The pampered baby of King's High School

When Mo Tata woke up, he smelled the aroma of preserved egg and lean pork porridge.

Opening my tired eyes, I saw a bowl of steaming steamed egg and lean pork porridge on the bedside table.The two maids also stood respectfully on both sides of the bed.

"Miss... are you awake? Come and have some porridge first?" A maid cautiously greeted Motata.

Everyone knows that Mo Tata is a difficult girl to take care of~

"Eh? This is..."

"This, but Young Master Feng got up early in the morning and made it for you. But he said he had something to do and told us to take care of you, so he hurried out."

"Oh, that's it." Mo Tata was inexplicably moved. Feng Yingchen would actually cook for him? !

"Miss Motata." One of the maids said sternly, "It's really not that I talk too much, I only dared to say these things to you when Master Feng was away..."

"What do you want to say, it's okay, just say it~" Motata looked puzzled.

"Miss Motata, I think you are too capricious! Do you know? Master Feng spent the whole night on the sofa last night, and he is such a clean freak that he actually let you sleep on his bed. , do you know how surprising this is? Master Feng has never cooked before, but he cooked porridge for you early this morning...Miss Motata, Master Feng is very forbearing, but he cooks for you Can't you see these things?"

"I..." Mo Tata was suddenly at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

"Okay, you can drink the porridge first, and then wash up, we will leave first..."

"Well, thank you."

*****Ghost.night ghost gang******

Some men and women opened their pupils wide, tears mottled on their delicate facial features.A frightened panicked expression.Even some people have desperate and sad expressions before dying.

Because they understand, fall into the nether world.With the Yemei Gang in his hands, it was as if he would fall into the abyss in the next second.Just like standing here right now, someone will hold a cold knife on your neck in the next second, cut off your blood vessels, make you bleed, and make you suffer bit by bit in the torment and struggle. To die, let you stop your heartbeat and pulse little by little in horror and despair.

Let you gradually experience the fear that death brings to you little by little, and what it brings to them is joy and happiness.This is Nether.Night Charm.

Because of its cruelty, it can live forever and become famous all over the world.

Feng Yingchen helped Mo Tata cook breakfast early in the morning, and then drove to Netherworld.Night Charm.

The men and women who were caught just now were all people who participated in the brawl in the cooking competition that day.It was very easy to search people this time, because when people beat Mo Tata at the beginning, they only thought she was an ordinary girl, so these people did not hide their identities and acted openly.

Because they also thought that such a little girl would take revenge on them?Just her?Come on!

However, they never expected that Feng Yingchen was behind Mo Tata.Behind Feng Yingchen was Yin Ming.Behind Yin Ming is the huge Nether.Night Charm.Netherworld.Behind the Ye Mei Gang are more than half of the underworld forces in the entire world!

So, this time, these men and women from various gangs who think they are very powerful, send them four words: You guys, you are dead! ! !

"Master Feng, you are ready, you..." A thug in black uniform reported to Fengying Chenhui with an indifferent face.

Feng Yingchen made a gesture for the thugs to step back.The lonely and stern facial features revealed a gloomy and bloody breath of death.His icy pupils reflected the raging fire in front of him, a cruel and charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he raised his chin proudly, "You guys, who will be the first to jump?"

His voice was cold and joking, pouring out the faint breath of death.That's right, in front of everyone was a deep and large fire pit, and a raging fire was burning inside, as if you could hear the crackling sound of firewood being burned.

The burning fire is like boiling hot blood, exuding a bloody breath of despair, and exuding a bold and bold air!

Feng Yingchen sat on the noble throne, her face was safe and sound.Contrary to his face, there are a group of captured men and women, their panicked, desperate, and frightened hideous faces.

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