Opening a Restaurant in Douluo, Bibi Dong Begs for a Monthly Pass
Chapter 118

Ning Fengzhi: I Don't Want to Spend Another Second in Spirit City!

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More than just Ning Fengzhi.

Even the guy behind him, Bone Douluo, who had stuffed his stomach full of Chinese quintessence and was about to start squirting when he came in, swallowed all the curse words at this moment.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, but he couldn't utter a single word.

There is only one sentence left that comes from the heart, with a vibrato.

"Fuck..."

Even Sword Douluo, whose sword heart has been covered with urine dirt ever since he killed the chamber pot, seems to have lost his soul.

At this moment, everyone suddenly came back to their senses, and those already empty eyes shrank violently, and they firmly grasped the hilt of Seven Kill Sword's sword!

The scene inside the hotel cannot be described as "lively".

It should be said that it is "outrageous" and "terrifying"!

It is a scene that is enough to cause anyone who knows the inside story to have a myocardial infarction on the spot!

Bibi Dong.

Qian Daoliu.

Golden Crocodile Douluo.

There were also several Wuhun Palace elders and priests whom Ning Fengzhi had only seen in intelligence files, who had not been seen on the mainland for decades.

And each of these people is haunted by Soul Power fluctuations that make his scalp numb.

Ning Fengzhi's heart felt cold every time his eyes swept across a face.

One, two, three... damn, I can't count!

This is not a hotel at all!

This is the year-end commendation ceremony for title Douluo!

Spirit Hall Are you taking out all your money and leaving it here to start team building?

Sixteen!

A total of sixteen digits are titled Douluo!

What is this concept?

As we all know, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan combined together only have the title of Douluo. They cannot even make up a table of mahjong!

Even if you add up the titles Douluo of all the forces on the Douluo Continent, it's not enough to fill the gap between the teeth of this group of people in front of you!

But in this small restaurant, there were actually sixteen people gathered?!

Even if this force wants to "dismantle" this continent, it won't be a problem!

"Shua--"

Sixteen gazes, either curious, playful, cold, or unkind, were like sixteen invisible sharp swords, instantly locked on the three of them.

At that moment, Ning Fengzhi felt that his calves were cramping like crazy. If Bone Douluo beside him hadn't subconsciously leaned his body closer, he would have almost fallen to the ground on the spot.

And now, this group of top combat forces, who are enough to redefine the entire continent overnight, are doing something... extremely down-to-earth.

Someone was quarreling with his companion over a piece of cake covered with cream.

Some people used an almost pious attitude to taste a bowl of seemingly ordinary Egg Fried Rice.

There are also people, such as Spirit Hall, the only female elder, who is eating so much that his mouth is full of oil and his manners are completely lost.

"Gudong."

Ning Fengzhi clearly heard the sound of swallowing saliva, and his throat was so dry that it felt like it was about to burst into flames.

When he came, he had thought up hundreds of questions and prepared countless sharp words.

But now, there is only a blank and endless fear in his mind.

What's the point of asking for help?

What a shocking scam?

Everything was thrown out of his mind.

Ning Fengzhi now just wants to grab Spirit Hall by the collar of anyone, and roar with all his strength:

You guys told me so early!

Did you tell me that sixteen members of your family, Douluo, were gathering here for dinner, and I was so full that I came here to accuse you?

I will send someone directly to package and send Heaven Dou Empire's remaining half of the treasury to you as a gift, okay?

If I had known that you Spirit Hall had the sixteen-digit title Douluo, how could I have made a fool of myself with Upper Three Sects?

Ning Fengzhi tried his best to turn his proud brain, trying to break the embarrassing atmosphere that could crush one's sanity.

But under the gaze of a total of sixteen people with the title Douluo, his brain couldn't function at all, and only the alarm kept sounding.

Just when Ning Fengzhi felt that his professional fake smile was about to completely collapse, he was about to wish these big guys a happy birthday on the spot.

The young man lying on the rocking chair finally broke the suffocating silence.

"Eat?"

Those two words were as plain as a casual question.

But in Ning Fengzhi's ears, it was no less than the sound of heaven descending, giving him a step to save his life.

The stiff muscles on his face suddenly came to life, and he burst into the most sincere, brilliant and flattering smile in his life.

His waist subconsciously bent three points, and his posture was extremely low.

"Just here for dinner!"

"I have long heard that Spirit City has opened a new restaurant Maple Dye Pavilion. The delicious food here can only be found in heaven, and it is rare to taste it on earth!"

"Ning has admired it for a long time, and today he brought two elders here to taste it! Taste it!"

He was quick to wit, and he told a lie full of loopholes in a sincere way, as if he was really a gourmet who had traveled thousands of miles in search of delicious food.

Since we run a restaurant, it should be right to praise the taste of the food, right?

And if it weren't for the delicious taste, why would Spirit Hall and the group of Douluo all come to have a dinner together?

Bone Douluo's eyes twitched wildly on the side, and his admiration for his sect master reached a new level.

Good guy, you are worthy of being a sect leader. This ability to talk nonsense is really engraved in your bones.

Lin Feng didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, he just raised his chin towards the empty table.

"Sit."

After spitting out one word, the sixteen terrifying sights that almost burst the air slowly converged.

Douluo withdrew his gaze and focused on the food in front of him again.

But everyone felt an indescribable unhappiness in their hearts.

Damn Ning Fengzhi!

How did he find it here?

This amazing opportunity, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is also going to take a share of the pie?

But the senior's Chrysostomus has opened, and no matter how angry they are, they can only swallow their anger and food into their stomachs.

But for some reason, everyone's chewing speed almost slowed down.

Even the big foodie Spirit Kite Douluo slowed down the action of cooking rice, as if they had discussed it in advance and were deliberately delaying the meal.

Ning Fengzhi felt that the mountains pressing down on him disappeared in an instant, and his whole body collapsed.

He walked on lead-filled legs, carrying his sword and bones Douluo, and chose a corner closest to the door to sit down.

As if this could bring him a sense of security.

As soon as he sat down, his eyes were firmly attracted by a figure not far away.

Qian Renxue!

The "baby apprentice" who had deceived him for more than ten years and almost hit him in the face with a chamber pot!

At this moment, she was burying her beautiful face in a bowl of sea that was bigger than her face, eating a mouth full of sauce, showing no Holy Maiden manners, like a refugee who had been hungry for three days and three nights.

Ning Fengzhi's brain is completely shut down.

So... you exposed your identity, gave up more than ten years of hard work, looted the Heaven Dou treasury overnight, and started such a big battle...

Is it really just to run back and have a warm meal?

Ning Fengzhi's worldview is completely torn apart.

It was more completely cracked than the Golden Chamber Pot that was cut in half by Seven Kill Sword.

He felt like he was suffering every second sitting here.

Under the invisible aura of the sixteenth-digit number Douluo, even breathing felt like a luxury for him.

Spirit City It's too dangerous!

I never want to come again in this life!

He forced himself to look away from the group of "diners" and fell on the menu on the table.

Then, he was stunned again.

The prices on the menu are a bit expensive, easily costing several thousand Gold Soul Coin.

However, it's not a big problem.

Who is he?

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect master, Ning Fengzhi.

In terms of money, every one of you here is counted as one, even if you tie them together, it won't be enough for him to fight alone.

Throughout the Douluo Continent, he Ning Fengzhi said that he was the second largest investor, but no one dared to claim the first place.

Just a few thousand Gold Soul Coin for one dish?

Sprinkle some water.

Ning Fengzhi put that calm smile on his face again, prepared to order two random dishes, pretend to take two bites, and then run away immediately.

I feel like my heart can't stand it if I stay in this damn place for one more second.

However, he was just about to speak.

At the table Elder Council, a guy named Douluo, who was as strong as a bear, burped suddenly, making a frightening noise.

The man wiped his shiny mouth and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Senior, check out!"

"Lottery!"

These two short words were like four heavy hammers, hitting Ning Fengzhi on the forehead.

His whole body froze.

Pump...

Lottery?

What kind of prizes are there? There are also prizes for the meal?

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