superstar chef

With Lancer excluded by the white round smoothness, the little Naiyu looked at the back of Lancer's red-haired head regretfully and said: "Your killing is too heavy."

Lancer hurriedly looked back at the situation of Little Cheese and the others: "Hehe! The little guy is not cute anymore. Discrimination will be condemned by the public."

Little Cheese blinked and blinked, and said in the gap between Lancer's counterattack: "Actually, I don't know who God is."

Lancer raised one hand in surrender, calmly analyzed the situation, and said, "Zhan Yu! You drive, I'm going to the village to support them.

"Okay." Zhan Yu held the bow in one hand and rolled over the seat. Lancer had already opened the car door, rolled and jumped out of the car in a bit of embarrassment and indecentness.

Little Cheese glanced at the figure vaguely appearing at the end of Palm Village: "That...is thin and white and...sucks blood."

Zhan Yu wiped it frantically: "Sanitary napkin?!"

Little Cheese burst out laughing uncontrollably: "No, he's a vampire!"

Zhan Yu's eyes widened, "Little guy, are you sure?"

Little Cheese said calmly: "Pull the bow and shoot him to death!"

Zhan Yu ordered, "With a bow in your hand and an arrow in your heart, shoot!"

Little Lei Ao stopped crying, looked at Zhan Yu with teary eyes, the long curly hair was still covered with crystal water stains, and asked in a worried voice, "Dad, will you be okay?"

"It'll be fine." Little Cheese patted his little head, and Zhan Yu fired a few arrows and stepped on the accelerator to increase his horsepower and gallop away.

Meanwhile, inside the palm grove.

Lancer took off his coat and tore his shirt, sorted out the submachine gun and bullets he got from the trunk of Zhanyi's off-road vehicle, looked at the dense forest not far away, and immediately picked up the Lei Ming Dun put the semi-automatic rifle on his back, and then wrapped the bright yellow bullets around his waist and abdomen, put on the scratched black leather jacket, and smiled with bold peach lips: "Our hunting can start from Never give up halfway!" The bullet snapped into the chamber, and the man was already running to the battlefield where his companions were fighting.

The unmelted snow on Palm Village fell on Wen Renliang's neck, Ziyuan fought back to back with those red men who surrounded them and held guns and ammunition, Wen Renliang's purple pupils were fierce Liu Guang floated, his body rose from the ground, and the bright red sword flower drawn by the silver sword fell from the air, staining his and Zi Yuan's handsome and stern cheeks red.

Zhan Yi jumped down from Murakami, and said coldly: "Quick battle!"

Lancer came at a gallop, bullets whizzed like crazy monsters, and brought those killers who hadn't recovered in time into the abyss of despair.

On the road, the car stalled.

Zhan Yu touched the cold sweat on his face and lay on the steering wheel to pant: "It's out of gas."

Little Cheese nodded: "Oh. Baifeng." He moved his finger, and the crystal bow placed by Zhan Yu on the passenger seat transformed into a beautiful crystal bird in the blink of an eye.

Zhan Yu curled his lips, repeating the words Lan Se said without any surprise: "This is really unscientific!"

Little Cheese picked up Little Leo, and gently wiped away the wet tears on his face, "A man doesn't flick his tears...Be strong!"

Little Leo looked at him in a daze, bit his rosy lips and encouraged himself: "Be strong!"

The gun battle in the distant village was still going on. Surrounded by white brilliance, Little Cheese and Zhan Yu rested their chins on the edge of the broken car window, looking affectionately towards the woods.

"They are really slow!" Qu Yu complained displeasedly, "Are they all embroidered pillows that are not useful?"

Little Cheese comforted him with understanding: "Forgive them, they have too many distracting thoughts in their hearts, so they can't make quick decisions like us and get rid of the enemy."

Layer Yu was silent for a while, then curiously asked Little Cheese: "Why does the little guy have superpowers?"

Little Cheese was stunned for a moment, nodded his little nose and said, "Little Cheese, Tianmai."

Zhan Yu was puzzled: "..." He shook his head and said with a sneer, "Well, anyway, our experience is a bit... well, unusual."

Little Cheese smiled, hugged Little Leo quietly and did not speak.

Superstar's Little Chef Volume 086: Little Cheese [-] Injured Men

Before the fighting men got out of the fierce battle, the strict Pulis and the group of people raised by Zhan Yi came in a mighty car.

After Pulis got out of the car, he politely invited his dear husband and most beloved little gentlemen to get into the well-equipped luxury car. Zhan Yu blushed like a little leopard, and looked at those Shan Yu The bodyguards who came late and wore cold equipment roared: "It's so slow! You have money, don't you know how to buy some clothes to wear? You are dressed in black all day, do you think you are here to sweep the grave?"

The thugs who turned into bodyguards also looked at each other angrily, and said in unison in their hearts: Brat, do you think I would like to wear such clothes!Didn't you have to wear it under the authority and lure of your uncle, the leader of the gangster?

Pulis smiled gently at Little Cheese, and after arranging for his men to go to the village for rescue, he opened the car door and sat on the passenger seat, elegantly took out the PDA from his pocket, and handed it to him with a gentle smile. Cranky angry blond prince.

"After the stock market opened on Wall Street today, the stock of Halston Enterprises fell to the lowest point of the Dow Jones Index. I heard that many people in the board of directors of Halston Enterprises were quite dissatisfied with the decline of the stock, and they withdrew their shares one after another to protect themselves. The current president of Ston Enterprises also fell ill due to the stock drop and was seriously ill and hospitalized."

Zhan Yu took the PDA and glanced at the things on it casually, curled the corner of his mouth and said impatiently: "It seems that my dear little grandfather is dying in the hospital! That damned old man! He really should go to the hospital immediately. To hell."

Little Cheese put his arms around Zhan Yu's shoulders, and said in a soft voice: "He will go to hell, it's just a matter of time."

Zhan Yu smiled brightly, his eyes narrowed, "Dear Mommy, my nagging grandfather, and irritable Zhan Ning, you can sleep well in hell."

It was a chaotic mess, bodyguards wearing black suits and headsets carefully passed over the corpses strewn all over the place, and spread out in all directions in the forest, staring at any place where there was something wrong with the wind and grass.

Lancer, who was hit by a bullet with paint on his arm, looked at the surrounding situation, and after confirming that there would be no further changes, he came to Zhan Yi, who was also scratched by the bullet on his right leg, and handed him a cigarette. Wenren's eyes were full of coldness, and Tong Ziyuan leaned against the trunk of a thick palm tree and breathed out his strength.

Zhan Yi took the cigarette handed over by Lan Se, leaned over to light it, and took a puff. The hair of the man who had always been gentle and refined was messed up by the wind, and a few strands of hair hung down to block his forehead. Added a dash of inhuman cruelty.

"Finally, it's over." Lancer said lazily, exhaling the smoke ring.

The corners of Wen Renliang's mouth curled up, and because of the backlight, the corners of his smiling mouth seemed to continue to mock: "Jedi interception! The strength of the red and black players is not limited."

Zhan Yi said coldly: "The people of the Horston family don't know how to accept as soon as they are good!"

Wen Renliang sank his umbrella for a moment, then sneered and said, "You are not little sheep, are you?"

Zhan Yi looked sideways at him, smiled slightly, extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it out, "Zhan Yu's body... also has the blood of the Horston family.

"Obviously." Wen Renliang rubbed his nose and smiled, "He's not a porcelain doll who is afraid of blood."

Zhan Yi smiled faintly, noncommittal.

Zi Yuan was playing with a Swiss Army knife, when the blade bounced out, Wen Renliang thought that this lunatic wanted to cut off his finger desperately!

"Are your hands itchy? Just wait, you will be able to do it when you get home." He pointed to the dried-up bullet hole in his shoulder blade, and sheathed the bloody silver sword, "Let's go."

Zi Yuan shook her head and looked at him, with a sly smile on her lips, but when he followed Wen Renliang and walked out of the forest, the long eyelashes reflected a beautiful name on his eyelids... The shadow of loneliness.

After a fight, the physically exhausted men got into the car. Pulis received the eyes of his beloved gentleman through the car window, calmly smiled at the little men in the back seat, and shook his black Isolate the car window, "Gentlemen are back, now let's take a step first." Start the car and drive in the direction of the house.

Inside the villa.

Zhan Yi passed out after the shrapnel shot into his left leg was taken out by tweezers under Zi Yuan's spiritual and tormenting Ripper.

Lancer bared his teeth and laughed so hard that his nose trembled, "This little stamina, ha! It needs to be strengthened!"

Little Cheese and Little Leo looked at Ziyuan who was about to fetch shrapnel for Lancer in shock. The two little guys hugged each other to keep warm. The little guy frowned and asked uncertainly: "Ziyuan, you won't repay good for bad, right? You You should be a good doctor."

Ziyuan turned a deaf ear to it, and quickly sterilized Lancer's wound, and then took the shrapnel for him quickly, and said angrily, "Little guy, don't you think you're asking an anatomist who dissects human bodies for a living like this?" Is the family very inhumane?! Huh?"

Little Cheese made a small grimace at him, let go of Little Leo's hand, and ran to Wen Renliang who was asking Pulis to bandage his wound with his bare upper body, and he gently touched the wound with his fingers. Touching the white bandage and gauze wrapped around Wen Renliang's shoulder blades, he blinked in distress and said, "Hold back, it won't hurt."

Wenren smiled without changing his face, "Well, hold back."