Zhang Xiaotian has been here for so many days and has yet to have a good meal. Even the top African food is not something he can get used to. He still thinks the food from his hometown is delicious.
"That's really good. I haven't had a good meal in the past few days."
Zhang Xiaotian said.
When he came to Africa, he disagreed with the food here. It was really far different from the food in China.
"Master, please wait a moment, I will cook right away."
Dao Wushuang dodged and went directly into the kitchen, and soon the aroma of Chinese delicacies came.
As a wizard's residence, it naturally has some special treatment. Chief Char will send some fresh vegetables and meat every day.
When Ina smelled the fragrance, she clapped her hands and said, "It really smells good. What does it smell like?"
"This is our Chinese food."
Zhang Xiaotian said with a smile, "Both Chinese and Western medicine have their own strengths. There is no dispute about this. However, Chinese food is definitely ranked first in the world. This is also undisputed."
Dordo, who had never spoken, said: "Mr. Zhang, I have also eaten Chinese cuisine here. Although it tastes good, it is not as delicious as you said."
"What you eat is not real Chinese food. You will understand this later."
Zhang Xiaotian said with a smile.
Then he called a few people and brought another table into the yard. The one that was cut off by Dao Wushuang was considered scrapped. Fortunately, there was not only one table here.
The seats, bowls, and chopsticks were all placed, and under the moonlight, they ate home-grown food in a primitive African tribe. This was definitely a rare experience.
Dao Wushuang's knife skills are absolutely top-notch. The vegetables he cuts are almost the same size, and the cooking speed is also very fast. Soon seven or eight dishes were served, including meat and vegetables, and a soup.
It's full of flavor and definitely considered a delicacy, and everyone who ate it kept giving thumbs up.
After Ina took a bite, she couldn't stop and kept saying hello.
"It's so delicious. It's so delicious. I've never tasted such delicious food."
Ina looked at Dao Wushuang and praised, giving thumbs up from time to time.
Dordo was also rude. He couldn't use chopsticks well, so he actually ate with a knife and fork. Finally, he saw his house every time and actually ate there with a plate.
"Master Zhang, you are right. This is the real Chinese cuisine. What I ate before was completely rubbish."
Dordo said.
"If it tastes good, just eat it more often. I'll treat you to it again next time you come to China."
Zhang Xiaotian said.
At this moment, there was a bang and the door to the courtyard was kicked open.
Everyone turned around and saw a man walking in with a samurai sword in his hand. This man was none other than the killer, the Western Desert Crazy Sword! "Who are you and why did you break in here without permission?"
Seeing someone breaking in with a knife, several of Dordo's bodyguards immediately rushed over.
As one of the top 100 killers in the rankings, the West Desert Crazy Sword never comes for assassination, but wants to kill his opponents in an honest and fair manner.
This is his self-confidence and arrogance. This is where the name West Desert Crazy Sword comes from. The main thing is madness! He looked at these bodyguards and snorted coldly: "I want to kill Zhang Xiaotian, not you, who kill for free."
I won't do it, so get out of here."
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Those bodyguards were not stupid. They didn't rush over to fight, but they went to touch the guns.
But before they could touch the gun, a blade of light struck them, magnifying directly in their eyes.
The next moment, these bodyguards all fell to the ground.
The West Desert Crazy Sword's sword technique has one characteristic, that is, it is fast, accurate and ruthless.
Just now, this point was vividly demonstrated.
The corner of Zhang Xiaotian's mouth curved slightly. He didn't expect that another killer would come to his door so soon, and he was also a master with a knife.
Seeing that this person was coming towards Zhang Xiaotian, Delia's face turned cold and she was about to take action.
At this time, Dao Wushuang said: "Master, I haven't fought with anyone for a long time. [Bayi Chinese Website www.81zw.info] just happened to improve my strength, and I want to practice with him."
Zhang Xiaotian nodded and said: "No problem, he happens to be a knife user. You can test your knife skills."
Dao Wushuang stood up directly, holding the Tianji double sword in his hand.
Seeing a woman coming out, a trace of disdain flashed across Xi Mo Kuang Dao's face, and he said contemptuously: "Ugly monster, go back quickly, or you will end up like them..." Before he could finish his words, suddenly a sword light struck him.
Coming over to fight, Dao Wushuang chose to take action directly, how could he talk nonsense with him.
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.
When the West Desert Crazy Sword saw this, his expression suddenly changed. He had killed countless people with his sword for so many years, so he could naturally see the sharpness of his opponent's sword skills at a glance.
He did not expect that this scarred woman was actually a master of swordsmanship, and it seemed that her attainments in the art of swordsmanship were not inferior to his own.
He didn't have time to think so much, he held up his knife to resist, rushed over, and fought with Dao Wushuang.
Dang, Dang, Dang! The sound of swords colliding with each other was heard. The more they fought, the uglier the face of West Desert Crazy Sword became.
Naturally, he could see how powerful the opponent's sword skills were, and his sword was actually chopped off.
After a few collisions with the knives, his knife actually lost a section. After finally resisting a few knives, the knife in his hand was only half in length.
Only now did he truly know what it means to be fast, accurate and ruthless.
Dao Wushuang's knife struck the same spot on the opponent's knife every time, and the opponent's knife was cut off in just a few strikes.
"This..." The West Desert Crazy Sword's face looked very ugly at this time. This sword had been with him for so many years and had countless military exploits, but it was actually scrapped like this.
Dao Wushuang glanced at the other party and said disdainfully: "You have this little ability, how dare you come here to assassinate my master?"
After hearing this, West Desert Kuangdao immediately became angry and shouted loudly: "What kind of skill is relying on the power of weapons? If you have the ability, can you try using an ordinary knife?"
"Okay, then I'll give you this chance."
Dao Wushuang put away the Tianji swords and said calmly.
When the West Desert Crazy Sword saw this, he couldn't help but feel happy. Since the other party had put away his sword, what else could he be afraid of?
Defeating the opponent is definitely not impossible.
He pulled out a short knife from nowhere, and with a cold light flashing, he rushed over and stabbed towards Dao Wushuang with extremely strange movements.
But what's surprising is that Dao Wushuang didn't use it, but instead used his hand to strike directly at the opponent.
Everyone looked at it and suddenly wondered, how could she use her hand to remove the other person's knife? Isn't this looking for death?
But when she made the cut, a sharp sword energy appeared and collided with the opponent's short sword, making a sound like a bang.
The next moment, the Western Desert Crazy Sword was chopped off with his sword, and he retreated for more than ten meters before stopping.
"this?
You can actually use sword energy?
How can it be?"
West Desert Kuangdao said with a look of disbelief.
When he saw Dao Wushuang slashing out the sword energy with his hands, he almost frightened him out of his wits.
How could he deal with such a master?
He quickly realized that when encountering such a master, he had no choice but to run for his life, otherwise his life would be lost.