No matter how unbelievable it was, the scene in front of him kept playing out. It clearly told Barry that it was real. The knife and the meat were floating in the air, and then they fell freely, and then everything was fine!
"God bless!"
Barry, who had never believed in religion, couldn't help but make a cross in front of his chest, hoping that Alessandro would lose in a better way. This was the only thing he could do as Alessandro's assistant.
Seeing that it was almost over, and Alessandro was still fighting quickly, Barry felt that all he could do was pray.
Alessandro, who had been pitied by Barry, was completely unaware of it. He was still full of confidence as he looked at the sausage that looked like a complete pig's trotter.
He had even rehearsed for a while in his heart what he should say to make Yuan Zhou less depressed if the food made by Yuan Zhou was too ordinary.
