sighed, gritted his teeth and said, "You two, hit me, hit me vitally!"

"What is he going to do?" The old ghost stared at Er Fatty with big eyes.

"Injuried!"

The second fat man punched Geng Mo in the chest, and black and gold light flashed on the latter's body!

"Ouch——!" Erpang shook his wrist and shouted in pain.

"I'll do it!" The old ghost who had been treating Geng Mo for a long time smiled and punched Geng Mo in the stomach.

"I'll do it again!" Er Fatty, who didn't believe in evil, went up to him with an electric cannon...!

Three minutes later...

The two fat men and the old ghost were holding each other up and panting like a pug, while Geng Mo looked at them worriedly.

...

"How about... let me try?"

At some point, Zhan Bao and Wang Dan squeezed in front of them.

Seeing the Zhan Bao, the three people present's eyes lit up!

...

Geng Mo sat in his seat with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and finished two pots of vegetable noodles as big as buckets in the blink of an eye.

He felt that the broken ribs showed no sign of recovery. Of course, the food that entered his stomach instantly turned into energy and disappeared, leaving his stomach still so deflated.

Geng Mo raised his hand with a painful look on his face: "Servant, two more pots..."

...

An hour later...

Among the mighty five hundred eating army, there are less than twenty big eaters left, and most of them are struggling to eat.

Two hours later.

Looking at the entire Big Food King Arena, only Geng Mo, the giant fat man, was still humming and eating noodles.

The attendant behind the fat man held a sign that read 27 pots.

And Geng Mo's attendant's sign also said 27 pots.

The only difference is that the originally pale giant man's face turned red and he was swallowing hard, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were like water splashing...

From time to time, the giant man glanced at Geng Mo, who was sitting calmly far away, and then looked at his big belly that was about to explode?

...He couldn't understand why this guy who was as thin as a bamboo pole could eat so much?!

At this moment, Geng Mo was not feeling well. On the surface, he looked calm and calm, but in fact, all his injuries had been healed after eating the last pot.

He actually ate the bowl in front of him...!

At this moment, he regretted very much. Why didn't he let Zhan Bao give him a knife before going on stage???

At this moment, Brother Jin Pei, who was sitting on the first award podium, was really dumbfounded...

The moment he saw Er Pang, Xiong Chao chose to avoid it.

The same goes for Li Jiahong. He stood by the curtain backstage and wanted to further confirm whether the boy named Geng Mo was his former enemy?!

After all, to provoke the merchants for no reason...?

Isn’t he full and has nothing to do?

...

At this scene, all the officials at the scene were also shocked.

In recent years, they have also participated in many Big Food King competitions.

Not to mention the previous ones, last year alone, the highest person only ate 22 pots. This year... is it going to break the historical record of Hyunbo City???

Thinking of this, several officials looked at each other with smiles on their faces. They were also worried that something might happen to the two people on the field...?!

"Ah poof!"

After finishing the twenty-eighth bowl, the giant man's face felt as uncomfortable as a cramp...!

The twenty-ninth basin had just swallowed two mouthfuls when the giant man roared loudly, and the noodles in his throat spurted out several meters away! What was even more frightening was that it was not broken in the middle. If you just look at it, it would be enough.

There are several pots.

"Fuck!" Li Jiahong slammed the table and stood up.

Hearing the movement over there, Geng Mo looked up and felt his stomach churn.

Seeing the remaining soup base in front of him, he gritted his teeth, imagined it as sweet corn soup, and drank it in one gulp...
To be continued...