'How dare a chef wander around in these chaotic times?'
That was the thought in the minds of everyone in the village at this moment. Both the villagers and the bandits looked confused.
They had never imagined that the chef could appear so calmly in front of these bandits.
Although the bandits needed chefs, they would not be very respectful to the chefs they had taken away, nor would they provide them with good food and drinks.
No one knew if the chefs sent to the Divine Chef Temple would really be accepted by the temple.
Most of them were turned into corpses and died tragically in foreign lands.
The Divine Chef Temple offered good benefits to the chefs who were accepted, and it would even provide them with source stones.
However, it would not pay too much attention to those who were eliminated.
Those who were eliminated were the losers, and no one cared about what happened to the losers.
However, it had to be said that the pancake smelled delicious!
The people present couldn't help but twitch their noses. A rich aroma burst out of the pancake and crawled into their noses like little snakes.
It tickled their taste buds.
'It smells so good!'
The people present couldn't help but narrow their eyes.
The young man who brought Bu Fang into the village was shocked as well. He sniffed the aroma of the oyster pancake in the air, and his Adam's apple moved.
"It smells so good … I want to eat it!"
The young man was a chef, but not a very good one.
He just loved cooking, so he devoted himself to learning how to cook. That was how he reached his current level and became a famous chef in the village.
He was a good cook.
It was because of this that his wife married him.
However …
He had been cooking for so many years, but he had never smelled such a delicious aroma. It was a smell that seemed to penetrate deep into his soul.
Crunch, Crunch, Crunch …
Bu Fang took a bite of the oyster pancake and chewed it slowly. His movements were neither fast nor slow.
It was quite rhythmic.
All the bandits were greedily wiping their saliva. How could they resist the aroma?
"Boss, this guy is definitely a chef! Look at what he's eating! It smells so good! "
One of the robbers wiped the saliva from his mouth. If it weren't for the fact that his boss was present, he would have rushed forward without hesitation, snatched the Oyster Pancake from Bu Fang's hand, and eaten it himself.
He stuffed the last piece of Oyster Pancake into his mouth.
Bu Fang exhaled softly.
The Oyster Pancake was able to restore the energy within his body. The feeling of an endless supply of energy caused a relaxed expression to appear on Bu Fang's face.
It was very comfortable.
Hua la la …
He poured himself a cup of steaming hot Nine Revolution Heavenly Path Tea.
Bu Fang took out another Oyster Pancake.
They ate and drank tea.
The Demigod bandit could not hold it in any longer.
His figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of Bu Fang.
He looked at Bu Fang condescendingly.
A terrifying aura burst forth from his body.
"You … are a chef?!"
The Demigod bandit said with a fiendish smile. His eyes fell on the Oyster Pancake, and he could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
He reached out his hand, grabbing Bu Fang's Oyster Pancake.
"Come, let me have a taste. If it's delicious, then you're a chef …"
Without saying anything, the Demigod bandit began to snatch the Oyster Pancake.
The other bandits around were envious.
The young man who had pulled Bu Fang into the village turned pale.
He had harmed Bu Fang!
If he had known this would happen, he would not have pulled Bu Fang into the village. That way, Bu Fang would not have been involved in this storm.
However, soon, everyone was stunned.
Because in everyone's eyes.
Under the Demigod bandit's terrifying pressure, the outstretched hand actually missed.
He did not catch the Oyster Pancake in Bu Fang's hand.
Bu Fang tilted his body slightly. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly as he stuffed the Oyster Pancake into his mouth.
As he bit down, his teeth broke the skin of the Oyster Pancake, causing the oil and the warm broth to flow out.
The rich aroma blended and gushed out.
"You dare to dodge?!"
The Demigod bandit was instantly enraged.
"I'm the Second Master of the Cloud Mist Sect! Who dares to disobey me?! "The Second Master's anger was uncontrollable. His eyes seemed to be bursting with terrifying fluctuations.
He raised his hand and slapped Bu Fang's face.
These days, he had beaten up at least a thousand chefs, if not eight hundred.
He did not realize it before, but now that he had met them, he realized that these chefs were actually so arrogant.
However, no matter how arrogant they were, they could only tremble under his power!
Therefore, when he learned that Bu Fang dared to resist, he did not hesitate to slap him.
This scene caused the surrounding people to reveal looks of sympathy.
Without a doubt, he had offended a Demigod.
This young man was probably going to suffer some physical pain.
Some villagers could not bear to watch, so they covered their eyes.
Patter!
A crisp sound rang out.
It was the sound of a slap and a face.
In the next moment, in front of everyone's eyes, a figure flew backward and fell in the distance.
However, to everyone's surprise …
The person who fell in the distance was not Bu Fang.
It was the Demigod bandit, the Second Master of the Cloud Mist Sect!
"Oh my god …
What happened?! "
Many people were confused, not knowing what had happened just now.
Who was the one who helped Bu Fang block this move and even gave him a slap in the face?
The surrounding bandits' eyes were filled with disbelief.
They saw clearly just now that the person who slapped their Second Master was none other than Bu Fang, who was eating the Oyster Pancake and drinking tea!
He sent a Demigod flying with a slap?
Was this chef's cultivation so strong?
Or … was he just lucky?
Bu Fang stuffed the last bite of the Oyster Pancake into his stomach, then clapped his hands leisurely.
The true energy in his body had finally recovered, and his divine sense had almost recovered as well.
With the nourishment of the Oyster Pancake, his recovery speed was very fast.
At this moment, Bu Fang finally had the mood to look at the bandits.
Robbing chefs?
Bu Fang was very curious about this.
What was the Divine Chef Temple's background?
Why did they rob so many chefs?
"How dare you hit me … I didn't know that you, a chef, have some strength!" the Demigod said coldly.
He was just a chef. Even if he was a Demigod, so what?
Could he be compared to a bandit like him, who had gone through mountains of blades and seas of fire?
Buzz …
With a thought in his mind …
The Demigod bandit's pumpkin hammer appeared in his hand in an instant.
With a rumble, the hammer smashed toward Bu Fang's head.
Whoosh! The air seemed to be collapsing inch by inch from the impact!
"Even if you are a chef, that's not a reason for you to be so unscrupulous! I'm going to beat you half to death and drag you back!"
The Second Master growled.
His divine sense surged out of his body as he smashed the hammer toward Bu Fang.
Runes of Law emerged on the hammer, and the Power of Law surged.
As soon as the Power of Law appeared …
The pressure instantly caused the experts present to feel so stifled that they couldn't even breathe.
"Oh? The Law of Force? "
Bu Fang looked at the Power of Law lingering on the hammer. The corners of his mouth curved slightly.
He stopped Xiao Bai, who was about to strike.
Then, he showed a hint of interest.
Facing the hammer, he raised his Taotie Arm.
The bandage unraveled, and the Yin and Yang energy swirled.
The hammer smashed down.
Bu Fang threw out a palm toward the hammer.
"You want to catch my hammer with your bare hands? You skinny chef! Where did your confidence come from?! "
The Second Master sneered.
The bandits around him also showed a mocking look.
Their Second Master comprehended the Law of Force, and with a hammer, he could flatten a mountain!
Looking at Bu Fang's skinny face, he actually dared to catch it with his bare hands.
They were afraid that his hands would be broken!
The villagers also sucked in a breath of cold air, frightened by Bu Fang's arrogance.
Boom!
Under everyone's watchful eyes …
The Pumpkin Hammer and Bu Fang's palm collided, producing a deafening explosion.
A moment later …
The scene that people had imagined did not happen.
The Pumpkin Hammer … was caught.
Bu Fang held the hammer with one hand, his face expressionless as he glanced at the Second Master.
Then, he squeezed his hand, and the hammer caved in.
With a kacha sound, fine veined patterns appeared on it.
In just a moment, it was crushed!
With a swoosh, it fell to the ground!
The Second Master was dumbfounded.
The surrounding bandits and villagers also found it hard to believe …
Could it be that this skinny chef also comprehended the Law of Force?
Otherwise, how could Bu Fang crush the Second Master's hammer with his bare hands?
How strong was Bu Fang?
At least in the Demigod Realm, he was basically invincible. Even the proud sons of heaven of the divine dynasty would have to bear a grudge in front of Bu Fang.
He had the Divine flame, which had devoured two Laws, and the Law of Transmigration.
His divine sense had been enhanced by the God of Cooking's Menu.
And his spirit sea, which had been enhanced by the Yin and Yang poles, could basically crush his peers.
He might even be able to put up a fight against gods!
The Second Master's pupils constricted when he saw the hammer explode.
He took a step back and crushed a communication jade stone.
The next moment, he shouted, "Retreat!"
The bandits dashed out of the village in a frenzy.
Bu Fang's strength was beyond their expectations.
He was probably the son of a high-ranking official in the divine dynasty, or a top disciple of some big sect who had come out to explore the world!
Facing an existence fully equipped with high-level equipment, the Second Master wisely chose to retreat.
His lackeys ran even faster than him.
After all, as bandits, if they didn't know how to protect themselves, they would have died long ago.
If they couldn't win, they would run away. That was the rule of bandits.
Bu Fang shook his hand.
After all, the Law of Force was the Power of the Law. The recoil made his palm sting.
"Xiao Bai, stop them …" the Second Master said.
"You can strip them and tie them up. I have questions to ask them."
Bu Fang rubbed his fingers and said faintly.
As soon as he finished speaking …
Xiao Bai's mechanical eyes flashed.
With a clanging sound, the three flags behind him unfurled, and a long spear swept out.
The surrounding villagers were all dumbfounded.
The sudden change in the situation caught them off guard.
Looking at Bu Fang's posture, was he going to keep these bandits here?
"Wait!"
The old village chief's expression suddenly changed.
The head of the Misty Mountain bandits was a God who had truly comprehended the Power of the Law. If Bu Fang really kept these bandits here, he would be in big trouble!
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