Hoarding What's on Her Plate and Reaching for the Grill? His Holiness the Pope, You're So Domineering!

"Buzz."

When the charcoal was thrown into the oven, the golden-red flame automatically ignited in the oven without Lin Feng's own hands.

The terrifying heat spreads out instantly, but is perfectly restrained by the oven.

Just when everyone was amazed by the magic of this oven, Lin Feng had already laid out the handful of meat skewers on the grill with a "swish" sound.

His hand rested on the edge of the table, his fingers not even touching the sign.

But those dozen skewers seemed to have come to life, and began to roll slowly and gracefully on their own at a completely synchronized frequency.

He picked up the small brush next to him and dipped it lightly in the oil dish.

Then brush the skewers from left to right, all the way to the bottom.

The movements are smooth and smooth, done in one go.

"Zila--"

The golden fat was forced out by the terrifying high temperature the moment it came into contact with the meat skewers.

A drop of hot oil dropped on the black Divine Tree Charcoal below.

At that moment, the whole world became quiet.

An alluring aroma gradually spreads around.

Everyone present had the account number Douluo, one by one, and they couldn't stand it any longer.

Ghost Douluo's Adam's apple slid hard.

Spirit Kite Douluo next to him had his eyes straightened, and saliva almost fell from the corners of his mouth.

Grill the meat skewers until medium done.

Lin Feng picked up a handful of snow-white salt grains, bent his elbows, raised his wrists, and made a classic salt-sprinkling posture.

The salt particles fell evenly like snowflakes, covering each skewer of barbecue with precision.

In the eyes of everyone, that action seems to contain some mysterious truth and is indescribably free and freehand.

He reached out to the spice jar next to him, but paused for a moment.

Lin Feng raised his head and looked at Bibi Dong.

"Can I eat spicy food?"

These four short words struck everyone's hearts like a thunderbolt, making their eyes red with envy.

Senior... I'm asking for His Holiness the Pope's taste!

What a preference!

Bibi Dong felt like his heart skipped a beat and he almost blurted out.

"Yes!"

This was baked for her by her seniors. Not to mention the chili peppers, she had to swallow the poison with a smile!

"Hmm."

Lin Feng nodded and grabbed two jars.

A large amount of cumin and bright red chili powder fall on the hot meat skewers like a red-brown rainstorm.

Stab!

The aroma exploded instantly!

The taste is completely different from the dishes during the day.

Wild, direct and unreasonable.

It's like an invisible hand grabbing the back of your neck, pressing your face firmly against the grill, and forcing you to smell it.

It makes people fascinated and drools.

Lin Feng placed the grilled meat skewers on the plate and pushed it in front of Bibi Dong.

He waved to the woman who was already stunned.

"Taste it."

Bibi Dong's breathing stopped for a moment.

She looked at the slightly steaming meat skewers on the plate.

The golden pieces of meat are dotted with crushed red chilies and brown cumin seeds, and are wrapped in roasted fat, shining with an attractive sheen.

The fragrance is like an invisible hand, accurately grasping the soul of everyone present.

Especially Chrysanthemum Douluo, the muscles on his charming face were twitching uncontrollably at this moment.

Jealousy.

Uncontrollable jealousy.

Why her!

Why not me!

I am the first to take the lead in eating! I am the most loyal fan of seniors!

Bibi Dong ignored the envy and jealousy behind him that was almost materializing.

All that was left in her world was the plate of meat skewers in front of her.

She stretched out her slender fingers and pinched the end of the iron stick with some caution.

Start with a slight perm.

She brought the meat skewer to her lips, opened her lips lightly, and bit off a small piece gracefully.

The moment the piece of meat enters the mouth.

Bibi Dong's beautiful purple eyes suddenly opened wide.

"Ugh!"

An uncontrollable groan escaped from her throat.

The first thing that explodes on the tip of the tongue is the caramel aroma given by the charcoal fire, and the wild flavor brought by cumin and chili.

The teeth bite down gently.

The crispy outer skin breaks with a slight "click" sound.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of hot but extremely delicious gravy exploded in your mouth in an instant!

Spicy and burnt aromas alternately bombard your mouth.

She couldn't even bear to swallow, she just wanted the taste to stay on her taste buds for a second longer.

She looked at the meat skewers with most of them left in her hands, and no longer cared about Pope's demeanor. She opened her lips again, but obviously a little faster.

Just as Bibi Dong was taking a sip, Lin Feng picked up two more skewers and put them into the hands of Zhu Zhuqing and Hu Liena respectively.

"You guys should also try the employee benefits."

After all, they are our own workers, so of course we cannot treat them badly.

The two of them took it flattered, took a bite, and their eyes instantly lit up.

Hu Liena's face was slightly red, and she felt like she was not masturbating, but tasting the best happiness in the world.

And Zhu Zhuqing, on that thousand-year-old iceberg face, there was also a rare blush of satisfaction.

However, just this harmonious and warm scene caused another group of people not far away to completely break their guard.

Lin Feng glanced casually from the corner of his eye.

Good guy.

I saw Elder Hall and Worship Hall, the group with the title Douluo, stretched their necks one by one, their eyes were bigger than copper bells and covered with bloodshot eyes.

Their eyes were fixed on the skewers in the hands of Bibi Dong, greedily, and even with a hint of resentment.

Each Adam's apple rolled crazily, and saliva secreted crazily in his mouth, but he didn't say anything, so he could only hold it in.

Among them, the corners of Spirit Kite Douluo's mouth are already reflecting light with crystal clear liquid.

Lin Feng's eyelids twitched.

"Okay, okay, stop looking."

"It's like not having eaten for eight hundred years. It's not a shame."

"Come and get it yourself and try it."

The moment the words fell, it seemed as if a taboo switch had been pressed.

One second he was trying hard to restrain his Douluo, and the next second, the Soul Power fluctuations on his body exploded instantly!

A dozen figures turned into a dozen streams of light of different colors, heading towards the small barbecue table at the fastest speed in their lives!

"Don't grab it! Let me take it first!"

"Who the hell stepped on my foot!"

"The biggest one is mine, Magic Bear, put it down for me! Be careful, I'll dig out your crotch!"

After a fierce scramble, the giants Elder Hall and Worship Hall finally came together.

The way they eat is simply incredible.

How can there be any dignity of the title Douluo?

Each one of them was like a vicious dog that had been hungry for eight hundred years, huddled in the corner to protect its food, and after three bites, the sign became bald.

Obviously Bibi Dong and the others were going to eat first, but in the end, these old guys just arrived from behind and took the lead in solving the battle.

Then, more than a dozen eyes with green light all focused on the ground again.

On the table, on the plate.

There's only one last one left.

The atmosphere changed instantly.

There seemed to be Soul Power colliding in the air, making a sizzling sound.

Demon Bear Douluo took half a step forward, staring at the skewer of meat with his big eyes, and growled like a beast in his throat.

Ghost Douluo's figure became illusory, as if he would teleport to the table in the next second.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's fists have been clenched, and the joints are cracking.

An offline Mortal Kombat fight with the dignity of the title Douluo on the line is about to break out.

Just then.

A white and slender hand slowly stretched out.

Under the gaze of more than a dozen murderous eyes, this hand accurately grasped the iron skewer of the last skewer.

Everyone's eyes moved upward.

Bibi Dong!

The key is that there is still more than half of the skewer of meat in her hand.

This woman, eating from the bowl, also takes up the food from the pot?!

Suddenly, these people united in an instant and prepared to argue with His Holiness the Pope about what is meant by first come, first served, and what is the "stringing" rule.

However, Bibi Dong just glanced at them lightly.

Those eyes were full of contempt.

Then, with everyone watching in shock, she turned around and said something that made Ghost Douluo and the others regret so much that they wanted to commit suicide on the spot.

"Senior..."

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