Death Maniac

Chapter 171 How about you mess with me
"Hey... is that really a human?"

"Isn't this too exaggerated?"

"How many games? Who counted them?"

"Who can count it, so many dishes."

"Tsk tsk, I heard from the back chef that this brat brought a whole sea lion, isn't he going to eat it all?"

"..."

The huge warship canteen was already full of people, but most of these people were not eating, and even those who were eating were absent-minded, and all looked at a certain table with surprise on their faces.

Looking around, I saw that the table was surrounded by stacks of large plates, and the stacks of plates were still getting higher.

Through the gap, I saw that Brother Biao was killing piles of big pieces of meat with an atmosphere of piglets scrambling for food.

"Smell, it's so fragrant!!"

Wu Biao didn't forget to praise while eating. It can be said that he couldn't keep his mouth shut. It's not the fault of Wu Biao, because it was the first time for him to eat such delicious meat.

Whether it is the texture, the strength, or even the taste of the meat itself, it is beyond fragrant.Comparing the meat I ate before with this meat, it can be said that there is no comparison at all...

Moreover, there is absolutely no such a big beast in the world of the god of death. Although Brother Biao wanted to taste Xu's taste more than once, but after Xu was killed, he directly turned into a spirit.

So Brother Biao didn't dare to eat it lightly, after all, he would have to fart to pass, the feeling was too sour, even a pure man like Brother Biao couldn't bear it.

Of course, if it's not a pure man, I don't know.

The sound of crackling bowls and chopsticks was endless, so clear in this noisy cafeteria. Garp and others at the next table looked at Wu Biao very strangely. This kid... won't be overwhelmed to death, right?
Snapped!
He threw another plate casually, and it landed on top of the stack of plates accurately. Wu Biao took another stack of large meat pieces from the side shelf and continued to struggle.

"Tsk tsk, you two should study hard!" Garp said in an appreciative tone.

Although they didn't mention their names, everyone at the table knew who they were speaking to. Kebi and Belumebo looked at each other with some doubts, and then they all looked at Wu Biao.

Bellumebo rubbed his stomach, and said with a bitter face: "Lieutenant General Karp, my stomach really can't support it, and I can't learn his way of eating."

"Idiot, who told you to eat like him." Karp reprimanded angrily.

Kebi observed carefully for a while, and a look of amazement gradually appeared in his eyes, and he asked tentatively: "Lieutenant General Garp, you should be talking about learning this skill of stacking plates, right?"

"Well, that's right!" Garp smiled gratifiedly. Although the potential of these two boys is good, Kebi is much better than Bellumebo in terms of observation and leadership.

Bellumebo looked at it with some doubts, and said in confusion: "What can I learn from stacking plates? If it is accurate, I can easily throw the plate on it."

Karp smiled mockingly and didn't say anything, he directly pushed an empty plate in front of Bellumebo, then pointed to the lowest stack of plates around Wu Biao's body and said, "Try throwing one to me. "

Bellumebo was taken aback when he heard the words, but Keby next to him couldn't help but shook his head.

Although he didn't understand the meaning of Lieutenant General Garp's actions, Bellumebo still obeyed the order, picked up the plate, observed the distance carefully, and then threw the plate out.

Looking at the trajectory, Bellumebo can guarantee that the plate he threw will definitely land on top of the stack of plates, and a smug look suddenly appeared on his face.

However, the complacency immediately froze on his face.

slap...

The plate did land on the stack of plates very accurately, but there was a crisp sound just after it fell, and the plate thrown by Belumeb was directly turned into pieces, and the top of the stack of plates was also shattered. Several of them were smashed.

But it wasn't over yet, there was a crisp sound of clattering, the half-meter-high plate shook a few times, and then fell down, as bad as it could be.

"How... yes?" Bellumebo's face froze, and then he also understood the meaning of Lieutenant General Garp's words. Porcelain plates are fragile, and it is almost certain to be broken if thrown over like this. It is also difficult to maintain balance.

However, among the several stacks of plates that the bald man threw out seemingly at random, none of the plates were broken, and those stacks of plates nearly two meters high did not even shake.

"What a precise control." At this time, some confused people nearby also saw the clue, and they couldn't help showing surprise on their faces, and the mocking eyes they had looked at Wu Biao before became serious. .

Putting a piece of meat into his mouth, Brother Biao turned his head and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I tell you, I won't pay for this stack of plates, and I have no money." After that, he turned his head and continued to struggle.

"Uh..." The corners of Bellumebo's mouth twitched slightly, who said that you will lose money.

"Lieutenant General Garp, how did you do this?" Keby asked curiously.

Bellumebo also turned his head and looked at Karp.

Karp smiled when he saw this, he was not afraid that the team members he had handed over might not know anything, but he was afraid that they would not know how to learn.Therefore, he never refused any questions about the cultivation of the two of them.

"Strength control, in essence, is the control of body muscles. And this little bald head has almost reached the peak of his own control, no matter how hard he is, he can send and receive freely. For example, this stack of plates, if the strength A little bigger, or a little smaller, and the plates will shatter and the whole stack will collapse."

Speaking of this, Karp's tone showed admiration: "This kid is completely a pervert. I have only seen such precise strength control in some middle-aged and elderly men who specialize in physique. But Those people are not as casual as this kid."

Garp looked up at Wu Biao, who was eating madly, shook his head and smiled wryly: "He is still weak now, if one day he reaches my level, even if he is weaker than me, under this kind of control, I will definitely not be his opponent."

As soon as he said this, the pupils of the major generals who hadn't paid much attention to him shrank slightly. As Lieutenant General Garp's confidantes, they who have been following Lieutenant General Garp naturally knew that Lieutenant General Garp Strength.

But at this time, Lieutenant General Garp explained in a disguised form that the kid who seemed to them to have a brain problem, in the future...may be able to surpass Lieutenant General Garp.

In fact, Wu Biao's control over power has always been very strong, but in the world of gods of death, those gods of death can't see it, they only know that this human being's power is terrifyingly strong.

But they didn't know that when Wu Biao first invaded Jinglingting, Wu Biao's strength was at most no match for the vice-captain.However, without opening the Guanyin Fist, those vice-captains were completely vulnerable to Wu Biao. The reason was that Wu Biao could exert the greatest strength in every blow because of his control over himself.

Of course, it's not that those captains of death are not observant enough, but that they cultivate in different directions. Only those in this world, like Wu Biao, who tap their own potential can know this.

"This is also a very good way to train strength, but..." Karp glanced at the two of them contemptuously: "You two should start by stacking stones first, and the plates are also very expensive. Bellumer, After a while, you will stay and help the kitchen clean up here, and brush all the dishes by the way!"

"..." The corner of Bellumebo's mouth twitched, looking at the several snails around Wu Biao's body, he wanted to cry without tears.

"Huh? Why is it gone?"

When Wu Biao’s voice came, several people looked at the table next to them, only to see the chef in the back kitchen was wiping his cold sweat with a towel, and said with a wry smile: “The sea lion you brought, these are all. .”

"It's gone, forget it..." Wu Biao rubbed his stomach, and said with a satisfied face: "I'm [-]% full, and it's not good to eat too much."

"..."

[-]% full?
The whole cafeteria was silent, looking at Wu Biao's flat stomach, where did that sea lion go?
"By the way, how about I snatch this boat, you chefs are messing with Brother Biao, I go to the bottom of the sea every day to catch this kind of sea beast, and then you can help me do it!"

"..." Garp's face darkened when he said this.

(End of this chapter)