Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

But watch the high platform.

The fat boss saw that everyone was aware of his fragile changes, so he stood up and laughed loudly: "Where do you think Ming Street is? You can let you make a lot of noise?"

After a pause, the fat boss glanced at everyone, and smiled coldly: "You want to eat the overlord's meal, don't you? It just so happens that the ingredients in the back kitchen are also used up today, and I have to trouble you now, my lords." , Help me clean up this group of ants and put them all in the kitchen."

Yu Wenhao and his party were still in the unbelievable state of becoming trash without knowing it, and they didn't notice the meaning of the fat boss's words.

However, there is still a sober, calm and rational person on the high platform at this moment.

Hearing what the fat boss said, Ouyang Feiyu, who had been watching the show in silence, suddenly felt his stomach churning and wanted to vomit!

At the dinner table, Mu Ziling also heard the meaning behind the fat boss's revealing words.

She suddenly realized why Long Xiaoyu only let her eat steamed buns without stuffing just now.

What black merchants produce is dark cuisine, so could it be...Human meat buns?

So perverted!

With such a guess, Mu Ziling exclaimed in his heart.

She looked at the unscrupulous man beside her, and then at Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling on the other side of the table who were also watching a play with great interest while rubbing their full stomachs, her eyes were full of sympathy.

On the high platform.

The servants listened to the order and took action immediately.

"Wait!" Ouyang Feiyu suddenly stood up, resisting the idea of ​​vomiting, and pretended to be calm: "Boss, everyone makes mistakes, why don't you give us another chance? If not, the next auction What's the point?"

I don't know if he listened to Ouyang Feiyu's words, or if his words reminded the fat boss.

Mingjie is not the world of his little bun owner, there is a master behind the scenes.

If this auction is ruined by him, then the whole Winghun Tower will be overwhelmed.

Thinking of this, the fat boss raised his hand, and really gave it a chance: "Forget it, let me ask you again, who still wants to eat the overlord's meal?"

Even though Yu Wenhao and his party had a lot of unhappiness and grievances in their hearts, they realized at this moment that Mingjie was not a place where they could do whatever they wanted.

Ever since, no one dared to say "no" in the face of a fat boss who was completely arrogant.

The fat boss is very satisfied with everyone's attitude of "correcting if you know your mistakes": "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Mingchai. We will solve the next thing by ourselves."

Ming Chai, who was still holding Yu Wenhao high, put him down, and then raised his hand to command like a robot.

In the next second, all the ghosts walked in unison, and left the Winghun Tower, walking cleanly.

Yu Wenhao, who had just lost his face, turned red. He did not forget to look up at Ouyang Feiyu, clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Ouyang, I, Longyue Palace, owe you a favor today."

Yu Wenhao directly represented Longyue Palace, expressed his identity, and expressed his sincerity of gratitude.

Seeing this, Ding Ziyang clenched his fists heavily, "I also owe Mr. Ouyang a favor."

Who would have thought that with just a word from Ouyang Feiyu, the three factions that were originally incompatible would suddenly turn hostility into friendship and take the line of friendship.

No one would have thought that Ouyang Feiyu's response to the two people's seemingly sincere thanks was actually a gagging sound of wanting to vomit.

Unexpectedly, it was rare for him to condescend to honor with such an attitude. Yu Wenhao's face was ashen, and he sternly shouted: "You!"

"I'm sorry, I'm feeling unwell..." Ouyang Feiyu raised his hand in time, as if he was sorry, then he said to Ouyang Wanju: "Pay the bill, I'll go out for a while."

Throwing down a word in a hurry, Ouyang Feiyu endured his stomach churning fiercely, and hurried towards the door.

When passing by Mu Ziling and Long Xiaoyu, Ouyang Feiyu turned his head and took a deep look, there seemed to be a faint smile in his dark eyes.

at the same time.

Long Xiaoyu's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked back lightly, a icy cold light flickered in his star-like eyes.

One look can intimidate people's hearts, proudly peerless!

Ouyang Feiyu's eyes darkened, and he rushed out the door.

Mu Ziling didn't notice the meeting of their eyes, and saw Ouyang Feiyu flying by, remembering that Yu Wenhao and the others bluntly said that they owed him a favor just now, she touched her chin, and casually said: "This person is very good at picking needles." ,very--"

The words are not finished.

"It hurts!" His head was suddenly exploded by a chestnut, Mu Ziling let out a cry of pain, and glared at Long Xiaoyu angrily.

Long Xiaoyu also stared at her, his eyes were deep and gloomy, as if he wanted to eat people.

Suddenly, Mu Ziling felt a tightness in his chest.

In front of this jealous king, you can't mention other men at all, it's simply too dangerous.

Mu Ziling curled her lips, and was about to change the subject, but saw that Long Xiaoze didn't know what kind of stomach it was, and actually picked up the buns and was about to stuff them into his mouth.

Although he didn't believe that the bun contained human flesh, Mu Ziling was absolutely sure that the stuffing of the bun was not 'clean'.

If it is not clear that there is something wrong with Long Xiaoze's delicious steamed stuffed bun, Mu Ziling might not care how much he eats, but now, she really can't bear to watch it any longer.

Mu Ziling looked at Long Xiaoze leisurely, smiled lightly and said, "Master Long, haven't you eaten enough?"

"Sister-in-law three, do you want to eat?" Long Xiaoze opened the mouth of the fortress bun and paused, then handed the bun that was approaching his mouth to Mu Ziling without hesitation: "Here, here you are."

Long Xiaoyu frowned slightly, his gaze drifted over coldly.

Although the steamed stuffed bun has not been bitten, but just passed his mouth... Long Xiaoze's heart skipped a beat, and he withdrew his hand to hand the steamed stuffed bun to Mu Ziling like an electric shock.

Afterwards, he directly pushed a basket of untouched steamed buns towards Mu Ziling bit by bit.

Mu Ziling shook his head in disgust: "I don't dare to eat it, for fear of diarrhea."

"How is it possible? I've eaten so much..." Long Xiaoze said disapprovingly, as if demonstrating, he opened his mouth wide and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun.

"Eat, let's eat." Mu Ziling sighed helplessly, as if he was very confused: "But what did the boss say just now? It seems that those ghosts washed Yu Wenhao and the others to the back kitchen, I don’t know what to do with it? It’s not that I want to chop it up for something—”

Before Mu Ziling finished speaking, Qing Ling's expression changed, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he struggled to speak: "Bao, Bao, Bao..."

"What's the matter? Are you hungry again just watching me eat? But I think you should stop eating, it's not good if your belly is burst." Long Xiaoze, a straight-hearted person, didn't understand at all, and smiled and took a bite out of his hand. Handed the steamed stuffed bun to Qing Ling: "Little Junior Sister, you better not eat it, I'll let you smell it."

"vomit--"

Smelling that smell, like smelling a strong smell of blood, Qing Ling immediately vomited out of nausea, onto Long Xiaoze's extended hand.

Long Xiaoze stood up abruptly, shook off the vomit stuck in his hands, and said with feigned anger: "Junior Junior Sister, don't vomit if you don't eat—"

Before he could finish speaking, Qingling raised her head wanting to cry without tears: "Human flesh... Baozi..."

Difficult but kind enough to say four words, Qingling held his stomach firmly, and spit out the buns in his stomach mouthful after mouthful.

Human flesh? steamed stuffed bun?

Human flesh in the bun?

Long Xiaoze froze on the spot, his whole body in a state of emptiness, as if he was trying to understand the meaning of just a few words.

Three seconds later—

"Ouch—" Long Xiaoze vomited violently.

For a moment, the two poor children bent down and vomited violently, eagerly and quickly, wishing to spit out their intestines.

Suddenly, out of the corner of Long Xiaoze's tearful eyes, he accidentally saw Long Xiaoyu who was acting as if nothing had happened.

I saw that Long Xiaoyu had already pulled his favorite person away from them who were vomiting heartbrokenly.

Immediately, Long Xiaoze came to his senses, he was so wronged that he wanted to cry!

This is the third brother who grew up with him?

This is the third brother who watched them eat human buns with peace of mind?

How could this man with the opposite sex and no humanity, with a black heart, a black liver and a black lung, whose internal organs were all black, be his third brother?

No, definitely not...

Long Xiaoze shook his head unlovely, feeling that there is no more love in this world.

And just when Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling were throwing up in the dark, those people on the high platform had already paid their bills and came down.

All of them looked like they were constipated and bleeding profusely, very ugly.

Suddenly, someone reminded us loudly: "Boss, don't worry about having fun after taking our money. Isn't there a table of rich men over there?"

As soon as these words came out, the indignant mood of Yu Wenhao and others suddenly became like rain and dew from the sky.

The fat boss with a happy smile was reminded like this, and looked at the rich man at the table, and the smile on his face immediately became fuller. He directly waved his hands and asked the dozen or so guys around him who were still counting the money to count the accounts over there.

The ten cages of steamed stuffed buns made them bleed profusely, but when he saw Mu Ziling and the others' table full of steamed stuffed buns placed on a large table, Yu Wenhao's mouth curled into a treacherous sneer.

They were bleeding profusely, but after they had hemorrhaged, it would be a joy to see their hated enemy burst into blood.

It stands to reason that after exchanging the ghost coins required for the fourth auction, they can go back upstairs to rest, but no one is willing to leave at this time.

A group of people who had paid their bills returned to their seats, waiting to watch the show.

Soon, more than a dozen guys finished counting the table of the biggest rich man tonight.

"No more, no less, just right." One of the guys gestured to the fat boss, and said enthusiastically, "30,000 coins!"

Hearing this, the gloom that Yu Wenhao and others still had in their hearts was instantly replaced by indescribable joy.

Thirty thousand ghost coins... If you don't move gold and silver, obviously you can't exchange them.

Yu Wenhao stroked his chin gloatingly, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

If he remembered correctly, those four people entered the Wraith Building empty-handed, let alone mountains of gold and silver, I guess it would be difficult for them to come out with a piece of gold.