Big Monster

Vanessa didn't care if it was hot or not, after all, she couldn't eat a bite.

As for Nagini?

It is impossible for him to be injured at such a temperature of less than [-].

Pick up a cookie from the baking tray and look at this cute little bear.After a moment of silence, Nagini threw the biscuit into his mouth and chewed: "The sugar is 300 grams too much, the milk quality is average, and the mixing time is not enough. Although normal people can't eat it, it still has a slight graininess."

Vanessa, who didn't know where to take out the notebook, carefully remembered the shortcomings mentioned by Nagini, and after confirming that there were no other problems, Vanessa put away the notebook:

"Then I'll bake it again?"

However, Nagini shook his head: "No, that's fine."

There was a flash of hesitation in his eyes, but looking at the seriousness in Nagini's eyes?

Vanessa nodded, she sat obediently beside Nagini.

Time, every minute and every second,

Nagini is eating biscuits, and the frequency is one piece every 5 minutes. Vanessa is free and will bring a carton of milk for Nagini.

I just don't know why, looking at the silent Nagini, he looks like an indifferent robot, but Vanessa can feel the anger and sadness in the other party's heart.

After an unknown amount of time, Nagini swallowed the last biscuit.

He carefully ate the crumbs in the gap between his palms, then got up, looked at Vanessa calmly, and left without looking back.

Looking at the back of Nagini leaving, Vanessa's eyes flickered with hesitation, and finally she gritted her teeth: "You are not Wade's enemy, you should be his friend."

Vanessa had been thinking about this question before. To be precise, Vanessa had this thought at the moment when she dug out the bear biscuit grinder from the kitchen and Nagini pointed out to herself.

If Nagini was Wade's enemy, he couldn't possibly point him out.

You know, after only pointing out twice, my bear biscuits, which can only be used as family snacks, actually taste like a professional pastry shop, and Nagini's third pointing, although Vanessa hasn't tried it yet, it must be Very delicious.

If it is an enemy, the other party will not and cannot point him out.

The reason why Vanessa was sure that Nagini was not an enemy was that after eating the biscuits, Nagini did not lock himself in the warehouse, but just turned around and left.

Obviously, this is not a normal prisoner-captor relationship.

Although he didn't understand why the other party wanted to kidnap him, there were indications that Nagini could never be Wade's enemy!

However, facing Vanessa's question, Nagini didn't seem to hear it until he heard Vanessa pleading to himself: "Please, tell me where Wade is now, tell me where he is. How are you doing now?"

When his body froze, Nagini stopped, turned his head and looked at Vanessa behind him, his eyes met, Nagini sighed, with a complicated look on his face:

"Honestly, I'm quite envious."

Vanessa looked confused, she didn't understand what Nagini meant.

However, when she wanted to ask again, she was horrified to find that Nagini's figure had disappeared.

So he's a mutant?

Chapter 423 Unlucky Egg - Daofand (2/5)

"It is reported that yesterday in a small town in central Poland, someone found the traces of Eric Landsheer. Leaders of all parties in Poland have appealed to the broad masses of the people to remain calm."

"The local police and army have launched a rigorous search to try to prevent him from launching another terrorist attack. Relevant authorities remind the general public that anyone who has information about Eric Lanshere or Magneto must contact the local police! "

"At the same time, the general public is also requested to be careful, because Eric Lanshere is an extremely dangerous figure."

New York, a little-known barbecue restaurant.What was broadcast on the TV was an urgent news break.

There is a lot of discussion about this Magneto King Eric.

Seriously, though, for most New Yorkers, the news wasn't a big deal.After all, it has been several years since Magneto attacked the President of the United States.

Moreover, every once in a while, a president will be assassinated, which is a very normal thing in the United States.

It's none of your business, hang up high.

Although a little indifferent, for most people, this is the truth and reality.

Compared with this legendary mutant terrorist, everyone is actually more concerned about how much their salary is this week, and whether they can smoothly repay next month's credit card.

Of course, the life of an adult is not as boring and sad as imagined.

This kind of topic is very suitable for small talk, and everyone is still willing to discuss it. As for how much nutrition is there?

Whether it's the speaker or the listener, everyone doesn't care much.

Moreover, compared to this well-known topic, everyone is actually more willing to discuss another thing that happened after the meal. For example, there is a two-person booth near the window, and there is one person sitting in it.

The scattered sunlight, through the glass, shines on the other party's resolute face.

The strong short hair, sharp eyes, and the bulging muscles make people feel like a black bear sitting on the deck, exuding a ferocious and brutal aura, which makes people daunting.

On the other side's table, there was a stack of dinner plates.

From the moment this man entered the door, he attracted the attention of everyone present, not only because of his monster-like figure, but also because of his astonishing appetite.

This is a restaurant that specializes in meat, and most of the people who come here to eat are avid meat lovers.And because the smoked meat here is very delicious, it is loved by all kinds of hunks.

Just like the other party, a hunk who ate more than 20 pounds of barbecue in a row?

It is difficult even for a big eater, but just when everyone is curious about how much food this ferocious man eats, is the limit of the other party?

A rough voice came from the kitchen: "Peter, where did you go, you lazy little bastard? The food is almost cold, you little bastard, hurry up and serve me."

However, before the words fell, a clear voice with a bit of helplessness was heard:

"Chef, you forgot, Peter is delivering food."

There was a "snap", as if the palm and the shiny forehead were clapped together.

The chef with a rough voice said annoyedly: "Shet, I actually forgot. There are not enough manpower, Richard, please help."

"squeak"

The old kitchen door made a toothache sound.

A handsome boy of fifteen or sixteen came out of it, with long blond hair and a thin figure. His thin eyebrows made him look a little weak, but his eyes were very sharp.

Wearing a black apron with white cross stripes on it, it looks very delicate, like a talented chef.

And in his hands were two large plates of smoked beef fillet.