Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 309 There is a rule in our business

Grilled cold noodle stalls.

Hearing Shen Jian's request, the cooking ghost was immediately stunned.

Although he is not a real street vendor.

But anyway, I also observed the process of making cold noodles for a while. Isn't this stuff just a piece of cold dough and an egg?

Even if it is more complicated, supplementary materials such as human liver, human heart, and human blood are added to increase the taste.

But Shen Jian's words seemed to open the door to his new world.

cholesterol?
brain?

protein?
Nima.

How to add these things?
and.

It seems that there is no such thing in front of his booth.

This is not here to make trouble.

The cooking ghost's expression froze.

Then, he selectively skipped over Shen Jian, and prepared the other people's grilled cold noodles.

soon.

A baked cold noodle poured with sticky blood has been prepared.

The few Samsung players standing in front of the booth were heartbroken and terrified.

Especially the cooking ghost has already handed them a cold cold noodle, and let out a sinister laugh: "Humans, your cold cold noodles are ready, eat it quickly."

"Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."

The cooking ghost urged me familiarly.

A look of banter.

Hear this.

Surprise flashed in Shen Jian's eyes.

It turned out that the identity was discovered, which attracted the attention of the leader of the ghost king.

He wondered that there was no supernatural reaction in front of the booth, how could these players stand in front of a ghost king's booth stupidly, perhaps because their identities were discovered and they were kidnapped.

"Why don't you eat?"

"Hurry up and eat."

The cooking ghost has already walked out of the booth, and handed the grilled cold noodles to the players.

The grimace that lacked half a piece of flesh and blood smiled sinisterly, staring at several players.

In his hands, he was still holding two small shovels dripping with blood.

It seems that as long as a few players don't eat, they will cut their throats and let the blood out.

Several players were so frightened that their teeth chattered.

His whole body was shaking like a sieve.

If they hadn't been controlled by spirits, their legs would have been weak.

The strength of the Yin Qi emanating from this ghost is several times higher than that of the top red-clothed ghosts, and even the supernatural props for detecting Yin Qi have exceeded the standard, you can tell it just by looking at it.

This unremarkable merchant is a hidden ghost king-level ghost.

He is the ghost king who is unattainable in the eyes of horror players, so terrifying that no one can resist.

Not to mention their group of three-star players, even if they are four-star players, their performance is not much better.

Several people trembled.

They picked up a piece of bright red and bleeding dough, but they dared not put it in their mouths.

They saw very clearly just now that this is not a face, it is clearly a piece of human skin that has not been shaved clean.

Ghosts eat people, how can people eat people.

This ghost king was obviously playing tricks on them.

Even if they do eat it, they may not be fine.

"Huh? Why don't you eat it?"

The cooking ghost raised two small blood-dripping shovels, and his tone became serious: "Is it because the dough is not fresh enough? Or is the sauce that is poured on it not thick enough? I can redo these for you, but I need you Contribute raw materials."

His already pervasive grimace became more frightening at this moment.

Several players felt that their breathing was stagnant.

A great fear filled my heart.

And this time.

An untimely voice sounded.

Shen Jian said casually: "Boss, do you think there is a possibility that what you cook is simply too unpalatable for others to swallow?"

Cooking Ghost: ? ? ?

Are you here to find fault?

There was a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

He has full confidence in the grilled cold noodles he made.

unpalatable?

It is absolutely impossible.

He subconsciously retorted: "What do you know, that's how cold noodles are baked."

Shen Jian sneered and said, "I'm a chef myself. My evaluation of this roasted cold noodles is——my dog ​​needs to be reincarnated from dirty soil to be resurrected after eating your roasted cold noodles."

Hear this.

Cooking Ghost: ?

The gods are so dirty and reincarnated.

You think of me as poison.

His mouth twitched.

Then grimace suddenly.

It was a peer.

No wonder he felt that this person was here to find fault from the very beginning.

It is true that colleagues are enemies.

"What's your opinion?"

The cooking ghost's tone was dissatisfied.

Eyes resentful.

As long as Shen Jian couldn't tell why, he would tell Shen Jian on the spot.

Let him know how rude and offensive it is to be in front of a ghost king.

"Hehe, I have already said that you must add cholesterol and other three-piece sets to the grilled cold noodles, otherwise the taste will not be rich enough."

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows.

But the cooking ghost seems to have a different opinion.

"I don't agree with what you said because..."

He planned to proceed from reality and let Shen Jian understand that the three things he said could not be added at all.

however.

The culinary nonsense is not over yet.

Shen Jian had already pulled out a two-meter-long black steel rod.

Cooking Ghost: ? ? ?

A good technical exchange, what do you mean by taking out your weapon when you step on the horse?
"What do you want?"

he screamed.

I don't want to reveal my true identity.

Once he uses super-standard supernatural powers here, he will be quickly discovered by members of the Ghost Law Enforcement Team, and his disguise will be completely useless by then.

He didn't want his plan to completely collapse because of a ghost who came to find fault.

"There is a rule in our industry. If you disagree with the other party's approach, you can only decide who to listen to by fighting."

Shen Jian picked up the black stick, 66 dark red stars were twinkling on the top of the steel stick, and there were faint wails of countless ghosts.

Cooking ghost:! ! !

He couldn't hold back the whole ghost.

Why is the chef industry so dangerous?
and.

Even if it is to distinguish between high and low, shouldn't it be compared to cooking?

What the hell is the combat ability?

Do you need to use force to force customers to swallow your dishes?

Seeing Shen Jian who had already rushed forward, the cooking ghost's eyes were about to burst.

Immediately, he didn't care about keeping it.

The monstrous cloudy air surged out.

Terrible ghosts are spreading rapidly.

He opened his mouth and let out a piercing voice like fingernails scratching the ground: "You, you should..."

boom.

next moment.

The cooking ghost didn't even finish his sentence.

He was thrown directly to the ground by the black steel rod.

"It's just you who refute my dishes, right? With a few strengths, you dare to be so crazy."

"Ah, you are looking for death, I am the king of ghosts, when I get up, I..."

The cooking ghost screamed, and the sound stopped abruptly.

Shen Jian picked up the steel rod again and beat him severely.

boom!
"You are really doomed this time, offend me..."

Boom!

"I will give you one last chance, stop immediately, otherwise the wrath of a ghost king..."

Bang bang bang!
"Ahhh, big brother, I was wrong, and I will lose my life if I beat the ghost again."

Bang bang bang bang!
"..."

on the street.

Only the sound of Shen Jian beating the innocent street vendor owner remained.

"Boss, he seems to be mad."

At this moment.

The few players who regained their mobility due to the lifting of the supernatural restriction saw such a brutal scene, and they couldn't help showing a little sympathy and pity for the cooking ghost.

Reminded in a low voice.

Shen Jian took back the black steel rod, and said with disdain, "That's it? Just look for it? Do you dare to share cooking skills with me just this?"

Players:  …

Their facial muscles couldn't help twitching.

The boss's culinary exchange really refreshed their cognition.

Show.

It's so beautiful.

Although they had some understanding of Shen Jian's brutality in the ghost camera before.

But that is, after all, the victim as the first perspective.

They couldn't describe Shen Jian's many methods to suppress Li Gui.

And now.

They got it.

I understand why all the ghosts in the haunted house show such terrified expressions.

Don't say it's a ghost.

They are also terrified now.

For fear that Shen Jian would make a red eye, and give them a blow too.

……

Skillfully stuffed the ghost king's body into the sack.

Shen Jian looked up.

As far as the eye can see, the group of ghosts avoids them.

He took a step forward, and the vendor who set up the stall took a step back.

He took a step back, and the group of ghosts who set up the stall also took two steps back.

Looking at him is like looking at a plague god.

There is a tendency to pack up and leave.

Shen Jian: ...

I thought about it.

He barely found a reason.

"This unlicensed cold noodle stall is dirty, messy and poor, and they plan to buy and sell by force. It really affects the image of this street. I will send someone to close it down later. Don't be afraid."

Group of ghosts: ...

They dare not speak out in their hearts.

It is because of you that we are even more afraid.

Where is this street bully, no one can control it?

The group of ghosts flinched.

At the same time, he thought of Shen Jian's reason for attacking.

Dirty, messy and poor...

A mud ghost looked at the ceramic shards that were thrown out continuously, and while lost in thought, picked up the broom beside it and began to clean.

A toy ghost was lost in thought as he looked at his messy booth, but his movements were not slow at all, and he quickly tidied up his booth.

An antique ghost looked at his booth full of fakes, and was also lost in thought. He glanced at Shen Jian from the corner of his eye, then secretly put away all the fakes, and finally found that he could close the stall...

……

the other side.

Several players were already communicating with Shen Jian about the situation.

"Boss, we are the last batch of players to enter Beicheng District. We were about to go to the horror tattoo parlor according to the route, and then found that we had triggered the killing pattern of this ghost king."

A player said with lingering fear.

"What about the rest."

"According to the chat interface, those four-star players have successfully entered the horror tattoo parlor, and the rest of them are also on their way, and marked several impassable routes. Except for us few unlucky ones, most of the players very smooth."

While listening, Shen Jian flipped through the chat interface.

Pay attention to a message soon.

[Don't take the small alleys, there is a ghost king entrenched there, we can't get out. 】

Shen Jian stopped.

He looked at the alley on the side of the street.

The entrance of the alley is dark and deep, like a huge abyss leading to hell, trying to swallow those who walk into it.

"Boss, I heard that there is a ghost king in that place."

A player looked along the line of sight, and suddenly showed fear and pity.

Afraid that there is a ghost king entrenched there.

Pity there are players who have tried their own lives for them and found out that it doesn't work.

Otherwise, a quiet street with not many ghosts walking around is definitely the favorite of many players.

"Go away by yourselves."

Shen Jian did not hesitate.

Walked straight into the alleyway.

One of the four leaders of the one-armed ghost king given by the ghost king, the last trace disappeared in the alleyway.

This was originally an uncertain message.

But now it is certain.

One of the leaders of the four ghost kings is still hiding in the alleyway.

Step into the alley.

A layer of mist suddenly filled Shen Jian's eyes.

In addition, the laneway was already dim, with less than one meter of visibility.

Just walked a few steps.

A vague figure came out from the end of the fog, and this figure was waving at Shen Jian.

There is something strange about the action.

at this time.

The vague figure spoke.

"come here now……"

"Come here."

"It's dangerous over there."

That figure was waving to Shen Jian.

The tone seemed very urgent.

With a somewhat gloomy tone.

Shen Jian paused.

Because this voice is exactly his.

That vague figure was also very close to him.

Even if you look closely, you will find that the two figures are almost identical, as if produced by a mold factory.

As if at the end of the fog, there is another "he".

And is calling out to the real him.

(End of this chapter)