Weir glanced around and sure enough, all the guests were eating the same ramen.

"What a strange little shop, it only sells one type of food. Let's try it with a bowl first."

The smile on the cook's face was even sweeter.

"Okay, please wait."

After saying that, the cook walked to the kitchen.

Although this small shop is not very large, there are only a dozen customers. But the strange thing is that there is not even a waiter.

"Why do I always encounter some weird situations? Am I really born with a halo of less luck?"

Weir looked in the direction of the kitchen with interest because he had sensed something abnormal there.

Soon, the chef with a unique charm walked out of the kitchen and put the face in front of Vier a little clumsyly.

This cook looks about thirty years old. His appearance looks a bit ordinary at first glance, but it gives you a very pleasant feeling, as if he becomes more and more beautiful as he looks.

Picking up the chopsticks, Weir tasted the ramen in front of him.

Delicious, quite delicious. Among the delicious foods he has eaten, this ramen can be ranked in the top few.

After a while, Weir ate all the ramen in front of him.

"Another bowl."

The cook heard Vir's words and walked towards the kitchen again.

Soon, there was an extra night of steaming ramen in front of Vill.

"Another bowl."

"Another bowl,..."

After eating more than a dozen bowls of ramen, Weir happily leaned on the chair behind him. With his appetite, more than a dozen bowls of ramen were just a small matter.

The cook in front of Vir still kept a smile on his face, but it was not as natural as before, and it looked a little stiff.

"Check out, how much is it."

The cook looked at the bowls stacked on the Vier table, a little confused.

"This, the guest has given ten million Baileys."

Weir, who was drinking water, almost sprayed out all the water in his mouth.

This is too expensive. Although he is not short of money and this kind of ramen is very delicious, it is not so expensive. This is a black shop.

"Ha? You just said 10 million Baileys."

Hearing Weir's question, the cook looked a little embarrassed.

"That, the price is indeed a bit high, then it's 10,000 Bailey."

Weir can now be sure that the cook in front of him is definitely a problem.

"This is ten thousand Baileys, you accept it, but I have always had a question."

Take Bailey from Weir's hand, and the cook looked at Weir with a smile.

"Please say it to the guest."

Weir put down the water cup in his hand and said in a plain tone;

"Since you don't want to kill people, why tie those chefs so tightly? They are almost strangled by you, is it really okay to do this?"

The cook subconsciously wanted to run towards the kitchen, but immediately stopped.

"Have you noticed the abnormality? Then why don't you be afraid of me poisoning if you eat those ramen?"

The cook sat on the chair opposite Vier, holding his chin with one hand and smiling sweetly at Vier.

"Of course I'm not afraid, because I believe in my own perception. If you dare to poison, you are already a corpse."

Weir became more and more curious about the identity of the cook in front of him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time in Dressrosa. I know you like food. I changed many stores before waiting for you. I don't know if you still remember me."

After saying that, the cook took out a clean handkerchief and began to wipe his face.

Seeing this scene, Weir knew that the other party definitely changed his appearance by putting on makeup.

Soon, the cook returned to his original appearance. After removing the makeup, the cook became very young, at most in his twenties. His fair face was broken with a blink of an eye. His sexy lips were slightly raised and he looked at Weir with a smile on his face.

"Do you still remember me, my little man, you wanted to kill me back then."

Weir looked at the stunning face in front of him and a familiar feeling appeared.

"You are~? I definitely recognize you, but it's been a bit too long. I've definitely seen this face.

I remembered that you are that~.”

Before Weir finished speaking, the fake cook actually stood up and made a very ambiguous move. His legs spread apart and he sat directly on Weir's lap. At this time, the two of them were already facing each other and could even feel each other's breathing.

This move attracted everyone's attention in the restaurant. Although the custom of Dressrosa is very open, there will be no one sitting like the two. At this time, the fake chef's sitting posture seemed to be doing something shameful and ashamed with Vir.

Near Viagra, there is a member of the Don Quixote family who is also eating noodles.

Seeing this scene, he walked to Vill very carefully and whispered;

"Mr. Vir, do you need to clear the market?"

Weir glanced at the person who came, and he knew the other person's clothes, and he was Dover's subordinate.

“Clear the site.”

The Dover's subordinate immediately began to evacuate the diners in the restaurant. In Dressrosa, no one knew the name of Vier, so they all cooperated to leave the small restaurant.

"Hey, what's your name?"

The subordinate of the Don Quixote family showed an expression of ecstasy on his face.

"My name is Morris, my name is Morris, and I am a member of the Don Quixote family's Red Army."

After saying that, the pirate named Morris respectfully left the restaurant, and then closed the restaurant door tightly and guarded outside.

"The people have left. Let's talk about it. What's wrong with you coming to me? And I still don't know what your name is."

The cook put his head in Ville's ear.

"My name is Cassie Nai, my little man. I didn't expect you to have become such a big man now. I think you were still a young boy when we met."

Weir couldn't help but think that when he met this beauty named Cassie Nai, he was indeed a young boy. At that time, he was still a killer in the sword hall.

"What's wrong with you coming to me this time? You can't be the one who came to me for responsibility."

When Weir said this, he couldn't help laughing.

Cassie Nai couldn't help laughing when he heard Vile's words.

"How could it be? I don't plan to marry anyone. I just came to see what the little kid who used to be murderous intent looks like now. I heard that your strength is very strong, and I don't know if it has increased in that aspect."

Hearing Cassie Nai's words, Weir pressed Cassie Nai directly on the table in front of him, and the sound of the cup and plate shattering came, but neither of them cared.

Not long after, sweet and panting came from this small restaurant.

To be honest, the two of them didn't meet each other and then hit the previous one, because they were no longer the first one. The last time was when Weir was a killer at the time, Weir was still very young.
Chapter completed!