Chapter 705 Chi Guoguo's Face Slap

  The sizzling large intestines that were grilled by charcoal fire were greasy, and the grilled meat on the side also changed color under the effect of temperature.

  The waves crashed on the sideboard of the yacht, and ships of thousands of tons were quietly anchored in the clear and transparent shallow waters of the South Pacific in the sea breeze.

"Sure enough, it's okay to have money!" Fisher, wearing his Hawaiian-style panties, sat on the stern, watching the sea fishing rod in front of him undulate in the water, sitting beside him was Prescott. Abu, the two dogs have been looking forward to it, expecting Fisher to fish them some delicious and fun.

  But the result is obvious. Diana's lobster steak and Black Forest sausage have been grilled, but Fisher still got nothing.

  "Your big tuna hasn't been caught yet?"

   "I will catch it! Kate, then I will show you what a real fishing master is!"

   "Really, then I can expect it to be broken!" Kate in a black bikini took the plate with a smile, and then leaned against the railing behind Fisher and began to eat loudly.

   And Diana, who was distressed about giegie, gave him a special dress and brought it over. Wonder Woman was wearing a purple swimsuit, and the waistcoat line on her lower abdomen made people want to touch it when she saw it.

  But Fisher was still very stubborn and didn't eat the delicious grilled food. The two dogs couldn't help but whine and were stared back at him.

This was a very ordinary vacation time. The idle and boring Fisher brought his wings and service team all the way to the South Pacific, ready to experience the beautiful equatorial scenery, looking at the island and the sea in front of him, senior The fisherman Fisher couldn't help taking out the vibrating fishing rod that he had paid a lot of money to customize, although he hadn't used it once after he got it.

Fischer, who vowed to give everyone a seafood dinner in the evening, started his own air force tour. The yacht stopped here for a whole morning. He didn't even fish for a shrimp, and Price went to swim in the sea. In a circle, a crab was hung from the tail.

  The women who couldn't wait for Fisher's seafood dinner also didn't let the chef go to do it, but started a BBQ on the back deck.

  Until night, Fisher's gain was still empty, and Fisher, who was really too frustrated, simply asked the bodyguard to lift a rocket launcher from the arsenal.

   "The high-explosive warhead is installed!"

  The bodyguard said with a straight face because he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

   So there was a bang, and as the water splashed around, a group of innocent fish passing by suffered.

  "Hurry up, get it!" Throwing the bazooka to the bodyguard, Fisher carried the big net again to salvage the innocent fish that had died tragically under Atlas fire.

   "Send to the kitchen, this is my dinner!"

  One hour later, a pot of fish pond with the smell of gunpowder smoke was sent over by the stinky chef, and the fat chef started to complain as soon as he saw Fisher.

  What did Fisher pay so much money to hire him as a cook? Why did he use such inferior ingredients to insult him?

   "One catty of fish, three catties of shrapnel, is this still edible?"

  Fisher can only laugh or cry about this, saying that the fish is caught and eaten by yourself, you just do it.

  And the chef can only nod his head in agreement, and said something before leaving by the way.

  "Boss, in our hometown, it is illegal to fry fish! The same goes for electric fish!"

   "Hmm, yes, go and cook me a bowl of plain seafood noodles!"

  Because the gunpowder soup was too difficult to swallow, Fisher had to let the kitchen make himself a bowl of seafood noodle soup with only three large lobsters and six abalones to fill his stomach.

   "I'll be a dog when I fish again!" Fisher, who wanted to split his goldfish pole in half, took a toothpick and walked on the deck, looking at the lights on the shore in the distance, only feeling refreshed.

   "This is a fulfilled life!"

Fisher couldn't help but think of his busy time before. At that time, he didn't know what he was doing all day, but he was busy. It was like now, living on a yacht, eating seafood, and living the life of an Amerika master. This is really a win-win situation.

   "What do you think?"

  Diana, who was walking at night, poked her head out of the water and looked at Fisher with a smile.

   "I just sigh. I used to think that my goals seemed a bit too lofty, but now suddenly I look back and find that those goals have been left behind by me!"

   "I can see it, you are free to panic now!"

   "That's not it, I'm Atlas, I'm invincible now!"

  "Didn’t you say that this kind of flag should be inserted less often?"

   "It depends on the time. Now the world is peaceful. There are no evil aliens to invade, and no super villains threaten to rule the world. What happened to me!"

   "Then I might be slapped in the face!"

   "I think you want to be beaten by me!"

There is a saying, if you know that if you know that you will get retribution if you plant a flag indiscriminately, Fisher will definitely control his mouth. The next morning, when he is going to the shore to have a happily seafood porridge, in Africa. A very bad news came from Bian suddenly.

  "What is death due to illness? Explain to me, an eighty-year-old African man who is still a king, why would he die of illness?"

  Fisher never expected that the old king of Wakanda, Tchaka, suddenly passed away. According to Wakanda’s news, the old king left because of diabetes caused by obesity and many complications.

  Afterwards, Atlas military doctors also made the same diagnosis and treatment judgments, which is a bit of a blow to Wakanda's face of the world's first high-level medical technology.

It is important to know that the death of the old king is a major event. He promoted many cooperations between Wakanda and Atlas, including gold mining and other work, and there are even some Wakanda soldiers in the Atlas fleet. Service, which made Fisher more skeptical.

  But then, he had another Techaka recipe and schedule.

   "At eight o'clock in the morning, honey bear paw, apple roast chicken, and matsutake foie gras?"

Looking at each other’s eight meals a day and all kinds of snacks, Fisher suddenly felt that the old king’s departure was normal. There is no big activity yet, just take a walk around the Royal Garden and it's done. Think about the last time you saw the other party, the other party already had more than two hundred catties.

  "First send a message of condolences in my name, and then make sure that there are no mistakes in Techara’s succession ceremony! Especially in the country, there must be no chaos, the Wakanda Defence Force must let Techara control!"

  Although Wakanda did not look like an African country in this life, Fisher felt a little flustered when he thought of the peculiar matching mechanism in the African region.

  (End of this chapter)