"No need, how can we let the guests do it? Please take a rest. Our food is OK, it will be fine right away."

Shi Boxue continued to be polite without revealing any flaws.

"No, no, Zhizi has a good cooking skills and will not cause trouble. In our Japanese, women's bride practice, a compulsory course is cooking."

"Qingda Shuyong" gave a wink to Miyato Zhizi and urged: "Why don't you go quickly!"

In the tone, Japan's unique machismo is undoubtedly revealed.

It’s still not married, and the status of both parties is already like this. If they get married, women will probably have to serve the masters as cows and horses.

The traditional concept of Japan is deeply rooted. It is not a day when the ice is frozen, and it can definitely be corrected in one day or two.

"Hi!"

Miyatozhizi, who obeyed the will of "Qingtian Shuyong", glanced at the place where he was cooking on the fire, and immediately bowed to Li Bai and Shi Boxue, and helped quickly.

Although the language is not clear, gestures and expressions can still play a certain role in communication. The person who is preparing lunch happily accepted this Japanese woman with quick hands and feet, and her efficiency has been greatly improved.

From the beginning, Miyato Zhizi started to add firewood and set the fire. She quickly cut the ingredients neatly and then mixed the soup.

As her boyfriend said, he is indeed very skilled in cooking.

No one noticed that the Japanese woman suddenly had a tiny tubular bottle on the palm of her hand, and her fingers flexibly opened the cork.

The plug fell into the fire and burst out a small ball of flame, not even the ashes left.

As the moment when the tubular bottle was about to pour into the soup, a small stone flew silently and was hitting the wrist of Miyagi Tengzhizi.

"Ah!~"

She let out a scream like a conditioned reflex, her whole hand numb and she lost consciousness in an instant.

The tubular bottle containing a few small and unknown particles suddenly fell next to the fire.

"Hey, girl, what's wrong with you?"

The person who was cooking came to the reputation and looked at it, and finally fell on the tube-shaped bottle next to the fire.

He can guarantee that there is absolutely no such weird little bottle in the seasoning container he uses.

"What are you doing? What is that?"

Most of the members of the action team are wizards, and there are many good at tying poisons and playing ghosts. They are all veteran drivers in this field. How could they understand that this bottle is very suspicious?

With a wave of the shovel, he shouted, "Come on, catch her!"

Not far away, Li Bai, who had been staring at Gong Tengzhizi, smiled slightly, turned his gaze to look at "Qingtian Shuyong" who was drinking water not far away, and the guy's face changed immediately.

"Good guy, you actually dare to poison!"

Shi Boxue, who was reminded by Li Bai, was not unprepared. He arranged for people to secretly stare at "Qingtian Shuyong" and Miyatozhizi.

"Zhizi, rush out!"

Even though the cave is more dangerous, the "Qingtian Shuyong" who has realized that he has exposed his strength is not enough to care about so much.

Staying behind is definitely a dead end, and there may be a glimmer of hope when you rush out.

"Stop them!"

Before Shi Boxue finished speaking, the people from the action team immediately surrounded him.

The Muratoji Branch, who was still holding a large horse spoon in his left hand, threw away the soup pot without hesitation, and joined with "Qingtian Shuyong", and the wolf rushed in the cave, trying to break through the encirclement.

"Qingtian Shuyong" held a thin dagger in his hand and threatened with a fierce look on his face: "We are from the Qingtian family. If you don't let us go, the Qingtian chaebol will not let you go."

"Haha, to be precise, Kiyota Shiichiro will not let you two go. Don't scare people with the Kiyota chaebol, give up as soon as possible!"

Li Bai walked over and held two small stones as big as soybeans in his hand.

"Who are you?"

"Qingtian Shuyong"'s pupils dilated.

This group of Chinese people did not seem to know nothing about the Qingtian chaebols, and they even knew the names of the contemporary heads of the family.

The exposure of one's own identity is probably related to this.

It was such a group of cunning Chinese people who had secretly investigated themselves.

"I am Li Bai and a Chinese relative of the Qingtian chaebol. If there are any members of the Qingtian family, I'm afraid I am one of the most familiar people. Surrender! You two have no chance to escape."

Li Bai approached step by step.

"Baga, you are lying to me!"

"Qingtian Shuyong" could not believe such a bizarre explanation.

This is an isolated Amazon primitive tropical rainforest, and it is even more incredible that you can meet the relatives of the Qingtian family.

"This is the truth!"

Li Bai stood still and shrugged his shoulders. He noticed the actions of others, and it seemed that it was no longer his turn to do it.

"This, this is impossible!"

"Qingtian Shuyong" showed a ferocious reversing dagger on his face, and was about to pierce his heart, but he committed suicide on the spot.

Suddenly, more than a dozen small black dots flew over and were falling on his body and hands.

"Ah!~"

"Qingtian Shuyong" screamed, and his whole body twitched and fell to the ground, with a painful face. However, he saw several big ants crawling around on his body, snatching from time to time, causing the guy to twitch violently involuntarily.

The owner of the bullet ants said gloatingly: "Hehe, you're shoveling, you're losing!"

Bullet ants are not a false reputation. Once they are bitten, the severe pain caused is no different from being shot.

If you get bitten too much, you can even feel pain in your heart.

"Madam, please put down the spoon in your hand, this is not a weapon!"

Li Bai made a gesture of inviting Jiko Miyato, who was on guard.

Since it is impossible to escape, it is better to surrender honestly. Anyway, the ending will no longer be suspense, so it would be better to suffer less.

Why can’t you think it out!

"Mitsui Sang, are you okay?"

Putting the big horse spoon across his chest, Miyato Zhizi did not leave his companion and flee alone, but instead stayed by his side.

"Zhizi, you escape first!"

"Keida Shuyong"'s facial muscles have been completely distorted.

The bullet ant carefully cultivated by the secret technique of feeding the Gu is not only larger in size, but also stronger in toxicity. After taking a bite, it is like a large-caliber rifle bullet. It is not only painful to be unbearable, but even the blockbuster parts have lost their ability to move. The whole person is sweating all over and collapses on the ground, unable to move at all.

Although his mouth is very tough, his body is honest and motionless, turning into a cooked duck that he can't fly even if he wants to.

"Ya Mie, I and Sani Mitsui and I live together..."

The last word of Miyagi Teng Zhizi suddenly changed. She lowered her head and saw a big green-backed centipede more than a foot long climbing to her feet and leaving a pair of teeth marks on her instep.

Immediately afterwards, the world in front of her quickly blurred.

I was poisoned... This was the last thought before Miyatori fell into a coma.

-One-one-one
Chapter completed!