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Chapter 276: What Does Death Matter About Me?

Ye Gui's power has been explained before, he can punch people and vomit blood.

Then the same thing happens when you kick it down!

The rolling shutter door immediately made a rattling sound.

It was like a wave that vibrated repeatedly for several times.

"Damn it, I love this power!"

"I wonder if the God of Cookery is so powerful at night!"

"Husband, please use this intensity tonight!"

"???You guys are going to burn yourselves to death sooner or later as you go day by day!"

As Ye Gui stepped down, the people inside also cursed and said, "Who is he?"

He opened the rolling shutter door and Ye Gui said: "The next scene may not be suitable for children, so please don't watch it!"

As the man appeared, Ye Gui kicked him directly.

Damn these bastards!

He actually came up with something so anti-human and even used data to deceive people!

They are really a group of black-hearted traders!

No shame!

More shameless than football!

The man's head was stepped on and he felt a sharp pain in his head.

"Ah, you bastard, what did you do? Come here, someone is making trouble!"

As this person yelled, several security guards came over.

It seems that several of them were involved in this matter!

No wonder it has a dark facade here.

These people are not afraid of retribution for making such shady money!

Ye Gui snorted, showing no fear in the face of the security guards rushing towards him.

He held up his mobile phone and said loudly: "Everyone, please see clearly, these people are black-hearted people who specialize in selling these fried rice!"

not good!

He's live streaming!

When these security guards saw this scene, they quickly covered their faces: "Take his phone away, don't let him live broadcast!"

Several people rushed over and tried to take away the phone. Ye Guifei kicked one of them away.

The remaining people didn't expect Ye Gui to be so strong, so they were startled and rushed out together.

"Ah, Master God of Cookery, be careful!"

"They still dare to beat people, I have already called the police!"

"I live nearby. The God of Cookery is waiting for me. I'll call my grandparents to come over and help you!"

"A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops are coming to meet me, charge me!"

The audience in the live broadcast room was very anxious and shouted loudly, fearing that Ye Gui would encounter some problems!

Ye Gui dodged someone's weapon and suddenly punched him hard.

Those security guards were strong but weak. After being punched by Ye Gui, they fell to the ground and vomited a lot of bitter water.

But it wasn't over yet, Ye Gui hit the two people behind with a set of bastard punches.

Ah da da da da da da!

Two more security guards were knocked to the ground by Ye Gui.

Everyone: "???"

"My God, the God of Cookery is so powerful!"

"Who would have thought that the God of Cookery can also do kung fu? He is so strong!"

Soon, these security guards were all killed by Ye Gui with three punches and two kicks.

Now only the young man is left.

"Boss, don't hit me, don't hit me!"

This young man was in a panic.

"Tell me, what is going on in this place? How did you lie to people?"

Ye Gui said fiercely.

The young man pointed to his mobile phone: "Can you not broadcast live?"

"What do you think?"

"I said, I said, this security manager is my seventh uncle, so I asked him to leave a parking lot for me and use the sign above to attract customers!"

"What about these fried rice? What's this fried rice about?"

The young man did not dare to hide it and continued: "These fried rice are provided by this company. I invested 10,000 yuan to buy these goods. Anyway, I don't need a canteen, just a microwave oven is enough!"

It seems that this fried rice company has the biggest problem!

Ye Gui nodded: "Do you know there is something wrong with these fried rice?"

"I know, I heated up a portion of fried rice before when I was so hungry that I couldn't eat it after I heated it up!"

"Then you still dare to sell?"

"There's nothing I can do about it. I've spent so much money. If I just give up like this, I'll lose everything!"

The young man was very single at this time and thought that he was also a victim.

"Then you call the police. If you eat this stuff, you will die. Do you know that?"

Ye Gui was very angry. He was obviously the victim, but he became the perpetrator.

Real Nima is not a thing!

"Any normal person would not be able to eat this if they see or smell something wrong with it!"

you!

Ye Gui was so angry that he laughed at this man's shameless look!

I really don’t know how he said such words!

"What if it is eaten? This thing is fatal!"

The young man curled his lips: "Then I don't know!"

Ye Gui was so angry that he punched him directly.

The man was punched and flew dozens of meters away, spitting out several teeth.

"Damn, this bastard!"

"It's easy for him!"

"If it were me, I would beat him until his face is full of peach blossoms, otherwise he won't know why the flowers are so red!"

After the young man was beaten away, the police finally arrived.

"Master Cook, don't you have any problems?" they asked nervously.

If the God of Cookery encounters danger in the Fog City, then he will be in trouble!

"I have nothing to do. Please investigate these guys and that company!"

The police comrades expressed their understanding. Seeing the miserable condition of these people, they couldn't help but sigh: "Master God of Cookery, you are so awesome!"

"I thought you were always as kind as the people in the live broadcast room!"

Ye Gui looked at this group of counterfeiters and smiled: "The God of Food is the merciful one, what does it have to do with me, the God of Death!"

Everyone: "..."


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