The Deathly Spicy Wing Challenge starts in an hour and a half, but there are very few people who have signed up. This is not a tasting contest. If you don't do it well, you will end up in the hospital.

certainly,

There are also people who have signed up. According to a rough count, there are about ten people, including Xu Mang.

In order to get the first place in this competition, Xu Mang emptied almost everything in his stomach and made a relatively detailed plan. This plan contained detailed information about the contestants.

Zhang Feng: Sichuan and Chongqing native, age 18, spicy food grade A

Huo Feiyan: Sichuan and Chongqing native, age 18, spicy food grade B

Jin Feifei: Huguang native, age 17, spicy food grade A

Qian Xin: Huguang native, age 18, spicy food grade A

Xu Mang calculated this series of values ​​based on the data he had obtained in the past and the usual comments among other students. Most of them came from spicy provinces and cities across the country, and all of them were loan students.

"The competition is so fierce!" Xu Mang sighed. Without the existence of the system, he would not be their opponent.

Open the system interface,

Xu Mang checked his skill list. Judging from the nature of this competition, the first priority is to be able to eat spicy food. This [Spicy Eating Skill] successfully meets the requirements; the second one is to be able to eat, which is precisely represented by [The Starving Ghost].

Skill] Completed.

etc,

Starving Ghost Skill=0

Xu Mang was a little embarrassed. It seemed that he ran out of it when he was in the hotel last time.

This does not trouble Xu Mang. It is quite simple to obtain the skill value of the Starving Ghost. All you have to do is sleep in front of food.

There is no shortage of anything in the food court, but there is no shortage of food!

He randomly found a stall, which was selling barbecue skewers. The smell of cumin filled the air, and Xu Mang stood silently in front of the stall and closed his eyes.

Starving Ghost Skill +1

Starvation skill +1

Starving Ghost Skill +1

Starvation skill +1

Double plus!

This surprised Xu Mang, but looking for the answer through his body functions, it was not difficult to find the essence of the problem. He had been hungry all day.

At this time,

The students selling kebabs went crazy.

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What's going on?

What happened to this person?

Is he using his actions to ridicule us for our poor baking?

The students selling skewers stared intently at the sleeping person standing in front of them. One of the students who specialized in spreading cumin recognized this guy. Isn't he Xu Mang?

"You know him?"

"Um!"

"He is the legendary scumbag among scumbags, Xu Mang, the God of Sleep!"

Hearing this classmate's words, everyone's backs were filled with chills and horror.

well?

Why is it so scary?

"Kick him away immediately and burn him like a candle. Our business will be gone. Others think our kebabs are poisonous."

"Easy to say, you go?"

"That's right. If you want to go there, you can do it yourself. Neither the school basketball team nor the student union dare to touch him."

These words are not exaggerations, but facts. Xu Mang is a little different now than before. Ever since the school expelled Xu Mang standing up, and then begged Xu Mang back to study on his knees, Xu Mang has truly become a special being.

.

A scumbag turned into a genius by chance, and was able to compete with the school. Who else could do this besides Xu Mang?

Can't do it anymore,

It didn't happen before, and it won't happen again.

Ten minutes later,

Xu Mang woke up from his sleep.

Glancing at the students in front of him, he couldn't help but show a hint of disdain and said, "You're really worthless and haven't even sold a single meat skewer."

It is said that school is a microcosm of society. Since it is a microcosm of society, things that appear in society will also exist here, such as Handicap.

The Food Court's Death Wing Challenge is an annual heavyweight betting event in which organizers list the odds for each contestant and students place their own bets.

Different from the outside handicap, the betting capital here is Wahaha ad calcium milk.

"There is something wrong with this year's handicap. I think there is something shady!"

"No, last year Zhang Feng won the championship, but now the odds are 1. He is obviously fishing. After asking around, many students bet that Zhang Feng can win. There are probably more than 70 boxes of ad calcium milk."

"What are Xu Mang's odds?"

"500!"

"Try it?"

"Are you crazy? It's better to drink it yourself than to suppress Xu Mang."

Xu Mang was buying fresh coconuts for Yang Xiaoman when he heard nearby students talking about the spicy wings dish.

At this time,

Xu Mang showed a lewd smile.

He came to Yang Xiaoman with a coconut with a straw inserted in it. After handing the coconut to her, Xu Mang hesitated and said, "Well, what, can you do me a favor?"

"Say it!"

"Buy me ten boxes of Wahaha ad calcium milk."

"Why buy so many?"

"Please!"

"All right."

Under Xu Mang's urging, Yang Xiaoman bought ten boxes of Wahaha ad calcium milk. She originally thought that with the level of the school's canteen, she wouldn't be able to buy so much. However, when she opened the warehouse and took a look, Yang Xiaoman realized that she was still very young.

young.

Borrowing a trolley from the boss, Yang Xiaoman struggled to pull ten boxes of ad calcium milk to the destination, a long-abandoned indoor gymnasium.

"I'll crush Xu Mang!"

"Ten boxes!"

The words fell,

Thousands of waves!

"I'm so exhausted!"

"Do you know how hard it is for me?"

Yang Xiaoman sat on the edge of the flower bed covered with newspapers, panting and said to Xu Mang: "You can do this kind of thing yourself from now on!"

"Too much!"

"Usually when you twist my Tianling Gai, I don't see you complaining about being tired, but now you are crying for your mother after moving ten boxes of ad calcium milk," Xu Mang said very dissatisfied.

"roll!"

"Keep talking nonsense, I will beat you to death!" Yang Xiaoman rolled her eyes, then pinched her calf, complaining: "A woman as soft as me, in ancient times, she would have been a princess, okay? Have you ever seen her?

Does the princess do hard work?"

Princess?

I'm afraid it's not the princess's body, but the maid's life, right?

certainly,

Xu Mang didn't dare to say these words, not to mention that Yang Xiaoman could afford to live in a house specially designed by Tomson. Her shy iron fist was enough for her to eat a pot.

"You owe me three hundred and fifty yuan, don't forget it." Yang Xiaoman asked: "By the way, are you confident that you will get the first place? I heard that there is one person who was the champion last year, and you are the only one who won the first place.

How can seafood be better than them?"

"cut!"

"It makes sense for me to let you beat me to win!" Xu Mang showed disdain: "Starting tomorrow, Xu Mang's Wahaha Ad Calcium Milk Wholesale Department will be open for business!"

idiot!

Yang Xiaoman really wanted to know what Xu Mang was thinking. He obviously ate snacks in class last time and was chewed into a sausage mouth. He was supposed to be taught a lesson, but who knew that he would launch a suicide attack again.
Chapter completed!