v11 Chapter 275： If you don't do it, you won't die
"I'm so mad!"
"You are slower."
"Leave me alone! Ah ~!"
"I said, tell you to slow down. This kind of raw fried bun is very hot, and there is soup in it."
On the streets of Shanghai, Magneto slightly wiped his mouth with a tissue, and at the same time quietly used electromagnetic force to clean up the clothes dyed with the freshly fried baozi soup.
"The raw fried buns of **** are not delicious at all!" Wang Wanwang said, and threw the raw fried buns that he had just bought into the dumpster next to it. Professor Charles glanced at Magneto Wang: "This is the No. 1 fried dumpling selected by Shanghai citizens."
"That only proves that the taste buds of 30 million people in this city are broken!" Marx, the king of Magnetism, gave no face to anyone.
"But I haven't eaten it yet." Professor Charles looked at the raw fried buns thrown into the trash by Magneto, and said he hadn't tasted it yet.
"Don't taste it, it's a pile of garbage anyway!" Magnet's anger is greater than that of the stove used for frying. Although the conversation between Magneto and Charles uses English, there are many English speakers in Shanghai. This is the city with the highest penetration rate of Chinese and English in inland cities in China.
So the words that Magneto said were obviously understood by some people nearby. Several people couldn't help but whispered a few words. Fortunately, Magneto did not learn Chinese, and although Professor Charles knew Chinese, he did not intend to translate it to Magneto.
The current Magneto is too heavy, so it ’s probably garbage.
"go!"
"where to?"
"Go eat the next one!"
Professor Charles had no choice but to follow his stroller in Shanghai in his own electric wheelchair.
Fresh meat moon cakes in the old big house of Nanjing East Road.
"It's too greasy, trash!" Magneto bought a bunch, gave a simple and direct evaluation after tasting one, and then threw it into the trash bin with a snap. Professor Charles couldn't stop it.
The butterfly cake at the Western Cake Shop of Shanghai International Hotel, Nanjing West Road.
"It's too sweet, trash!" Pa ~ Butterfly Crisp was thrown into the trash.
Little Shaoxing White Chicken on Yunnan Road.
"No taste, rubbish!" The freshly-purchased white chopped chicken was thrown into the trash can mercilessly.
Xinghualou Red Bean Paste Mooncake.
"Sweet and oily, garbage!"
Ribs rice cake.
"Deep-fried food, garbage!"
Bad chicken and fish.
"A smell of fermentation has expired! Garbage!"
Nanxiang steamed buns.
"Not spicy at all, garbage!"
Zi Zi Bao You.
"Add pickles and sugar, sweet and salty, rubbish!"
Glutinous rice osmanthus sugar lotus root.
"Sweet scary, garbage!" Pa ~
Four hi grilled bran.
"Hiccup ~ garbage!" Pa, didn't pop out this time. Just the moment Magnet intended to throw it out, Professor Charles finally kept the box of Sixi Baked Bran.
Seeing that Magneto was full and began to hiccup, Professor Charles didn't start out. Although Magneto took a bite every time, he almost threw things into the trash bin, but he couldn't hold him so much. Such a variety of things, every bite is actually quite full. Especially ribs rice cakes, moon cakes, zifan fritters and the like. And Magneto's bite is quite big.
"Hiccup ~ This thing isn't delicious at all, Charles. Just throw it away." Magneto huffed and said to Charles.
"Xxxxxxxxxxxx!" The gentle professor finally broke out. He exhausted the essence of his life's language and scolded a swearing that needed to be silenced and bleeped throughout. The content is enough to allow Gordon Ramsay and others to take the lead.
"Wow oh oh oh! Calm down, Charles. It's just a box of food, do you need to explode so much?" Marx was a little scared. Because the last time I saw Professor Charles so furious, he still abducted Ruiwen himself. At that time he had a big fight with himself. Fortunately, he still had a mental protective helmet, otherwise he would die.
Although Charles is older now, he is stronger than he was when he was younger. And he still doesn't have a mental protective helmet. If Charles starts crazy to fight with himself, he may not be able to beat him.
"It's not a problem with a box of food! We walked from dawn to dark. And I!" Professor Charles pointed to himself: "I haven't eaten anything since the morning! The only thing I ate was taken from the plane. A small bag of chocolates coming down! "
"Uh, but didn't we go to many restaurants?"
"But everything you eat was lost after you took a bite!" Professor Charles burst out in an instant, he hated to control himself. But everyone in the surrounding thousands of square meters felt some heartbeat for some reason, and fortunately, they came quickly, or there might be many people going to the hospital.
"I haven't eaten anything until now!" Charles yelled at Magneto: "But you are full!"
"No, actually I'm just trying the taste, I'm not full, hiccup ~"
"Do you believe what you said?"
Magneto: ...
"Well, what can I do if I'm full? You can't come to Shanghai without following me!"
Just when Magneto felt uncomfortable, Professor Charles received a message from Hank. Open it and take a look at the pictures of Hank, Luo Linna, Wanda and Pietro eating Chengdu hot pot happily in Chengdu. The aroma of hot pot can be smelled across the screen.
But now I have been hungry all day, but I only have a box of Sixi Baked Bran left by people. Seriously, Prof. Charles's self-cultivation is really good. Even so, he controlled himself and didn't let himself break out.
He took a deep breath and said, "If I don't come, are you going to make a big noise in Shanghai?"
"No, I'm a good person now."
"Nonsense!"
Magneto pouted, and an old hippie had such an inexplicable sense of doing such a move. Of course, it's not the girl's cuteness, but another very hard-core contrast, probably not the kind that fat houses appreciate.
"So, do you want to eat this now?" Magneto pointed at the four-bread bran held by Charles.
"I'm hungry all day ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Can I only eat this now?"
"What else to eat?"
Professor Charles shook his head: "Forget it, I see the news. Tony is also in Shanghai. Let's go to the big eaters, I am really starving!"
Magneto nodded and agreed.
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Tony's current hotel.
"You said you got Magneto?" Tony looked at Dimon with a little disbelief.
Dimon nodded: "Yes, Mr. Huang Dunai has guaranteed his ability to come into effect. After that, I can finally get rid of the shadow of Magneto and live with Wanda! There is no such thing as Magneto, the old Yinba hiding. It's my calculation to rub in the dark! Hahahaha! "Dai Meng smiled very happy and very cheerful.
And just when he was very happy and smiling, a cold and familiar voice rang behind him: "Mr. Yan Ling, what were you talking about?"
"You are slower."
"Leave me alone! Ah ~!"
"I said, tell you to slow down. This kind of raw fried bun is very hot, and there is soup in it."
On the streets of Shanghai, Magneto slightly wiped his mouth with a tissue, and at the same time quietly used electromagnetic force to clean up the clothes dyed with the freshly fried baozi soup.
"The raw fried buns of **** are not delicious at all!" Wang Wanwang said, and threw the raw fried buns that he had just bought into the dumpster next to it. Professor Charles glanced at Magneto Wang: "This is the No. 1 fried dumpling selected by Shanghai citizens."
"That only proves that the taste buds of 30 million people in this city are broken!" Marx, the king of Magnetism, gave no face to anyone.
"But I haven't eaten it yet." Professor Charles looked at the raw fried buns thrown into the trash by Magneto, and said he hadn't tasted it yet.
"Don't taste it, it's a pile of garbage anyway!" Magnet's anger is greater than that of the stove used for frying. Although the conversation between Magneto and Charles uses English, there are many English speakers in Shanghai. This is the city with the highest penetration rate of Chinese and English in inland cities in China.
So the words that Magneto said were obviously understood by some people nearby. Several people couldn't help but whispered a few words. Fortunately, Magneto did not learn Chinese, and although Professor Charles knew Chinese, he did not intend to translate it to Magneto.
The current Magneto is too heavy, so it ’s probably garbage.
"go!"
"where to?"
"Go eat the next one!"
Professor Charles had no choice but to follow his stroller in Shanghai in his own electric wheelchair.
Fresh meat moon cakes in the old big house of Nanjing East Road.
"It's too greasy, trash!" Magneto bought a bunch, gave a simple and direct evaluation after tasting one, and then threw it into the trash bin with a snap. Professor Charles couldn't stop it.
The butterfly cake at the Western Cake Shop of Shanghai International Hotel, Nanjing West Road.
"It's too sweet, trash!" Pa ~ Butterfly Crisp was thrown into the trash.
Little Shaoxing White Chicken on Yunnan Road.
"No taste, rubbish!" The freshly-purchased white chopped chicken was thrown into the trash can mercilessly.
Xinghualou Red Bean Paste Mooncake.
"Sweet and oily, garbage!"
Ribs rice cake.
"Deep-fried food, garbage!"
Bad chicken and fish.
"A smell of fermentation has expired! Garbage!"
Nanxiang steamed buns.
"Not spicy at all, garbage!"
Zi Zi Bao You.
"Add pickles and sugar, sweet and salty, rubbish!"
Glutinous rice osmanthus sugar lotus root.
"Sweet scary, garbage!" Pa ~
Four hi grilled bran.
"Hiccup ~ garbage!" Pa, didn't pop out this time. Just the moment Magnet intended to throw it out, Professor Charles finally kept the box of Sixi Baked Bran.
Seeing that Magneto was full and began to hiccup, Professor Charles didn't start out. Although Magneto took a bite every time, he almost threw things into the trash bin, but he couldn't hold him so much. Such a variety of things, every bite is actually quite full. Especially ribs rice cakes, moon cakes, zifan fritters and the like. And Magneto's bite is quite big.
"Hiccup ~ This thing isn't delicious at all, Charles. Just throw it away." Magneto huffed and said to Charles.
"Xxxxxxxxxxxx!" The gentle professor finally broke out. He exhausted the essence of his life's language and scolded a swearing that needed to be silenced and bleeped throughout. The content is enough to allow Gordon Ramsay and others to take the lead.
"Wow oh oh oh! Calm down, Charles. It's just a box of food, do you need to explode so much?" Marx was a little scared. Because the last time I saw Professor Charles so furious, he still abducted Ruiwen himself. At that time he had a big fight with himself. Fortunately, he still had a mental protective helmet, otherwise he would die.
Although Charles is older now, he is stronger than he was when he was younger. And he still doesn't have a mental protective helmet. If Charles starts crazy to fight with himself, he may not be able to beat him.
"It's not a problem with a box of food! We walked from dawn to dark. And I!" Professor Charles pointed to himself: "I haven't eaten anything since the morning! The only thing I ate was taken from the plane. A small bag of chocolates coming down! "
"Uh, but didn't we go to many restaurants?"
"But everything you eat was lost after you took a bite!" Professor Charles burst out in an instant, he hated to control himself. But everyone in the surrounding thousands of square meters felt some heartbeat for some reason, and fortunately, they came quickly, or there might be many people going to the hospital.
"I haven't eaten anything until now!" Charles yelled at Magneto: "But you are full!"
"No, actually I'm just trying the taste, I'm not full, hiccup ~"
"Do you believe what you said?"
Magneto: ...
"Well, what can I do if I'm full? You can't come to Shanghai without following me!"
Just when Magneto felt uncomfortable, Professor Charles received a message from Hank. Open it and take a look at the pictures of Hank, Luo Linna, Wanda and Pietro eating Chengdu hot pot happily in Chengdu. The aroma of hot pot can be smelled across the screen.
But now I have been hungry all day, but I only have a box of Sixi Baked Bran left by people. Seriously, Prof. Charles's self-cultivation is really good. Even so, he controlled himself and didn't let himself break out.
He took a deep breath and said, "If I don't come, are you going to make a big noise in Shanghai?"
"No, I'm a good person now."
"Nonsense!"
Magneto pouted, and an old hippie had such an inexplicable sense of doing such a move. Of course, it's not the girl's cuteness, but another very hard-core contrast, probably not the kind that fat houses appreciate.
"So, do you want to eat this now?" Magneto pointed at the four-bread bran held by Charles.
"I'm hungry all day ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Can I only eat this now?"
"What else to eat?"
Professor Charles shook his head: "Forget it, I see the news. Tony is also in Shanghai. Let's go to the big eaters, I am really starving!"
Magneto nodded and agreed.
——————————
Tony's current hotel.
"You said you got Magneto?" Tony looked at Dimon with a little disbelief.
Dimon nodded: "Yes, Mr. Huang Dunai has guaranteed his ability to come into effect. After that, I can finally get rid of the shadow of Magneto and live with Wanda! There is no such thing as Magneto, the old Yinba hiding. It's my calculation to rub in the dark! Hahahaha! "Dai Meng smiled very happy and very cheerful.
And just when he was very happy and smiling, a cold and familiar voice rang behind him: "Mr. Yan Ling, what were you talking about?"
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