Chapter 1833 Where is the knife, where is the knife?
I'm so sorry for believing you!
Are you a loser?
"Come on, come on, I'm not going to eat today, I want to see how much you can eat!" Chehou said with his arms folded in front of his chest, staring at Zhang Fan.
"No, I still choose to go find something to eat! I'm really scared of Zhang Fan." Zhou Jie turned around and ran to the food window of the Italian team, carrying a piece of freshly baked food, and left.
Come back.
Watching Zhou Jie, a madman, take action, countless people on the Huaxia team also swallowed their saliva!
Yes, can Zhang Fan make assumptions at the level of ordinary people?
It can't be done.
Zhanyuan is the best example.
The Great Elder of the Lei Department, because he did not believe in evil and was fucked by Zhang Fan, he was not able to participate in this overseas battlefield.
In an instant, all the food windows were surrounded by a group of people waiting in line.
Seeing this scene, people from other national teams started to mock.
"Haha, what a bunch of losers, they are all grabbing for food, what the hell!"
"Oh, you have no quality at all!"
Hearing this, the Chehou group also became angry.
big eater?
What the hell?
No quality?
Okay, MMP, you are in big trouble today, let me tell you!
Haha, I'm going to see where your quality is after a few hours.
They believe that this group of people are just like them now.
You are all hungry, why are you pretending?
Moreover, in the half hour they watched Zhang Fan eat, his stomach was already in rebellion.
Being hungry is one of the most uncomfortable things in the world.
Moreover, Zhang Fan didn't care at all, it was shameless, they still wanted a shameless face.
Can having a face solve the problem of hunger?
cannot!
Moreover, every portion of the food here is pitiful.
Just throw it away!
Ordinary people, even children, can eat seven or eight servings.
For people with their level of strength, if they want to eat enough, they have to have at least dozens of plates!
Just cooking at this speed, hehe!
There are hundreds of people in their Chinese team, and they can eat for five or six hours, which is no problem at all.
Moreover, in these five or six hours, the digestion is almost complete.
Eat another ten or twenty plates, and you can easily procrastinate for a few hours. Enjoy it!
If I don't starve you bastards to death, I'll write my fucking name backwards.
Time flew by and an hour passed.
However, there was no shortage of people queuing up at the food window.
Almost as soon as I got the food, I started eating it right there.
Then keep lining up!
All of a sudden, people from other national teams couldn’t sit still.
The aroma of vegetables is like poison, corroding their nerves bit by bit.
The most atmospheric thing was that Zhang Fan was explaining the taste of the food while eating, just like a gourmet tasting the food.
"Gulu gulu..."
The sound of stomach growling can be said to be ups and downs.
Many people even covered their stomachs with their hands.
Lanshou, shiitake mushrooms...
At the same time, Fengzi, Guo Qixuan and a group of elders were also a little unable to sit still.
Mom, I'm hungry.
They also participated in the battle.
On the Mingjin battlefield, it was basically elder-level figures like them who were fighting.
Their experiences were exactly the same as those of Chehou and others.
Immediately, Guo Qixuan and the others also walked towards the food window.
At the same time, a group of people in the queue immediately gave up their seats!
"Elder Guo, please!"
"Elder Feng, please..."
"Sensible man, not bad!" Guo Qixuan and others also showed smiles.
Seeing this, the Ming Jin bosses from other national teams were also ready to take action.
Watching that bitch Zhang Fan eat when you are hungry is really suffering.
Especially Zhang Fan's explanation made them want to take off their socks and stuff them into Zhang Fan's mouth.
Immediately, a group of Ming Jin bosses also walked towards Che Hou and the others.
"Ahem!" A middle-aged man stood at the edge of the food window and coughed.
However, a group of people in Chehou ignored them completely.
"Ahem!" The man looked embarrassed and continued to cough!
"Uncle, if you are sick, go to the hospital. This is the canteen!" Che Hou said with a straight face to a group of people.
Want to jump in line?
I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet.
Do I fucking know you?
Go wherever you are to cool down!
"Boy, give way, don't block the road!" One person in the French team's expression instantly turned cold.
"Haha, you have a big face?" Zhou Jie chuckled.
Weren't you pretending just now? Now you know you're hungry?
Starve you bunch of bastards to death!
"Huh? Boy, are you looking for death?" The man's eyes were cold!
In an instant, the aura of Guo Qixuan's group also exploded.
"What? Bullying no one in our Chinese team? You try to touch my people?"
At this time, Zhang Fan fanned the flames and said, "Hey, yo, you want to jump in line? Where are the qualities you promised?"
In an instant, countless people, including Mr. Ming Jin, turned their heads sharply, with murderous aura bursting out from their bodies, and stared at Zhang Fan coldly.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a handsome guy? Damn it, you are not gay, are you?" Zhang Fan laughed evilly.
The next moment, the air around him seemed to freeze.
The murderous intent, as if it were real, was directed at Zhang Fan.
At this time, Zhang Fan took out his cell phone and said: "Mr. Long, help us, there are people fighting for food with us. If we can't grab it, we will beat them. Come here quickly."
??
Long Aotian said hello?
Damn it, how long has it been?
What did you do to the people from other national teams?
Please, just calm down for a while!
At the same time, the expressions of countless people in the cafeteria suddenly changed.
NMB, what are you trying to eat?
What hit someone?
Damn it, believe it or not, if I were on the battlefield, I would blow your dog's head off with one punch!
"Ding, the killing intent from Flambeau is +50,000!"
"Ding, the killing intent from Jeddah Bo is +50000!"
Countless Mingjin bosses, at this moment, their Qilin arms surged.
"Hoo ho ho!"
The sound of rapid breathing also suddenly sounded.
At the same time, Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly flashed.
hey-hey!
How could I forget this time?
With so many Ming Jin masters, the level of hatred will probably skyrocket, right?
In an instant, Zhang Fan took the knife and fork, cut a small piece of foie gras, put it to his mouth, took a deep breath, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Wow, it's cool! The color, aroma, and taste are great.
Said to be the best of the best, it melts in your mouth..."
Hearing this sound, the stomachs of countless people screamed even louder.
"Let's continue talking about this steak. It's medium rare and the heat is well controlled. The most important thing is that the quality of this beef is very good. Look at this meat..."
"Let's talk about this caviar, tsk tsk tsk, the feeling of exploding on the tip of the tongue, and the richness..."
In an instant, countless people from the national team exploded.
Numb, this bitch!
Grass, where is the knife, where is the knife!
I'm gonna chop him to death!
(Good night dogs, the cultivation of immortality is over!)