Sumptuous meals were spread across two large tables.
Ma Hongjun was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back. He grabbed a chicken leg and gnawed it, leaving his mouth full of oil.
Dai Mubai and Oscar were not idle either, their chopsticks were flying in the air, for fear of missing a bite.
Even Tang San, who has always been "pure and pure" and always maintains some dignity on weekdays, can't care about so much at the moment.
He lowered his head and put one mouthful of rice into his mouth, picking up food even faster than Dai Mubai.
In the entire box, there was only one special exception.
That is Gangzi.
I saw Yu Xiaogang standing alone in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking up at the stars at a 45-degree angle.
It's not that he's not hungry, he just wants to maintain Grandmaster's dignity.
Flender sat in the main seat, pushed up his glasses, and looked at Tang San and the others with a smile.
"Eat slowly."
"If it's not enough, just order more and you'll be satisfied tonight."
This extremely abnormal behavior made Zhao Wuji sitting aside keep looking at Flender.
Something is wrong.
Why did this old iron rooster pluck its feathers today?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
Zhao Wuji even doubted that Flender might have given some medicine to this meal to make him run faster, right?
Su Chen sat at another table, watching the herd of cattle and horses gorge themselves.
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong gathered together and discussed something in a low voice.
More than twenty minutes later, most of the plates on the table were empty.
Ma Hongjun let out a loud burp, touched his round belly, and collapsed on the chair.
Flender Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, he slowly stood up and clapped his hands twice.
"Are you all full?"
Tang San Several people nodded.
The smile on Flender's face suddenly disappeared.
"Since you're full, let's go back to the room and rest for an hour."
"In one hour, go to Sylvis Great Soul Arena for Soul Fighting!"
As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the box.
Ma Hongjun still hasn't wiped off the oil on his face and is dumbfounded.
This meal is not free of charge.
"Dean, are you serious?"
"We have been running all day today, and our legs are almost no longer our own. Are we still going to Soul Fighting?"
Oscar also said with a grimace, "Dean, we have to continue our journey tomorrow."
"If we go to Soul Fighting tonight, we may have to crawl on our feet tomorrow."
Yu Xiaogang turned around from the window at this time.
Although he was carried by Flender all the way without any physical exertion, he still frowned at this moment, looking like a worried student.
"Flender, Tang San are exhausted. It's really inappropriate to go to Soul Fighting now."
"Soul Master cultivation requires a combination of work and rest."
Flender glared and pushed back what Yu Xiaogang said.
"Yu Xiaogang, you don't understand."
"This is called extreme pressing."
"Only by fighting when you are most tired can you bring out the potential of Soul Master. This is my good intention as the dean."
Having said this, Flender paused and then said, "And didn't I let them rest for an hour?"
Yu Xiaogang heard this and nodded thoughtfully.
"To stimulate potential under extreme conditions... it's not completely unreasonable."
Tang San clenched his fists and his eyes were red.
I just finished two days of running and I have to go to Soul Fighting for a meal.
Flender This old guy is simply more evil than the slave owner!
Su Chen almost laughed out loud while holding the tea cup.
Flender This is not a last-minute idea.
After he entered the city, he found out that Sylvis Great Soul Arena had a team of Fierce God Team, whose members were all Soul Ancestor. They were extremely aggressive and had seriously injured several teams in a row.
In order to find someone to end their winning streak, Spirit Fighting Arena offered a very attractive reward.
Flender cleared his throat and finally revealed his true purpose.
"Fierce God Team, all members are above level 40."
"As long as we Shrek Eight Monsters can win them, we won't have to worry about the travel expenses and food expenses later."
The more he talked, the more excited he became, and his saliva sprayed all over Zhao Wuji's big black face.
Zhao Wuji wiped his face and silently moved the chair to the side.
Xiao Wu After listening, he threw away the napkin in his hand.
"Not going."
Flender The smile on his face froze.
Xiao Wu held Su Chen's arm affectionately and shook it, his voice sweet.
"Silves City is so big and lively, we are going shopping tonight!"
Ning Rongrong nodded immediately.
"That's right."
"We don't lack those bastards Gold Soul Coin!"
Zhu Zhuqing did not speak, but leaned towards Su Chen to express his position.
Now it was Flender's turn to be dumbfounded.
If these three aunts don't go, how will we fight the remaining Shrek F4?
Do you rely on Tang San to twist your butt and make the other party sick to death?
Flender When I thought of this, my face turned green.
Fierce God Team's group of people are famous for their cruel methods.
If Tang San and the others were to hit each other alone, not only would Gold Soul Coin not be able to make any money, but they might even have to pay for treatment.
Flender quickly put on a flattering smile and advised earnestly.
"Xiao Wu, this is also a rare opportunity for experience."
"Although Fierce God Team is powerful, it won't be easy for you two to deal with them together?"
"It won't waste much time if I go shopping after playing."
Xiao Wu shook his head.
"Don't listen, don't listen, that bastard is chanting sutras."
Flender couldn't persuade Xiao Wu at first glance, and quickly turned to look at Su Chen, winking.
Brother Su, please help me.
He had already spent a lot of money on this meal tonight.
If he couldn't make it back, he would really have to hide in bed and cry to death.
Su Chen looked at Flender's anxious look and found it very funny.
He leaned back on the chair, spread his hands, and sounded very helpless.
"Flender Dean, I can't control what they want to do."
"The legs grow on themselves."
"It's very difficult for me to handle this matter."
Difficult?
Flender The flesh of the cheeks trembled.
If it's difficult to do, then don't do it!
He pressed both hands on the edge of the table and had already overturned the big round table eight hundred times, and all the leftover soup and leftovers were stuck on Su Chen's face that deserved a beating.
He's going to flip the table!
He wants to fight!
He wants to establish the majesty of the dean!
But these are, after all, just his psychological activities.
Flender let go of his hand and let out a long sigh.
What a sin.
Wild boars cannot eat fine chaff.
If he had known that these ancestors were unwilling to work, he should not have ordered so many dishes just now.
Go to the street and buy a few kilograms of cold, hard white steamed buns, and give them to Tang San and the four of them to chew on them. Wouldn't it also fill your stomach?
Flender took a deep breath and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Okay... you go shopping, pay attention to safety, and have fun."
Xiao Wu cheered, took Su Chen's arm and walked out.
"Boss is leaving, let's go see what fun things there are in this city!"
Not to be outdone, Ning Rongrong hugged Su Chen's other arm.
"Brother Chen, I heard that the night market here is very lively!"
Zhu Zhuqing followed the two of them.
The three stunning girls just surrounded Su Chen and walked out of the box.
Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and Oscar were sitting there with different expressions on their faces.
Su Chen just walked to the door and looked back at Flender.
"Dean Flender, although we are not going to Soul Fighting, we can do you a small favor before we leave."
Flender was stunned for a moment.
"What's the rush?"
Su Chen looked at Tang San and the others.
"Let Ning Rongrong restore Soul Power to Little San and them."
"Then let them play one-on-one and two-on-two Soul Fighting and earn back their meal money, wouldn't that be enough?"
Flender's eyes lit up.
Yes!
You can't fight in a team battle, but you can still fight one-on-one and two-on-two!
No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat!
Tang San Several people stared at Su Chen. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute.
You seem very capable, right?