After Yang Ning finished speaking, Zhong Wen's face, which was as white as a dead person, did not change at all.
After all, I was scared to death on the way here, what else could I do?
If you were a little more scared, you would just faint.
At this moment, Zhong Wen really hoped that he could faint.
However, after all, he is a person with a net worth of tens of billions, so he still has the ability to bear it.
Involuntarily, Zhong Wen glanced at the complete set of kitchen utensils next to him.
Chopping boards, kitchen knives, seasonings, various soup pots and woks are all available.
Yang Ning was actually a little surprised that Xiaohai could deliver such a complete set of kitchen utensils.
It wouldn't matter if they were covered in rust stains and picked up from various sunken ships, but the kitchen utensils in front of Yang Ning were obviously new.
Some of the packaging films have not even been removed.
This is strange.
Yang Ning decided to wait until things were settled here and go see what happened to the little sea ghost.
Turning to look at Zhong Wen, Yang Ning said casually: "Mr. Zhong, shall we start?"
"It's already dawn. If we don't hurry up, breakfast will become lunch."
Zhong Wen, who was paralyzed on the ground, trembled and retreated bit by bit, and the only leg that still had feeling was kicked hard to the ground!
Yang Ning smiled and said: "Honghong, pinch his other leg too."
As soon as he finished speaking, click!
The red hand on one side was held in the air, and bruises of necrotic flesh and blood were visible to the naked eye on the ankle of Zhong Wen's good leg!
Now, he couldn't move anymore.
He could only drag his legs on the ground and couldn't even scream.
Because his attention was not on his feet at all.
As soon as Yang Ning raised his hand, several little guys came forward very considerately and carried various kitchen utensils to Zhong Wen.
Fatty Sun held the kitchen knife and handed it to him, "Come on Zhong, hurry up!"
"You were so sharp when you chopped off other people's hands, now you are so sharp with yourself!"
"Be careful, your fat master will give you a mouthful of Xiang!"
Chen Yamei held the little head with a puzzled expression on her face: "Do you want to eat his hand? It feels, it feels so dirty?"
The little turtle lying at Yang Ning's feet, staring at the little golden corpse with big eyes and small eyes, suddenly looked at his hands and feet hanging around his neck, and asked doubtfully: "Can this be eaten?"
Ruoru Wenwei, whose whole body was in pieces, looked around, picked off a large dewy blade of grass and handed it to Zhong Wen, saying weakly: "Here, wash it, otherwise you will get a stomachache after eating it. ..."
Zhong Wen almost cried.
No, he was already crying.
Is this service so good?
Zhong Wen still didn't want to chop off his own hand. He even had an idea and put his hand into his pants and wiped it on his butt!
Then he raised his hand to signal to Yang Ning, and said in a trembling voice with great excitement: "Do you still want to eat?!"
"I touched my own eyes with my hands! Why the hell are you still eating?!"
"Are you going to eat or not?!"
This is the most lethal threat Yang Ning has encountered since she was ten years old!
Yang Ning: "?!"
Ruan Kai and Han Yang: "?!"
Honghong: "?!"
"Whoa!"
The two little female ghosts, Wen Rou and Chen Yamei holding their heads, each made a vomiting gesture and ran away quickly!
Fatty Sun: "?!!"
He rushed forward, grabbed Zhong Wen's hand and smelled it, turned to Yang Ning and shouted: "He lied! He didn't touch it!"
Zhong Wen: "..."
Yang Ning: "..."
After being stunned for a moment, Yang Ning asked: "This little fat man, who are you? Do I know you?"
Honghong nodded hurriedly and asked, "Yes, yes, yes, who are you? Where did you come from?"
Shi Wen said anxiously: "I, I, I don't know you either!"
The other little ghosts also hurriedly expressed their stance. In the blink of an eye, Big Fat Sun turned from one of the little ghosts into a wandering ghost.
But he didn't look like he was psychologically injured. Instead, he proudly patted Zhong Wen's trembling cheek covered in cold sweat and said proudly: "The sword is not sharp and the horse is too thin. How can you fight with your fat man?"
Zhong Wen lowered his head silently.
Yang Ning couldn't stand it anymore. He waved to take Big Fatty Sun back and said to Zhong Wen, "Mr. Zhong, don't worry!"
"You can eat whatever you make today, and we will never compete with you!"
"Honghong, help Mr. Zhong prepare the ingredients!"
"okay!"
Honghong raised her bloody hands and stepped forward, picked up the kitchen knife with one hand, and pressed Zhong Wen's hand firmly on the chopping board!
At this time, Yang Ning looked at the distance and said to the little golden corpse crawling at his feet: "Go, get a basin and borrow some blood from the True Dragon Saint Monk over there who is about to sleep."
The little golden corpse quickly climbed out, picked up a small basin and ran towards the dragon corpse over there.
Not long after, Tula's roar came from the front.
But it was just a roar.
When the little golden corpse came back, the small basin was already half full of dragon blood.
Yang Ning looked at Honghong, nodded and said, "Okay."
The corners of Hong Hong's mouth raised, the bloody hand holding the knife was raised high, and then quickly dropped——
Uh-huh!
Blood splashes!
"ah!!!"
...
Long Yin is the Buddha's immortal body, which can live the dead, flesh and bones.
Five minutes later, Zhong Wen looked at his hands in a daze, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Looking at the hands on the chopping board in front of him, he was even more incredible.
On the side, Honghong said coldly: "Shall we start? How to make the first dish?"
Zhong Wen was stunned on the spot, and it took him a while to react. He murmured, "My, my hand?"
"Growing it again?"
"Can it still grow?"
Listening to what he said, Yang Ning suddenly realized that something might be wrong.
Sure enough, next, Zhongwen, who was slumped on the ground, didn't need any more urging, he started to move on his own!
He even looked up at Yang Ning and asked, "Where's Huo? Do you have any brains?"
"Don't you need fire to cook?"
"Why don't you prepare the fire in advance?"
"For your brains, let alone eating people's hands, you can't get it back even if you eat people's brains!"
Maybe Zhong Wen himself didn't realize that his life reached its peak at this moment.
Yang Ning didn't react at all. The people in his soul lamp candles were hurling all kinds of abuse at him every day.
But everyone else around Yang Ning was in awe of Zhong Wen!
Especially those from the Special Administration Bureau!
At this moment, the image of Zhong Wen in the minds of Ruan Kai and Han Yang simply soared into the sky!
"flame."
Yang Ning said casually, boom!
A small pile of blazing fire was lit next to Zhong Wen.
After a while, Zhong Wen picked up one of his washed and hair-free hands, squeezed it with both hands, and said with a grin to Yang Ning: "Hehe, hehe, hahaha!"
"What's your name? Forget it, it doesn't matter..."
"You want to see me make a fool of yourself, don't you?"
"Sorry, you can't see, even if it's my own hands, I can cook it how I want!"
"Eat whatever you want!"
After saying that, Zhong Wen threw his hand into the boiling hot water next to him!
However, the moment his hand fell into the boiling water, the ferocious smile on Zhong Wen's face suddenly froze!
A burning sensation of boiling water instantly hit his newly regrown hand!
"Ah, ah ah ah!!"
"ah!!!"
In an instant, Zhong Wen's scream was like a ghost crying and a wolf howling!
...
