Chapter 85 On the Diversity of Pig Killing

Xiao Chen followed the information from the soul search and found the place where the Mo family was.

At the foot of Liuyun Mountain, there is an extremely large area.

Xiao Chen looked at the eldest young master of the Mo family, who was already out of breath and less in on the ground, touched his chin and smiled obscenely.

Mo family, back kitchen.

Many cooks were busy in an orderly manner, and Xiao Chen dragged the eldest young master of the Mo family sneaking in here.

"Well, what are you doing, no idlers are allowed to wait in here. ”

A person who seemed to be in charge saw the sneaky Xiao Chen and shouted loudly.

Xiao Chen smiled, and then the figure disappeared in place.

The man rubbed his eyes, looked like hell, and ran away in a few steps.

After Xiao Chen used a blindfold to isolate this place, he took out his mobile phone from Young Master Mo's pocket.

Xiao Chen thought about it very seriously, and then typed a few words into the browser.

"How to kill pigs to make the meat better. ”

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"Don't use boiling water to remove hair, use laundry detergent water to remove hair, so the meat quality will be very good. ”

"Whatever, and laundry detergent water. Xiao Chen muttered.

"A pig that dreams of death is a good pig. ”

Xiao Chen looked at the young master Mo who was about to die next to him, and estimated in his heart that this thing could only have nightmares now.

Xiao Chen was seriously rummaging, and the young master Mo who was lying next to him moved his head, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the mobile phone in Xiao Chen's hand.

In an instant, the body that was about to die came back to life.

"Kill pigs?"

"Why does this neuropathy kill pigs, where do pigs come from here. ”

Young Master Mo suddenly trembled, tears and snot flowed together, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart.

I don't know where the power came from, Young Master Mo struggled to turn over and crawled in the direction of the door.

Young Master Mo shouted while crawling: "Help, help, there's a neurotic here!"

In that way, snot and tears were hanging on the face, it was really the tears of those who heard it, and the sadness of those who saw it.

Xiao Chen finally found a more reliable answer.

Before slaughtering abroad, the pigs are led to a special assembly line, and the production workshop will play Mozart's "Requiem", and then, the pigs enter the "bathing center" in the sound of music, and drink a drink - light salt water while showering; The scientific basis for this humane slaughter is that giving pigs light salt water can replenish bodily fluids, while music and showers can relax the pigs' emotions, and the pork will not become stiff due to tension, and the taste is fresher and more nutritious......

Xiao Chen looked at this answer and nodded with satisfaction, and couldn't help but sigh: "People are really powerful now, and they are so particular about killing a pig." ”

Xiao Chen is sighing here, and Young Master Mo is already crawling to the door.

Looking at the gate, Master Mo gritted his teeth, as long as he climbed a few more steps, he would be able to get out of here, and then be discovered by his family, and then be protected, and then the end of that neurotic would come.

When the time comes, he must be skinned and cramped, and his bones will be broken inch by inch.

When Young Master Mo put one of his hands on the door frame, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Now he seems to have seen the end of that neurotic.

Next, Young Master Mo felt a light on his right foot, and a voice sounded in his ears.

"Where are you going, big fool, isn't this place good, it is well equipped and easy to take care of. ”

Young Master Mo trembled, clung to the door frame, and cried loudly.

Xiao Chen slowly dragged Young Master Mo towards his previous position.

As you walk, type "Requiem" into your phone.

Young Master Mo clasped the floor with his hands desperately, hoping to find a place to focus, no matter how hard he was, he had to struggle, didn't he?

A long blood stain was pulled out of the ground, and looking at the door frame that was getting farther and farther away from him, Young Master Mo closed his eyes in despair.

Xiao Chen was very intimate and held Young Master Mo and let him lean against the wall, which would make him more comfortable.

Xiao Chen pressed the play button of the mobile phone, and a beautiful, beautiful, and bright music sound came from the mobile phone.

Xiao Chen looked at Young Master Mo expectantly, hoping that he could immerse himself in this beautiful music.

But as soon as Young Master Mo heard the music play, his whole body trembled, and the tears and snot that had just stopped spurted out again.

"Huh~"

Xiao Chen snorted in disgust, and re-entered the name of a song into his phone.

The prelude sounded, and Xiao Chen's general voice sounded: "This is my general." The style of the song is vicissitudes, and this song mainly expresses a woman's concern and endless longing for her husband who has been in the army for many years. This kind of love is wordless loneliness, with a long wait......"

"Mother, I can't make it up. Xiao Chen turned off the play button.

Then Xiao Chen found some classic old songs, some foreign famous songs, and even children's songs, and let go of Eighteen Touch, but Young Master Mo still didn't look very happy.

Xiao Chenqi stepped on the mobile phone into a big pie: "The little chicken cub is so difficult to serve." ”

Young Master Mo glanced at Xiao Chen without love, and two tears crossed the corners of his eyes.

Xiao Chen scratched his head and muttered, "How can I make you happy?"

Suddenly, Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, he took out a piece of dead jade from his pocket, looked at Young Master Mo with some heartache and said, "For you, this emperor is heartbroken." ”

The dead jade in Xiao Chen's hand turned into dust and drifted away, and then the scene here changed dramatically.

The half-dead person lying on the ground turned into Xiao Chen, but Young Master Mo looked like a victor at the moment, carrying a knife, looking at this completely different picture from just now with a bewildered expression.

Xiao Chen, who was lying on the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, and looked at Young Master Mo who was holding a knife in horror: "Don't come here, don't come over." ”

Young Master Mo slapped himself fiercely, and the hot pain came to his mind, and this feeling told him that this was true, not a dream.

Young Master Mo walked towards Xiao Chen with a hideous face, Xiao Chen leaned against the wall in horror, and kept pleading.

Young Master Mo didn't pay attention to Xiao Chen's plea at all, and with a hideous face, he slashed at Xiao Chen's neck without hesitation.

Blood spurted out, and the warm blood sprayed on the face of the young master Mo, feeling the warm blood, the young master Mo looked happy, and even couldn't help laughing.

"One knife, two knives......" Young Master Mo felt that he had never been so happy, even when he met those superb girls.

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"Bang!"

With a snap of fingers, the air around them distorted unrealistically, and everything returned to reality.

Xiao Chen looked at the young master Mo who fell to the ground, holding a knife in his hand, blood gushing out of his neck and smiling, and couldn't help but shake his head: "You committed suicide, it has nothing to do with me!"