Chapter 234 Devil's Godfather

Remember Joey?

It was the black guy who went to Borneo with Nagini. In addition to being the manager of Nagini House, he was also an important member of the High Tide Organization.

Daisy's apartment was arranged by the black guy.

Neither Daisy nor Eddie knew that since three days ago, Nagini had already obtained the detailed information of the two. It was precisely because of his understanding that this "coincidence" of the two meeting this afternoon!

In fact, Nagini was originally planning to find the president of the Life Foundation, just like Dr. Killian, the president of Pioneer Technology.

But after research, Nagini gave up.

Although the two companies are similar in size and even the Life Foundation has developed better, the gap between the two parties is actually very big.

Although Pioneer Technology is a mutant, it mainly relies on science and has extremely high technical content.

The Life Foundation is completely mutated. If there is no venom symbiont, there will be a lot of companies on the market that can replace them.

Pioneer Technology has investment value because their scientific research team is worth this price.

But Life Foundation?

They are indeed very outstanding, but they are just excellent. There is still a big gap between becoming the tool in Nagini's hands.

So Nagini can tolerate Pioneer Technology, but when it comes to the Life Foundation, he only needs to have a reasonable excuse to intervene, and then he can kill the chicken and get the eggs!

Thinking of the old woman's hot figure and the tight leather jacket effect of the Venom Symbiosis, Nagini couldn't help but have a pure smile...

At around seven o'clock in the evening, the tired Sam finally returned home.

Unlike Nagini, as a first-line Hollywood star, the old woman's job is actually very heavy, and of course she can refuse, but Nagini's status is much higher than her, and there is also a huge gap in the ages between the two.

Although Sam didn't say it normally, she was actually a little inferior in front of Nagini.

In fact, Sam didn't need this at all. She had no idea how important her position in Nagini's heart was.

Human emotions need to be vented. Because of Nagini's own particularity, there are really few types of emotions that suit him.

First of all, you should not be too smart. Secondly, you should at least be able to take a good look. Although the old woman is old, her appearance is very good. Then you have to go through a long period of testing and tolerate Nagini's various quirks and the character of a straight man.

As we all know, it is difficult to become Nagini’s friend, but it is even more difficult to become Nagini’s girlfriend!

Even Sanm took more than ten years to melt Nagini's hard ice.

Change to another girl?

Who is willing to use the best decade of life to melt a piece of ice that I don’t know when it will melt?

Therefore, these problems that the old woman is worried about are simply impossible.

But the problem was that Nagini explained, but she didn't listen to the old woman. Nagini was so angry that she would deal with her to death every time, but the old woman who woke up would start to think randomly again.

She still had her tired body on the sofa and lost her feet bound by high heels. At this moment, she felt unprecedented freedom and happiness. But the smell of oil coming from the air made her bright eyes flash with a surprise: "Dear, I'm hungry."

Nagini is busy in the kitchen.

When he came back, he passed by a supermarket. After buying some fruits and vegetables, he also took a bag of chicken legs.

Mix the starch and flour, pour some water and white wine.

The purpose of adding liquor is to make the skin transparent during frying because the alcohol has a high boiling point, thus achieving a more crispy effect.

After cleaning the blood, the chicken legs were marinated for twenty minutes in advance. The marinade was very simple and only a little sea salt was needed.

In front of Nagini there is a pan of oil. In fact, the most common oil for fried chicken is palm oil. Most fast food restaurants, such as Golden Arches, use palm oil.

But Nagini likes to use peanut oil because it tastes good.

The old woman was definitely a dog in her previous life. Nagini could smell the food even when she closed the kitchen door.

Nagini, who was cooking in a pink apron, heard a "click" sound from outside. He turned his head helplessly and saw the old woman holding the phone taking the photo and smirking.

With a little helplessness and doting look, Nagini shook his head: "Deleted."

The old woman pouted, with a stingy and stubborn look on her face: "I don't, I'm obviously cute!"

He picked up a clove of garlic and put it on the old woman's head with his backhand. He bounced up and landed in the bowl beside him.

The old woman stuck out her tongue, and she ran to Nagini and tempted, "Dear, as long as you promised me to leave a photo, I'll wear your favorite outfit tonight. What do you think?"

A pink memory subconsciously emerged in my mind, but after a moment, I vaguely felt an arthropod exuding an indescribable aura, staring at me at this moment?

In an instant, everything became so boring.

He rolled his eyes: "I want to be so bad? And this apron is yours!"

The old woman was stunned and then glared at Nagini in anger: "Hmph, Nagini, I'll tell you, I'll delete it now!!!"

Say the most cowardly words in the toughest tone?

Nagini rolled his eyes: "Wait."

The old woman was stunned. She did not stop, but ran faster.

However, Nagini grabbed the back of fate's neck and took back the big chicken leg that he had secretly taken away from the other party.

Most Americans have no feelings for chicken legs. Compared with chicken legs, they prefer chicken breasts. After all, the meat is thick, the amount is large, and the bones are small.

But Nagini's fried chicken legs are a special case. The skin is fried until crispy and has a golden luster. When the two chicken legs hit together, they will make a "cracking" sound.

The most overwhelming thing is that Nagini has a great grasp of the heat, and he can ensure that most of the juice in the chicken remains when the skin is crispy.

Take a bite and the skin is crispy, the half-melt oil of the chicken skin is mixed with juice, and it splashes out in the mouth, and then tear out a piece of crystal pink and white tender chicken meat from the teeth.

The only shame is that Nagini rarely does it, mainly because the heat is flammable and explosive.

Nagini took away his beloved chicken legs, and Shanm's eyes were filled with grievances. She looked at herself pitifully like a injured little puppy.

Nagini looked helpless. He wanted to refuse cruelly, but in the end he felt soft-hearted.

Tear off the crispy batter on the surface and remove all the chicken skins: "You are a little fat lately, so eat less fried food."

The old woman's face froze, and then she stared at Nagini in anger: "You want to be a widow, and the rain girl has no melons!"

Nagini rolled his eyes, shook his pink and white chicken legs, filled with juice: "Are you sure?"

Sam opened her mouth, and in the face of food and dignity, she finally chose:

"It smells so good!"

He shook his head helplessly. It was obviously an old woman, but he asked him to take care of him?

Is this the feeling of being kept?

Nagini, who was tired, put the last two chicken legs into the oil pan. Looking at the chicken legs that were quickly matured in the oil pan, Nagini thought for a while and then said to Sam:

"After eating the chicken legs, call Wilson and tell him to let Richard come to the house for dinner."

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes:

"Richard should have finished eating at this time, right?"

Nagini shook his head: "It's okay, tell him, just say I bombed it for him. You know, the couple also need a normal life."

Sanm was stunned, with a little more blushing on his face: "Abnormal!"

(Please make up for your own imagination. Miss Miya Rie was shouting at the concert with a perverted look, with a shy look on her face!)

An hour later, Richard, who was full of oil in his mouth, patted his round belly with satisfaction. In Nagini's disgusting eyes, he left a greasy lip mark on his face.

Nagini smiled and rubbed Richard's head, and handed over a cup of high-calorie milk tea with concern:

"The fried chicken outside is not healthy. If you like to eat it, tell the godfather that the godfather will make it for you. Take the remaining chicken legs home and eat it yourself when you leave."

Richard, who was happy on his face, expressed his joy:

"Godfather Nagini, you're the best!"

Sanm, who was gnawing an apple, looked at the beloved father and son in front of him. For some reason, she always felt something was wrong. Could it be my illusion?

A few years later, Richard, who had become a fat man, recalled that night, the kind smile of Godfather Nagini couldn't help but moisten his eyes...

Don’t you think your nutritional package is not delicious?

Should I be so excessive?
Chapter completed!