Johnson killed several chosen ones with his words, which immediately caused a large silence in the foreign live broadcast room.
The audience that had previously boasted about how great Johnson was all shut up and were too embarrassed to speak anymore.
The death of the Chosen One is not just the death of one person, the country represented by the Chosen One will also suffer countless casualties as a result.
but....
What does the death of others have to do with him?
He just wants to live well by himself, even if he does it by any means and harms others.
Besides, if such a stupid person dies, he will die, and he deserves to die.
Johnson's heart didn't waver at all, and he even wanted to laugh a little.
He glanced at his shivering "teammates" and remained silent, just waiting quietly for the new dishes to be prepared.
About two minutes later, four new dishes were served and needed to be sent to table No. 4.
More than forty chosen ones stared at the dishes, but for a while no one came forward to serve them.
They are worried that Johnson will test the rules on themselves!
The atmosphere was deadlocked for a while.
Johnson took a step forward and took the lead, taking out a dish and holding it in his hand.
"Haha, since everyone is so polite, I'll go out first."
Without hesitation, he carried the food and walked out. The journey was smooth and he successfully left the hot kitchen!
This is actually his plan.
The temperature in the kitchen is obviously still rising. According to the chef's cooking speed, someone will definitely die in the kitchen later.
Most of the Chosen Ones haven't figured this out yet, but they will sooner or later.
After they figure it out, they may have to fight for the food plate and start fighting for their lives!
It would be extremely difficult to escape at that time.
Therefore, he first trapped a group of the chosen ones, intimidated the remaining people, so that they did not dare to compete with him for the food plate, and finally walked out gracefully and safely.
Pity the chosen ones who are still watching in the kitchen, thinking they are safe, but they don't know that their situation is getting more and more dangerous.
"I specifically told them that the plates can be taken separately. A few more people should be able to survive and continue to be my scapegoats."
Johnson was full of confidence that he was in control of everything, strategizing as if he had everyone killed.
Offsite connection for help?
Only idiots can use this thing!
A truly smart person can only rely on himself!
He held his head high, holding a plate and striding toward table No. 4.
What made him a little strange was that after he walked out of the kitchen, the chosen one who chose cashiering and cleaning looked at him with a strange look.
This look...seems to be filled with pity.
Pity me? Do I need to be pitiful? What do these people mean?
He looked around, frowned, and when he was about to reach table No. 4, he suddenly thought of a very critical question.
That is....
Where is the first chosen one to come out of the kitchen...man?
The Chosen One of Kimchi Country is missing!
The Nightmare Restaurant is not a place where they can move around at will. After the Chosen Ones from the Kimchi Country leave the kitchen, they can either stay here or return to the kitchen, there is no second choice!
Unless he's dead!
The hairs all over Johnson's body suddenly stood up. He felt a terrible threat, the kind that could take his life!
When I came back to my senses, on the seat of table No. 4, a fat middle-aged man with a big belly showed his gold teeth, pointed at the dinner plate in his hand, and said dissatisfied: "I'm starving, why did you just sit next to me?" vegetable?"
His big belly wriggled a little, and Johnson was thinking of defending, but unexpectedly, the greasy middle-aged man didn't give him a chance.
"This order of food is not enough to fill your teeth. Why don't you let me eat it too?"
Wow!
As soon as he finished speaking, a gash suddenly opened in the middle-aged man's round belly, and a big mouth full of sharp teeth suddenly opened, trying to swallow Johnson in one bite!
The chosen ones who have not written themselves on the menu are walking delicacies that can be eaten by guests for free!
It’s free, if you don’t eat it, you don’t get it!
An unexpected death crisis broke out. Johnson didn't even have time to be afraid. He took out a shining silver water bottle from his pocket and threw it at the middle-aged man!
He is a saint of the Western Church, so he would naturally bring life-saving items before entering into the strange story about rules.
This bottle of holy water has a magical effect and can make Weird sleep for ten minutes. It is an escape artifact.
It's a pity...he didn't expect to use it so soon.
Snapped!
The water bottle burst and the holy water spilled out. The obese middle-aged man seemed to have taken sleeping pills and fell into a drowsy state. The bloody mouth on his stomach drooped and he gradually began to snore.
Immediate effect!
It is indeed a fine holy water made by the church.
Johnson breathed a sigh of relief, put down the dish, turned around and was about to leave, but unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his feet, more than a dozen eyes fell on him.
In just half an hour, there were eighteen customers in the Nightmare Restaurant, and at this time, fourteen of the eighteen people all looked at him.
What is it like to be stared at by fourteen strange creatures?
My scalp is numb!
Johnson's body couldn't move and was frozen on the ground. He couldn't figure out why these weird things would attack him as soon as he appeared.
Isn’t this a dead end?
Is it possible that the serving position is a trap and cannot be chosen?
Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, but in the end he couldn't find the inspiration to break the situation.
Do you want to use your last trump card...
He clenched his fists, feeling the cold breath invading his body, and he couldn't hold his nerve any longer.
At this moment, a burst of music similar to a phone ringing sounded in his ears.
Is this... an off-site help line?
Did the audience outside think of a solution?
He looked in disbelief, but still decisively answered the call.
When the method that Lin Qiuhan came up with to break the situation came into Johnson's mind, the man was shocked.
"Is there any other way?"
"It turns out that I was targeted because I was too cheap!"
Johnson's heart tightened when he got the answer. Without saying a word, he rushed to the front desk and wrote down his name on the menu.
In an instant.
All the spooks who were interested in him changed, with regretful expressions on their faces, and sat back down in their seats.
The danger was temporarily lifted.
Johnson was gasping for air at the front desk, feeling the joy of surviving the disaster. With complicated eyes, he looked at Lin Qiuhan who was silently sweeping the floor in the corner.
This woman didn't use force, she just relied on her brain to think of a way that she hadn't thought of, and saved her life.
Not only in terms of combat prowess, can I not even compare to her in terms of brains?
Johnson was a little shaken.
On the other side, Lin Qiuhan had no interest in him at all and was minding his own business.
Lin Changqing in her belly took a few more glances at the bottle of holy water, and her eyes lit up.
"It has a weird smell. This holy water is definitely produced by some weird item!"
"In the real world, an organization has obtained a strange item and used it specifically to produce holy water as a reward to save the lives of its subordinates?"
Lin Changqing took a fancy to this strange item.
The strange items in the dungeon of Rules and Ghost Stories are difficult to grab, but it is different in the real world.
In the real world, even nuclear bombs may not be able to stop him!
Lin Changqing secretly released a ray of cunning energy and attached it to Johnson, preparing to get the treasure after clearing the level.
Of course, Lin Changqing was not going to rob. He was a civilized thief. He just wanted to go around the church door to see if the people in the church had a pattern and would take the initiative to offer treasures.
Johnson never expected that when he showed up this time, he not only failed to show off, but also harmed his own organization!
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