"So big?"

Fang Yu frowned and said.

"The guests who came to our house to eat noodles said that our family was affordable!" The boy laughed.

"Then why is your business so bad?" Fang Yu picked up his chopsticks and said noodles. He said.

The boy looked at Fang Yu to eat noodles, and a different color flashed in his eyes, and at the same time replied: "Our family usually has a good business, but there are fewer people today. Maybe because it is not a holiday ..."

"Oh, but the taste of this face is actually quite average. I do it myself, which may be better than this." Fang Yu said.

"Oh? Do you know the cooking skills too?" The boy looked at Fang Yu. There was a hint of cold in his eyes.

"I not only understand, I am still a master level." Fang Yu said.

"That's so amazing." The boy said, turned around, and said, "I'll pour you a glass of water."

The boy turned behind, showing a strange smile on his face.

He walked into the kitchen.

On the ground of the kitchen, lying a man.

This man is obviously dead, his body is stiff, his expression is frightened, and there is no trace of blood on his skin.

But there was no wound on him, nor did he flow out a drop of blood.

After entering the kitchen, the boy's eyes became extremely cold.

He picked up a cup and poured water inside.

After filling a glass of water, his right hand shaking lightly above the cup.

Some black powder sprinkled into the cup.

But the water in the cup is still transparent, and there is no trace of strangeness.

"First ate the noodles that broke the soul, and then drank a glass of water with a thousand poisonous powder ... Even if it was a god, I couldn't save you back."

The boy's eyes appeared with a black mang, holding this glass of water, and walked out of the kitchen.

When he walked beside Fang Yu, his expression became innocent again.

"Brother, drink some water." The boy laughed.

At this time, three more guests walked into this shop.

"Boss, three bowls of miscellaneous noodles!"

These three were obviously cooked customers, and they shouted as soon as they came in.

But no one responded.

"Boss!" A guest shouted again.

No one responds.

"Is the boss?" The three guests puzzled.

"What do you want to eat? My dad has been sick recently, sore throat, and couldn't speak ..." The boy raised his head and asked with a smile.

"Well? Are you his son?" A guest stunned.

"Boss Wang is not married? Where is such a big son?" Another guest doubted.

"Is it an illegitimate child?" The third guest laughed.

At this time, the smile on the boy's face had disappeared, and it was replaced by the fierce expression.

"Well, so full, this face is too large, and it is difficult to eat."

Fang Yu murmured on the side, and then picked up the water glass and took a big sip.

Breaking the soul scattered, it should work ...

The boy's face showed a weird smile, turned around, and wanted to check the situation of Fang Yu.

But his face just turned, and he saw a fist on the face!

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!