The knife fell from his hand as fast as lightning and meteors. For a short time, these guests only had time to scream in surprise. Then they saw that the thick cow leg bone had been broken into two parts, and half of it flew directly to the table.
Everyone knows how strong cow leg bones are. Thousands of years ago, when humans were still in primitive tribalism, dried cow leg bones were used as weapons in human battles.
Even the famous hammer-shaped weapon in the history of cold weapons originated from the cow leg bone weapons used by primitive people, but the material was changed to copper and iron.
Such a thick beef leg bone can be used as a tool for group fights. If ordinary knives are really unable to deal with it, only Liu Dadao's oversized black iron kitchen knife can handle it.
The blade is heavy and powerful, and Liu Da Dao has also practiced it, so cutting off such a cow leg bone is not a problem.
But what about the arm under the bones? That's right against the fleshy skin without any protection at all! A sharp edge that can cut off a cow's leg bone. If it touches it even a little, the result will be broken bones and tendons.
Everyone present screamed and their faces turned pale with fright. The timid women fainted directly. The tragic scene of blood splattering appeared in their minds.
But after a cry of surprise, the whole place fell into a dead silence, a deathly silence!
One second, two seconds, ten seconds... people were stunned for ten seconds, and then there were gasps of air-conditioning, "Oh my god! The arms are still there!"
That's right, Liu Dadao's brother had already lost the leg bone in his hand at this moment, and raised his intact arm high in the air, as if holding a flag of victory.
Holding a big knife and crossing his hands on his chest, Liu Dadao was extremely proud at this moment!
Ivan picked up the leg bone in front of him and touched the sharp stubble. The cross-section was extremely smooth, which couldn't be fake at all. Looking at the clean arm of the chef, there was not even a white mark on it.
"Oh my God! What kind of sword technique is this? Is it magic?"
Montauban next to him shouted with a red face, "Magic, I know, this is Eastern magic! Everyone has been deceived, this kind of thing is simply impossible!"
"Impossible?" Jonas sneered and mocked, "Why don't you go to the kitchen and pick out a leg bone? It will save you from being convinced..."
"Just pick!" Montauban turned his head angrily and rushed back, frightening the group of little girls waiting for the performance behind the curtain to disperse.
Montauban was not convinced, but most of the other nobles were convinced, especially the group of people sitting at the edge. What they saw was indeed a intact cow leg bone. This could not be faked.
Everyone reached out to take the heavy sword and tested its sharpness with the pads of their fingers. As a result, several people's skin was accidentally cut by the blade, and bright red blood flowed out.
"Yes, it's a real knife, so sharp..."
"What a miracle! This is simply a miracle. How did you do it?"
Those reporters are going crazy. Isn’t this the best news tomorrow? The front page headlines are given to political topics, while the entertainment section is just right for this little tidbit.
I've already thought of a name, let's call it "The Swordsman of the East Stunning the Four with His Skills", or "The Cold Light Rises in the East Palace, the Swordsman Rules the Hero"!
There was a sound of a shutter being pressed, and the proud chef showed a proud smile to Europe!
At this time, Montauban also ran in. This guy didn't care about being dirty. He was holding three thick beef leg bones in his arms, and his clothes were covered with oil.
Good guy, this guy picked all the bones that the Chinese use to make bone soup. He used the strongest and most boilable hind leg bones, even bigger than the one just now.
"Cut! If you can successfully chop these three, I believe you!"
"No problem, today I will show you the skills of our Chinese cooks... Two brothers, continue!"
"Okay, big brother!"
I saw the two brothers holding one leg bone with their left hand, another leg bone with their right hand, and the last one was still resting on the foot.
The imperial chef turned his hands, and his bones pointed upward towards the roof. The curve of the bones pressed tightly against the skin. "Do it!"
"Ha!" Liu Dadao channeled his Dantian Qi, and the force shot directly up from the waist. He saw the black railway light flashing twice, and after hearing two crisp sounds of clicking, all the two cow leg bones were chopped off in the middle.
The cook saw the right moment and suddenly raised his foot upwards, and the last leg bone flew into the air. Liu Dadao exchanged hands with each other, and the light of the knife became a cross cut.
There was just a crisp sound, and the leg bone in mid-air was cut into two pieces!
These three swords were executed in one go like clouds and flowing water. All the Europeans present were dumbfounded. Even Xiao Letian's officers and intelligence officers who were proficient in martial arts applauded at this moment.
"Beautiful! Amazing skills!"
Now everyone was convinced. Montauban looked at the leg bones broken into six pieces on the ground and kept swallowing his saliva. He actually lost the ability to speak for a while.
Ivan was also dumbfounded, but he was still a little unwilling to give in. "Good knife skills don't mean that the fish has no spines. Making fish is a delicate job. The light is powerful, so what's the use of your hands?"
"Haha, okay, okay, are you still not convinced?" Liu Dadao turned his head and bowed to Emperor Tongzhi, the head of state. "Long live my lord! Head of state! Can you find a woman for this slave? I'll lend her belly!"
boom! Everyone present was dumbfounded, and the female guests were so angry that they thought Liu Dadao was going to be a hooligan.
Xiao Letian turned and nodded to Fangguan. Fangguan walked to the edge of the curtain and whispered a few words. Soon a dancer with a veil covering her face came in.
These are all Egyptian belly dancers trained by the foundation. They are also members of the Yanzi who gather information from Fang Guan. All of them say they are stunning Egyptian girls.
Her belly was as white as fat, smooth without any fat, and the skin and muscles of her belly trembled slightly when she walked. This fragrant scene made all the men present swallow their saliva.
Liu DaDao asked the brother to take out a square piece of fresh beef from the kitchen, "My lords, today I will stir-fry the beef on the spot!"
"But I lack a chopping board! What should I do?"
Liu Dadao looked around and suddenly smiled mischievously, "If you ask me, this beauty's belly will be used as a chopping board. It must be excellent!"
"Oh God! How dare you be so barbaric?" The ladies who had just woken up after smelling the smelling salts became furious when they heard these bloody words.
This poor girl's belly is so tender that water can be squeezed out of it, and it is as white as solidified cheese. If such a big black iron kitchen knife were to cut it, she wouldn't be disembowelled on the spot!
"No! Absolutely not!" Many men acted as messengers at this moment, wanting to teach this arrogant cook a lesson.
Is a woman’s skin comparable to a man’s? Who knows if the cook just now has some special skills and his arms are not afraid of knives. But how can this belly dancer compare to a rough-skinned man?
A group of British nobles vying to be knights surrounded him with a roar. It seemed that if Liu Dadao didn't stop, they would beat him up.
