[Comprehensive] I'm thinking about quitting the club every day

Today's tasters have increased.

In addition to xanxus, there is also Ango Sakaguchi who had to come to try it because of my coercion, and self-consciousness, who doesn't need the vanilla ice I called at all.

What I made today is a special assorted vegetable stew with creamy mushroom soup. The dessert is coffee jelly. It will take a whole morning to make a whole set.

Ango Sakaguchi didn't understand me being so busy that I insisted on making recipes and posting food videos every week.

But he didn't say it.

Because saying it will get you kicked with vanilla ice.

Actually, I don't mean anything else. I'm keen on making my own recipes because there are so many things about Peng Lie. If I don't find some hobbies for myself, I can't help but destroy the world, that's all.

Vanilla Ice, the little pervert, still doesn’t wear pants—but it’s purely because I think the barrage will increase if he continues to do this without pants.

Of course, it did.

When he was bragging from the bottom of his heart with his plate in his hand, basically the barrage was all: up your new taster is not wearing pants!

As the only normal person among the three tasters, Mr. An Wu took on the heavy responsibility of making complaints.

"I think that sooner or later, if this continues, your video will turn into a strange comic scene," he said.

It's really exciting for this guy to complain, so let's detain him for another two years.

At the end of the video, I released the list of winners.

Regarding the list of winners, this is actually the case. Last time I said in the video message area that I would randomly select five of the fans who left messages to mail the dried radish I made myself as a fan reward gift.

Ah, among other things, I am very confident in the dried white radish I made myself. It is fragrant and crispy, salty and sweet, and I can drink three bowls of porridge.

I think that passer-by is really lucky. I drew three times, and he was included in the three times. After that, I lost interest in continuing to draw, so I just included him in such a lack of interest.

And I don't know why, among my more than 30 fans, there are actually two winners whose addresses are in Japan.

This can be regarded as fate.

One of them is the "Passerby A" who smoked three times and was there all three times, because of the chicken coop effect, and the other one looks like a housewife-but it is understandable that most of the people who follow my video are Housewives and white-collar youths.

"Kong Tiao Shengzi...Kong Tiao... This surname sounds familiar." I picked my ear with my little finger, "Ace, come here, and help me send these cans of dried radish to the address... Ah, Yours is in the refrigerator, remember to take it later."

"Good sir," he replied.

"Remember to go to Naples or Milan, or Rome, which is farther away. Anyway, don't be in Sicily."

"As ordered."

I wasn't very used to his terminology at first, but when I got used to it... ah, apart from being perverted, easily irritable, and not fond of wearing pants, this guy is actually okay and very obedient.

After sending Ace off, I was still thinking about the familiar surname.

After all, someone who can impress me must be a celebrity.

"Ango, do you have any impression of Kujo's surname?" I asked Ango, who was crackling as I hit myself, and my fingers were almost showing afterimages.

He pushed his glasses, "A famous jazz musician who toured Italy at the Sicily Music Festival half a month ago. Didn't you personally handle that venue?" After he finished speaking, he paused, and added, "Didn't you He was also furious about the local law and order, saying that the music festival, which can bring up the local tourism GDP, also caused thieves and robbers to run around, and the gang from the police station should be dragged out, chopped up their paws, and poured them into concrete statues?"

"Ah... half a month has passed, who remembers such a thing."

"...how the hell did you pass the final exam?"

"I never remember things that don't need to be remembered." I yawned, "Remember to collect the materials, go and approve x's homework..."

Sakaguchi Ango's men were the next to force, and almost tore off the keys of the typewriter.

"I beg you, don't oppress my labor force like this...why don't you let Ace approve it."

"What are you talking about, asking Ace to give x batches of homework, are you planning to kill one of them?"

"I will die too, be beaten to death by Xanxus—or angry." Ango covered his face.

I looked at this poor social animal and let out a long sigh.

"Ango, you have to believe in your dreams."

"This has nothing to do with dreams!"

"What are you talking about, what's the difference between a person without dreams and a salted fish!"

"That's why I said that this thing has nothing to do with dreams!"

Ango Sakaguchi is going to return it, which makes me very sad.

So if you can deduct a few years, squeeze it for a few years.

Because things like "supernatural powers" have been expanded into a kind of combat power, there are clock tower knights in the UK, combinations in the United States, and supernatural organizations such as the Port Mafia and the Supernatural Secret Service in Japan. People are organized with supernatural powers as their combat power - if Pengo Lie wants to continue to serve as the order of the world in such an era of blooming flowers, he must have his own supernatural troop, and the inclusion of mimics is just an experiment.

Talent is still very important, and what I want is not just supernatural beings—powerful illusionists, substitute messengers like Ace, are all within the scope of my recruitment.

Although various clear development routes appeared in my mind involuntarily, but——

I still have no energy.

My height has remained at 17 meters since my 1.6th birthday, and there is no further upward trend, and I am fast now, and my hairline is still screaming at the top of my lungs every day.

——Short height, worrying hairline, kidney deficiency, sometimes I can't help but think that the world should be destroyed.

Then I think that the world will become better after I get married and quit the company, so I gave up this idea of ​​self-defeating and dragging the whole world to sink together.

——Every day, I jump back and forth on the verge of destroying the world, and then I think about it in my head, and I finally lose my motivation.

Until a news came from Egypt that made me unhappy. An archaeological team had an accident, saying that they discovered new ruins during archaeology, but they were ransacked by local bandits and everyone died.

Because something happened, after a long absence, I set foot on this land built on the tomb.

Before I knew it, it had been almost a year since I picked up this little pervert, Ace, back to Pengo Lie.

But this time he didn't come back with me, I left him in Pengo Lie to look after the house.

Coming with me are Ango and Riboun.

Li Baoen squatted on Anwu's head, using him as a means of transportation, and Anwu looked so tired that he was dying.

The reason why I brought Bourne was that I intuitively felt that this trip would not be peaceful, so I brought him purely just in case, to ensure Ango's safety.

After all, Ango is just a weak civil servant.

The place where the archaeological team had an accident was very miserable. Not only were they massacred, but their bodies were also burned. The bodies have been collected by the local police and will be returned to their families at that time.

I surveyed the scene, exchanged glances with Li Baoen, and he nodded.

Yes, it seems that he thinks the same as me, thinking that this is not an attack by gangsters, but the behavior of people in the team.

Bandits don't need to conceal their identities. If they choose to burn all the corpses, the only possibility is to conceal their identities.

However, the local police did not establish a gene bank, and the efficiency was frighteningly low. I could only rely on Ango's ability.

The members of this archaeological team were all searched from Italy, and their identities were backed up in Pengelie, so if the corpses were returned to China, their identities could be confirmed through gene bank comparison.

The only thing that is uncertain is whether they have temporarily found someone because of insufficient manpower, which will be very troublesome.

"Ango, please." I said to Sakaguchi Ango beside me.

He looked at me.

"People who died for no reason in a foreign country have someone waiting for them in their own country. I want to give them back the 'justice' they should have received. Find out the murderer and make him pay the price. "

Ango Sakaguchi pursed his lips slightly.

As if feeling something, he finally nodded, "Yes, boss."

——Are the words I said from the bottom of my heart?

Believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

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Vanilla ice is getting more and more crazy...