Marvel's Fairy Chef

On the plane flying to Morocco, the two little girls chatted excitedly, while our chef looked pale.

"Master, are you okay? Do you want to eat an apple?" Reina was very concerned when she saw this and handed over an apple.

"Haha, no need." The chef looked at the fruit that Reina handed over. Is this girl going to blow up the plane? Mindy, put this thing away quickly.

"It's unscientific that we can actually get sick on an airplane." The chef rubbed his eyebrows. Ever since he experienced Reina's driving skills, the chef felt inexplicable fear when he saw transportation. How about we go down?

"Sir, are you okay?" The stewardess looked at the pale chef and asked with concern.

"Can you open a window? I'm a little airsick."

Airline stewardess:

"Mr. Stark, aren't you doing this?" At the same time, on Stark's private cargo plane, pc729 looked at Tony who was covered in oil. Are you going to compete or to cause trouble? Let's see if this car can still do it. Is it called racing?

"Isn't it just a small Ark reactor? It's just a little faster than others at most. Racing is about technology. If they are good at it, they can surpass me." Stark looked at the supercar he had modified into a monster with satisfaction. Well, my craftsmanship has improved again.

"Haha" pc729 looked at the autonomous cornering system, autonomous acceleration system, and the strange artificial intelligence subsystem on the sports car speechlessly. Is this still a racing car? If it weren't for the lack of fire in this thing, I would have thought I had met a relative.

"Finally we're here." The chef who arrived at the competition hotel felt like he was almost exhausted. He would have to look for some fairy food to cure airsickness some other day. Brother Nima was already a master at the golden elixir stage, so he had to deal with airsickness. If word spreads, the price will be very low.

"Mr. Fang, we are here to pick up Miss Reina to test the car. Do you want to go and see it?" After finishing the ceremony, Morris and his son knocked on the door of the chef's room.

"If the arena is too far from here, I won't go." The chef rolled his eyes weakly, and he wanted to lie down now.

"Well, you rest, I'll take Master and the others over first." Morris was speechless. Isn't the chef worried about these two lolita? The latter seems to be less than 8 years old. Are you not afraid that they will be abducted?

Fang Jie: Worried, okay, we are a little bit worried, don’t get me wrong, what we are worried about is whether these two lolita will blow up the entire racing field. As for you talking about being abducted, we are just worried. Can say: I hope those traffickers have insurance.

"Isn't this our car god Morris? Why don't you go to New York to play your underground racing and come here instead?"

"Fabolshevik is you." Morris looked at the white man coming out of a racing car. The former was his arch-rival Fabolshevik. It was this guy who broke his own record back then and secretly drugged himself, causing him to be expelled from the team. .

"Your friend" Reina looked at the two grown men who were discharging each other, and she didn't expect that her apprentice had such a wide range of hobbies.

"He is my mortal enemy." Morris gritted his teeth and told the two lolita about his grudge against Fabre.

"Hey, is this your new hobby?" Fabre pointed at Lena and Mindy and said, "I didn't expect that the former bending magician would actually like this kind of style."

"Nana, are there any tomatoes there?" Little Mindy listened to Fabre's tone of voice, and conditionally touched her short skirt with a pair of small hands. However, she didn't touch anything. It seemed that she had left too quickly. I left the tranquilizer gun in the hotel.

"No more. Master took them away just now because he was afraid that we would blow up the racing track."

"Maurice, don't say I didn't give you a chance. Anyway, the game has to wait until tomorrow. How about we warm up first?" Fabre said with a look on his face.

"You" Morris was furious, but he didn't dare to challenge him. This scumbag had problems with his character, but his driving skills were indeed a little better than his own.

"Tell me, what kind of comparison?" Looking at Maurice who dared to be angry but dared not speak, Reina's face darkened. She remembered the instructions of the chef when she first accepted the apprentice. We, who are from the old Fang family, are usually not allowed to cause trouble, but If someone bullies you, put him in two words. If anything happens, your master will take care of you.

Master Morris has been waiting for me for so long, and he will be bullied. As a master, we have to stand up for him no matter what.

"Yes, you agreed." Fabre glanced at the little loli, "Well, Morris has good taste. This loli looks quite delicious."

"Tell me, how do you compare?" Morris looked at Reina, who indicated that he had no problem. Morris smiled, since this bastard is looking for abuse, then I will grant it to you.

"On this track, whoever completes laps first will win." Fabre pointed to the practice track in the distance.

"Okay, we have no problem." Maurice saw Reina nodding and accepted the challenge forcefully.

"Wait a minute, since it's a competition, there should be some bonus," Fabre suddenly said, "Not much. How about paying the other party 100 million US dollars if he loses?"

"No problem, we accepted it, but I want to change the conditions." Reina suddenly said: "Master said, gambling is wrong. Otherwise, the loser will pay one million US dollars in the name of the winner to support the local community." Hope Primary School, how is it?”

"I have no objection." Fabre doesn't care. One million US dollars is really a small amount of money for world-famous drivers like them. They just treat it as a way to build their reputation. In Fabre's opinion, he really has no reason to lose.

"In this case, let me place another bet. Whoever loses will have to eat this piece of pumpkin." After saying this, the little loli took out the chef's latest dish from her small backpack.

"Here, why do you carry such a thing with you?" Morris and others suddenly looked ugly when they saw the pumpkin in Reina's hand, and an unbearable memory came to their hearts.

The enthusiastic pumpkin fairy chef Fang Jie uses mutated pumpkin to cook another spiritual fairy food. Anyone who eats it can't help but sing and dance, let's sway together

The scene of hundreds of people dancing in Bell Manor still appeared in front of Morris's eyes. He was pretty good, he just sang Two Tigers and danced a space dance. My father is miserable. Can you imagine that a fat man weighing more than pounds is singing about the only good thing in the world and dancing to the Pure Land of Paradise? It’s a scene that I can’t bear to look at.

"Nana, why do you still have this thing?" Mindy beside her also had a black line on her forehead. The part where she danced to nobody must not be written by that guy Seventeen. Otherwise, I can send him some of Rena's cherry tomatoes another day, okay, I can have this.

"This is Master's share. I saw that he put it away without eating." Reina saw the embarrassed expression on Mindy's face and thought of the way she danced with the three bears at that time. This Master was too unkind, obviously I knew there would be problems if I ate that thing, but I didn’t remind myself.

Chef: Haha, we have all been embarrassed in front of the cooking spirit. It’s better to be happy alone than to be happy among everyone, right? After all, I knew it would be like this, so why couldn’t I help but eat it? The big chef recalled that he and Ximen were in the space. The way Fubuki danced awkwardly while singing "You are the wind and I am the sand", this part must be deleted.

"Does what she said count?" Fabre looked at the strange pumpkin in the hand of the loli in front of him. The little loli is a little loli. Whoever loses wants to eat the pumpkin. It seems that the little loli is really doing it on this piece of pumpkin. Come on, this bet is really childish and interesting. Forget it, since you are so delicious, we agreed.

"Of course she means what she said." Morris is extremely confident in his master. He is a pervert who can turn into corners at 300 kilometers, okay?

"We'll see you on the field in half an hour." Fabre snorted coldly and turned to leave.

"Wait, let's make a verbal bet like this. What if you lose and don't admit it?" Little Loli spoke up again: "I think it's better for us to write a written agreement."

"Where are you going to get such an agreement right now?" Fabre glanced at Morris suspiciously. Don't you want to delay time?

"Maurice, show this agreement to Mr. Fabre." Reina chuckled and took out a thick agreement directly from her arms. Everyone on the side was speechless. How did you hide such a thick agreement? Also on me is when did you know there would be such a bet? Could it be that the author gave you the script in advance?

If General Ross were here at this time, the latter would definitely say, "This loli is worthy of being the chef's apprentice. This rhythm is perfect to trick Fabre to death."

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