The speed of the knife is simply amazing. If you go to be a chef, it will be just right to cut vegetables. Wu Fan suddenly came up with this idea.

It just so happens that Brother Zha is a foodie and lacks a vegetable cutter in the kitchen. At this speed, he can watch four or five of them alone. He must invite him to open a restaurant in the future. The monthly salary is 8,000 yuan.

Wu Fan's mouth raised slightly, and he suddenly had the idea of ​​opening a hotel.

In the blink of an eye, 2.3 seconds passed, and 51 marks were neatly carved on the banana, which means that 5 knifes were released in one second, and the speed behind them became faster and faster.

"What kind of knife do you think?" Sato turned around and smiled at Wu Fan.

"51 knife." Wu Fan seemed to say casually.

"What? Did you guess casually?" Sato Yoshii was a little shocked, but he didn't think it was something Wu Fan really saw, but he was confused.

"That's right, I just guessed it casually." Wu Fan said.

"Why did you guess this number?"

"Because the working people are the most honorable, especially those who cut vegetables in the kitchen, I thought of 51. May Day is Labor Day for the whole world. Mr. Sato Ichi pays tribute to the workers all over the world in this way. It is really a good intention. So I guess Sato Ichi must have pulled the knife 51 times. I don't know if my analysis makes sense. I will count it later." Wu Fan didn't have a smile on his face, he was serious and very respectful.

At this time, Sato Yoichi was almost blown up by Wu Fan's explanation.

He is a glorious Japanese samurai. How come he became the craftsman who handles cutting vegetables? Does this young man really understand or not? He is carefree here.

"We have something to say first. Our punishment method is the same as that of Lin Qianyi. We just need to whip it with just one slap, so you should worry about yourself, young men of the Dragon Clan." Sato said.

Wu Fan felt cold in his heart. These people were really shameless. They obviously didn't say anything about punishment. Now they have added the punishment method. Then we can't blame ourselves for being polite.

"That's natural. If you win my sword, then hit me with a whip. If you lose my sword, I will hit you with a whip. I remember this rule clearly. There is indeed someone online, although you didn't say it." Wu Fan was already domineering and looked at the other party with a squinted eyes.

The other party actually felt a little cold. This lazy boy actually exuded murderous aura, as if he was no longer the cowardly one just now.

Akane Yamaguchi was already overwhelmed and took the banana over. He was counting it in a trace.

No one thought that it was really a 51-killing sword, and everyone thought it was the nonsense of this dragon boy.

How could it be so coincidental? How could it be that it was just a matter of Labor Day? How could it be?

Everyone was drinking tea and eating fruits comfortably.

When the rat was playing on the hill, his chin opened and could not close it any longer.

Because the numbers really shocked him, no more or less, just like 51 dollars.

"Sato Ichijun, I'm sorry, I'm really just level 50 sword, and I was deceived by that boy." Akane Yamaguchi said panicked and embarrassedly.

"Okay, you can go on for me." Sato's face tried to remain unchanged, maintaining his arrogant gentlemanly demeanor.

"Young man from the Dragon Clan is your duty. I can't wait. What kind of skills can you show?" Sato Yoichi was already full of mockery.

Wu Fan stood up and walked towards the golden basin.

Everyone thought he had come to wash his hands.

But to others' surprise, Wu Fan picked up the golden basin and poured the water inside into the pool.

How could Brother Zha wash his hands when the Japanese use water to wash his hands?

Suddenly he had a bottle of dishwashing liquid, a bottle of mineral water, and a furry brush in his hand.

Brother Zha slowly turned on the dishwashing liquid, squeezed out a little dishwashing liquid and poured it into the basin. Then he put the mineral water in the bottle, picked up the brush, and carefully brushed the basin.

Everyone stood there, not knowing what he wanted to do.

After a few seconds, everyone seemed to understand again. This young man was not as cowardly as he imagined, and he also had a temper.

It was obvious that he was disgusting Sato Yoichi's hands for being dirty.

This was a provocation and an insult. The boy had already shown a little bit of fangs.

Sato Yoshiichi felt great shame, and he had decided to whip the boy with a whip. His face and Lin Kenichiro's face turned into the same appearance, both of which were the color of a flat eggplant.

The young man was brushing the basin at the inherent rhythm, almost never letting go of any corner. It was very, very meticulous.

Almost everyone was very impatient to wait.

But he couldn't, and still did not change his own rhythm.

Except for Ji Chun Meibao, everyone was very angry. He knew it was this young man who deliberately delayed time. He could not defeat that guy at all. He could only use this method to delay time and try to find a way.

After brushing the golden basin, Wu Fan began to wash his hands. He washed his hands very carefully, not missing any corner, and even clenched his nails.

Finally, about five or six minutes passed before Wu Fan completed his step.

"Take it slow, we have the patience and don't worry about having a good meal. The boy of the Dragon Clan, I want to give you an unforgettable lesson in your life." Sato's eyes were filled with a cold light, which was a light that could kill people.

Wufan poured the water for his washing hands into the pool. Then he turned around and said.

"Sato Ichijun, can I use a knife at will?" Wu Fan said with a smile.

Sato's eyes flashed a little, and his head was turning. Could it be that this young man had any tricks, right? He closed his eyes and thought for a while and said:

"If your knife is a complete knife and a scabbard, then you can complete the three steps of drawing the knife without fouling, and I have no other requirements." Sato said that he did not think that this young man could make any tricks. Even if he used that precious sword, it would be useless. This time he compared speed, not sharpness. So after thinking about it, he agreed to the young man happily.

"Who else has any opinions? Hurry up and say, don't wait for me to take out the knife, you are against it." Gufan North Koreans said in a blink of an eye.

"Since Sato Ichikun has agreed with your ideas, then you can start, we have no objection." Akane Yamaguchi said.

No one had any objection, they didn't think Wu Fan would play any new tricks.

Wu Fan took out his knife, which was a very small knife, and a fruit knife.

Wu Fan bought in the system mall. This knife is more refined than the last time shearing the apple knife. It only costs Wu Fan one yy value.

"What? He actually used such a knife. What's going on? Is there a foul?" A woman screamed.

"Sato Ichiko, it's okay, you can regret it now. I'll change to another knife. I've won one game just now, and I can afford to lose in this game." Wu Fan stared at Sato Ichi.

Originally, Sato wanted to get angry because the frequency of this kind of knife was too fast. His knife was more than three feet tall, and it took a lot of time to withdraw it. But this young man actually took advantage of it and used such a knife. In fact, he had already taken advantage of it, but he must not regret what he said.

"It doesn't matter. Even if you take advantage of the knife, what can you do? I don't believe you can surpass me. Let's start, my bored boy." Sato pretended to be very generous.

Even if the others had any objections, they had no objections at this time, but the women had to admire the young man for being very smart and did not sit back and wait for death.
Chapter completed!