The strongest biochemical

Chapter 851
Laying down the pan or marrying an ugly bitch?
In front of Zhang Yifei, there are only these two roads. The former road will be fried and become dry, and it will become crunchy when bitten, while the latter road will make life worse than death.

Looking at the oil pan that was already boiling, the oil underneath was surging upwards, and there were thick white bubbles on the surface, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

Not only him, but everyone around him also had goose bumps all over his body.

"One game is more brutal than the next. Who dares to challenge such a project."

"To think of such a tragic competition event, is there someone in the competitive pirate group who is not afraid of the hot oil pan?"

"Cruel, it's very cruel when you think about it!"

Everyone present felt shuddering, thinking of the picture of the living people walking down, the whole person felt bad.

At this time, a man with an inverted triangle shape came out from the members of the competitive pirate group. There are three or two black hairs. The hairs are thin and long. If you have obsessive-compulsive disorder, you will definitely not be able to resist pulling them out.

He came to a frying pan, smiled towards Ling Xiu, and then threw the live mouse he caught somewhere in his hand into the frying pan beside him.

As soon as the live mouse touched the hot oil, it began to howl terribly, its limbs twitched wildly, and ran desperately out of the oil pan, but it didn't struggle a few times before it died, and the mouse corpse was fried to the point of "chih "Chi" sound, constantly floating on the oil surface.

Seeing this picture, everyone couldn't help shivering, because now they can be [-]% sure that it is genuine boiling oil.

Zhang Yifei's face was deathly gray, his eyes were wide open, and he stared blankly at the oil pan.

Shu Yao's complexion was pale and her breathing became heavy.

Even Jiang Haojun, who has always been calm, changed his expression slightly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He is good at resisting ordinary knives and axes, but if he puts the oil in the pan, it only takes half a minute, and he has to follow in the footsteps of that mouse , the body was fried thoroughly.

"Grandpa, who among you is better than me in the frying pan?"

The man with a mole on the corner of his mouth showed two rows of white teeth and laughed. The teeth were very white and his skin was dark. The two formed a sharp contrast.As he spoke, he reached into the hot oil pan, fished out the fried mouse, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it with relish, until his mouth was full of greasy food.

"Damn it, are you fucking on the hook, it's okay to put your hand into the oil pan?" Zhang Yifei yelled.

"My ability is heat resistance, as long as it doesn't exceed a thousand degrees, I can bear it."

The man smiled proudly, and glanced at the oil pan in front of him, "This oil pan is only about two hundred degrees, and it's only at the temperature for me to take a hot bath."

"Neighbor Spicy, you are crazy, take a bath with oil!" Zhang Yifei now knows nothing but scolding his mother.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

Ye Siyan scolded impatiently, then cast a look at the man beside the frying pan.

The man took the order, smiled triumphantly at Ling Xiu and the others, hummed a little song, got out of the oil pan, first put his left foot in, then his right foot, and finally sat down as if meditating, with his hands folded On both sides of the oil pan, the boiling oil reached under his chest.

"He he he...he really went down!"

"Oh my god, what did I... what did I see!"

"Not even afraid of boiling oil, what kind of monster is this guy?"

In the huge square, gasps were heard everywhere, and everyone present felt a tremor from the soul.

Cai Ziyan didn't even realize that the whistle in her hand fell to the ground, she only opened her eyes wide, and looked at the members of the competitive pirate group who had already descended into the frying pan in shock. What she saw and heard today was really subversive. Her previous knowledge of the world.

The man in the frying pan seemed to be enjoying the shocked gazes around him, and immediately said in a high voice: "In this situation, I want to recite a poem."

"Then you chant, hahaha..." The members of the competitive pirate group echoed with a smile.

The man in the oil pan thought about it seriously, and then chanted loudly: "I thought of it, ah... put the oil pan, put the oil pan, I like it, I like it, I want to ask why? Because the oil pan can Take a bath, have fun, have fun, who dares to fight?"

When the hot oil met him, there was no "chi chi" sound from frying live mice just now, but it was very calm, but white smoke rose from the oil surface.

"Good read, let's give the hot dog a quick chirp!"

"The chanting of this poem is very emotional, quite awesome!"

"Everyone applaud!"

The members of the competitive pirate group applauded enthusiastically, applauding the man in the frying pan.

The surrounding people have black lines on their faces. Is this also poetry?This also deserves to be called poetry?Don't you think we have lost all our appreciation?To rhyme without rhyme, to have a central idea without a central idea, it really doesn't make sense!
Ye Siyan is also proud of hot dogs, she looked provocatively at Zhang Yifei, who was already decadent like a dead dog, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, mockingly said: "Zhang Yifei, don't stand still, send someone out quickly, the other oil pan is still waiting there It's on."

"Lao Ye, you, you... you really want to play so big?" Zhang Yifei's expression was quite abnormal.

Ye Siyan let out a soft snort, jumped down from the high platform, and walked up to Zhang Yifei. She was a full head taller than Zhang Yifei, so she seemed to be condescendingly looking down at Zhang Yifei. She stretched out her right index finger to hold Zhang Yifei's chin , flatteringly smiled and said: "Didn't my old lady say that, as long as you agree to marry me, what kind of frying pan is there? This entire competitive island is yours, and we will have our own children in the future. Isn't this kind of life Okay?"

"Ah bah, brother is principled, and he will never give in to you!" Zhang Yifei took two steps back and raised his voice.

Ye Siyan was annoyed for a while, and said coldly: "Okay, since you are so kind, then you should hurry up and get out of the frying pan, and don't waste any more time."

"I...I can't..."

Zhang Yifei said bravely, it is absolutely impossible to let him put in the frying pan, as soon as this person goes in, he will be fried right away.

"You don't want to be fried, and you don't want to marry me, Zhang Yifei, are you trying to force my old lady to be rough on you?" Ye Siyan said angrily.

"I'm coming!" A calm voice sounded.

Ye Siyan turned her head and looked at Ling Xiu. At such a close distance, she was able to see Ling Xiu's face clearly. Her sword eyebrows were resolute, her eyes were calm, and her face was clean. It made people feel very comfortable at a glance. Then she saw Ling Xiu, and after taking a closer look at this time, she couldn't help but have a question in her mind: This face is so familiar, it seems that she has seen it somewhere before!
She calmed down quickly, and said coldly, "You were the one who spoke just now?"

"Yes!" Ling Xiu replied simply and clearly.

"Neighbor Mala, Lao Ling, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yifei pulled Ling Xiu to the back, and reproached in a low voice, "You didn't even fart in the previous two projects, but now you want to stand out, that's a frying pan, big brother, can you stop messing around?"

(End of this chapter)