Chapter 167 Uncle is emotionally unstable

Are you going to sing?

After hearing what the old chef said, Qiao Lan's heart began to play the accompaniment. Ah~ In a dream, in a dream, I have seen you~

But the old chef stared at the woman with his eyes wide open and his brows furrowed, his expression so serious.

Thinking and recalling seriously.

It was obvious that he was not talking nonsense. Maybe he had really seen the other person somewhere?

The woman looked to be around thirty years old, with an ordinary face and no memorable features. If it weren't for the gentle smile on her face that was too dazzling, Qiao Lan might have forgotten her the next time they met.

After she was interrupted by the old chef, she was stunned for a moment, looking at the old chef, and also showed a moment of thought.

But it was only for a moment, and she continued to smile.

He said, "Lost wanderer, if you have met me before in your previous life, it must have been through the Divine Mother's merciful call, a sudden encounter of our destiny. It is your good fortune, and mine as well. We will eventually meet at the same destination, despite our different paths."

"Where! Where have I seen her?" The old chef didn't listen to what she said at all. He just tried to recall it by himself and even knocked his head.

"Uncle Geng?" Fu Xingyuan tugged at the old chef's clothes anxiously. "If you can't remember, forget it..."

Don't overexert yourself on your brain, or it might cause mental problems. Your mental state is already unstable, isn't it?

In contrast to her worries, the other group of people were surprised when they heard that the old chef and the woman might have met before, and looked at the old chef with envy.

The woman extended her hand to the old chef and said with a smile, "Lucky old acquaintance, my old friend. I am already a believer eager to be fed by the Mother Goddess. You, too, please quickly join us and bathe in the light of the Mother Goddess's mercy. Old friend, let me be your introducer."

"ah!"

The group couldn't help but sigh.

The look he gave the old chef became more enthusiastic and envious, as if a woman's introduction was a very significant thing.

The old chef didn't react at all. He just stared at the woman's face, recalling the past and banging his head.

"Uncle Geng, don't think about it."

Qiao Lan stretched out his hand and gently pressed twice on three acupoints on the old chef's head, including Fengchi acupoint, with the help of energy fluctuations.

This was not just a memory. The old chef was in a bad state. It was obvious that this woman had irritated him. Qiao Lan helped him calm down as soon as possible.

"Come back to your senses!"

Qiao Lan shouted.

He practically shouted in the old chef's ear.

The old chef groaned, stunned for a few seconds, and then his eyes regained clarity. He took a deep breath, still staring at the woman in confusion.

Qiao Lan was alert and secretly wondered if the other party had some kind of mind control ability? Had he disturbed the old chef's mind the moment they met?

"Dad, she's Ms. Zhang."

Geng Duofu just finished nurturing the crystal core at this time, stepped forward and supported his father.

"Ms. Zhang? Zhang...ah! I finally remember!"

The old chef shuddered, his eyes widening again as he stared at the woman and said, "It's you, it's you! Bastard, bastard! You're so mad! You're making me so angry! Wahhhhhh——"

He was furious and pulled out a kitchen knife from his waist.

With one in each hand, two flying knives flew towards the opponent like arrows.

The moment the flying knife rushed out, the old chef also jumped up, waving two kitchen knives and slashed at the woman.

They were in a very close relationship with each other, and this incident happened too suddenly!

No one reacted!

The other people didn't even scream, they just stood there blankly.

Several blades instantly cut into the woman's body!

Qiao Lan didn't have time to stop it.

Blood was about to splatter on the spot, the old chef's kitchen knife was extremely powerful!

Bang——

But it was a deep sound, accompanied by dazzling golden light.

The golden light formed a cocoon of light around the woman, wrapping her tightly inside and deflecting the old chef's blade.

Even the old chef holding the knife was thrown away and fell seven or eight meters away, his whole body falling into the soft snow.

"ah!"

A scream.

The two flying knives were bounced away, one fell on the snow, and the other happened to fly diagonally and cut through one of the female companions, cutting off her entire arm!

Bright red blood splattered on the ground.

Above the white snow, the red is breathtaking.

The man with the broken arm rolled in the snow, screaming in pain.

"Walk!"

Qiao Lan immediately leaped up, jumped out of the pit, and landed beside the old chef. While in the air, he raised his gun, and the moment he landed, a large stone was released to cushion the snow, so he landed on the stone instead of being buried in the snow.

He knelt on one knee, aimed his gun at the other group, and was ready to shoot at any time.

Fu Xingyuan's reaction this time was also very quick. He was stunned for a moment when Qiao Lan flew up, then he immediately grabbed Geng Duofu and jumped out right after Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan landed, and she and Geng Duofu followed behind her.

He lost his footing on the rock and slipped, falling into the thick snow with Geng Duofu.

This little flaw is not important. Anyway, the four of us have now distanced ourselves from each other.

The old chef, his son, and Fu Xingyuan climbed up the rocks and quickly pulled themselves out of the snow. They stood on the rocks together, just half a body height above the snow level.

The other party could not see the stones that Qiao Lan released in the snow. They only saw a few people standing on the soft snow out of thin air, which was quite weird.

The man with the broken arm was still rolling in the snow, screaming, dyeing a large area of ​​the snow red.

It looks miserable.

But the other group of people did not provide him with timely treatment. They continued to protect the woman and stood there.

The golden light around the woman dissipated, and she was unharmed.

The smile on his face disappeared and his tone became very stern.

"Lost wanderers, why are you so rude? After I have extended my invitation, this provocation is considered blasphemy against the Mother of God. It is a grave sin!"

Qiao Lan held the gun, his finger on the trigger, and shouted, "It was an accident! The uncle here is emotionally unstable and often does unexpected things. We can't stop him. We don't mean to be your enemies. Can everyone clear up the misunderstanding? I can give your companion first aid to stop the bleeding. I also know a doctor. If he is taken to the hospital quickly, his arm may be reattached! I will cover the medical expenses and subsequent recuperation, and give you some material compensation. Is this okay?"

She sincerely expressed her desire to salvage the situation.

But the gun was still held.

Negotiations are negotiations, but if we can’t reach an agreement, let’s just fight.

That's what I meant by keeping my distance just now. In the apocalypse, oftentimes, regardless of who's right or wrong, consider the fight first, then anything else. A polite and civilized negotiation? It doesn't exist.

The woman replied sullenly, "That's not the way to handle it."

"no?"

Are we going to start a fight?

Without any instructions from Qiao Lan, Fu Xingyuan cast two energies on her and the old chef, maxing out their attacks.