Chapter Forty-Nine: The Sudden Cutting of a Large Slice

Helping to serve the dishes together, Wang Ming was a little impatient and ready to eat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As always, the seafood package, with the addition of two fresh vegetables from Huaguoshan, is fresh and delicious, Niu Datian's cooking skills really make Wang Ming very satisfied, and these days are the most comfortable time for him.

As for Niu Datian, he was smiling, and the corners of his mouth were almost cracked to the back of his ears, and when he ate with Wang Ming, he could eat good things that he didn't expect.

"Don't run, hack him!"

The sound of shouting suddenly came from the door of the old place, and immediately after, a figure fell on the dining table, and with a bang, the prepared meal was spilled on the ground.

The man was a man, covered in blood, looking terrifying, with a bleeding head and a machete in his hand.

"Run, I'll see how you run."

Three fierce men walked in front of them, looking at their expressions and faces, and the tattoos on their bodies, they looked like bastards in the mixed society, not good people.

"What nonsense are you talking about, come if you want to come, see if Lao Tzu doesn't hack you to death."

The man who was cut off had a bloody head, but his tone was extremely stiff and he refused to admit defeat at all.

"Phew, look for death!"

The three fierce men who came after him, the leader snorted, and when he mentioned it, he greeted the person who was cut down.

Wang Ming looked confused, stunned as he looked at what was happening in front of him, the smell of blood spread strongly throughout the old place, and the four of them fought together.

Poof!

The four of them started slashing, it was like filming a TV series, the knife saw blood, and the appearance of the knife and the sharp flesh made people feel chilling to watch, even if Wang Ming and Niu Datian were fighting at the door of the kitchen, they all felt pain when they saw what they did.

"You bastards, you want to cut people, go outside, don't mess up Lao Tzu's bow."

Reacting, Wang Ming will not let them treat the old place as a battlefield, in recent years, it has been rare to see slashing incidents, especially the kind of bloody violence in front of them, and there is a kind of non-stop slashing war.

"Brother Wang, stand back, stand back, don't make a sound."

Niu Datian was behind Wang Ming, and after seeing him shouting, he pulled him to the back, for fear that those fierce and vicious slashers would turn their attention to them.

"Look for death!"

Sure enough, a chasing man was attracted to the attention, and he raised his machete like a madman and met him.

"Brother Wang, danger, retreat quickly."

Niu Datian was shocked for a while, and wanted to pull Wang Mingchao into the kitchen, he had experienced countless ups and downs for half his life, and he had never experienced such a bloody and violent incident.

"Huh!"

Wang Ming swept his eyes coldly, this time is different from the past, he is not an ordinary person.

Bang!

It's too late, it's fast, and raising your foot is a Foshan shadowless foot, straight under the lower abdomen of the slasher, and kicking the other party out.

Yes!

The screams followed, and the slasher was kicked away by Wang Ming.

The sudden change made the three of them stunned for a while, and kicked people away, is that still a person? Ordinary people really can't do that.

Wang Ming is naturally not an ordinary person, he is an old driver who has eaten immortal peaches, drank Meng Po soup, and drank Yaochi immortal brew, and his physical fitness has soared a lot, and the hidden power in it has been revealed at this time.

Not only the three people who were slashing and fighting, even Niu Datian, was also confused at this time, he looked at Wang Ming in disbelief, his body seemed to be weak, who would have thought that it would imply such power, and he kicked people away with a domineering kick.

"No wonder, Wang Ming was able to find these unusual foods, he was really not an ordinary person!"

Niu Datian thought in his heart.

"Ahh

After the confusion, the three people who were slashing and fighting reacted, and they all surrounded the guy who was kicked away by Wang Ming, not at all like the kind of enemy meeting just now.

"Uh, what's going on?"

Wang Ming discovered the abnormality of the three people, the concern they expressed for the person who was kicked away did not seem to be fake, and they were obviously cut into a blur of flesh and blood, but they seemed to be fine.

Could it be that this group of guys is immortal, able to ignore the slash, ignore the excessive bleeding, ignore the knife and bone damage, and are invincible?

"Could it be that all of you are destined?"

Wang Ming walked forward uncertainly and asked.

"Ah, Daxia spares his life, we, we are not second-rate people, we are not destined people."

Seeing Wang Ming coming over, he also said an inexplicable word, seeing that he kicked a big man who flew one hundred and eighty pounds, his legs did not hurt, his waist was not sore, and he was not panting.

"Not a fateful person?"

When Wang Ming heard their words, his doubts were relieved, it is rare to have a destined person, and it is not easy to find a destined person.

The three guys in front of him are definitely not destined people, but seeing their performance, it is obvious that they have come to the old place to do something, and there is also an inside story.

"The fortune teller called you?"

His face sank, and Wang Ming thought of the bloody disaster, this bloody situation really stimulated his eyes.

"Ah, yes."

The person who was kicked away by Wang Ming had already fainted, and the remaining three people were shocked, "It was the fortune teller who asked us to perform such a play." ā€

"Performance?"

Wang Ming glanced at the four people in front of him coldly, looking at their miserable appearance, and the healthy appearance of showing full of energy, if they didn't say it, the bloody scene was really no different from the real one, which really opened Wang Ming's eyes.

According to them, the bloody scenes that took place in front of them were all fake.

"We are actors, blood society fire actors."

Wang Ming was a little blindsided, the things in front of him were too bloody and realistic, he didn't expect it to be fake, and it almost scared him just now.

If it weren't for this period of time, because of the improvement of his physical fitness to eat and drink, he would have no way to deal with the guy who rushed over to cut people before, and he would probably be scared by the other party, and he would be full of ugliness.

"Since you brothers are actors, you came to me to make trouble, but it's not authentic."

"Life is forced, life is forced."

"Tell me, what does the fortune teller want you to do?"

"We cut each other, and then make trouble, so that you can't do business, and then he comes out to solve the siege and gain your trust, and then I don't know."

"Okay, then you go on and lie down, I want to see, what the hell is the fortune teller?"

Wang Ming's face sank when he heard the words of several people, and he was a little curious about what kind of conspiracy and tricks were behind the fortune teller.

"What about him?"

The three of them hesitated, but they didn't dare to disobey, but their companion was kicked away by Wang Ming and fainted, so they couldn't ignore it.

"Just drink it."

It's just that he fainted after being hit the wall, and it didn't matter if he thought about it, Wang Ming took out a small cup, poured a small sip of Yaochi Immortal Brew, and rolled it into the mouth of the fainted person.

As soon as the wine was rushed, Yaochi Immortal Brew was the wine of the immortal family, which made a fainted person wake up and make up for the damage caused by the impact, which was not a big problem to think about.

The fainted person woke up, his eyes were hazy, and some of them felt drunk after drinking a glass.

"He's awake, it's okay, you guys lie down."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Ming glanced around, and the messy scene was on fire in his heart, didn't he just not believe in the fortune teller? Since he still invited someone to act in such a play, it is really hateful, and he himself is a little unconvinced to say that the fortune teller has no follow-up conspiracy.

Soon after he sat down, a hurried fortune teller walked outside.