Chapter 92: Rice and nicknames (1/2)


    <strong>Chapter 92: Rice and nicknames (1/2)</strong>


    With a smile on his face, rk brought out the finished dinner.


    Egg fried rice.


    A full rice was evenly spread on the te with a golden egg, which looked very delicious.


    Eric, Charles,e and eat.


    He called out softly to his two brothers.


    After putting his helmet away, Eric and Charles moved carefully downstairs and sighed with relief when they saw the rice on the table.


    It didnt look too bad.


    Thankfully, it wasnt what they thought it would be.


    rk, I thought you were going to burn the rice!


    Eric said, sitting down at the table with Charles.


    rks face stiffened imperceptibly and he smiled, You all need to finish eating.


    Charles picked up a spoon and said, No problem!


    A spoon was dig down. When Charles and Eric were about to deliver them, they looked at the charred ck that appeared below, swallowed their saliva, and the two looked at rk nervously.


    rk smiled: Whats wrong with you guys?


    You have this meal


    You guys promised to eat it all.


    I


    Eat up! rk walked towards Charles and said, How about I feed you guys?


    No need!


    Charles waved his hand and brought the meal to his mouth as Eric looked on admiringly.


    Eric?


    rk looked to the other boy again.


    Eric squeezed out a smile, turned and ran.


    But just as he had turned around, rk suddenly appeared in front of him and pinned him to the chair.


    Eric: o()o


    Eat it! Its delicious!


    rk looked at the two with a smile, but that smile looked like it was from hell in Erics eyes.


    But he had no choice.


    He sadly picked up the spoon and stuffed a mouthful of rice.


    A burnt taste rushed into his mouth, then a bitter taste, and a saltiness that made him about to copse.


    He looked at Charles with a bitter face, and when he saw the look of Charles who was about to cry, his mood suddenly got a lot better.


    Looking at the two brothers who were eating in big bites, rk smiled gratefully and then took a bite himself, his eyes shed a red light, and silently put the spoon down.


    A few momentster, after Charles and Eric had survived, rk served juice to the two, silently collected their tes, and put away his own portion of fried rice.


    Why arent you eating?


    Eric questioned.


    rk looked at the two boys and said with an undiminished smile, Im on a diet.


    With those words, without waiting for the two to respond, his body instantly disappeared.


    Charles and Eric looked at each other and screamed out in pain.


    Its too hard to eat!


    Charles shouted, Lets eat out tomorrow! Ill contribute my pocket money!


    No, I already want to do something tomorrow.


    Charles and Eric instantly copsed onto the table.


    Eric said, I thought the fried rice would taste good when I saw how nice it just looked


    He covered theyer on purpose. Charles filled a mouthful of juice and was already thinking about his dad.


    But obviously its all fried together, so why would the topyer be so good and the bottom one all ck?


    Eric wondered.


    Does it mean that  Charles had a terrible thought in his head and said to Eric: rk took the good rice and picked it all out and put it at the top?


    Eric grew his mouth and said in amazement, Just picking out one grain at a time?


    With his ability, he can do it.


    Charles was very sure.


    The two boys looked at each other and looked at the kitchen in horror.


    This was too heartbreaking.


    What are you talking about?


    rk smiled as he peeked his head out of the kitchen.


    Charles and Eric shook their heads quickly and were relieved to see rk retract his head again, but the two men couldnt help but weep silently inside as they thought about tomorrows meal.


    It was horrible.


    Las Vegas.


    The ck nended at the airport in the darkness of the night.


    Mike and his group stepped off the ne and walked toward a business car not far away.


    Nick Fury said, Hank Pim has gotten here ahead of us, lets go ahead and meet up with him.


    Hank Pim was in California, much closer to Las Vegas than they were.


    The crowd sat in the car, Nick Fury consciously sat in the drivers seat, after starting the car, heading out to the airport.


    This time, he came here to help Mike and the others, act as a liaison officer, and even provide logistical support services.


    The car was stable, but the atmosphere in the car was a bit dull.