MTL - Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant (A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World)

   "You..." Buckle looked at the huge hole in his chest, Tong Bell's big eyes were full of unwillingness and disbelief, and he slowly fell to his knees.

   Tens of miles away, Xi's finger moved away from the trigger, and his usual plain face couldn't hide the shock.

  I was used to seeing him busy in the kitchen, she almost forgot that he dared to single-handedly provoke the existence of the old dominator.

  The battle at the same level, two minutes to kill the opponent, McGonagall's strength completely exceeded her expectations.

   "Buckel is dead!"

  The wine glass in Fergus' hand fell to the ground, and it fell to pieces, his face pale and frightened.

  That is the half-step transcendental powerhouse enshrined by the family, and he was easily killed in a few rounds of battle!

  What is the strength of that guy? Transcendent? !

  "My life is over!"

  Fergus' body couldn't stop shaking. He regretted it. He had known that he had surrendered himself. At least he didn't need to face this murderous god.

The housekeeper’s face was also pale, and Bakker’s death completely broke his psychological defenses, but he still comforted him: "Don’t worry, Master Three. The defense system of the safe house has been fully activated. We only need to hold on for another five minutes. The family support is very good. He will arrive soon, he may not be able to enter the safe house..."

  The butler’s words have not been finished yet, the man in black has appeared in the camera outside the safe house and turned a Y towards the camera.

   "He's coming! He's coming!"

  Fergus jumped up in shock and shrank directly into the corner, his eyes full of horror.

  "Don’t worry about the young master, this gate was personally blessed by a transcendental powerhouse. Even if he is a transcendental powerhouse, he can’t break the door in five minutes..."

   "Boom! Bang! Bang! Bang..."

  A series of explosions sounded, the heavy door shook wildly and faltered, and the high-precision machinery was directly broken and failed.

boom!

  The huge door of tens of thousands of catties was kicked open, and the wide-eyed butler was directly pressed under the door, turning into a pool of fleshy mud.

"The military bomb is specially developed to deal with chaebols, right?" McGonagall walked into the safe house with a sword and glanced at the gate destroyed by the shock bomb. Really may not be able to open up.

   "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'll give you everything you want, and give you everything! Don't kill me, please..."

  Fergus had been so scared that he was peeing, and he knelt directly on the ground, his legs pierced with glass and blood was unaware.

   "Fergus Dixon, identity confirmation." McGonagall looked at Ferguson condescendingly and mocked: "Aren't you supposed to be squatting in the Tucker City Investigation Bureau? Why are you here again?"

"That is the shadow, that is my shadow, please send me to jail, I accept the trial of the law, I will pay for what I have done, please, I want to go to jail, I want to go to jail... "

  Fergus crying and begging, he just wants to stay away from this killer now, even if he spends his life in prison, it is better to be killed by him here.

  Horace's miserable situation, he did not dare to think about it.

"Going to jail? Going to jail is useful, and what the judge must do." McGonagall sneered, "If you spend a few years in the cell, you will come out. Those who died in your hands, the girls who were ruined by you, their souls How can I live in peace?"

  Fergus's face was as pale as paper, and he wanted to continue to pray and delay time.

"Fergus Dixon, you are now on trial. Three years ago, you raped and killed Serena. You have all personal and physical evidence. You are sentenced to death and executed today." McGonagall pronounced the sentence aloud, and pointed his sword to Fergus. Si walked.

"Don't kill me... Don't kill me... I am a direct descendant of the Dixon family. If you kill me, the Dixon family will never spare you!" Fergus stepped back and cried out in horror. road.

"When I become transcendent, I will take your Dixon family's transcendent practice." McGonagall said, with the long sword in his hand pointing at Fergus's eyes. "It was these eyes that caught the girl first. Destroy it."

   Tap the tip of the sword lightly, and the sound of bursting eyeballs sounded, accompanied by Fergus' screams and abuse.

   "If you can't control your hands, then don't."

  The long sword swung down, cutting off both hands.

"The last sword reminds all the chaebol children that the law may not punish you, but I can, unless you have been hiding by your extraordinary ancestors, otherwise, I will appear anywhere." McGonagall's sword pierced in. Fergus had a heart that was still jumping out of his chest, and he threw it aside in disgust.

   "It's time to go, the other party's extraordinary powerhouse will arrive at the scene within three minutes." Xi's voice came from the headset.

   "Okay." McGonagall took the sword and turned and flew away from the island under the horrified eyes of the maids.

   McGonagall returned to the battleship, and the battleship immediately started and flew towards the depths of the sea.

  Megg sat down in the front passenger seat, clicked on the micro-tweet operation, and simply edited the previous video and posted it to the micro-tweet, and started a live broadcast with the recorded video.

  [Trial Fergus]'s live broadcast room quickly rose to the micro-tweet live broadcast hot list.

  #Trial Fergus!

  The topic also soared rapidly.

   "Fuck! The judge is on live broadcast again!"

   "What's the matter? Didn't Fergus turn himself in?"

   "Single-kill half-step extraordinary Bucker, the judge is so strong!"

   "It turned out to be the shadow sent to jail! The chaebol is shameless!"

   "Fantastic! Such a lawless scum should be punished so severely!"

   "Children of chaebols, tremble!"

   "The investigation bureau is so wasteful, I don't know if I received a fake... waste!"

  Live broadcasts and videos quickly fermented. Although they were also quickly blocked, they did not affect the spread and popularity of this incident.

  Xin looked at McGonagall, silent.

  "Just ask what you want, don't hold back." McGonagall took off the mask, took a bottle of iced happy water for himself, and said with a smile.

"Such a thing, I hope this is the last time. You have created a lot of chaos in the dungeon, and you are constantly challenging the bottom line of the dungeon's law, which is very likely to bring about large-scale imitation crime." Xi's expression is serious. Said.

   "If you were standing in front of Fergus holding the sword, would you kill him?" McGonagall asked Xi while looking at him.

   "Ordinary people commit crimes, ordinary people are gone, chaebols commit crimes, and the law is gone." McGonagall drank a sip of Coke and smiled mockingly, "Is this the bottom line?"

  Xin was silent again.

"Okay, I won't commit crimes again in a short time. I'm just a passerby. If it weren't for Angelina, I wouldn't be here today. I'm not a saint, I just like to follow my heart." McGonagall closed his eyes. , The voice turns on the seat massage mode.

   Although this half-step Transcendental Realm duel is short, there are still many details worthy of his review.

  It's not that Buckel is too weak, but that he has too many cards.

  Whether it is mental influence or flying sword, this is a strange trick that is beyond the normal combat mode.

  So he can kill it in such a short time.