Hunter X Hunter: I Want To Be A Foodie

Chapter 331 It Can Be Done With Just One Phone Call. What Does It Matter If You Like A Fierce Person

The food prepared at the banquet was not very good.

After all, they were all made in a hurry.

However, Yang Feng is not picky either.

Because he is in a good mood today.

Not only did he conquer a "king-level" loyal servant.

Moreover, it will take a few days at most.

You can get two TOP.10 precious ingredients.

The thought of this.

He couldn't even laugh.

Why would you care about this?

Eat, drink, and drink together.

Occasionally add a few small words.

More than half an hour later.

The banquet held late at night ended.

Then, everyone was arranged to various rest rooms.

Peng Si lives next door to Yang Feng.

"..."

Yang Feng turned his back to Peng Si and waved.

Peng Si was stunned.

Just wanted to say something.

Yang Feng has already closed the door of the lounge coolly.

"***......"

do not know why.

Peng Si suddenly became angry.

Immediately, Xiao. Mouth pouted.

He walked into his lounge angrily.

Bang! Accompanied by sound.

Peng Si violently closed the door "953".

Netero happened to be standing not far away.

So take this scene into full view.

"Interesting, really interesting... Netero touched his beard.

"President, what are you talking about?" the bean-faced secretary asked in confusion.

Netero laughed: "It's nothing, I just discovered something suddenly..."

Discovered something? The bean-faced secretary had a question mark.

Just when he was about to ask, Netero said: "Okay, it's getting late."

"Hurry back to your own lounge, we have to rush back to the headquarters tomorrow...

"However, when I think about returning to the headquarters, there are a lot of things waiting to be dealt with."

"Thinking about it, I'm really tired. By the way, should I consider retiring?"

"Well, this is a good idea, and the candidate for the president can also be chosen from the twelve earthly branches..."

As he was talking to himself, the next moment, Netero walked into the lounge and closed the door.

Seeing this, the three-faced secretary standing at the door was confused.

Because this lounge obviously belongs to him...

There was nothing to say all night, and the night passed quickly.

The next day, that is, the morning of December 6th.

Everyone woke up one after another.

Yang Feng rises latest.

Of course, so does Bessie.

Because they live in the same lounge.

Around nine o'clock, Andulu sent someone to inform him.

Everyone went to the living room to have breakfast together.

on the table.

Netero and Yang Feng chatted while eating.

"What? You asked me if I want to leave together after breakfast?"

"Nonsense, why don't you leave and stay here?"

"There are only a bunch of soldiers and medicines waiting to be researched in this ghost place.

"It takes a lot of effort to find a good piece of beef. Only a fool would want to stay here."

Hear Yang Feng's unabashed complaints about this underground isolation.

Everyone glanced at Andulu subconsciously.

But Andulu didn't react at all.

The still elegant table knife cuts the steak on the plate.

Netero then stroked his beard and smiled.

Looking at Yang Feng, he said: "Okay, since you want to leave with us."

"Then I'll leave it to you to provide us with three meals a day during the flight."

Yang Feng swallowed the ramen in his mouth and gave Netero a contemptuous look.

"You still need me? President, do you think I have to use your flying ship?"

"You're kidding, you're not the only one with a flying ship in this world."

While talking, Yang Feng took out his mobile phone and immediately dialed a number.

The communication was quickly connected...

"Hey, it's me. Yes, what happened to the flying ship I asked you to arrange in the Mingbo Republic?"

"On call at any time? Okay, let them wait for me at x* around eleven o'clock."

After finishing the sentence without further rambling, Yang Feng hung up the communication.

Instead, he put the phone back into the storage space and glanced at Netero.

He smiled playfully and said: "Look, isn't there a boat here, and you still want to blackmail me? What a joke, I want to use a boat, I can get it done with just one phone call."

Listen to Yang Feng's confident, slightly ostentatious and powerful words.

Netero wasn't angry either, he just smiled and said, "Well, I forgot that you don't have many subordinates."

But Nobu, Gailu, Chidor and others were curious at this time.

After all, in this world, private flying boats are very expensive.

Moreover, Netero said there are many subordinates? What does this sentence mean?

Thinking of this, Chidor couldn't help but be curious, and asked the doubts in his heart.

Netero listened, glanced at Yang Feng, smiled, and said:

"Are you asking this? In fact, he is the boss behind a certain gang organization."

"Boss? Gang organization? What organization?" Mo Laowu asked curiously.

Netero glanced at Yang Feng again, with a sly flash in his eyes and said:

"[Seven Kills Club], well, I remember it was called this name..."

Mo Laowu said in surprise: "What? [Seven Kills Guild]? President, you are talking about the [Seven Kills Guild].

"Does it mean that it has only risen strongly in the past few months, and not long ago..."

"Isn't it the [Seven Killers Association] that was more brutal in killing two mafia families and thousands of people?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?" Netero took a sip of hot milk.

Mo Laowu: "This is a big problem. The real boss of the [Seven Killers Association] is actually a young man. This kind of thing is too..."

"What's Tai? Don't disturb my meal [If you make any more noise, I'll slap you."

Yang Feng frowned, raised his head and glared at Mo Laowu.

Mo Laowu suddenly fell silent.

Good guy, no wonder Bessie is so cruel.

It turns out that its owner is terrible himself.

After all, a gang boss who could order the killing of thousands of people.

Could it not be scary?

Probably among the people present.

Only Andulu and Netero.

Only they personally…………

Or indirectly killed so many people...

After Yang Feng saw Mo Laowu calm down.

Also continue to enjoy breakfast.

But while eating.

Yang Feng complained about Netero in his heart.

I thought: This bad old man is really fucking bad.

Didn't he just refuse to leave using his flying ship?

Isn’t it just that you don’t cook for him?

There is no need to seek revenge.

Are you going to reveal our true identity?

If you do this, my image will be ruined.

A handsome young man who suddenly became very good at cooking.

Become a gangster with bloody hands.

How to maintain a low profile with Peng Si?

Think of this.

Yang Feng glanced at Peng Si quietly.

But he found Peng Si looking at him.

Not only is there no alienation or disgust at all.

On the contrary, it’s still………………still……..

"Worship? I will go. Is it my imagination?"

"You know I'm a murderous gangster."

"How come this woman admires me more?"

"Is it possible that she likes fierce men?"

Yang Feng murmured in his heart.

However, no matter what Yang Feng thinks.

A quick breakfast was finished.

Then everyone said goodbye to Andulu.

Netero left with the bean-faced secretary, Chidor, and Gailu.

Peng Si still had some unfinished commissions.

So I need to rush to a certain country.

The same goes for Mo Laowu and Norbu, a pair of good "gay friends".

As for Yang Feng?

Of course he took Bessie with him.

Let’s go together to board the flying ship sent by the [Seven Killers Association].

But before everyone said goodbye.

Peng Si exchanged the latest contact information with Yang Feng.

Peng Si is so proactive.

Yang Feng is really...

I really like it.

Of course, beautiful women take the initiative.

Who wouldn't like a normal man?

"Ha, it's interesting. Look, it won't be that difficult for me to get out of the singles category in 3.7..."

On the flying boat, Yang Feng, who was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the address book on his mobile phone.

The corners of his mouth could not help but rise, showing that he was indeed in a good mood at this time.

Next to her, Bessie was chewing on a big piece of pig's trotters, her mouth full of fat.

Hearing Yang Feng's muttering, it stopped and couldn't help but asked curiously:

"Single dog? Master, what is a single dog? Is it delicious?"

Yang Feng glanced at Bessie and said with a playful smile: "Don't ask me this question."

"You have to ask yourself, because you are 100% single."

"Uh... I don't taste good, no, I'm not a dog, I'm a noble monster." Bessie's expression froze at first, and then she strongly denied it.

The smile on Yang Feng's lips grew wider: "I didn't say you weren't a World of Warcraft either."

"However, you must be single, and you don't have to accept this status even if you don't want to."

"If you want to get rid of it, then go out and pick up a female panda girl and come back..."

Hearing this, Bessie was completely stunned.

Because it doesn't understand.

Single dog and female panda?

What do they have to do with each other?