Chapter 945： : Grass Mud Horse

Chapter 945: Grass Mud Horse

In Singer's eyes, what Xia Yu saw was a mockery that was about to come out.

Ok?

There was a slight change in the mocking, so a little bit stunned.

Singh probably recognized the boy.

It wasn’t just him, whispering again in the hall.

"I know this boy!"

"I also know, isn't that the rising star who defeated the "Alternate Noodle King" Wei Zhong?"

It is not surprising that recent events in the Chinese world have spread abroad.

But unlike in China, mentioning this matter, unified respectful tone, the group of unruly hunters in the museum, the words and expressions are very relaxed.

Wei Zhong is well-known in the Chinese world, but not necessarily internationally.

"Alternative noodle king"?

Ha, similar nicknames, there are more food circles in various countries, what emperor, king and god, after years of exaggerated publicity in the media, people have developed immunity.

In fact, it is not because Wei Zhong has less activity in the international circle.

If he was replaced by his brother, Huang He’s second apprentice, Luo Tiangang, and Xia Yu’s defeat of Luo Tiangang, the hunter on the spot must be another discussion atmosphere.

Nothing else, the circle is different.

In the circle of hunters, they only recognize the international hunter list.

"A new baby."

An old hunter grinned and shook the double-barreled hunting spout in his hand, "Boy, let me tell you, outside the civilized world, take this reasoning!"

Gee.

Xia Yu's face sank slightly, and this group of people really regarded him as a hairy kid who knew nothing.

It's been a long time since I encountered a similar undervalued atmosphere.

To be honest, this made Xia Yu feel unhappy.

Especially after the praise and support of the domestic "Great Devil", he suddenly became new and tender. In such a high and low drop, Xia Yu can still sit on the chair, which is enough to explain his mentality.

Forcibly calm down.

Inside the hall is a discussion about Xia Yu.

Instead, Singh, who brought the rhythm of "new tenderness", suddenly withdrew his eyes.

In the whisper, Singer and the three teammates at the same table exchanged glances.

Rin!

In the international hunter list, the top 20 are all Lin chefs. This is also the group of people who stand at the top of the pyramid in the food tyrant system. At first, Lei Zhe fled back to North America from the neon gray, there are rumors in the circle of high-level hunters-

Lei Zhe was defeated by a young man.

And this young man is...

"He really defeated Lei Zhe?" The southern beauty hunter in the squad, still remembering the rumors about half a year ago, is still unbelievable.

"Who knows?"

There was a trace of fear in Singh's eyes, "If it is true, he will be able to defeat Lei Zhe half a year ago. Now, half a year later, his culinary skills..."

hiss.

Several people at the same table were air-conditioned.

It was because they knew Lei Zhe's hunter rankings and how strong this giant was, they felt incredible.

Very untrue.

"Hey--"

Suddenly, there was a cry in the air.

Singh shouted at his tulips, but the tulip asked the public directly: "Do you know the exact whereabouts of "it"?"

What does ‘it’ mean, the hunters in the museum know it all.

The atmosphere was tense at once, the whispers disappeared, and there was silence.

Singh's complexion also changed, and he looked ugly: "What can I know? Well, not to mention the IGO's elite hunting group, the giants of foodies coming out of the nest, and the teams of China and Russia. Give up, we have no chance, neither do you!"

"If you don't try, how do you know you have no chance?" Tulip said with a blank expression, "What about intelligence? Give me, ask for money or ingredients, despite the price..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Singh said haha, "I yuck!"

"I have money."

"The ingredients, I can hunt myself."

"Tulips, blame you for being in neon activities all the year round. You know all the news late, so it's late--"

Singh stood up and followed him at the same table.

A man stopped Singh straight, and several Lin hunters looked at Jin Tianshuan who was blocking the road, his expression sinking.

"Information is brought--"

The smile on Jintian Suan's face was dangerous, "Do you want money or ingredients exchange? That's either cooking or strength."

"You choose!"

Hearing that, Singh and his teammates were all smoking.

Culinary skills refer to food halberd.

Strength refers to violence.

Either way, it points to snatching this option.

What is cooking? If you lose, the scene is pretty good. If you have a bruised face with a fist, you can't take care of yourself...

At this time, Singh could not wait to smoke his mouth, calling himself cheap, and was tutored by tulips.

"Cough!"

As the scene froze, the Mongolian woman uttered a voice, "No fighting in the tavern!"

Jintian Shun chin nodded and said: "So, we will fight, instead of eating halberds one by one, our team will send a person, you also choose a person to play, the victory or defeat is based on the information of "it" For bets. How?"

Singh, who knew that he was unbeatable in cooking and strength, pinched his fists and tightened his face, "Who are you sending out?"

"he--"

Jintian flicked a finger.

Wow wow

Eyes gathered on Xia Yu.

"he?"

Singh's face changed slightly, and he immediately lowered his head to cover up the flashing joy in his eyes.

In the eighth and ninth games, Jintian Shuan and Tulip have a slim win rate, but they may not lose to this Maotou. Even though he has the legendary halo bonus to defeat Lei Zhe, young is young. On the road of culinary experience and accumulation, young non-capital is despised and looked down upon.

"Okay, this halberd, I took it!" Singh looked up again.

"But..."

The grin gave a grinning smile, "The topic is up to us!"

"how about it?"

Singh was provocative, looking at Tulip and Jintian Suan, and thought it was good to take the opportunity to thwart the two men's arrogance.

Singh felt guilty of being a deadly rival who coveted their ranking.

As for intelligence? Hey, Singh doesn’t really value it. As he said, they don’t have a chance, so the intelligence is basically worthless. If the Lin Hunter Squad is a good one, it will be given. The right to sell a favor.

It is said that Jintian Shun turned back to Xia Yu's opinion. Who knew that the young man was in the seat, there was no nonsense, and he directly gave a thumbs up, "It's no problem!"

Xia Yu suffocated here, and finally had a happy smile on his face.

"it is good--"

Jintian Suan also smiled.

Ding.

Since being involved in the incident of ‘god’ ingredients, there is no system for task movement and finally a message pops up.

New mission: In Ulaanbaatar's tavern, try your skills and defeat the challenged Lin Hunter.

Reward: Automatic satellite positioning ‘god’ ingredients (until ingredients are captured by automatic satellite positioning?

Xia Yu wondered in his heart, hello, is this a GPS of fantasy ingredients? The importance of the real-time location of ingredients is self-evident. Even high-level hunters like Tulip and Jintian Shun have to look around for information. One can imagine how powerful the information has been blocked by several parties.

Singh turned back to the team and discussed in a low voice.

After a while, the tavern emptied, and everyone moved to a large courtyard behind the tavern.

There is a car engine sound outside the wall.

"The ingredients have been transported—" Singh said, patting the shoulder of a female player. "She, Maria, our team's player!"

Female chef?

Xia Yu noticed that this woman had long linen hair and healthy wheat-colored skin. In short, she was a beauty full of South American style.

With the sound of "bang", two iron cages were carried.

Singh refers to the creatures in the iron cage, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth. "Just use it as the title, let's win!"

Everyone looked surprised.

"Grass, grass mud horse?"

Xia Yu was stunned.

The grass mud horse is not a curse, but a large livestock with the scientific name ‘alpaca’.

Of course, the livestock provided by food hunters is definitely not simple.

Look at the beautiful chef full of South American style...

Having said that, aren't South American countries, such as Peru, one of the pastures of grass and mud horses?

Local chef, local ingredients.

The opponents are young people who have relatively little experience.

This set is very tight!

Xia Yu couldn't help but glance at Singh, who smiled brilliantly, and immediately looked at the'alpaca' in the cage and put his chin on, "A little meaning!"

"Grass mud horse..."

"If Liu Pengxing is at my age and encounters this kind of livestock, how to cook?"

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