Naruto Big Foodie

Chapter 1246

Chapter 1246

Restroom.

Sitting in the seat, Yang Ming leaned against the backrest with his eyes closed. The comfortable air conditioner made him fall asleep in a daze.

In front of the rest room, a man in a black windbreaker gradually approached Yang Ming.On the cuff, a steel needle with anesthesia was aimed at Yang Ming's neck!

Just when the man in the black windbreaker was about to enter the attack range, a scream woke Yang Ming up.

"Yang Mingjun, be careful!"

The man felt that his behavior was discovered, and his eyes flashed with anger. The thin needle originally aimed at the skin directly pierced the main artery of Yang Ming's neck!

When Yang Ming opened his eyes, what he saw was a picture of a thick and long steel needle piercing it!

A bloody red light burst into the eyes, and Sharingan opened.

The ice escape silently turned into an ice skate, and suddenly appeared in Yang Ming's hands!Driven by his peak physical fitness and sufficient speed, the ice skate brought out a phantom, which hit the needle tip flying at the moment when the steel needle pierced the aorta!

"Who are you?!"

With a flick of the wrist, the ice blade knocked off the steel needle and pierced deeply into the top of the rest room.At the same time, the ice blade used a phantom to stab the hood of the windbreaker!

With Yang Ming's physical reaction, speed, and strength, how can the enemy compare with it?A phantom flew by, the ice skates brought a trace of blood, and when the hood was lifted, a scar was drawn on the enemy's face.

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes. It was a strange man who wanted to attack him? !

The man looked at him bitterly, and stretched out his hand to his arms. With a flick of a retractable dagger, a weapon like a broadsword burst out of the dagger, slashing heavily at Yang Ming with great power!

"Hey! Are you desperate?!"

Yang Ming roared angrily, turning over from the backrest to the back!On the seat, there was a deep knife mark, shocking!

This is a very solid chair!This man is really going to kill himself!

"Haha! Yang Ming, I blame you for blocking that lord's way! I will definitely kill you!"

The man's eyes were blood red, and the long knife formed in his hand slashed at Yang Ming!

During the break, the other chefs who were resting screamed and fled in all directions to avoid the two of them.

Seeing that other innocent people were implicated by him, Yang Ming swung his skates and hit the opponent's back continuously, directing the blade to the ground and the seat! ~ A passer-by chef who stepped on his feet had already passed out from the pain.

However, after all, he was stepping on a person, and because he lacked the strength to resist, Yang Ming staggered, stepped on the air, and fell from the person!The ice skate in his right hand actually let go and flicked into the distance!

Seeing that he found an opportunity, a murderous look flashed in the man's eyes, all the strength in his body was poured into the long knife, and he slashed down heavily!

When the life crisis came, Yang Ming decided to show his real strength regardless of the fact that the other party was just an ordinary person.

His eyes were only watching the trajectory drawn by the big knife, his fingers were like a stick, and he pointed at the side of the knife!At the same time, the chakra on the fingertips spun extremely fast, shattering the strength attached to the long knife, and slashed across the head lightly with the long knife!

A strand of black hair scattered from the top of the head to the ground!

The situation is extremely critical!

Art fire escape ho fireball!

In the mouth, the flame expanded rapidly, slashing heavily towards the enemy's chest!

"boom!"

There was only a dull thud of broken leather, and the assassin slammed down on the backrest with blood at the corner of his mouth!Four ribs were broken on the spot, leaving a burning scar on his chest, and an aroma of roasted meat permeated his body.

Assassin, completely lost his combat effectiveness and fell into a coma on the spot!Yang Ming's crisis is finally resolved!

"Yang Mingjun, are you okay?"

A familiar voice came from behind, Yang Ming turned around, the corners of his mouth twitching non-stop. It turned out that Mizuhara Fuyumi and the others.

"It's okay, this kind of thing is very simple for me."

Yang Ming picked up the skates, and said safety to Mizuhara Fuyumi and others who cared about him.If it hadn't been for the fact that this is not the world of Naruto, and he couldn't kill people casually, Yang Ming would have taken it seriously.

While talking, the security guards arrived, pressed the assassin to the police room, and took Li Xiang to the police room to make notes.

After a long time, the security guard finished asking, and Li Xiang was finally able to rest.

the other side.Hata Zhongying took a nap in anxiety.

"Here is..." Hata Zhongying looked at the little boy and young man in the courtyard, scratching his cheek in bewilderment, "Is it this dream again?"

This is not the first time he has had this dream. When he was in a bad mood before, he would always have the same dream over and over again.

"Yes! Cut it thinner, cut it thinner... Ah! How did you get it! Be careful! Wait a minute, Dad will get you a Band-Aid!" The young man left in a panic. to his waist the little boy.The little boy opened his eyes wide, licking the bloodstains on his hands from the knife, neither crying nor fussing.

"I was so handsome back then..." Hata Zhongying sighed, "But I'm just as handsome now."

This was when he was four years old. His father gave him a mock kitchen as a gift.After discovering his great talent for cooking, the overjoyed Hata Zhongying family started special training for him.

"Dad! The Digimon is about to start! Can I go and see the Digimon?"

As soon as the screen changed, it was again in a large room. Six or seven-year-old Hata Zhongying held a small kitchen knife in his hand and shouted at the person behind the desk.

"Have the fifty radishes been cut?"

"Not...not yet! But it's almost there!" Xiaobata Zhongying begged, "Dad, just let me read it before cutting."

"You are not allowed to go until the cut is finished."

"……Oh."

Although the little boy looked very sad, he walked back to the kitchen with the knife.

That year, Digimon was the hottest cartoon. Sitting in the classroom, Xiaohata Zhongying listened to the boys and girls next to him discussing the plot of last night, but he couldn't get in the conversation at all, lying quietly on the bed alone. on the desk.

Even though the grown-up Hata Zhongying looked at the Digimon he had missed in those years over and over again, but when he closed his eyes, what appeared in front of him was still that lonely little figure.

……

"Is this your son? He's so handsome!" Nakiri Jiji in a black suit stroked Xiaobata Zhongying's head.

"Mr. Nakiri Ji, I will have to work hard on you in the future!" Hata Zhongying's father entrusted, "I thought about it, Hata Zhongying still depends on you to teach Hata Zhongying how to cook."

"No problem." Nakiri Ji bent down and pinched Obata Zhongying's face, "Such a handsome child, it's okay to keep teaching him."

At the age of eight, Hata Zhongying, who had mastered knife skills and basic cooking skills, began to formally study various major cuisines.And the person who taught him was Nakiri Ji, whom his father finally hired.

This is how his childhood was spent...

(End of this chapter)