Nezha put one hand on his hips and pointed at the God of Food with the other hand, and said indignantly.

The God of Food glared at his eyes and his beard curled up.

"What's wrong with the chef? Your tone of speaking clearly looks down on the chef!"

"I look down on the chef, I just look down on me!"

"Stop talking about anything, fight!"

The God of Food roared, swung the wok, and rushed towards Nezha again.

Nezha was so smart that he ran behind Chen Feng and said pitifully.

"Dad Chen Feng, please take care of it!"

"He beats a weak and helpless child like me!"

When Chen Feng heard this, his mouth twitched, and his head was covered with black lines.

Damn, are you weak and helpless?

If the Dragon Clan in Four Seas heard this, they would not be so angry that they would turn their minds out of their minds. They would all be dead!

"Come out and fight!"

When the God of Food saw Nezha hiding behind Chen Feng, he refused to give in and jumped and shouted.

"Okay, stop making trouble!"

Chen Feng frowned and looked at the Shinto.

Chen Feng was originally glad that there was an extra god of food in the prison, and it was not all funny.

But now when I see, this God of Food fights every time, and he is also a fool!

I was still too optimistic before and was a little too happy.

All these gods are normal.

"Dad Chen Feng, I have to ask them for an explanation!"

"It is OK to insult me, but it is absolutely not possible to insult my professionalism!"

"Dull, I'm going to make a duel with you!"

Seeing that the God of Food was reluctant to give in, Chen Feng was really angry. Then he smiled bitterly and said.

"God of Cookery, what they said is false."

"The salt you put in your dish is just right. If one more is more, one less is less."

"The reason they say salty is to ask me for Coke, you are fooled!"

When the God of Food heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Chen Feng, and felt deeply moved in his heart.

"Dad Chen Feng, you are still honest and speak nicely!"

"They just wronged me, it's so bad!"

"Dad Chen Feng, do you eat fish-flavored shredded pork? I'll stir-fry it for you."

The God of Cookery said eagerly to Chen Feng with gratitude.

"Uh...No more."

"Then what, you go and do it, I'll tell them something."

Chen Feng looked dark. My brother is serious, what are you eating? What fish-flavored shredded pork!

Tieguai Li and others twitched their mouths and took the opportunity to say.

"God of food, the great god on the computer has taught many dishes. Can you stop learning only one fish-flavored shredded pork?"

"You can't get one to pull it to death."

"Eat fish-flavored shredded pork every meal, we're almost vomiting, you can change it!"

When the God of Food heard this, he immediately glared at his eyes, swung the wok and said loudly.

"You actually said that I'm almost vomiting after eating my food!"

"This is an insult to my professionalism!"

"Stop talking about anything, fight!"

puff!

Damn!
Chapter completed!