Love complex as a demon, ask that I am doing part-time job

Leng Fa and Na Wa were both wearing security uniforms, and two bloody balls and a small security guard were tied behind them with safety ropes.

The smell of greasy meat wafts in the dark corridors of the shopping mall. No matter how scary it is, it is just an rendering of the atmosphere. After all, there is nothing to scare people in front of them. Except for a strange light somewhere and the sound of chopping meat, there is nothing else. other.

To say it wasn't scary, there were bloodstains spread on the clean marble floor, dragging all the way, Qiuqiu's stomach was shrunken, and he grinned in pain but couldn't make any sound because his mouth was blocked by the cold method.

The little security guard had no legs and he was always chirping non-stop. Na Wa was so annoyed that she knocked him unconscious with his seal.

Now the smell of meat was no longer attractive, mixed with the pungent smell of blood, which somewhat affected Leng Fa and Na Wa not wanting to vomit.

"Brother, what do you think is in the kitchen? Is it scary? What if we can't fight it?"

Na Wa's voice was full of worry, but her face was still innocent, and her eyes were filled with strong curiosity.

Leng Fa rubbed the ceiling ruler, feeling somewhat helpless.

In terms of strength, he is not as good as his master, and in terms of talent, he is not as good as his junior sister, but in the sect, he has the best brain, and no one can understand his physical and mental exhaustion.

The unreliable master wanted the two of them to hone their skills more, so he threw them into the mall without even a mission reminder, facing all kinds of weird guys alone.

The junior sister who is really curious is not afraid of anything, especially since Nawa has a crow's mouth close to her. Even if she can't hit her, she can still erase the mark and kill her instantly.

The cold method between these two seems ordinary, so normal that it's scary!

"It's okay, just run away if you can't fight. This is the most important lesson Master teaches us. If you can't fight, there's no shame. If you can't fight one on one, just fight in a group. There are many people around Master, and any attack can kill these things. She just wants to The more we work hard, they won’t care whether we live or die.”

Soothe the junior sister and prevent her from being too aggressive and competitive. Properly evading when encountering difficulties is the most important part of saving life. As a senior brother, he must be diligent and good at tempting her!

When the two of them walked into the bright light, the dark shadow originally hidden in the dining area became restless.

As if Leng Fa turned a blind eye, he grabbed the two security guards behind him, threw them into the kitchen, and said, "Chop meat at night, do you still sell midnight snacks?"

Just when he made a sound, the sound of chopping meat stopped, something was thrown on the chopping board, and a pale and handsome man walked out from under the curtain of the back kitchen. He looked frail, with a smile on his face, but his eyes kept looking up. Looking through it, I can't seem to see anything.

Although he was wearing a white chef's uniform, it was already soaked in blood. He wiped it on his apron out of habit and walked towards the two of them.

"We only have bone soup to drink here, do you two need it?"

Smelling the smell of greasy meat, Leng Fa was completely uninterested and curled his lips in slight disgust.

This move made the chef man's smile slowly fade, and he said coldly: "If you two don't like our taste, you can go somewhere else for supper, why do you look so disgusted!"

Leng Fa tilted his head and looked doubtfully at the strange chef in front of him.

Call him blind, he seems to be able to see changes in your expression, call him not blind, he keeps turning his eyes up, only showing the whites of his eyes to look at people.

With a hint of provocation, Leng Fa said contemptuously: "Oh! You can actually see? Aren't you blind?"

He even deliberately stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him. The white eyes that kept turning were trembling, as if he was trying very hard to look at Leng Fa but couldn't. He could only say incompetently and furiously: "Who can be a blind man who can be a chef!"

Are you still angry?

Although the blind chef looks normal and tries his best to act like a normal person, there is something strange about him.

"Chef? Do you deserve to be called a chef? You hide in there, chop bones, and make soup, and you are considered a chef? If you put it this way, Po Meng is still the God of Cooking!"

After saying this, Leng Fa was stunned for a moment.

Apologize silently in my heart, I'm sorry, Sister Meng, you are the most beautiful woman in the underworld, and you just talked nonsense, no wonder. The blind chef, who wanted to continue pretending to be a normal person, couldn't help it, and took out the boning knife from his back. Blood was dripping from the blade, and he roared viciously: "You, you bullied me too much, and you left me outside. The trap is broken, I’m going to chop you all up and make soup!”

As the blind chef became angry, the black shadows hiding behind began to get closer, as if the solid evil spirit kept coming.

Leng Fa snorted disdainfully: "Look, I just said that blind people can't be chefs. I became angry from shame."

Na Wa, who was standing behind him, stuck out her head and gave the blind chef a meaningful smile.

"A blind man makes soup. Who knows what's in it. He might end up with vomiting and diarrhea after drinking it. His legs will become weak and he will fall into hallucinations."

Follow your words!

The next second, the group of black figures began to vomit and squirt crazily, completely uncontrollably. The smell of meat was covered up, leaving only an unpleasant stench.

The blind chef, who was waving the boning knife and trying to kill Leng Fa, turned around blankly and saw that the black figures condensed with evil spirits were not only vomiting and having diarrhea, but many of them had fainted in all kinds of filth. The remaining ones were trapped in hallucinations and rushed to the scene. Entering the kitchen, he knocked over the soup pot and twisted around wildly.

Leng Fa pulled Na Wa back continuously, the scene was somewhat disgusting.

"I can't stand the smell. We might as well leave first!"

Na Wa, who was pinching her nose because of the smoke, nodded desperately. Just as the two of them turned around and prepared to escape, the blind chef, who had not drunk the soup, rushed out.

"How dare you two humiliate the Lord God like this? I will punish you!"

The upturned white eyes rolled wildly, and a third eye slowly opened in the middle of his forehead.

What the hell!

Three eyes?

"Well, the Lord God isn't Yang Jian, is he?"

The introduction to Lengfa was relatively short. Although he was studying various knowledge every day, it was a pity that Chinese culture had a long history and many cultures were severely disconnected. There were many gods that he didn't know. For example, he was very confused now.

Seeing Sanyan, he could only think of Yang Jian.

"This bowl of Hundred Ghost Soup is dedicated to the Lord God to restore his strength. If you dare to sabotage our plan, you all should die!"

There was a faint light in the three opened eyes, which seemed to have the power to confuse people.

Just when he was about to continue letting Leng Fa and Na Wa become the nutrients in the soup pot, a black shadow slowly stretched out from behind.

"He, tui!"

Xiaobai poked his head out and saw a mouthful of phlegm, which directly covered the blind chef's three eyes.

All the power to confuse people's hearts has been covered up, leaving only disgust.

Lengfa wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead and looked at the picture in front of him. It was really annoying to his eyes. Why does it always end up in such a disgusting situation?

Xiaobai appears, bah bah bah!