People are eating halberds, I am a chef in the dark cooking world!

Feeling the feeling from the table knife, Nakiri Senzaemon shook his head and cut a small piece.

Looking at the beef on the fork, Nakiri Senzaemon put it in front of his eyes and observed it carefully.

It is burnt red on the outside, but light red on the inside.

Logically speaking, this kind of beef should be the kind that is charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

But why can't I feel the elasticity when I press it?

Could it be that……

After observing for a while, Nakiri Senzaemon put the piece of meat into his mouth and began to chew.

Although the beef of the man in the suit is very smooth to chew, it cannot compare with the steak of Marcanta in terms of texture and taste.

If only the steaks at Marcanta were freshly slaughtered from the cow.

The beef from the man in the suit has the taste of being left for a long time after being slaughtered.

Even though the ingredients used by the two are the same, the texture and taste of the two are very different.

But even so, compared to the average chef's cooking, the man in the suit is still very delicious.

But he should never, never should have cooked slower than Marcanta!

If Nakiri Senzaemon tasted this dish from the man in the suit first, he would not be too excited, but he would also praise the man in the suit.

but……

He made it after Marcanta.

Compared with Malkanta's steak, the steak of the man in the suit is much inferior.

Putting down the knife and fork, Nakiri Senzaemon stared at the man in the suit for a moment, and then let out a sigh.

"Master Nakiri..."

Looking at Nakiri Senzaemon in front of him, the man in the suit took a deep breath and quickly spoke softly.

"My food..."

As soon as the man in the suit said these words, he froze in place.

Nakiri Senzaemon, who was sitting on the chair, shook his head slowly.

"This dish of yours..."

"If I had tasted your food first, then I might still have my clothes ripped."

"But it was his cuisine that I first tasted..."

"Compare the two..."

"Your cooking is much inferior."

Nakiri Senzaemon said slowly.

"Inferior...a lot?"

Hearing Nakiri Senzaemon's words, the man in the suit was stunned.

When Malkanta finished his cooking, the man in the suit knew that he was no match for Malkanta.

But he never expected that his own cooking would not even be able to tear a small gap in Nakiri Senzaemon's clothes.

This really made him a little hard to accept.

Looking at the man in suit with a very disappointed expression, Gao Shanwen waved to Ace beside him.

Seeing this, Ace hurried to Gao Shanwen's side.

"Master Gao Shan, what's the matter?"

Ace said hastily.

"make him,"

"Throw me into Tokyo Bay!"

Gao Shanwen pointed to the man in the suit in front of him and said directly.

When Gao Shanwen spoke, he didn't lower his voice.

Therefore, Nakiri Senzaemon, Markanta, and the man in the suit who were present all heard Takayama Fumi's words.

Among them, the man in the suit showed an expression of disbelief.

Although I lost to Malkanta, I still have another chance, so why was I thrown into Tokyo Bay?

It's not fair!

"why!"

"why treat me like this!"

Seeing the ace that kept walking towards him, the man in the suit couldn't help but shouted loudly.

"Mr. Gao Shan, what are you?"

Nakiri Senzaemon on the side heard the words, and quickly asked Takayama Fumi.

At this time, he couldn't figure out what Gao Shanwen wanted to do, why he threw this guy into Tokyo Bay.

Just when Nakiri Senzaemon wanted to continue to say something, his body suddenly felt a tingling sensation.

A strange feeling spread from his heart.

Feeling this strange feeling, Nakiri Senzaemon hastily took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing.

After two or three consecutive breaths, Nakiri Senzaemon felt the sensation in his body slowly disappear.

On the other hand, Markanta looked at Ace's movements with a smile on his face.

Although he didn't know why Gao Shanwen threw the man in the suit into Tokyo Bay.

But he is very clear about one thing, that is, what Gao Shanwen does is correct!

and so……

Gao Shanwen wants to throw this man in suit into Tokyo Bay, it must be the fault of this man in suit!

If it weren't for the scruples of Bani Haier and Claude Vader, Malkanta would have bowed to Alpine Wenner a long time ago.

"how?"

"You want to intercede with him?"

Listening to Nakiri Senzaemon's inquiry, Fumiya Takayama turned his head and asked.

"Mr. Gao Shan, I want to know the reason."

Feeling Takayama Fumi's gaze, Nakiri Senzaemon said slowly.

obviously.

If Gao Shanwen didn't give him a suitable reason, then he would never give up!

"Do you know why I held this Dark Cooking Conference?"

Looking at Nakiri Senzaemon, Takayama Fumi said slowly.

Markanta, who was standing by the side, immediately pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"You are trying to unify the entire late-night cooking world!"

Nakiri Senzaemon heard this and said hastily.

"This is just one of them!"

"I actually have another reason, and that is to tap deep talents!"

"What I need is a talented and powerful chef!"

"Like this Marcanta!"

Gao Shanwen pointed to Markanta beside him while talking.

Markanta, who was standing aside, puffed up his chest when he heard Takayama Fumi say his name, and looked at the man in the suit and Nakiri Senzaemon with a smile on his face.

"However... If a person's talent is not good, and his strength is not strong, then I will not deliberately target him!"

"And this guy..."

After Gao Shanwen finished speaking, he looked at the man in the suit.

"His mentality is not good."

"When he was grilling the steak before, he could have grilled it longer, so his steak would be more delicious."

"But he deliberately shortened the time in order to finish his cooking faster."

"At the same time, in order to make his beef more attractive, he also added some contraband to the seasoning!"

Gao Shanwen looked at the man in the suit and said slowly.

Hearing Gao Shanwen's words, the man in the suit turned pale and froze in place.

On the other hand, Nakiri Senzaemon heard the words, and immediately turned his head and glared at the man in the suit.

He said how he felt that the texture of the steak was not right.

Obviously the man in the suit and Malkanta use the same ingredients, but why does the man in the suit taste a bit inferior to the steak in Malkanta?

It turned out to be here.

"I……"

"I……"

Feeling Nakiri Senzaemon's glaring gaze, the man in the suit wanted to say something else.

But then, Gao Shanwen didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

"Actually, I don't care about your use of contraband."

"As long as you can cook delicious dishes, no matter how much contraband you put in, I won't stop you!"

"But your method of adding contraband to the seasoning is too simple, so simple that if I don't bring it up again, it will be an insult to my IQ!"

Gao Shanwen looked at the man in the suit and said slowly.

"It's okay to use crude methods, but you should never, never should!"

"The cooking you made with contraband is not as good as Marcanta's cooking!"

"So that's what threw you into Tokyo Bay!"

Looking at the man in the suit, Gao Shanwen said word by word.

As Gao Shanwen's voice fell, Gao Shanwen waved his hand at Ace.

Seeing this, Ace slashed the man in the suit on the neck with a knife.

This time, the man in the suit was lying on the ground as if he had no bones.

Although he can't move his hands and feet at this moment, it can be seen from his eyes and the expression on his face that he still has his own consciousness at this moment.

So, under the gaze of everyone, Ace walked out of the hall with the man in the suit on his shoulders, and went straight to the deck.

"please……"

"Let me go..."

"I can give you money! I can give you my organization, please let me go!"

Feeling the sea breeze blowing on his face, the man in the suit begged Ace for mercy.

He knew very well that with his current situation, if he fell into the sea, he would definitely be drowned!

therefore.

In order to save his life, he hurriedly begged Ace for mercy.

"Give me your organization i?"

"How do you give it?"

Hearing the man in the suit beg for mercy, Ace seemed interested and asked.