Chapter 490 Don’t Eat Beef

Chapter 490: Don’t Eat Beef

"Sir, the beef noodles are here."

Inside the war room.

The native respectfully moved the table in front of Leon and placed the noodles on it.

"There are chopped green onions in the noodles? That's thoughtful." Leon took a look and found that there were indeed chopped green onions, just as he thought.

The others had different expressions.

Billy Butcher leaned his head over.

The moment he saw the chopped green onions, there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Locomotive and Black did the same thing, secretly checking whether there were chopped green onions in the bowl.

The Homelander quietly observed the few people, secretly glad that he had heard the horrible bet.

At the same time, he bowed slightly to Leon and said:

"I know that beef noodles in the East always have chopped green onions, so I copied it exactly!"

The people of the motherland have never shown such a humble attitude as now.

But he could not muster the slightest positive resistance towards the person in front of him.

"So, you made this bowl of noodles?" Leon didn't move his chopsticks, just looked at A-Zu.

The Homelander was about to take credit, but when he met Leon's eyes, his heart trembled for no reason.

He subconsciously changed his words: "Yes, it was Shen Hai who did it, and I was assisting him from the side!"

"Really?" Leon said, looking at the beef noodles. "I just made a bet with the locomotive. If there are chopped green onions on this bowl of noodles, you live; if there are no chopped green onions, you die."

The deep sea, standing next to the motherland, trembled with fear.

He knew nothing about the bet.

When I hear this now, my mind goes blank.

I tried hard to recall whether I had added chopped green onions.

He even took a few steps forward subconsciously.

I didn't feel relieved until I saw a few touches of green in the bowl.

But when he looked up, he was met with Leon's cold smile.

"No need to look, there are chopped green onions."

Leon said with a smile.

Without waiting for Shenhai and Homelander, whose face was almost frozen with laughter, to react.

Lyon suddenly shook his head again.

"But there is another characteristic of the beef noodles in my hometown, which is that there is not so much beef in the noodles."

The sunlight slanted in from the window, and the light was cut into squares, illuminating Leon's back.

His face was in shadow, his eyes like swords.

"Sorry, I don't eat beef!"

The words fell.

Everyone was a little confused.

But the next moment Homelander and Deepsea screamed together.

"Ahhh! My hand, my hand!"

Shenhai grabbed his left wrist, endless fear surged from the bottom of his heart, he staggered back, knocked over the chair, and fell to the ground like a wailing groundhog.

——His left hand was gradually turning into ashes and dissipating from the fingertips downwards.

The process was painless, but it made him almost crazy with fear.

"My palm, my palm is disappearing!" Homelander also screamed.

Unlike the deep sea, the people of the motherland were like a wounded and bleeding brown bear, roaring loudly at the people around them, shouting for help.

"Help me, no! Ashley! Locomotive! Find a way to help me!" He roared in fear and anger.

Others looked at this scene in disbelief.

It’s so cool to see that the people of our motherland, who are usually so high and mighty, also have a day like this.

They couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure in expressing their emotions.

But this scene was so weird that they couldn't help but subconsciously distance themselves from Leon and his companions.

Homelander's left hand quickly dissipated to his elbow.

He finally realized who he should really ask for help.

"Please, sir, please!"

He collapsed in the chair, looking at his elbow as if he was about to cry, and then looked at Leon.

"I put chopped green onions in there. I asked Shen Hai to put chopped green onions in there. Please, don't do this. I, I can do anything for you!"

Leon pointed at the beef noodles: "Really? So what if you put chopped green onions? I said, I don't eat beef!"

Homelander stared at Leon: "The bet you made only has chopped green onions, no beef!"

He saw his own fate from Leon's attitude.

The violence in my heart overwhelmed my fragility for a moment.

He cannot die here. He is a native of the motherland and a god above all living beings. He cannot die!

"Give it to me, give it to me! Quick! You bastard, give it to me now!"

Homelander turned around and used his only remaining hand to ask Ashley for a stack of documents.

He threw the stack of papers in front of Leon.

"Stop what you're doing, asshole! Or the PR department will post everything here online!"

The Homelander had a ferocious face, with the flesh on his face drawn into violent curves.

"You are very righteous, right? You came here with Butcher, and you are also a guy who thinks you are righteous, right?"

"If you don't stop everything, your cruelty will be exposed to everyone, my fans, yes! My fans will cyberbully you endlessly!!"

Homelander uttered a long list of threats in one breath.

That was a check and balance plan that the public relations department came up with after profiling Leon's personality in a short period of time.

Originally, A-Zu didn't plan to use this kind of thing, as it would only remind him of the painful time when he was threatened.

But now he's risking it.

He can't die, he doesn't want to die!

"Cyberbullying..."

Leon, who had been leaning against the chair and swaying on the backrest, was stunned.

Is A-Zu putting himself in other people's shoes? He is afraid of cyber violence, so he thinks he is afraid of cyber violence too?

"That's an interesting threat, I've never seen it before."

Leon clapped his hands, “You want to use your fans to cyberbully me?”

"That's perfect. I heard that people with low IQs are most likely to be fooled."

"Let's put it this way." Leon snapped his fingers, "From now on, the IQ of everyone on this planet who likes you will be reduced by half."

As soon as the words fell, the countryman who had just threatened Lyon suddenly became dazed.

His eyes were fixed, his facial expression began to distort uncontrollably, and he looked like a fool.

Most people have an IQ between 90 and 110.

After halving, it will be 45 to 55.

This IQ is similar to that of a small domestic dog.

"Uh, uh, wuuuu..." Homelander stupidly began to look at his elbow making strange noises.

He is probably the most fond of himself person on earth.

So along with his large number of fans in America, he instantly became a fool.

"Oh, I forgot, except you. I want to watch you repent before you die."

Leon snapped his fingers again, and the invisible soul rules descended.

A-Zu immediately returned to normal.

"Scared!" He was startled.

I immediately recalled the situation just now.

This time, there was no more anger in his eyes when he looked at Leon, only complete fear.

"I just...I just now, sir, sir, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

A-Zu was flexible and at first he was arrogant but later he became respectful. He immediately began to beg Leon with an expression as if his whole world had collapsed.

"I'm not threatening you, I'm just, I'm just saying that all my fans are your fans!"

"Didn't the bet say that it would be ok if there were chopped green onions? Sir, please, spare me, spare me!"

Azu's entire arm had disappeared, and his shoulder began to turn to ash.

He was about to cry, no, tears as big as beans had already started to fall.