The crown was advanced by Liang Guo from outside the stone room, and when he entered, he was changed into this makeup and clothes, and the white blankets on his knees were also prepared in advance. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Older people have poor blood circulation, little movement, and often heavy dampness. Blankets are placed on the knees of the elderly to protect them from the cold, which is a method used by people to serve the elderly in remote sand towns.

When Wang Mian was pushed forward by the Liang State, Wang Tuntun's will was being weakened to an extremely chaotic level by one accident after another, and naturally he would not pay attention to a white blanket that was originally normal. In fact, even if Wang Tuntun is in good spirits, he will not go to the same blanket.

But as the white blanket slipped off, a pair of miserable and cruel truths were once again exposed in front of the third master's eyes - the legs of the crown, from the toes to the crotch, were stripped of flesh and blood alive, leaving only Sensen's bones.

The color of the bones is red white, which should have been carefully handled, and it was even smeared with tung oil, which looked clean and tidy and even reflected the brightness of the furniture, which made Wang Tuntun feel even more ridiculous.

Part of the absurdity came from the white blanket, which he took a deep look at as it had slipped onto his father's miserable white toe bones, and covered his mouth tightly with his palm, his jaw twitching slightly.

That felt...... That felt...... Wang Tuntun couldn't describe his mood at this moment, a huge contrast enveloped him, his eyes wandered between the crown and the felt, and his expression gradually became obscure.

On the outside of the white blanket is a plump and healthy father, and underneath the blanket is crisp white bone.

Where did Wang Mian's separated flesh and blood go, and he didn't need to be reminded by others, Wang Tuntun himself had already guessed seven or eight points. He thought about the pot of boiled broth, his tongue wandering between his lips and teeth, he remembered the sweet taste of the pot, his stomach tumbling as if it was about to roll over at any moment, so he finally found the familiar taste from the taste—the taste of the crown.

The crown, who had been stripped of his legs and flesh, finally raised his head at this time, and he looked at his favorite third son, with a gloomy and apologetic look on his face. The business magnate sitting here at this time, more importantly, is a powerless father.

In fact, there is one thing that Wang Tuntun doesn't know, not only was the flesh and blood of Wang Mian's legs ripped off, but even his tongue was treated similarly, which is why he has been silent.

Previously, Griffith had a special dish for the crown called "Sunflower Blossom", which was made with the idea of piecing together flowers and leaves with a few tongues and using the eyeballs as the stamens of the flowers. According to Griffith's character, this tongue doesn't need to be thought about, there must be one of it that is the crown's own, so when the food is served to the crown, his expression is so complicated.

"Bang, bang......" Griffith stood up from his seat, Liang Guo bowed down and pulled the chair behind him, he pulled the hem of his clothes with his hand, and then clapped his palm, attracting people's attention:

"Ahem...... This scene is a little embarrassing, Mr. Wang, your legs are so beautiful, this luster ...... Ahem, okay okay. I just said don't want the back elbow meat, don't want the back elbow meat, but give me the back elbow meat, how embarrassing the scene is now, I knew you would eat people whip, damn, back elbow meat...... Hind elbow meat ......"

"Oh, by the way, don't worry too much about your plan to shoot me with a firearm before, I was going to hold me responsible, but for your sake of being so embarrassed.

Also, I was too fast just now, and I accidentally put that or something...... What's the last name...... Oops, let me think about it...... What's it called...... Anyway, it was Superintendent Naha who killed me, and I feel very guilty and sorry. Look at my eyes, do they contain sincerity and tears......

But you also have to understand, after all, I am still a slow to react, and I always know what I should not do, and I don't want to do many things. Kindness...... I'll tell you a little secret, you have to keep it a secret, I'm actually ......" Griffith stuck his head out with a serious face, and he pointed his finger at the back of his temple:

“…… There's a problem here. ”

He said this in a serious tone, and the atmosphere in the entire stone chamber became even more eerie. Griffith kills, cooks, eats people, he owns an underground palace, the power behind him is mysterious and huge, he is like a mystery and is revealed little by little, and then reveals a bigger mystery.

And this man is talking like crazy here, as if he has no motive, but he is extremely diligent and hardworking, and even devotes his soul to mutilating people to death, pushing them towards the abyss.

As Wang Tuntun said, what is the situation with this man?!

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In fact, a large part of fear comes from illogical, people will be afraid of things they can't figure out, they will be afraid of the future that they can't see through, and people are afraid of walking at night, just because they don't know the road under their feet, they don't understand how they have laid out, and what will happen to them in front of the road.

The same is true of human nature, between familiar friends, they know each other, they know each other, they can always joke, and they are not afraid of each other, precisely because in the logic of their minds, they have constructed the subjective image of each other, know why this person acts, what his interests are.

But when it comes to strangers, people behave more conservatively......

If you are facing a madman whose behavior is completely beyond logic, and this madman happens to be powerful, and it seems to be very murderous......

Wang Tuntun's face was completely pale, his jaw was shaking, his hands were shaking because of anger or fear, his eyes widened, and he watched Griffith come over step by step.

"Once upon a time, when I wasn't human, I used to fantasize about becoming human......"

Griffith walked along the table, his index finger caressing the edge of the table, dragging his body a little bit forward. When he said, 'Become a man', he happened to come to Wang Tuntun, so he bent his neck.

Griffith's figure was not tall, but Wang Tuntun was sitting, so the other party naturally bent his neck and said these three words in the third master's ear.

"And the reason why people are human is because they have a complete set of ideas and values. You see, you shoot me with a gun, I don't care, but you spill the food, this really shouldn't be ......"

"Do you know how many people have died for this food, you know how hard I worked to make it, if you don't eat it, forget it, and waste the food, are you worthy of the people who sacrificed for this meal, are you worthy of my hard work?

Of course, I'm sorry for those who died, anyway, people can't jump out of the coffin and say anything when they die, but you have failed me...... I've been working on those things for a long time, and I can't imagine that you have failed me......"

Saying this, Griffith's emotions became agitated again, as if he had been broken by a negative man. He pinched the left shoulder of the third master Wang Tuntun with one hand, his fingers were white when he entered the flesh and bones, and the blood vessels and tendons were a little prominent because of the excitement and excessive force.

But Wang Tuntun didn't move, his face was clearly at a loss, no one could adapt to so many changes in one day.

At this time, the boy's mood had become unstable, and it seemed that it was not a lie to point to his head with his index finger and say, 'There is a problem here', so this unstable mood only lasted for a short time. Then he quieted down, took the initiative to smooth Wang Tuntun's crumpled left shoulder clothes, patted the other party's shoulder, and then walked around the table and spoke seriously:

"Third master, you haven't lived a hard life, and you don't know the preciousness of food......

How did the grain come from, the grain was planted by the farmer uncle one by one, is it easy for the farmer uncle to go out early and return late to plant some grain, it has to be watered, and it has to be drained when it is waterlogged, and it is hard to be old. There are poems to prove it, ahem...... The poem reads:

On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil. Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work...... Good poems, good poems, every time I read it, it makes me cry, and I feel that the old father who gave birth to me and raised me...... Hey, who's this pistol, it's very retro, the style is good, your birthday present? …… Ahem!! In short, you are not wasting food, if in a famine year, how many people can be saved by this table of food? ”

The little boy spoke, but he did not stop, and he dragged the gun, the muzzle of which rubbed diagonally downward against the table, and little by little he walked over the edge of the table. Wang Tuntun Nu moved his mouth, he actually wanted to say that now is not the famine era, but he didn't say it after all. The nervousness of the boy in front of him is obviously not something that can be dredged up by a few words logically.

"Isn't this a famine time?! Do you want to say this, you are so shameless, you waste food and make excuses, are you worthy of my hard work, you are really angry with me, you can't teach me! Hey, I'm blind, I hate that I admired you before, hey! Children cannot be taught.

Whew~~~, no, I have to be smooth, I'm a cultured person, I can't be as knowledgeable as you. You turtle! Whew~~~, whew~~~"

"Third master, let me tell you the truth, the operation of this universe has a law, and everything in this world has a price. You have overturned this table of food...... Hey! You're still hard-mouthed, didn't you do it? I've seen you still have a hard mouth. You say that you are careless, can you use it as an excuse if you are careless, and it is you who overturned it, it is really ...... Ahem, you overturned this table of food, and indirectly starved a lot of people to death, and you always have to be punished a little, right? ”

By this time, Griffith had already dragged the muzzle of the gun to the crown's side, the iron barrel rubbing against the wooden dining table and making a sound, and he squinted and asked with his eyes shining.