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The man's voice shouted like this, and the man from the Punishment Department walked to the stone gate in three steps and two steps, pushed hard for a long time, and then turned around and shook his head with a blue face. The stone door was forced to close by some force, and behind the stone gate, there was a dozen tons of broken dragon stone blocking all the exits, which could not be opened with manpower.

"Let's take a look at the stone gate in that direction." Wang Tuntun pointed with his finger in a direction that was contrary to the man in the Criminal Department, and he managed his expression vigorously, so he didn't seem to be flustered, but the sound of the exit was a little strange because of nervousness.

"It's off, it's all closed...... It's sealed, we're finished. "The man from your penal department trotted through a few doors one after another, and then his voice was a little crying. In the mysterious cavity, the exit was blocked by the Broken Dragon Stone, which is probably the rhythm of being trapped alive in the TV.

Wang Tuntun really thinks the same way, he was originally for the purpose of negotiation, but now people are too lazy to see him and decisively trap himself in the room and wait for death, this approach is a bit too ridiculous and extreme. After all, with the pomp and circumstance made by the other party, it is easy to kill him Wang Tuntun, just send two people at will, so as not to make a degrading and inefficient way to burn money by making dozens of tons of big stones to block the door.

Therefore, Wang Tuntun actually still has some illusions, but he thinks that this kind of thing is the other party's disadvantage, and he wants to deter him, so as to take the initiative in the subsequent negotiations.

As for the evidence, Wang Tuntun thought that this Liang Guo, who was standing here alive, should be the best proof. In Wang Tuntun's mind, a capable subordinate like Liang Guo, who is willing to pay the price ('lurking' in Shazhen for several years) and has tough methods, is the backbone of the organization in any case, and should not be an abandoned existence no matter how you look at it.

And looking at Liang Guo's 'indifferent' expression is not pretending, that expression should not be something that a person before death can have anyway, Wang Tuntun knows that there are some people in the world who are indifferent to life and death, but Liang Guo is obviously not one of them.

In other words, the surface of this stone chamber seems to have been completely sealed off as a dead chamber, but in fact there is another life, maybe there is a vacuum behind the ceiling or floor, and only in this way can we perfectly explain what happened to Wang Tuntun before.

As the stone door fell, the originally small atmosphere in the 'room' became even more condensed, and Liang Guo pushed the crown to the middle of Griffith and Wang Tuntun, that is, the middle of the dining table, and sat down.

Wang Tuntun glanced at the silent crown, and his heart was impetuous. Then he stood up violently, patted the table and asked Griffith, why did this stone door suddenly close, was it to deliberately cut off everyone's life?

When he asked, he tore the skin, and the two sides still had some superficial hypocrisy, and the harshness of the words was like an awl, and it poked open the window paper at once.

However, Wang Tuntun's question should have been said to Liang Guo, but he chose to sit on the main seat, and Griffith, who looked dazed, was a breakthrough, which was quite a bit of a scolding of Huai, but after all, there was still some way out.

After saying this, Liang Guo, as the 'principal' behind the scenes, was still expressionless, deaf and mute, but the boy who was sitting on the main seat and shouting 'Third Master, I appreciate you' was a little apologetic, he rubbed his hands a little 'embarrassed', and then pulled everyone's attention to the dishes that would fill the table:

"Ah...... Ha ha...... Forehead.......

Well, I didn't expect the stone door to close so quickly, faster than I thought, it's not scientific......" The boy's voice grew quieter, and after the awkward laughter, the deeper it became, and at the end, there was a bit of self-talk. However, after some self-talk, he finally cheered up and clapped his palms very open-mindedly.

"But it doesn't matter, don't we still have a sumptuous dinner, remember I said that I would treat you well, I'm very trustworthy, everyone can eat, you're welcome...... Oh, you're worried that these are 'rough meals', ah, I lied to you, I was humble, I did it with a lot of heart......"

The boy's voice echoed in the stone chamber with full sincerity and childishness, and at this time there happened to be a soothing classical, gramophone-like music coming in from the crack in the stone door, which was a very lyrical and gentle tone. Wang Mian's expression changed, and finally he took the lead in picking up the knife and fork and eating it.

At this time, there should still be a lingering drizzle outside the cave, Wang Tuntun recalled the cold and hunger, and involuntarily gave birth to liquid under the tongue.

He glanced at Wang Mian again, pondered slightly, and saw that the latter was expressionless, and finally buried his head in eating.

The meal was unexpectedly sour and delicious, with a slight addition of spices such as chili pepper and pepper, which not only made the meal delicious, but also made Wang Tuntun, who had just experienced the rain and cold, feel comfortable, and even a trace of fluffy fine sweat appeared on the exposed skin.

Wang Tuntun was actually worried about things like poison in food, but he glanced at his surroundings, thought about it, and then became relieved.

For the sake of the Wang family, to be precise, for his own future and ambitions, Wang Tuntun is really here to survive, he wants to bring the pillars of the Wang family to obtain, so far, he has been very successful in 'connecting the head' with the crown.

However, the current environment is man-made and I am a fish, Wang Tuntun thinks that he only has the right to passively accept it, it is better to wait and see what happens, and be single.

At this time, he thought about the fact that his husband was still in danger, so he also feasted very freely - he couldn't resist horizontally and vertically, but it was better to be free and easy, and show his free and easy temperament.

Under such conditions, if someone returns to his mother-in-law, it will be looked down upon. Thinking about it from another angle, Wang Tuntun thinks that if he is the behind-the-scenes manipulator of this secret room, he definitely doesn't like to see such a person who doesn't know the current affairs, and when he is in a bad mood, it is possible to directly order him to be killed.

Based on this psychology, Wang Tuntun is full of comfort. Griffith smiled and clapped his palms widely, and the elite man named Liang Guo walked over to the table and pulled open a layer of wood-colored stone slabs covering the tabletop, revealing a steaming cauldron underneath.

The food in front of him was rich and varied, and vegetables of various shapes and colors were neatly arranged, filling the table more than seven meters long. The chef is an extremely sophisticated person, almost every dish is complicated and delicious, but each has its own spring and autumn, and its characteristics are different.

Wang Tuntun has really eaten some good things, but this is the first time that such a cluster of great enjoyment has been. He is not a person who likes to cook, on the contrary, Wang Tuntun is a representative of the adage that believes in 'a gentleman is far away from cooking', so he does not know many things on this table, but this does not affect his appreciation and praise.

Especially the melt-in-your-mouth meat......

"What kind of meat is this, I don't think I've ever eaten it before...... It's kind of like pork...... Whoop...... But it's a little bit more delicate to chew than pork......"

Griffith was as happy as a weasel, he used a soup spoon to stir in the cauldron that had just been opened by Liang Guo and was still steaming, grabbed some chopped green onions, ginger and garlic from the small plate beside him, and threw them into the pot. He stood up and served the soup and served a bowl to Wang Mian, Wang Tuntun, and the man from the Punishment Department.

The hot soup is fragrant, and the bones in the soup have been boiled and almost melted, and you can squeeze out the bone marrow with your teeth. Griffith pushed a plate of budding flowers and bones in front of the crown, a novel dish with eight tongues tied into pieces of flowers and eyeballs decorated with stamens, and the petals were decorated with grass and emerald green leaves, which looked delicious.

Griffith narrowed his beautiful eyes and patted the crown on the shoulder affectionately with his palm:

"Na! Made especially for you, please eat. ”

The crown looked up and entered the stone chamber to face Griffith for the first time. His eyes were cloudy and complicated, and his hand on the table trembled a little from the force curled up. He just twisted his head to look at Griffith for a moment, and the other squinted and smiled back at him. After a minute, Wang Mian gritted his teeth and finally reached out and put the dish in his mouth to eat it all, and swallowed it.

The crown's movements were undoubtedly a great affirmation of the chef, Griffith clapped his palms and looked around happily, then stretched out his fleshy palms to caress the crown's gray hair, and finally sat down satisfied.

The normal meal seemed to be happy, and at the end, Liang Guo pulled open a panel on the table, revealing a large golden ball of meat that had been roasted.

The shape of the thing was spherical, with punctures on both sides, and it was about the size of a human belly. In fact, this meat ball is made of hollowing out the belly pouch of some kind of creature and cutting the seal, so a swirling navel can be seen on the surface of the meat ball, and the meat is fragrant.

"This thing has a scientific name, it's called 'Jingle Cat's Pocket', you know who Jingle Cat is, ah, I don't know, it's really lonely...... Ahaha, once upon a time, there was a dead house named Nobita, and one day he picked up a robot cat...... Aha, anyway, there are a lot of good things in the pocket of the jingle cat...... Well, jingle cat, well, pocket ......"

Griffith, with his big round head, stood and explained the dish in a haphazard manner, holding a silver knife in one hand and carefully cutting through the golden balls of flesh.

The ball was quickly sliced open, and the rest of the work went smoothly, except for a thick soup and hot air that spewed out when the knife was spent.

Cut open the belly, and it was filled with all kinds of rich food, including green vegetables, purple fruits, red slices of meat, and all kinds of different colors and unknown sources.

Griffith sniffed the fragrant air deeply, and the whole person became intoxicated...... Jingle Cat's pockets are really full of things.