Calamity Crown

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"He...can dance very well."

Ann lowered her head slightly, thinking of Goethe's dancing posture in the previous two nights, her face flushed immediately, and the indifference in her voice began to dissipate.

"Dance?"

"What kind of advantage is this?"

The female forensic doctor rolled her eyes.

An, on the other hand, smiled lightly, and looked at Goethe on the TV again.

The white shirt really goes well with Goethe.

Especially when dancing.

……

A sneeze!

Goethe, who was making cumin seasoning, couldn't help itching the tip of his nose, immediately covered the seasoning jar, turned his head and sneezed.

After confirming that the seasoning was not contaminated, Goethe took the cumin, chili powder, salt and olive oil to the outdoor barbecue grill.

A lamb, cleaned and eviscerated, was already on the grill.

Pieces of charcoal were neatly placed in the brazier.

As soon as Goethe raised his hand, the fire flashed in his palm, and a ball of flame shot into the basin.

call!

The flames swelled, and the charcoal burned quickly.

Goethe began to grease the mutton.

In fact, roasting such a tender lamb is not the best choice.

Stew is!

Using a huge oven, hang the whole sheep into it, and use the residual temperature of the flame to cook it.

The meat is delicious and juicy.

It's a pity, let alone such a large oven.

The barbecue grill and brazier in his hand are all homemade by Goethe.

Although there was no optimal choice, it did not delay Goethe's joy in the slightest.

Eating is a pleasure!

Making food is also a kind of fun!

When eating and making food are combined, it's double the fun!

Goethe enjoyed such fun.

Even if an uninvited guest came to the door, Goethe ignored him.

The uninvited guest had deep nasolabial folds on his face, a black suit, clean leather shoes, and a businessman-like shrewdness all over his body, but also a little bit of an official's ability.

"Is Lord Winchester's adopted son so rude?"

The other party said coldly.

As if he couldn't hear it, Goethe tore off a piece of roasted crispy mutton, dipped it in salt, and put it in his mouth.

Only the initial taste of meat and salt.

But very delicious.

Then Goethe tore off another piece of mutton.

This time cumin and chili were sprinkled on it.

Different from the original umami and directness, this is a kind of 'match made in heaven'.

Immediately, Goethe whetted his appetite.

He picked up the whole lamb and began to feast on it.

Seeing this scene, the uninvited guest frowned.

"Insanity!"

"Do you think you will be invincible if you kill Bobbit?"

"Even your adoptive father Winchester wasn't so arrogant!"

The uninvited guest snorted coldly.

Then, more people showed up.

At least a hundred people!

These people came from a distant street.

Each one is fully armed.

Their expressions were fierce, with murderous intent in their eyes, and the muzzles of their guns were all aimed at Goethe.

And Goethe?

Still eating roast lamb.

"Do you really think that with a little power, you can do whatever you want?"

"Goethe Winchester, your adoptive father didn't tell you, have times changed?"

The other party sneered again.

Moreover, this time, there was a strong contempt on the other party's face.

"Hand over the things, and I can guarantee your safety."

"Otherwise, you will be judged by the law."

Amid the threatening words, the elite of hundreds of people began to surround Goethe.

"law?"

"What a perfect fig leaf."

"Mr. Bolton, every time you borrow the name of the law, it is the time when I admire the most!"

A voice sounded, and a figure appeared on the roof behind Goethe.

It was a short young man with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing on the roof, looking at Goethe with a smile.

Not just this one.

On the roofs to the left and right of Goethe, two other figures appear together.

On the left is a thin middle-aged man with a snake that keeps spitting out letters wrapped around his arm.

On the right is a person whose whole body is wrapped in a cloak, whose face and gender cannot be seen clearly.

In the large encirclement of a hundred armed troops, a small encirclement appeared around Goethe.

"Jeffrey?"

"Are you going to break the rules you set?"

The congressman named Bolton looked at the three people who appeared, and immediately backed away, and only when he stood behind the heavily armed soldiers did the congressman speak again.

"Aren't the rules set to be broken?"

"Besides, we and Goethe did not violate the rules."

"Instead, ordinary people like you joined us and violated the rules!"

Shorter Jeffrey wagged his finger.

"My people, my guns, are the rules!"

Standing under the heavy guard of his subordinates, this congressman is full of confidence.

"Then why don't you try?"

The short young man was still talking with a smile, but his eyes were full of coldness.

The soldiers beside the congressman immediately raised their guns and took aim.

Both sides are on fire.

The atmosphere began to freeze.

Only the sound of swallowing food remained.

Goethe, who was ignored by these people, was still chewing and eating the roast lamb. When the last bit of meat was eaten, the text that only Goethe could read appeared in front of his eyes——

tomato

[Accreditation reaches 100%! 】

[The main task is completed! 】

[Punishment disappears! 】

[After 10 minutes, it will automatically return to the anchor world! 】

[The countdown begins! 】

……

Seeing the prompt in front of him, Goethe clapped his hands and stood up.

The timing was better than he expected.

It is worthwhile for him to spend all his savings to build momentum for himself.

In this way, he can give it a go!

Goethe glanced at the people around him and smiled.