Chapter 142: Disgust

"Huh?" "Is this really going to make me do all this groceries, do I look so bad?"

"Ah, what? I can't adjust even the most basic schedule, do you see that there are still people in the whole barracks who are late?" said the man.

Looking at it this way, it seems that the people in the entire military camp have been concentrated here, except for Captain Ma, the rest of the people are led by the man in front of him, it seems that this man also has a certain status in the military camp.

"Look at your brother, you get up earlier in the morning than anyone else, and you are more diligent than anyone else, why are you so lazy?" the man pointed to the drought again, and now all the rao eyes looked at the drought fish a few times, and then looked at me with color.

"Listen to him and go to the logistics. "The Drought sent me a message.

I had no choice but to obey the order, and under the gaze of the crowd, I turned around and walked to the place where the man was pointing.

Pots and basins of dirty laundry piled up, and I thought to myself that I must not show that thing, and if it did, I would want to die

"Mine!" As soon as I thought of this, it appeared, one, two, three.

There was a foul smell in the air, and it was disgusting to have so many diapers piled on top of each other.

It looks like the dirty laundry has been piling up here for a long time, and it seems that there is no one here who is willing to do the laundry, and it just so happens that all the rotten things that have been deposited have fallen on my head when I came.

Fuck me wash this stuff, I don't wash it. It is estimated that no one wants these things, and they are all thrown here, which is already regarded as garbage.

Next to it is the kitchen, and the lights are still flashing in the kitchen, so there should be someone inside.

I walked into the kitchen and pushed the door open, and saw an old man lighting a fire next to the stove, and the black smoke coming out of the stove made the old man cough a few times from time to time.

"Uncle, are you here to cook for everyone?" I asked softly.

"Otherwise, don't you see that I'm making a fire here? I don't cook, you cook?" said the old man.

"Truth be told, I really just got assigned here to help you cook!" I said. The first impression I had of this old man was that he was quite stubborn, and he must be a strange old man.

"Oh, here to cook, it's the sixth this year. The old man thought it was a deep way, and then looked at me with a terrible smile on his face.

“... Uncle, what are you?" This weird old man is really unsettling, what is my sixth this year, and what happened to the first five?

"Hehe, be honest here, don't do anything stealing, otherwise... Hey!" the old man laughed weirdly, this is really scary.

People are always afraid of the unknown, and I'm an ordinary person, and I'm just as scared of this as ordinary people.

"Uncle, my name is Ye Wenfeng, can you tell me why I am the sixth this year? Then why don't I see the first five seniors cooking with you?" I asked, I really didn't dare to stay here without asking these things clearly, but I was afraid that asking would make me even more afraid.

"Hehe, the first five are dead!" Old Bodao stood up, reached out and picked up the catch on the board and looked at me.

Damn, this is even more terrifying than a horror movie, it's too scary, shouldn't this old man be a dual-personality perverted killer like the one on TV, he will turn into a cold-blooded killer at night, and then make the corpses of people he killed late at night into meat dishes for everyone to enjoy.

"Don't... Other... Don't come here!" The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, this old man was so terrifying, I couldn't help but unconsciously take two steps back.

It's really embarrassing, I'm a strong man in the Four Elephant Realm, and I would be scared by an old man cooking at this moment.

"I'm not old, I'm so daring, I'm afraid of something, I just want to cut a piece of meat and cook for everyone!" the old man squinted his eyes and smiled. Then he turned and walked to the cupboard, took out a large piece of meat and threw it into the air, and the sharp knife technique began to be displayed.

There was a burst of knife light, and one after another thin slices of translucent meat fell evenly and neatly on the board.

This knife technique, suddenly my cold sweat couldn't stop and began to flow down, I seem to know how the top five died, it is not an exaggeration to meet this kind of old man who is really cut into meat slices.

"Old... Uncle, can you tell me how those five died?" I swallowed, squeezing my fear.

"They, what are you asking these for, they deserve to die. Just remember what I say, be honest when you come here, don't do anything like stealing chickens and dogs, otherwise... I don't need to have more in the back!" said the old man.

"..."This weird atmosphere.

"Go out and chop some firewood for me, I'm not enough to cook for everyone. The old man turned around and walked to the corner, took out a machete nearly a meter long from behind the cupboard and threw it to me.

My mom, you can use a machete to chop wood, and this machete is all bloody, and I don't know if it's used to chop wood.

"It's... Is this really used to chop wood?" I asked, taking the knife in disbelief.

"Why, don't you look like it?" asked the old man in a hoarse voice.

"Like... It's like that!" I replied.

"Hehe, you look pretty good, just call me Uncle Zhong in the future. The old man looked at me and smiled.

"Well, I know Uncle Zhong!" I said.

When I was done, I shuddered and dragged the machete out of the kitchen.

Out of the kitchen, I saw a pile of firewood and a stake piled up not far away.

As I walked over, I chopped down the firewood, and after cutting one after the other, and in a few moments I had enough firewood to use.

After dragging all the firewood into the kitchen, Zhong Lao motioned for me to throw it into the stove, and I began to work for him again.

"Man, follow me and work hard, maybe you will be the next head chef in the future" Zhong Bodao said.

What kind of thing is the head chef, you are obviously the only one who did it here, and you call yourself the head chef, which really made me have a long insight. Although I think so in my heart, I don't dare to mess with this old man, in case I also become the first six in the old man's mouth, then what can I do.

"Well, I'll do a good job. I said.

The old man began to throw all the cut meat into the pot, and the smell of meat came to my face in an instant, but it made me extremely disgusted.

What kind of meat is this, it smells so good, but it makes me so disgusted.

"Why, isn't this meat fragrant? This is something that only our troops can eat, and ordinary people can't eat it if they want to!" Zhong Bo frowned.