Face-Slapping System Chapter 152 The Fried Chicken Of Heaven

"Good na, good na," Karlo nodded his head upon hearing his answer.

In his opinion, only he and Roland were the real custors of Sparkling Buds at this mont. The others around them were paid actors paid to exaggerate their reaction to fool the public into thinking that the food in here was heavenly.

As he thought of that, a crew finally arrived beside them and handed Karlo his ordered Set 1 sparkling al.

Karlo nodded to the crew before he proceeded to look at the golden brown sparkling fried chicken in front of him.

"Bro Roland, what I told you earlier is still valid. If this fried chicken is half as good as what they were trying to portray it to be, then I'm even willing to lick the ass of the owner of this restaurant," he said with a light chuckle as he proceeded to take the spoon and fork.

When he heard that, Roland almost choked with the soda that he was drinking.

"No need for that, I think you should just enjoy and appreciate the free food," he said.

Karlo's joke was truly over the line for spouting that nonsense. With him saying that with just a light chuckle, Roland even thought that he might truly do it for real if he was proven wrong of his assumptions about the al.

Roland imdiately rejected his terrifying joke without any delay.

"Anyways, this fried chicken is actually the owner's own recipe so it tastes especially good compared to others," Roland stated.

Right now, Roland had already finished eating his set 1 al and he was just trying to drink the soda before leaving.

Earlier, he just actually wanted to stick around and observe the whole situation of the opening unfold. However, after so thought, he decided to also fall in line and get food for himself just for the experience.

Of course, he already told the cashier in secret not to include the one he got from the first 100 al promo.

As for Stacey and the others, they had already eaten their lunch before Roland and Janine arrived here.

As for Janine, Roland offered to fall in line together earlier but she declined, saying that she will just stay at the back near the Budi R8 Coupe. In the end, Roland just told one of the crew to deliver her a Set 1 of sparkling fried chicken for her to eat.

anwhile, upon hearing Roland say that the fried chicken was a new kind of recipe made by the restaurant's owner, Karlo got even more skeptical about the product's quality and taste.

In his opinion, Mark Jonalds has already established themselves in the market for so long that people have already made the taste of their fried chicken as the standard for the whole market.

Karlo had seen a lot of restaurants already and none of them dared to boast that they had their own recipe.

His expectations about the sparkling fried chicken got lowered again. Now, he did not even bother replying to Roland as he stabbed the whole fried chicken with the fork before taking a bite out of it.

His expectations were already low to begin with, in his mind right now, as long as he could eat free food, then all was good.

However, right when he took a huge chunk out of the sparkling fried chicken's at, Karlo's eyes imdiately widened in shock and confusion.

His teeth pierced through the tender at as juices started to seep out of the at before it spread towards his tongue.

The mont it did, Karlo felt as if an explosion of fireworks was happening inside his mouth right now.

His taste bud crackled and sparkled as the heavenly taste slowly filled his mouth.

Karlo forgot about his earlier skepticism as he took another mouthful of bite, forgetting the fact that the chicken also ca with rice and soda as a set.

Heck, even the skepticism he was feeling earlier was blown away like a smoke, never to be seen again.

'Oh my goodness, this fried chicken is absolutely to die for!'

'The flavors are bursting in my mouth with each and every bite. I can't believe how good this is!'

'I think I might cry with happiness. This is the best fried chicken I've ever had. I could eat this every day for the rest of my life and never get tired of it. In fact, I might just go back for seconds right now. I can't even handle how good this is!'

Is this real? Am I real? Where am I? How am I here?

'This is fried chicken of heaven, I tell you. This is the fried chicken of heaven!'

As chaotic thoughts ran through Karlo's mind, he did not realize that he was already on his last bite.

The mont he realized it, the pure ecstasy he was feeling was cut off rcilessly.

When he woke up from his daze, he realized that Roland was no longer in front of him. However, that was not the important thing right now.

The most important thing was for him to get another chicken as soon as possible and experience the sa feeling again.

He hurriedly stood up from the seat and ran back towards the counter. However, he realized a mont later that he was not the only one who wanted seconds.

​ A long line has already ford at the cashier at this point. Karlo realized that most of them were the sa people who lined up earlier like him.

Karlo did not waste another ti and imdiately hurried there to fall in line again. No matter how long, he promised to eat at least another sparkling fried chicken before going ho.

At this mont, a fat woman was in front of the cashier.

Her expression was unnatural and she seed to be angered about sothing.

Karlo and the others perked up their ears as they tried to eavesdrop from their conversation.

"What do you an I can't have the free al?"