Listening to the creepy tone of night Hong, Mo Tianlin suddenly feels a chill rising from his back, and his mouth aches faintly.

He said with a wry smile, "I'm really afraid of you, boy. If you want to compensate me, please speak up quickly."

The night Hong on the ground flashed a smug in his eyes.

"Ding! Threat success, threat ability + 1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level. "

Night Hong and so on is mo Tianlin this sentence, after hearing, immediately stood up, hehe a smile: "I haven't thought about it for the moment, I'll tell you when I think about it!"

Mo Tianlin shakes his head helplessly and smiles bitterly.

Qi's seven eyes all look at the East.

They have known Mo Tianlin for such a long time. Where have they seen the dignified old man show such helpless expression?

They have a new understanding of the blackmail ability of a night slut.

Night Hong suddenly think of what like, to Mo Tianlin way: "by the way, Mo Lao, city hall so many people at the same time poisoning, you did not suspect that the internal personnel have a problem?"

Speaking of this, Mo Tianlin's face is also ugly.

"Of course I doubt it, and I have already let Ling Yan investigate."

"You asked Lingda to investigate, seriously?" Ye Hong showed an incredible expression.

"Er... What's wrong?

Although Ling Yan is a little grumpy, his ability is still very strong. "

But night Hong is suddenly mysterious, quietly remind way: "mo old, you can not forget.

At the moment of the incident, commander Lingda was not at the scene...

as soon as the words were said, the faces of all the people present changed.

Mo Tianlin frowns slightly and says nothing.

Ye Hong's heart has already opened flowers with laughter.

In fact, he does not have any evidence to show that Ling Yan is a Wuzai, but as long as Mo Tianlin begins to suspect him, it is enough. Zhongyuan book bar www.zyshuaba.com

There is no way to hit Lingyan violently in those years. He is disgusting and disgusting!

...

Huangming District, Lingyan's home, toilet.

Ling Yan coldly glanced at the information sent by the man who called Oriental record Yong on the mobile phone screen, but he was silent.

Then turn off the phone, pull out the phone card, pinch off the card core, throw it into the toilet, press the flush button... All in one go.

"It didn't kill Yehong. Nightmare factory is really a group of waste...

...

the next day, the restaurant tower announced the final winners of the kitchen god competition and the Food Association competition.

But these two major awards were contracted by one person.

That person is the manager of night food, Yehong!

As soon as the news was published on the Internet, it triggered a network earthquake in Bailu city.

As a native of Jiangnan Province, Yehong has won the champion of the kitchen god competition. Is there any more exciting news for people in Bailu city?

Light of egret city!

Tomorrow's star!

Kitchen God!

One by one nickname appears on the network.

Even the aunt of her daughter to be married openly inquires whether Yehong has become a family, and makes Yehong cry and laugh.

Friends and relatives also sent congratulatory messages, and Yehong also replied one by one.

Since then, the catering tower officially announced the establishment of the Catering Association, and announced Yehong as the first president of the association.

The news seems to be in the ordinary people's level, but in the catering industry, it is an uproar.

They know that night food, a small seaside shop, will soon take advantage of Yehong's momentum and rush into the core competition area of egret city!