I will plant a field in the last days

Master, the Chinese people don't seem to want to cause trouble, so they push out the prey. They are smart. As long as the lions and cows eat the prey, there will be no commotion.

The middle-aged man smiled lightly, Chinese people are nothing more than that. Yes, now you are on someone else's territory, so you have to be careful.

Then.

There was a loud bang.

With a bang, the cup in the middle-aged man's hand fell to the ground and broke.

He has a big mouth.

Then he rubbed his eyes again and felt incredible. He said, McAfee, did I see it wrong? Then that chicken—knocked down the lion and the cow?

The servant next to him also rubbed his eyes and swallowed: Master, maybe it was not just as simple as being beaten down. What on earth is that chicken?

Off the field, it was even more lively.

The Chinese bodyguards who were worried about causing trouble just now also opened their mouths and looked at this scene in disbelief.

This lion, which was stronger than an ox, was being beaten and beaten by a fat chicken that looked like a calf, with its wings flapping and its claws bared.

I didn't understand it before when I saw Captain Jingshu carrying a chicken with her wherever she went, but now I kind of understand.

Actually, I know that there is no shortage of eggs at Captain Jingshu's place. I heard that the chicken is particularly good at laying eggs. I thought it was just capable of laying eggs, but I didn't expect that its combat power is so explosive.

Is this a new dark species that looks like a chicken?

There were whispers all around, and the corners of Jingshu's mouth raised.

The battle ended quickly. No matter how powerful the lion and the cow were, they were not as powerful as the fat chicken who drank from the spiritual spring every day. He was quickly beaten to the ground and whined out of breath.

The fat chicken raised its chest and head, clucked, and came over to rub against the metal leg. The meaning was self-evident.

The servants behind and around him were so angry that they didn't dare to say anything. Master, the master's most powerful lion and cow were beaten to death. What should we do?

A young man with a white cloth on his head and a white robe hurriedly ran out of the Burj Al Arab Hotel, followed by many servants.

The young man was extremely angry, cursed and jabbered a lot, but was stopped by the strong man behind him. He whispered something in his ear, and the young man calmed down. He looked angrily at someone in the hotel behind him. In one place, he stubbornly stopped talking.

The strong man came out and said in fluent Chinese: Sorry, distinguished guests, our lions and cows have always been very gentle. I don't know why they went crazy today. However, other people's lions and cows are well taken care of. Tethered, only our second prince’s lion and cow were let out. I think even if you don’t have this chicken as a fuse, it will probably come out and collide with you.”

Tank frowned and clenched his fists: Are you provoking us? Want to fight?

However, Yang Yang stopped the tank with one hand and raised the corner of his mouth: He means that someone framed them and deliberately released lions and cows to enmity with us, and then it is best for us to have a conflict or fight.

Tank couldn't think straight, so he didn't need to think hard, so he asked, What do you think we should do?

The strong man said: Since it is our fault, how about the lion and ox lunch being the trophies for the guests? The dinner is about to begin, so don't affect our harmony.

Tank looked at Jingshu.

Jing Shu smiled slightly: If that's the case, thank you. I'll ask Master Liang Xing to come and give us a full banquet of lion and cow on the spot. I haven't tasted this meat yet. Is it delicious?

The strong man twitched the corner of his mouth, bent down, as if he didn't want to conflict with the Chinese, and led the young man away.

The farce ended, and Yang Yang said on the side: The person holding the banquet today is the eldest prince of the royal family, who will inherit the throne in the future. After his mother died, his father married the second queen and gave birth to the second prince. , is now the current queen’s butler.”

Everyone around me understood.

I'm going, I didn't expect that there is still a fight for the royal throne in Dubai? How old is it?

Are we involved in the battle for the throne between the eldest prince and the second prince? Will it affect our plan?

Yang Yang clapped his hands: Let's go. Anyway, if anyone dares to rob us, we will beat him.

Jing Shu narrowed her eyes, shook her head, and followed, asking Master Liang to quickly handle the lion and cow so that he could have a taste.

Everyone quickly entered the Burj Al Arab Hotel and were attracted by this majestic and luxurious place.

Jingshu is no exception. After the end of the world, it seems that only the common people are affected. For these royal families who have been rich and prosperous for several generations, it seems that they are not affected at all.

This luxurious hall is ten meters high, the crystal chandelier in the middle is magnificent, and the entire decoration style is a combination of Islam and modern technology.

Dozens of waiters wearing distinctive uniforms welcomed people to the banquet hall.

From the hall, you walked into the long corridor, which is a place with the lingering smoke of characteristic aromatherapy, and then passed by a furry cleansing area to clean the stains under your feet, and then the servants half-knelt, dragging towels with hot soup to wipe them.

When everyone arrived at the banquet hall, everyone seemed to have their souls cleansed, soaked in fragrance, and became much nobler.

Dahuang Ya clicked his tongue twice: This is what rich people will enjoy.

However, after entering the banquet hall, Dahuangya still opened his mouth and spit out a few words, Wocao!

Jing Shu also uttered two words, Wucao!

I have never seen such a scene.

This dinner is an absolute feast if you ignore the food.