Weirdness is coming: Chen Mu Nugui started with trillions of ghost coins

Tao Tieyi thought about it and admitted that he was moved.

What Zheng Zetao said makes sense, this is indeed their last chance to win!

"Brother Tao, you are a straightforward person!" Tao Tieyi said, "It's settled. I am confident that I can deal with Chen Mu. Is there any problem on your side?"

Zheng Zetao nodded firmly, "Don't worry, I'm sure it will be fine.

We are now grasshoppers on the same rope. I can't deal with Jiao Zhizhi, and I have no chance of winning.

I have a tool in my hand that will definitely be able to defeat Jiao Zhizhi."

After the two secretly finalized their cooperation, they returned to their respective tables.

Seeing Tao Tieyi agreed, Zheng Zetao felt relieved.

He no longer has any props, so he is now trying to use Tao Tieyi's props to lure Tao Tieyi into attacking Chen Mu.

In this way, Zheng Zetao has a chance to beat Jiao Zhizhi - after all, the difference is only about ten points, and he will become the final winner!

Zheng Zetao was right, he would indeed try his best to deal with Jiao Zhizhi. However, he would not use props, but rely on competition to defeat Jiao Zhizhi.

During the intermission, a strange judge came to Chen Mu.

The half-revealed face was filled with a flattering smile, "Chef Chen, we brothers have a favor to ask."

Chen Mu looked at it, "Oh? What request?"

"It's like this, the food you cook is so delicious. We want to... pack some up for later, you know, so we can keep it and enjoy it slowly. As long as you do this, we will definitely give you a point, absolutely no problem."

After hearing the strange words, Chen Mu laughed.

These judges were quite greedy. They were not satisfied after eating the food on the spot and even wanted to pack it up to take away.

Sure enough, both human hearts and evil hearts are very greedy.

"Do you have a container to put it in?" Chen Mu asked.

"Um... this... we don't have it. The small container of 'seasoning' just now also fell to the ground and broke. So I would like to ask Chef Chen to think of a solution. This is the only request we have."

The weird judge said this and looked at Chen Mu's trillion-dollar money-shredding machine.

Obviously, it thinks that ghost money + trillion-dollar money shredder can solve the problem of long-term preservation.

But the key point is, these are Chen Mu's props, how could Chen Mu give them to them?

Seeing that there was a hint of conflict between him and the weird judges, Chen Mu smiled and said, "Of course no problem, leave it to me."

"Chef Chen, you are really awesome!" The weird judge hurriedly thanked him and returned to the sofa happily.

Seeing the four judges happy, Chen Mu couldn't help but feel a little disdainful. These weird ones were really a bit greedy.

The scoring rights in the last round are crucial, and Chen Mu still has to rely on them to pass the level.

However, they want a trillion-dollar money-shredding machine, which is absolutely impossible.

If that doesn't work, use the ancient gold seal to force them.

But Chen Mu valued peace and would not resort to violence unless it was absolutely necessary. After a little thought, a plan emerged in his mind.

Haha, a few greedy and weird judges, can't I, Chen Mu, control you?

As the break comes to an end, the final round of competition is about to begin.

The atmosphere between the players also became extremely subtle.

Chen Mu was unique and was served personally by the foreman.

Zheng Zetao and Tao Tieyi formed an alliance with ulterior motives.

Jiao Zhizhi holds the trump card in hand, waiting for the right opportunity to act!

The most intense round between players is finally about to begin!

The foreman followed the procedure and announced the start of the third round of competition.

The players were all ready for battle. Except for Chen Mu, the other three began to cook.

Although he was waiting to trap his opponent, he couldn't stop practicing his skills.

The three of them worked even harder when cooking.

Tao Tieyi waited to beat the first and second place, and then competed with Zheng Zetao in cooking skills and finally won.

Zheng Zetao waited for Tao Tieyi to beat the first place, and then compete with Jiao Zhizhi in cooking skills to become the final winner.

In fact, Zheng Zetao was a little confident. He used his own meat, and the quality of the ingredients was two levels better than Jiao Zhizhi's, so he really had a chance of winning.

As for Jiao Zhizhi, she was busy cooking.

Chen Mu’s previous guess was correct. Jiao Zhizhi was indeed a wealthy woman, and she still had two props in her hand that she had not used.

These two props will be her last resort!

While the three of them were cooking seriously, they glanced at Chen Mu from time to time, keeping a close eye on his movements.

Everyone was very worried, not knowing what cards Chen Mu had in his hand in the final round.

It's impossible for him to take out another 1000 million pure strange energy.

A few minutes later, Chen Mu was still sitting on the sofa sipping red wine, not moving at all.

A glimmer of hope could not help but well up in the players' hearts.

Chen Mu hasn't moved yet. Is it because his pure strange energy should have been used up in the last round?

If this is true, doesn't it mean that the situation will undergo a huge reversal?

At this moment, Chen Mu, who had been tasting red wine, was finally ready to take action.

He touched the ring, looking like a "head coach warming up".

The players couldn't help but feel nervous. They all stopped what they were doing and stared at Chen Mu, wanting to see how much paper money he could take out.

The next second, Chen Mu took out a piece of paper money from his ring.

Yes, there is only one ghost money!

Seeing this, Zheng Zetao frowned slightly. He didn't quite believe that Chen Mu was really out of money.

But if you have money, what does it mean to just take out one? This is not Chen Mu's style.

Chen Mu stretched out his hand and asked the foreman, "Is there a fire here?"

The foreman was stunned at first, then nodded quickly and hurriedly took out a lighter from his pocket.

"Yes, brother, I have it. This is a specially made Guihuo lighter. We have nine such cool lighters in our restaurant."

"That's enough, light the fire." Chen Mu said.

The foreman pressed the lighter and placed the lighter with the flickering flame respectfully in front of Chen Mu.

Chen Mu put the paper money in his hand directly on the flame of the lighter without saying a word.

As the strange fire jumped, the ghost money slowly burned, emitting a light blue flame.

Looking at Chen Mu's nonsensical behavior, Zheng Zetao and the other two were confused again.

They found that until now, they still could not understand Chen Mu.

This person is too abstract. He always does many things that you can't understand.

For example, now, everyone thought he would take out a lot of paper money, but he only took out one and burned it with strange fire.

What is this for? Performance art?

Jiao Zhizhi felt that Chen Mu was born to play with abstract saints.

As the paper money for the dead slowly burned, a cool breath began to float in the air.

Since the pure strange energy dissipated very quickly, the second round of pure strange energy had completely dissipated at this time.

As soon as this burning gas mixed into the air, it was immediately sensed by the strange people present.

All of a sudden, the four weird judges lying on the sofa all sat up abruptly.