Marvel's Fairy Chef

"Boss, what are you doing? Why did you leave so unclearly? I think today's business is almost done." Niu Er, who returned to his residence, looked puzzled at the boss who was still offering incense to Mr. Guan.

"You know what a p*ss is about you. If I hadn't reacted quickly today, we might not have come back alive." After finishing the incense stick, Li Dashen slumped down on the sofa. Seeing his assistant, he still looked puzzled. Then he explained: "Do you know what the restaurant we went to today does?"

"Isn't a restaurant just a place to eat?" Niu Er was puzzled. What happened to the boss today?

"What kind of restaurant is there? It's clearly the base of a terrorist organization. Have you ever seen anyone who would put so many weapons at home?" Li Guangyuan looked at his stupid assistant with hatred: "I doubt they invited us there today. , basically just to calculate whether their plan will be successful, to trick ghosts based on Feng Shui. Hey, where did these fruits come from? Didn’t I tell you to throw them away?"

"This is a gift from Mr. Fang and the others. I saw it was quite fresh and it would be a pity to throw it away." Niu Er held up a small tomato with a glowing red light. "Boss, these fruits are so strange. They were even twinkling along the way. You want to try something else”

"It's really amazing." Li Dasheng took the tomato and threw it into his mouth.

"Master, you really agree to my expansion." In Fang's restaurant, Uncle Fu looked at his young master with a smile on his face. Unexpectedly, the young master who had always been opposed to his expansion of the arsenal actually relented.

"Yes, I agree. Didn't you listen to what Master Li said? The West is metal, so you need to get more weapons to change Feng Shui." The chef turned on the TV while eating breakfast.

"According to the latest report from our reporter, the cause of the explosion that occurred last night has been completely identified. Evidence given by the police shows that it was suspected to be caused by a gas leak. Fortunately, no one died in the accident. , the only ones injured were the two Chinese Americans.”

"It seems that Master Li really didn't lie. He did not turn off the gas." The chef looked at the two figures who appeared on the news. They were the two Master Li who left in a hurry yesterday. Do your own calculations?

"I hope they are okay." Rogers ate fried dough sticks, while not forgetting to light wax for the master and apprentice to pray.

"Captain, they are not dead yet. What are you doing by lighting the wax? It is very unlucky." Forbes looked at Rogers lighting the wax and crossing himself on his chest. What kind of blessing is this?

"According to witnesses at the scene, it was fortunate that our good neighbor Spider-Man in New York was passing by when the accident occurred, otherwise the tragedy caused by the accident would most likely have been further expanded."

ex{}& "Master, this is what I noticed." P729, disguised as a mobile phone, broke away from the chef's hand, then transformed directly into a small ball, and quickly rolled to the artificial sun: "Sure enough, this is It is the prototype of a fire source. I never thought that in a world with such backward technology, someone could create such an advanced thing."

"Is this the Transformers heart you are talking about, the source of fire?" The chef picked up an iron rod and knocked it against the artificial sun. Isn't it just an iron lump?

"Master, you don't know the birth process of Transformers. In our Cybertron, the birth of every Transformer is inseparable from the source of fire." p729 said with excitement: "Without fire, I am just a liquid metal life. Once I get the fire, I can become a real Transformer, okay?"

"Then how do you use this thing and eat it directly?" The chef looked at the artificial sun that was countless times larger than a second-rate metal ball. How long will it take to eat it?

"I don't need to eat the whole thing, all I want is the core." After saying that, the second-rate metal ball transformed directly into a kitchen knife with the words "No one can compete with the sky, the sword slays the dragon and commands the world": "Trouble Master Help me cut this thing open."

"This is simple." The chef held the kitchen knife, raised his hand and made a "crescent sky rush", and the artificial sun hit by the knife energy was directly divided into two.

I looked at the huge metal ball that had been cut open, and a large amount of transparent liquid and yellow viscous material came out of it. The chef was speechless. The high-tech product that was said to be a high-tech product was just an egg.

"Thank you, Master." The kitchen knife in the chef's hand shook, turned back into a ball, and then quickly rolled into the pool of liquid.

Seeing the second-rate metal ball crazily absorbing the yellow mucus, the chef said, "It's really an egg." He even ate it the same way.

After the chef left with the second-rate metal ball that had eaten the eggs, Doctor Octopus, who came back again, looked at the artificial sun with only the eggshell left and let out a mournful cry: "Spider-Man, you are a thief who stole my eggs, and you and I are incompatible."

"Who is scolding me this time?" Peter Parker, who returned home, was studying hard. He had been so busy doing chivalry recently that he forgot that he had an exam soon. During those few days in the hospital, Ma Dan was teasing the nurse and even forgot to bring his books to review. That damn chef, all of this was his fault.

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