The sudden scene scared Chen Chong and others. The old man twitched all over and his face was distorted, as if he was very painful.

"Hurry, call the medical staff here!" Yang Xiaoling immediately gave an order to the staff next to her, and then winked at all the judges. Everyone knew it and surrounded Mr. Huang without any trace to avoid causing riots at the scene.

Wu Wei and Han Zhifeng squatted halfway to check the condition of Mr. Huang, but neither of them were medical staff, and they could not tell anything. They only knew that Mr. Huang's face was very ferocious, with blood hanging on his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, his eyes were rolling up, his whole body was twitching, and his breath gradually weakened.

"Where is the medical staff, why haven't you come here yet?" The extremely female judge was so scared by this scene that her cheeks turned pale and kept urging.

Some of the tens of thousands of spectators above are slowly standing, while others are sitting in their place waiting for the final award ceremony, but no matter who it is, no matter how strange it is, there is no notice on the field.

This does not mean that Yang Xiaoling and others handled it well, but the incident happened suddenly and had not attracted the attention of others. However, as time goes by, people will still be discovered.

"Hasn't Mr. Huang been fine before? Why did he suddenly get sick?"

"Have you heard of this symptom? Do you know what the disease is?"

"I've never seen it before, to be honest, this symptom looks so scary."

"It's really anxious!"

"Let me take a look."

After the last sentence came, everyone turned to look at Chen Chong, who was looking out of the crowd and then made way for him.

Horror was no longer bothering Chen Chong. After all, the things he had dealt with were much more exaggerated than the old man in the imperial court at this time.

"You can still see a doctor?" Wu Wei asked anxiously while getting up and giving way.

"Won't."

Chen Chong's words shattered the hope that everyone had just mentioned, but there was no unnecessary solution at this time, so everyone could only remain silent and wait and see.

He squatted beside Mr. Huang, carefully observing the latter's eyes rolling desperately, as if there was something on his head.

Chen Chong's pupils shrank slightly. He seemed to have seen this state more than once!

When I was saving Zhou Fei and Wang Xiongxin in the unfinished building, I met once in the basement. The triplets controlled a middle-aged man. Another time was at Professor Qiao's house, and the same was true for Professor Qiao's daughter at that time! And the common point between these two times was that she was covered by dirty things!

"How is it? Can you tell what's the name?" Yang Xiaoling asked.

Chen Chong didn't say anything, and he was a little confused. After all, when he encountered this situation the previous two times, the subject of the upper body became aggressive to himself, so he could deal with it accordingly.

But now it is different. Mr. Huang is just twitching and bleeding, and he is in great pain and not aggressive at all.

If Chen Chong choked his neck, threw his body, and verbally intimidated him like he did in Qiaoyi, it is hard to say whether Mr. Huang would die directly. But what is certain is that as long as he made further thrilling moves, the judges around him would be madly pressed down, then sent to the local police station, and then charged with intentional injury or murder, then he would cry without tears, and he would not be able to wash himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Seeing Chen Chong sighing, Yang Xiaoling and others didn't say much, but kept looking around to look for the figures of medical staff.

Looking at the miserable old man lying on the ground, Chen Chong felt unbearable and wanted to reach out to wipe off the blood on the latter's cheek. He was a little hesitant, worried that rash action would aggravate the condition.

After thinking about it, I still chose to give up.

However, just as he was about to get up, he saw a faint upward curve flashing from the corner of his eyes, which was inconceivable in the corner of his mouth, which was in sharp contrast with his painful expression.

"Um?"

He turned around suddenly, and the upward curve had disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Chen Chong didn't know if he had read it wrong, but the strange feeling in his heart could not be dispelled.

I touched the bone-slashing knife on my right hand and slowly pulled it out.

Mr. Huang was a little polite to him, and he was also an experienced senior chef with excellent cooking skills and open-mindedness. He really didn't want to let go of any possibility!

"Chen Chong, what are you doing?!" Han Zhifeng saw Chen Chong raise the bone-slashing knife over his head, and the blade faces the old man's neck, and his face suddenly changed drastically, and even his tone becomes sharp.

Chen Chong had no time to explain, nor could he explain. Before everyone could react, his eyes turned ruthless, and there was a strong coldness in his eyes. He shouted loudly, "Go to die!"

Everyone was shocked by this scene and their minds were blank. They could only watch Chen Chong chop at the old man in the emperor. Then some screamed, some rushed towards Chen Chong, and some took a step back.

But no matter which type of person you are, you have a squinted action, like you don’t want to see the upcoming blood type scene...

Wow...

Chen Chong's hand was very strong, and the bone-cutting knife rubbed against the air, making a low sound of breaking the wind.

If this knife slashes the old Mr. Zhonghuang’s neck, the latter’s body will definitely be separated and he will definitely die!

The sounds around seemed to have disappeared at this moment...

Fifty centimeters...

Forty centimeters...

Thirty centimeters...

…

Just when the blade was ten centimeters away from the neck, the old man Huang, who had originally rolled his eyes, suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Chong, then opened his mouth and let out a silent roar.

Chen Chong was indifferent and never blinked.

Five centimeters...

As if he realized Chen Chong's ruthlessness, Mr. Huang's body suddenly stiffened when he twitched, his eyes recovered, his pupils dilated, and he did nothing again.

Two centimeters!

The knife edge stopped two centimeters before Mr. Huang's neck. Chen Chong breathed a sigh of relief before he came. Wu Wei and Han Zhifeng threw him to the ground together.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Chong felt that more weight was superimposed on his body, and his face was about to be pushed into the floor.

"Quick, grab the knife!"

"Stop him and call the police!"

"I'll hold his leg down again!"

…

Wow!

"Look, what's going on?"

"Why did the seven or eight judges press the chef to the ground like a stacked arhat?"

“Is it…a way to celebrate?”

"This is so exciting. Even the female judge in a short skirt has been pressed up. Oh my God, it's all exposed, so shameful!"

"So they are such judges, I'm so messy."

…

There were still many spectators watching the fun above, and they immediately discovered a strange scene on the field.

…

"Everyone...Don't be excited...I'm almost out of breath." Chen Chong's right cheek pressed against the cold floor, tilted his mouth and said intermittently.

"You tm is going to kill someone, how can we not be excited? Fortunately, we responded quickly enough to hold you down! Don't try to struggle, wait until the police come, and you can explain slowly!" Wu Wei pressed Chen Chong's right hand with both hands, while Wang Xiaomei, who was lying on Wu Wei, took away the bone-cutting knife and threw it aside.

"Quick, come down quickly..."

Just at this moment, the weak voice of the old man in the emperor sounded from the side. Everyone turned their heads in shock and saw that the old man in the face of blood was struggling to sit up from the ground.

"Mr. Emperor, don't worry, this kid is stopped by us and will not hurt you!" Han Zhifeng said firmly.

"Misunderstanding! He doesn't want to hurt me! He wants to save me! You guys come down quickly!" The old man looked very weak, but his words surprised everyone, including Chen Chong.

Han Zhifeng and others were still a little worried, but considering that Chen Chong had no weapons to hurt others, hesitated for a moment and chose to follow the advice of Mr. Huang.

After the dark group of people left from their backs, Chen Chong finally had a chance to breathe. He looked at Mr. Huang strangely, then he got up from the ground without any haste and patted the dust on his body helplessly.

The audience did not hear their voices, so they guessed that the scene just now was indeed a unique way of celebration. The only hateful thing is that they were too far away and the cameraman was not good enough to see the scene of spring.

"Mr. Emperor, how is this happening?" Yang Xiaoling sorted out her messy bangs, looked down again, and found that the pair of black stockings, which were claimed to be 'can't be torn', had a big hole in the black stockings, just at her knees. She was extremely embarrassed and said in a covert manner.

Apart from her, Wang Xiaomei, Qianzi, Liu Shanshan and others were not much better. Their exquisite clothes were wrinkled and in a mess.

"I.."

Mr. Huang was still surrounded by everyone, so no more people noticed the blood on his face.

"I don't know what's going on, but my body suddenly became uncontrollable and my consciousness was blurred." Mr. Huang looked like he was exhausted, and he spoke weakly, as if he had grown a lot in an instant, and he no longer had the energy he had before. "Fortunately, Chen Chong woke me up completely, and then he gradually regained consciousness."

"But.."

Seeing that Wu Wei wanted to say something else, Mr. Huang waved his hand with difficulty and said with a wry smile: "Don't you think Chen Chong would be stupid enough to kill me, a person who might die in front of so many people, right?"

After everyone calmed down, they realized that what the former said was true.

In the situation just now, no one knows what will happen to Mr. Huang. Since that's the case, why should Chen Chong do this and do something stupid that destroys his life?

Unless there is a brain problem!

But can people with brain problems become the new chef god?

"Chen Chong, this..."

Although Mr. Huang said it very reasonably, this matter is really strange, especially for ordinary people like them.

Chen Chong shook his head with a wry smile, and it was not easy to blame everyone, after all, there was nothing wrong with their starting point.

"When I was a child, I heard from the older generation that this situation may be caused by mental stimulation, so I used this method to stimulate Mr. Emperor's consciousness." He pretended to be nonsense.
To be continued...