Chapter 642 The Second Showdown

I would say the prick is not irritating.

One thing to say, it's really exciting.

Huai Shi panicked when she thought about a ghost-like translucent shadow running around in her bedroom when she fell asleep in the middle of the night.

I simply went to the wrong set.

He has always thought that this world is very fantasy, but he did not expect that it has now developed into a suspense and thriller style.

Why are you already in Yingzhou, and there is still someone inserting a surveillance camera into your heart?

Twenty-four hours of in-depth posting.

Huaishi felt her heart twitch at the thought of a black-hearted bad guy staring at her back and wallet at any time. She couldn't help but tremble with coldness. When would the tool man stand up...

After finishing a set of punches as usual, and just as he was about to add a few more sentences, Huai Shi heard a knock on the door.

With Tongji's unreliable blessing, she hung up the phone.

Ten seconds later, Miss Huai Zhi opened the door with a melancholy expression and stared at the servant in front of her. The servant who came to the door looked at him like a salty fish, and his heart went crazy.

The visitor brought a piece of news that I didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Motoko Waigami's second kitchen demon showdown begins.

In the past two days, the first round of the Kitchen Demon Showdown was not even halfway through, but the second showdown came so unexpectedly. The host of the Satomi family did not hide the reason, and told Maki and Uiji very straightforwardly: Someone challenged them by name, and they could accept it, and the losing party would naturally leave. If you don't accept it, nothing will happen.

As for the party that proposed the nomination, if it loses, it will not only have to pay for its own candidate spot, but also a valuable bet.

Although Qian Huaishi didn't like this, looking at Maki's eyes shining, after thinking about it, she still chose to accept it.

Huai Shi can guess a little bit of the other party's plans.

It's nothing more than sending a pawn here to get a feel for it and see the level of Motoko Kaikami.

Her best skills, her genre, and... her weaknesses.

Among all the cooking demons appearing now, only Motoko Okinami is the most mysterious. She even shook out a glass of ice water from beginning to end, but in the end she defeated the seeded player Kei Fukatsu with a glass of cold white wine.

The style of painting is so strange that I don’t know how many people felt chills on the back of their heads.

I want to know her true level.

Huai Shi was very calm about this.

Because he has no real level at all.

As long as he doesn't touch the most troublesome Kitchen Demon in his mind, he can hit him at will.

This kind of person who is sent out to test the enemy can only serve as cannon fodder and a pioneer. Huaishi doesn't even need to make a move, he can just eat and tire the opponent to death.

By the way, you can also gain some experience points.

And there is still money to take.

Is there actually anything better than this?

Unless the other party doubled the money, Huai Shi felt that it was gone. It's a pity that I didn't wake up to this sooner, otherwise I would have eaten a few more meals from Fukatsu Kei.

With a normal heart, Huai Shi quietly spent the short time before the competition.

To be on the safe side, after making some preparations, Maki and I walked into the huge underground square again under the leadership of the servants.

The atmosphere is still weird.

The last showdown between kitchen demons seemed to have ended not long ago. The aroma of meat that was so strong that it made people breathless enveloped the whole place. Just smelling it made people dizzy.

"Miss Huai Zhi, you are late and missed the most exciting part just now."

Vladimir, the chef devil who was covered in tattoos and as tall as a bear, greeted everyone warmly, as if everyone really knew each other.

Huai Shi immediately looked eagerly towards the field.

Is there anyone who will make a few more copies this time? He will take them back for tasting later...

Unfortunately, there are not. After all, there are only a few kitchen demons as open and young as Gu Zhijian. Nowadays, every one of them on the field hides himself tightly and will never reveal any part of his system unless necessary.

And when they learned that Motoko Oyoshi was about to compete in the next Kitchen Demon showdown, everyone's eyes suddenly became eager, hoping that she would reveal her true identity that did not exist.

I never expected that, apart from being edible, this guy was weak, helpless and pitiful.

Amidst the tangy aroma of meat, the hippie Yarum put away his tools and looked back at Huai Shi who was waiting to come on. He seemed stunned and quickly gave up his position.

His opponent was carried out.

The whole body was bruised, the lips were black, and the limbs were swollen...it didn't look like he was poisoned.

The moment she passed by the stretcher, Huai Shi's brows raised slightly.

Is this...rhabdomyolysis?

It seems to be a sequelae of explosive exercise and fitness, because a large number of muscles are broken, leading to autotoxicity and acute renal failure and other symptoms.

He was very familiar with this matter.

The basic courses of the Orchard Gym were taught as warnings when Mr. Luo taught the basics of fitness. It may be too rare for a sublime to suffer like this.

But what exactly did you eat that made you eat like this? And it happened so quickly...

Huai Shi sniffed the scent of meat that quickly dissipated in the air, and became curious.

The central air conditioner was powerful enough, and it didn't take long for the meaty aroma, which was so strong that it made people uncomfortable, to finally dissipate.

"Miss Huazhi, right?"

From the entrance, a fat man came out.

He was well-dressed, with a carefully groomed moustache, a white chef's uniform, and a rather traditional high hat on his head.

As if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time, his eye sockets were dark and his eyes were swollen and protruding. When he looked at Motoko Uikachi's face, he couldn't help but laugh.

Seemingly concerned, he asked: "It was said to be very lively last night. Did you have a good rest? Can you still continue the duel?"

"Before caring about others, shouldn't you first solve your own kidney deficiency problem?"

Huai Shi asked calmly, pulled out a chair and sat behind the cooking table: "I'm curious, who encouraged you to initiate this duel... Have you ever found that you were too brave?"

"Miss Huai Zhi, you are the peak, mysterious and terrifying, but there must always be an explorer to take the lead in challenging, right?"

The fat man with a Roman accent grinned: "I forgot to introduce myself, just call me Enrico. Enrico Saraguet. Although he is just an unknown soldier, we are now standing on the same battlefield. Go on. Please use all your strength and defeat me without mercy without mercy!"

Even with such a humble tone, the malice behind the words could not be hidden. When a pair of small eyes narrowed and looked at Motoko Uigami, they were unabashedly obscene.

Drooling.

In the stands, Yarum was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the fat man.

"Enrico? Why has this guy gained so much weight?"

The hippie cooking devil pinched his chin and sighed: "This is really interesting. Maybe, that guy is the most difficult enemy of the paper-carrying lady."

"You said he is the 'stinky glue' from Sicily?" Vladimir frowned: "Why did that guy show up here?"

Enrico Saraguet...even among the Kitchen Demons is a notorious person.

In addition to his unpleasant cooking skills, he also has an extremely tough and stalking style. It is said that once someone is targeted by him, it is like a stick of stinky glue stuck to one's hand. It can't be peeled off, it can't be peeled off, it can't be removed, and it can't be removed, like maggots on the tarsal bones.

Relying on his extraordinary recovery ability and the assistance of a large number of forbidden drugs, he gained the vitality and strong abyss resistance like an earthworm, and thus began his annoying career as a cooking demon.

According to records, he once challenged the same opponent more than forty times within a year, and he would not stop fighting until he won. And once he wins once, all the reputation, achievements and hard work will be trampled under his feet by that guy.

In order to make the opponent's state as low as possible, he did not hesitate to use public opinion, extortion, intimidation, kidnapping, poisoning the opponent's restaurant and other off-the-table tactics, and even changed his appearance to steal the company.

His reputation is getting worse and worse, but this growing hatred and resentment also makes him stronger and stronger.

It devoured the opponent's corpse like a ghoul and grew to its current level.

He was indeed standing in the same place as Motoko Oikawa.

Not only are they on the same battlefield, but they also have the same advantages. That kind of abnormal vitality is like a bug, it is super resistant to toxins, and it is also good at cutting off its tail to survive.

"In order to participate in this duel, it seems that guy has prepared a lot. At least he quickly gained more than 90 kilograms." Yarum raised his voice intentionally or unintentionally: "According to his unique detoxification method, so many Fat seems to be enough to eliminate enough toxins to kill at least thousands of people, it’s really powerful.”

He didn't worry about his voice being heard by others, and even... Yarum deliberately leaked the news to Huai Shi.

Every kitchen demon present had nothing but deep disgust for guys like Enrico. It's like seeing a fly flying around in your kitchen.

I wish I could slap him to death.

Even though she desperately wanted to know the true level of Motoko Oikawa, she was still unwilling to side with that guy.

"Yes, yes, that's right, that's it."

Enrico laughed without anger, his fat body trembling: "Toxins and other things are of no use to me. Even if I fight hard, I will stand here until three rounds later. Miss Huaizhi Don’t have any naive ideas of a quick fix.”

Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh, "It seems you are not an ordinary nuisance."

"Isn't this your love for me?"

Enrico placed the huge toolbox next to him, still with an unpleasant smile, and looked at his opponent with salty eyes: "Can we start? Miss Motoko? I can't wait." I have had close contact with you, hehe... By the way, you know, you are my type, but it's a pity..."

He glanced at Motoko Oikawa's chest and said, "It's a bit regretful."

Huai Shi sighed and looked up at the high platform.

"Let me ask you, is there any rule against sexual harassment in the Kitchen Demon Showdown?"

There was silence on the high platform, no response.

Obviously, there is no such thing...