Villa platform in the dark night.

The helicopter lights flashed.

"Wow, wow, wow—"

The rotation of the fan blade gradually became rapid, and the movement became louder and louder. A middle-aged man, who looked like a housekeeper, shouted to the father and son who were bowing to the helicopter in the cabin: "Hurry!"

"Master, take this kitchen utensil first!"

The butler stretched out his hand to Guzman who had difficulty boarding the plane. The giant owl hesitated for a moment. He heard the vague sound of footsteps behind him, and gritted his teeth and handed the kitchenware to his confidant who had been in charge for many years. Then he freed up a hand and grabbed the metal door to prepare for boarding the plane. Who knew that cunning laughter suddenly filled the night sky. The butler tore open the sheepskin and showed the wolf's appearance, and kicked Guzman away.

The roar, the shrill scream of being betrayed, overwhelmed the chaotic scream for a moment.

Guzman was not a tycoon chef with powerful strength. He fell to the ground, his eyes filled with deep hatred. Seeing the helicopter several meters above the ground, he was soaring freely and escaped from chaos, and his eyes turned to despair and regret.

"Beep, lock!"

In the manor, a young man in a camouflage uniform with a circle of flowers embroidered with his right arm, chewing gum, carrying a portable rocket launcher on his shoulder, gave a thumbs up to the leader of the Revival Club next to him, laughed cynically: "Look at me and shoot this guy down!"

The leader of the Revival Society operation said coldly: "Destroy kitchenware!"

“We can’t get it, so don’t even think about the food!

Whoosh.

The smoke of gunpowder is everywhere.

In the cabin, the middle-aged man who was holding the copper pot tightly turned to fear, and the whistling rockets hit him in the blink of an eye. Just as the pilot and the middle-aged man were in fear of death and his breathing stopped sharply, a long whip of flame suddenly appeared in his vision, followed by a huge explosion that broke through his eardrums.

The rpg rocket was intercepted, but exploded near the helicopter. Unexpected situation occurred. The helicopter was pushed and blocked by the aftermath of the explosion, and was tilted. The pilot was still in a state of panic and collapsed, yelling something in his mouth. It was obvious that the helicopter that had lost control, like a toy model, fell straight to the ground.

The plane crash is coming!

The leader of the Revival Society was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "What legendary kitchen utensils, just smash them with the helicopter!"

Obviously, this group of people has a different purpose, and is to come with a crazy intention to destroy.

But the horseman carrying a portable rocket launcher next to him opened his mouth wide, pointing to the strange momentum of falling in the air, and suddenly the large machine that was still hanging in the air, and said in a daze: "Yes, someone has caught it... It's Sta!"

Everyone on the ground gathered a burly figure with his hands raised high under the belly of the machine, his pupils contracted tightly, showing fear.

Bang.

In the eyes of the food giant, a large machinery like a toy, fell on the ground to stir up dust. According to the heavy objects, Stah, the "Dragon Trainer", was obviously not easy, with her naked bronze upper body, ash and long sweat mixed.

Stah lowered her body into the cabin without a sound. The "Demon Saint Bronze" had fallen from the middle-aged housekeeper's arms. Stah swept away, her eyes contracted, and quickly picked up the kitchen utensils. She looked around carefully. She saw that there was no trace of cracks or broken marks, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"The mission is completed!"

On the second floor of the mansion not far away, Andrea smiled and knocked her fingers.

Katherine looked dull.

The giants of the ‘Food Club’ are all spread out, inside and out, throughout the Guzman Manor. If the kitchen utensils can still slip away, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

On the ground, Nagiri Thistle walked slowly, and the situation was not beyond his control. He whispered as he walked: "We thunder attacked, and IGO's side, we were one step slower to get the news. There are not many organizations around the world that dared to compete with food for treasure head-on."

It happened that the IGO organization that was most afraid of was slow and did not pose a threat. Nakiriki Shizuo saw Sta picking up the "Demon Saint Bronze Warehouse", and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The four giants, Stah, Nakiri Thistle, Catherine and Andrea, gathered together.

The remaining four people have not appeared yet.

The four of them forced everyone to retreat step by step.

"Duke!"

"I know you're here, get out!!"

Sta, who was holding the kitchen utensils tightly, suddenly took off his iron mask, revealing his scarred face, and shouted loudly without warning.

There is a faint sigh in the fire and a ruin.

"I'm waiting for someone."

The members of the Revival Society heard the familiar and majestic voices, and were relieved and smiled.

A black man who seemed to be in his prime walked into the manor smoothly.

He had a bald head, no hair on his forehead, and his face was not wavy. According to principles, practice and the aura of the master should not appear on a nigger, but the leader of the Revival Society named Duke had his hands hanging naturally, and walking like this, but it made people feel respectful.

This is a "sage" in people's subconscious mind!

The arrival of the black Duke, the members of the Revival Society were surprised, while the giants of the Food Society looked at each other solemnly.

"This guy is a dragon chef!"

"Food Dragon Chef!"

Andrea's voice was crisp and she waved to the air, "Don't hide, come out quickly, the seven of us entangled him and asked Sta to take the kitchen utensils first. Our first task is to seize the kitchen utensils, not to kill people and defeat the enemy!"

Nakiri Thistle, who was in charge of the operation, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Just do what Andrea said!"

"Then I'll go first-"

Without any hesitation, Stah held the kitchenware and took big steps and ran.

"Did I let you go?" The black Duke smiled silently, and Bang, Sta, who was striding heavily in meteor, suddenly stopped, and a blue vein appeared on his forehead like a small insect twisting. His whole body was sweating, and the wet traces were stained under his feet, and he was obviously suffering a terrifying blow!

"gravity!"

The black Duke glanced at the suspicious food club giants, clenched his fists at the void, and barely stood still, and screamed, knocking his knees to the ground, smashing a deep pit.

Then, with a clang, the "Demon Saint Bronze" was also exerted by a huge weight. Even Star, who could resist the helicopter, couldn't hold it. His arms twitched and bit his lips. He could only let go and watch the kitchen utensils fall in front of him, but he couldn't crawl over to pick it up.

gravitational!

Nakiri's heart sank.

This black Duke has a legendary resume. He was almost hunted down by the leader of the Food Club in his early years. Later, he survived the disaster and entered the Revival Society and became the pioneer of the American continent's fight against the Food Club.

His food cell ability is "gravity"!

It is conceivable how terrifying this ability is. Unless you leave the atmosphere and go to outer space, even a speck of dust on this earth will be affected by gravity. However, the black Duke can control gravity, and the "Dragon Trainer" Sta, who is known for his physical fitness as a giant dragon, is easily controlled by him.

"...The people I'm waiting for don't seem to be here." The black Duke clenched his fist and glanced around, with a faint regret written on his face.

Nakiri Thistle's throat rolled up and down, and the command that had been stuck in her throat for a long time was about to be spit out, when a colorful light burst out in the night, and the "Demon Saint Bronze Artifact" that was sucked by the floor moved slightly.
Chapter completed!