Chapter 10 Kicking?

"Xiaochao, where's your senior sister?" In the bloody city under the Black Dragon City, the capital of the Dragon Empire, the jealous Nie Huang was asking a young man. The young man has black eyes and black hair, but his beautiful face has an unspeakable vicissitudes. Coupled with his strong physique, it makes people feel very mature.

This young man is naturally Ma Xiaochao, who heard the problem of Nie Huang, a jealous person. Immediately, he broke out in a cold sweat. After all, his senior sister is the supreme of the demon world and also a disciple of Nie Huang. Moreover, the death of the senior sister has a lot to do with Ma Xiaochao himself.

"Senior sister, she is dead." Ma Xiaochao's voice was low, and he had great regret in his heart. If he could be stronger at that time, maybe his senior sister would not have to die. And the divine book does not have to be robbed.

"So, what about the 'sky' on your body?" Nie Huang, a jealous person, has been in a high position for a long time, and there is an indescribable majesty between his hands and feet. It is just a simple problem that makes Ma Xiaochao feel a lot of pressure.

"It was all robbed by the black dragon." Ma Xiaochao did not know the character of his teacher and the jealous Nie Huang, so he told Nie Huang what had happened, and waited for Nie Huang's answer with an uneasy mood.

"Hmm." Nie Huang nodded gently and said, "In that case, all your practices are reasonable. And until the last moment, you will never know who your real enemy is. You have done a good job. At least you survive. As long as you live, there will be hope, and the dead are over. It's too late for us to miss them again. So, cherish the people who are still alive.

After saying that, Nie Huang nodded to hundreds of people at the banquet, walked to Ma Xiaochao, took out a long sword out of thin air, and handed it to Ma Xiaochao. When Ma Xiaochao took the sword and raised his head, a red light in Nie Huang's eyes instantly penetrated into Ma Xiaochao's pupils. Ma Xiaochao only felt the sharp pain in his mind and recovered his mind.

"From today on, you are the inheritor of my Niehuang, a person with the name of God's jealousy. And I have experienced so many wars, disasters, life and death. I've seen so many lives, and the mountains and rivers are broken. It's really tiring. Although the mainland has fallen into a crisis, there is nothing I can do about it. In the holy war 17 years ago, my subordinates were killed and injured, and there were only a few left. And now, it is the era of your young people. Ma Xiaochao, who is jealous of God, hopes that you can shoulder the mission of maintaining peace in the mainland and inherit my will. And fight for it!" Nie Huang said indifferently, turned around and walked to the door. The crowd automatically divided the road and felt Nie Huang's invincible arrogance.

"Teacher, don't worry, I will." Ma Xiaochao doesn't like war in the first place. In order to live a stable life, what can he do if he holds this continent all in his own hands?

The stormy waves in Ma Xiaochao's heart gradually calmed down and withdrew from the banquet. He is going to make a bowl of sliced noodles for Chunchi Palace, and plans to inspect his fast food chain. Is there any cutting corners? I heard that the new season is about to start. Ma Xiaochao still doesn't know the size of the football league he has run.

The sky of the bloody city is still dark red. Ma Xiaochao shuttled alone on the wrong streets of thousands of insects, looking at the shops on both sides. There are all kinds of goods, whether it is the fruit of the specialty of the Nanli Empire or the ice silkworm in the depths of the polar north ice field. Gathered in the bloody city. This made Ma Xiaochao have to lament Luo Wenxi's political means.

Ma Xiaochao walked into a fast food chain. A beautiful girl in a professional suit, stockings and open clothes greeted him and asked, "What can I do for you? This is our menu. We have many special dishes that are not available elsewhere.

Ma Xiaochao sat down. The girl would never be 20 years old, but the range on her chest was far beyond the shackles of her age, and a deep gully emerged from her open skirt. Ma Xiaochao coughed gently, diverted his sight and said, "Let's have a bowl of knife noodles."

"OK, please wait a moment." The girl turned around and left, leaving only Ma Xiaochao alone. Ma Xiaochao took advantage of this period to look at the environment of his chain store. The walls were full of spring, and many plants were placed as bonsai, emitting bursts of fragrance from time to time. It's refreshing. The tables, chairs and the ground are spotless, and seem to be covered with a layer of magic. This is not only to prevent dust, but also to protect the store's finances in case of accidents in the store. Through the bright glass window, Ma Xiaochao can clearly see the situation in the kitchen.

There are nine people in the kitchen, and these nine people are responsible for different tasks, making a bowl of sliced noodles. Under the operation of nine people, it was completed in an instant. The girl went to the window and brought the bowl of noodles.

Not bad. Ma Xiaochao sighed that he not only used beauty to attract customers, but also created such an elegant environment, and directly used assembly line production to make sliced noodles. Of course, this speed is very fast.

However, the fragrance of this bowl of noodles made Ma Xiaochao frown. He knocked on his chopsticks and asked, "Nine of you make a bowl of noodles at the same time?"

"Yes, sir, do you have any suggestions?" The girl maintains a professional smile, but there is a little unnaturalness on her beautiful face.

Ma Xiaochao nodded and said, "It seems that what Brother Chun said is true. Well, let me borrow your kitchen. I'm going to make a bowl of sliced noodles for an old senior, because he can't get used to it.

The girl frowned slightly and her face became very cold. She said coldly, "Sir, if you have any suggestions for our sliced noodles, you can directly put forward. You want to borrow our kitchen proposal, I don't think I can agree.

Ma Xiaochao was stunned. He saw that although the girl was angry, she still maintained very good self-restraint, much better than the waiter of those big hotels in China.

"Well, although I don't know why you refused, I think there should be no big problem with using the kitchen in my own store, right? What's more, don't you know that there are few people in the world who can make sliced noodles?

"You...your store?" The girl was stunned. The young man in front of him, who looks no older than himself, is actually the owner of the largest fast food chain. This made her head blank.

"Forget it, I can't tell you clearly. I'll go to the kitchen by myself." After saying that, Ma Xiaochao ignored the girl in a stunned state and went straight to the kitchen. However, there are four big words on the door of the kitchen - "Idle people are not free to enter"!

Ma Xiaochao laughed and directly opened the kitchen door. Suddenly, 20 eyes turned their hands in the air. Everyone's eyes are very sharp, which makes Ma Xiaochao furious. These cooks are all fierce. Bah, I'm a straight man, and I will never have such a bad idea without temperament!

Coughed awkwardly twice, Ma Xiaochao said, "How are you guys? I want to make a bowl of sliced noodles here for you to taste. Let's see what's the difference between your sliced noodles and the bottom. I don't know what some of you think?"

Huh? So you are here to kick the hall?! One of the fattest and roundest chefs took over the crowd and pushed Ma Xiaochao. His thick voice made Ma Xiaochao feel dizzy.

Kick the hall?! Ma Xiaochao was shocked by this word and said, "Don't get me wrong. I'm not here to kick the hall!"

"Isn't it here to kick the hall?" The round chef laughed and said, "It's not that you came to our store at this point, and you still need to use my big spoon, my shovel, my stove and my materials? Do you want us to try the sliced noodles you made? If you didn't come to kick the hall, why did you do these things?

Ma Xiaochao didn't turn around for a while, and he didn't seem to have done anything! Suddenly, a fire of ignorant karma surged into his heart and said lightly, "Since you think I'm here to kick the hall, then I'm here to kick the hall!" It depends on whether you dare to answer it!"