Wen Yan turned around and looked at the young man who pointed at Shirlen and couldn't speak and covered his face, "I said Shirlen, don't scare him." Wen Yan's current state is still in the state of Jian Xuanwuzhang.

When he spoke, he had an inexplicable echo, and the sound was inexplicably fierce at the beach. As soon as he was born, the young man shook even more.

Fortunately, Sharon's mind was not so bad, or because the young man was not very familiar with, Sharon didn't want to continue playing anymore. She smiled and looked at the little girl sitting on the ground.

Brother, "Okay, this is Instructor Wen Yan. Didn't you say you wanted to come and have a look?"

"Instructor Wen Yan?" The young man did not return to normal at all. "But Mr. Garcia..."

"Ah, do you think of him?" Wen Yan finally realized how much impact his current image had on the young man. He waved his hand like a fly, and the fighting armor wrapped around him was like flames.

It slowly burned out and revealed his original appearance, "It's just a competition."

"Search?" The young man finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wen Yan's appearance, but he still did not dare to relax his vigilance. "If you want to play, will it be as for killing Mr. Garcia?!"

"Kill him?" Wen Yan looked at the young man in amazement. "Who said I killed him?" Wen Yan turned to Garcia and looked at Garcia's mouth and couldn't help but twitch. Garcia's current state feels dead in front of people who don't know how to do martial arts.

It's not surprising that he is lying on the ground without any movement, and he still has a lot of blood on his body.

"But he has produced so much blood!" Sure enough, the problem lies in the blood. Most people's reaction to seeing blood is too great.

So what exactly is the blood on Garcia? Those are indeed blood, but they are not from Garcia. The blood is actually Wen Yan's. It's not that Wen Yan was injured by Garcia, but his body just now

Some of his own blood was mixed in the fighting spirit armor. So in the process of beating Garcia, some were left on him. But can I explain this to the young man? Or if the young man explains it, he will listen again after the young man.

Do you understand?

"Haha, this is not a serious injury." Fortunately, Garcia recovered at this time. He saw him seated himself, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Seeing Garcia's nothing, the little guy finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh, I'm scared. I said, are you so cruel in your daily competition?" Although I was relieved, I was still shocked to see the little guy.

"No, I'm just a little excited today." Wen Yan raised his lips and looked at Garcia.

Garcia looked at Wen Yan and smiled bitterly, "Ah, I'm really too excited today."

"Forget it, it's not my business anyway." The guy smiled very ugly. "I won't bother you and leave first..." The guy stood up holding the wall, and could see his legs

They are still soft.

"Haha, do you need me to send you?" Sherlun asked with a smile as he looked at the young man who was standing up staggeringly.

Seeing that Sharon's black-hearted guy quickly waved his hand, "No, no! I'll just go out by myself."

Shirlen obviously knew why this guy was so resistant. She smiled and said, "Please rest assured. I won't do anything out of the ordinary."

The young man was obviously panicked. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Forget it, I'm a frightened bird now. Why is your dormitory so scary? I'd better leave by myself."

"Then please, please." Since the young man didn't want to, Shirron had no choice but to give up helplessly.

When the young man left in panic, Garcia spat bloody saliva and shook his head with a wry smile, "Do you need to be so cruel?"

Wen Yan pulled out Wen Yan, who was stuck on the ground, and put it back into the sheath, rolled his eyes, "Are you blamed me? Who told you to be a slut?"

"Don't I want you to use more strength?" Garcia smiled bitterly and shook her head.

"Okay, don't say it here." Sherron interrupted the two of them directly. "If you are fine, come and help me clean up the ingredients."

Not to mention the grinning Garcia Wenyan looked at Sharon in confusion, "Isn't that guy just now the delivery guy?"

"Yes." Sherron smiled and nodded, "But I plan to have a happy hot pot with everyone in the evening, so those ingredients need to be processed."

Wen Yan looked at Shirren helplessly, "You won't tell me that you still want me to make the bottom of the pot, right?"

"Of course." Sheron felt embarrassed at all, and admitted generously, "Who told Instructor Wen Yan to make the pot so well?"

Wen Yan sighed, "Okay, let me do it. Garcia should not pretend to be dead, come and help Sherron prepare the ingredients."

Garcia just looked a little miserable, but there was no problem at all. He rubbed his shoulders slightly and stood up, "Are you sure you want me to do it? You have to know that I have never done these things before." Garcia didn't want to

He had to refuse, but he had never done these things. During the west wind, others helped to cook. After the west wind came out, he became the deputy leader in the gang organization Rubacher, and cooking was basically the same as

He is insulated.

"Mr. Garcia, please rest assured. It's not a complicated job. I will teach you." Sherron said with a smile.

"Ah, that's fine." Garcia said indifferently.

"Then let's speed up, and Lien and the others are coming back soon." Sherron nodded and his face became serious. I have to say that she is really a conscientious maid.

"Then let's go." Wen Yan shook his arm. Although he had a fight with the White Divine Machine the day before, he definitely did not have such a good fight with Garcia. It should not be said that he was beating Garcia.

So the three of them came down to the kitchen under the leadership of Shirron, and looked at the big bag on the dining table, and were stunned for a moment, "Why have you bought so many things?"

"Haha, it's rare for you to treat me. Am I buying more ingredients for later use?" Sherlun said with a smile.

Wen Yan looked at Shirren speechlessly, "What did you say about me like an iron cock? And are you helping those guys save money too much?"

Shirren shook his head, "Haha, isn't it something a maid should do to save money for his employer?" Seeing that Wen Yan was planning to say something, Shirren stopped Wen Yan. "Instructor Wen Yan, there is not much time left, so you should hurry up and start doing it.

Let's have a pot bottom."

Wen Yan was about to speak and was blocked by Sharon and could only turn his head to the kitchen in depression. To be honest, if he was at home instead of the old dormitory, he would never take on this job. The original class of Class 7 added Millie.

Yam and Clow are already eleven, and Sarah and themselves have a total of fifteen people. So the question is, how many pots do you need to eat hot pot? Wen Yan will never go to one pot.
Chapter completed!