"Soft, waxy, fragrant and mellow, it will break when you bite it, but it will be chewy and chewy!"
The middle-aged man picked up the pig's trotters in Zhong Wen's bowl and said, "Mr. Zhong, I don't understand. What do you usually eat? You don't even like these pig's trotters?"
Zhong Wen looked around nervously. At this moment, he was obviously not in the mood to discuss eating hoof flowers with the person in front of him.
"Master, are we really going to Haixi next?"
"Anyway, Mr. Zhong, you have nowhere to go. The Hungry Ghost Festival is coming soon, and Haixi is busy there!"
Zhong Wen saw a police patrol passing by outside the restaurant and immediately lowered his head.
Seeing him like this, the middle-aged man grinned and said, "Mr. Zhong, keep your heart in your stomach."
"Not to mention whether the police officers outside are here for you, even if they are, they can't do anything to you."
As if to confirm what the middle-aged man said, two police officers on patrol entered the restaurant and looked at everyone in the restaurant carefully.
One of the police officers walked to the inside of the restaurant and looked at everyone with their backs to the door.
Zhong Wen sat with his back to the restaurant door.
As the officer passed him, he became visibly nervous.
Because his bruised and swollen face was really conspicuous.
At this time, the middle-aged man who was eating hoof flowers said, "Take what I gave you before."
Zhong Wen reached into the pocket of his upper body and took out a small, irregularly shaped fragment of unknown material.
As soon as he got the fragment, Zhong Wen smelled a strong and pungent stench.
He had doubted whether this thing was useful before.
However, when he was at Shanghai-Hai Airport, he used this thing to avoid the bodyguards of Tianxiang.
Same thing this time.
The police officer passing by noticed the injury on Zhong Wen's face at a glance, but when Zhong Wen took out the thing, the police officer looked directly at the middle-aged man in a long gown opposite him who was eating hoof flowers.
Soon, the two police officers saw that there was nothing unusual about the people in the store and left.
After confirming that the two police officers were gone, Zhong Wen asked in a low voice: "What is this thing? It smells so bad!"
The middle-aged man ate the last piece of hoof flower in the bowl, spit out the bone, and grinned with his golden teeth: "Mr. Zhong, I advise you not to ask. After all, you people don't have the best mental endurance, so why bother to find something for yourself?" Where's the pleasure?"
Is your mental endurance not that good?
Hearing what the middle-aged man said, Zhong Wen smiled coldly and said, "Didn't you ask me what I usually eat before, so why don't you like this hoof flower?"
The middle-aged man nodded curiously and said, "Yes, what does Mr. Zhong usually eat? Can you tell me, a common man like me, to open his eyes?"
There was a look of aftertaste on Zhong Wen's face, and he said as if he was enjoying it very much: "Master, have you ever eaten human flesh?"
"what?"
Even through his sunglasses, Zhong Wen could see the confusion and shock on the face of the middle-aged man in front of him.
He suddenly laughed contemptuously, saying that he was just a country bumpkin who had never tasted the delicacies of the world.
Zhong Wen repeated word for word: "Master, have you ever eaten human flesh?"
This time the middle-aged man obviously heard clearly.
He subconsciously asked, "Have you eaten?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Zhong Wen laughed as if he had heard some incredible joke.
His reaction already told the middle-aged man the answer.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly behind his sunglasses, and he said, "Mr. Zhong, I think I need to pay more to protect your life!"
Zhong Wen was still laughing. The more exaggerated the reaction of the "expert" in front of him, the happier Zhong Wen was.
After a while, he finally stopped laughing, glanced at the bowl in front of the middle-aged man, and said, "Master, would you like to add some hoof flowers?"
"After all, the tender hands of five-year-old Beibi can only gnaw on these pig's trotters to satisfy their craving."
After saying that, Zhong Wenhe made a special noise.
Middle-aged man: "..."
Resisting the urge to vomit, the middle-aged man pointed at the irregular-shaped fragments in Zhong Wen's hand, forced a smile and said, "Mr. Zhong, this thing in your hand..."
Zhong Wen: "What is it? It stinks to death!"
The middle-aged man's face showed a sense of "revenge"-like satisfaction, "This is a child's skull. It was taken off while the child was alive, and then soaked in corpse oil mixed with a thousand corpses." One hundred days, and finally put into the belly of a dead woman to raise a vaginal fetus..."
Zhong Wen: "..."
In an instant, Zhong Wen's expression changed.
He originally wanted to eat some noodles, but now he couldn't take a bite.
He held the thing in his hand and asked tremblingly: "Why, why do you need to take this thing off while the child is alive?"
The middle-aged man said with a proud look: "To accumulate the resentment of the children."
Zhong Wen asked tremblingly: "In other words, there is a ghost's ghost hidden in this thing?!"
The middle-aged man slowly raised his hand and raised two fingers, "That's wrong, Mr. Zhong, not one, but two."
"Skull, vagina, two!"
"Children have been hurt by adults, so they don't like to see adults. Any adults who want to see you will be disturbed by them."
As Zhong Wen listened, his facial muscles kept twitching, and finally he cursed angrily: "Bah! Shi Hao! You, you are really a bunch of beasts!"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Each other, each other!"
...
Half an hour passed.
Zhong Wen and Shi Hao got on the high-speed train to Jiangcheng.
As soon as the high-speed train departed, the inspectors came.
It looked like they were trying to catch a fugitive, with each carriage being checked one by one.
Less than two stations after the high-speed train left, special police officers with guns came up and re-checked the entire train. At the same time, they also made simple repairs to the monitoring system inside the train.
Regarding this, Zhong Wen was extremely nervous, while Shi Hao sneered again and again.
He even joked with Zhong Wen: "Mr. Zhong, it seems that the Buddhist disciple of Tianxiang cares about you very much? He actually launched such a big battle to find you?"
Zhong Wenrou looked out the car window without saying a word.
When we were approaching Jiangcheng, two people got on the train.
Upon seeing these two people, Shi Hao's calm expression finally changed.
When he spoke to Zhong Wen again, there was a hint of solemnity in his voice: "The people from the Special Administration Bureau are also looking for you? Mr. Zhong, are you not the only one you have offended, that Buddhist disciple?"
Zhong Wen wiped his face nervously and took a deep breath. At this time, he smiled instead.
"Master, I leave everything to you!"
Shi Hao: "..."
The high-speed train arrived in Jiangcheng and the two got off the train.
As soon as he got off the bus, Shi Hao saw a man in the crowd with eyes like a hawk, scanning the crowd of people getting off the bus with sharp eyes.
There were several people standing beside this man.
Seeing this, Shi Hao grabbed Zhong Wen and turned around to get in the car again.
As soon as he got in the car, he took Zhong Wen to the bathroom.
After locking the door, Shi Hao's eyes were red and he asked Zhong Wen urgently: "You're a second-level special agent of the Special Administration Bureau! And he has the title of captain!"
"People like this are looking for you!"
"I don't believe your bullshit statement that you offended the Celestial Elephant Buddha and were captured!"
"If that's the case, this matter has nothing to do with the Special Administration Bureau! Then there is no way that Buddha would ask the Special Administration Bureau's second-level special agent to take action just because you are an ordinary person with some money!"
"Tell me! Apart from the Buddhist son of that day, who else have you offended?!"
Shi Hao's words were a bit hoarse. If you listen carefully, you can find a hint of fear in them.
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