The chef's face froze, and then his expression quickly turned gloomy, as if he was about to get angry.
"What's the meaning?"
Fang Ce raised the corner of his mouth and gently grabbed the chef's shoulder with his big hand!
"hiss!"
The chef immediately made a sound of pain and was about to cry out. At the same time, he instinctively resisted, but was firmly clamped by Fang Ce's claws and could not resist at all!
"Shh, don't be too loud. If you accidentally call someone, your arm may be broken."
Fang Ce whispered playfully.
"You! How dare you!?"
The chef was shocked and angry.
"You can try to see if I dare, and see if rescue comes faster, or... your arm becomes useless faster."
Fang Ce's mouth showed a hint of joking, and the strength in his hands increased a little, until the chef's face showed a look of pain.
"You...what do you want..."
The chef's voice became hoarse, fear appeared on his face, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, as if he was enduring severe pain.
"Didn't I say that? I want you to eat all these dishes without leaving any. Okay, let's start. Whether we can save your arm depends on your eating speed.
But remember clearly, not a single bit is left.”
Fang Ce playfully began to slowly tighten his paws.
"You! If you dare to hurt me, you will definitely regret it!"
The chef looked painful and embarrassed and threatened.
However, Fang Ce didn't pay much attention at this moment and just smiled and continued to slowly tighten his paws.
"ah……"
The chef couldn't help but groan in pain, but he didn't dare to delay any longer. He grabbed the food on the table with one hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and quickly swallowed it.
After finishing a plate of rotten vegetables, his face was already very ugly. I don't know whether it was because of the pain in his shoulders or because the food was too difficult to swallow, but he started to retching.
The chef quickly picked up the big bowl of soup that exuded a sour smell and took a big gulp.
"vomit!"
Unexpectedly, it was better not to swallow it. After swallowing this mouthful of soup, the chef almost vomited it out, but he still gritted his teeth and endured the swallowing.
Fang Ce looked at it with a smile and continued to tighten his paws.
The chef seemed to be in pain, and seemed to be afraid of losing his arm. He picked up the dark plate of unknown meat and started to wolf down it.
It looked like I had been hungry for ten days and ten nights, and suddenly I ate something delicious...
At this moment, out of the corner of Fang Ce's eyes, he saw the former apprentice secretly retreating out of the door.
Fang Ce looked at it, smiled and said, "Try walking out of this door."
The preceptor's face froze, and he immediately froze and did not dare to move. The corners of his mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he did not dare to speak.
"Ah."
Fang Ce smiled lightly, ignored it, and continued to watch the chef devouring the food.
"belch……"
The chef's face turned blue and he burped, but he had already finished the plate of dark meat. Then he picked up the bowl of soup, raised his head, closed his eyes, and started drinking it.
Gu Long... Gu Long...
In just a short moment, the large bowl of soup had reached the bottom.
"vomit……"
The chef made a sound of vomiting and quickly gritted his teeth to hold back.
"I...I...have finished eating...there is nothing left...uh...vomit..."
The chef's face turned green and white, and he struggled to speak. Then he quickly covered his mouth and swallowed hard.
The dishes on the table were indeed clean, with no leftovers left at all.
"Well, yes, human potential is indeed unlimited."
Fang Ce smiled and nodded.
It would take the chef less than ten seconds to finish eating these two dishes and one soup.
"But...can you let me go...let me go..."
The chef spoke tremblingly.
"Don't worry, tell me first, is it delicious?"
Fang Ce smiled again and spoke.
"Delicious……"
The chef spoke stiffly.
"Oh... delicious..."
Fang Ce raised the corners of his mouth, moved his hands hard, and there was a crunching sound as the bones broke!
"ah!!!!"
A shrill howl suddenly sounded!
But the chef's right shoulder had been directly severed by Fang Ce!
"Answer me again, is it delicious?"
Fang Ce smiled and said, his big hand already falling on the chef's left shoulder.
"Good...no...not delicious...please...please let the little one go...the little one never dares to do it again..."
The chef spoke in fear and trembling, as if he was afraid that he might have guessed Fang Ce's thoughts wrongly again, or that he was even more worried that Fang Ce had no intention of letting him go!
"Well...then do you know what kind of food my fairy wants to eat now?"
Fang Ce gently patted the chef on the shoulder.
"I know... I know! I know! I will cook a delicious meal for this fairy right away!"
The chef responded quickly.
"What happened!?"
"what happened!?"
There was a burst of noise outside, followed by a series of footsteps.
Soon, Master Luo and others appeared in the courtyard.
"Sir, please help..."
The chef opened his mouth to ask for help.
Fang Ce lightly patted his shoulder and immediately made him shut his mouth, motionless and very calm.
"What happened!? What are you doing!!"
Mr. Luo spoke with a gloomy expression.
"Brother Chef, please do the cooking now. You'd better not get involved in adult matters. Otherwise, you should understand the consequences."
Fang Ce gently patted the chef's shoulder again.
"Yes...yes...sir..."
The chef responded tremblingly and stiffly.
"Okay, let's go. But as soon as possible, if the fairy is hungry..."
Fang Ce patted the chef on the shoulder again, then walked out the door with a smile.
"Yes, yes! The little one will go right away!"
The chef responded quickly, holding his limp right arm, and rushed out the door.
Fang Ce naturally doesn't care about how the chef will cook since he has lost one arm, and how to make good dishes. He only knows that whether the chef can keep his other arm depends on his ability.
"Lonzie! What happened!!"
Mr. Na Luo gave a low drink to the chef.
The chef couldn't help but hesitate in his steps and looked at Mr. Luo: "Sir...sir..."
"Sir, the chef has been ordered by the fairy and is now busy making a good meal. If you have anything to do, just come to me directly and don't make things difficult for others.
Chef brother, time flies by very quickly, but we can’t delay it, don’t you think so?”
Fang Ce crossed the threshold with his hands behind his back, smiling, and came to the yard.
The chef's body stiffened, then he lowered his head and rushed to the kitchen, calling a few apprentices at the same time.
"Who do you think you are! How dare you talk to me like this! You are arrogant! If you commit the following crime, you will know your guilt!"
Master Luo looked at Fang Ce angrily.
"Oh, I am not qualified to confront you, sir, but now I am negotiating with you, sir, on the order of the fairy.
Because the fairy is waiting for dinner now and is not in the mood to pay attention to you, so if you have anything to do, just tell me directly. If nothing happens, just go back to where you are, my lords."
Fang Ce smiled lightly and spoke.
"You!! You're such a ignorant dog slave! I see that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin! I will teach you today what a slave should look like!"
Master Luo suddenly became furious. He stretched out his hands, and a surge of power broke out, but he was ready to cast a spell!
"oh?"
Fang Ce raised the corner of his mouth, and his figure flashed instantly, directly in front of Mr. Luo, and met his eyes!
"you!?"
Mr. Luo suddenly showed a look of horror and wanted to retreat.