The manor area, on the second floor of the Tate family villa, is brightly lit.

On the nearly 5-meter-long mahogany table, a vase is placed, and a candlestick made of whale oil mixed with special spices emits a sparkling blue light when burned.

At the top of the right side of the long table is a cushion embroidered with gold thread in the shape of a flower, on which are neatly arranged tableware made of gold, and the texture of the knives and forks is delicate enough to be placed on the exhibition table of art at any time.

Two chairs are placed at right angles around the table, the main chair is in gold and red, a symbol of status and wealth, with a gold main frame, red velvet cushions, a rounded embossed back, and an amber gemstone in the center of the protrusion.

The one on the side looks petite, and the ornamentation is more delicate and beautiful.

The left side of the long table extends about 2 meters, and the kitchen is built against the wall, and the machine and wooden cabinets are perfectly matched, and there are all kinds of utensils.

Next to a floor-to-ceiling window nearly two meters high and more than one meter wide, an old banyan tree is outside, and the street lamp at night reflects one side of it bright yellow, setting off the shadow on the other side.

Squeak~

The door on the other side of the kitchen was opened, and several maids carried baskets to the inside of the kitchen, and placed vegetables, condiments, sauces, etc. on delicate plates in the kitchen.

A woman came in through the door, wearing a tight red dress, with a fiery figure and a gorgeous face, carrying a wooden square box in her hand.

Beside her was a child who was not even 1.5 meters tall, riding a mechanical tricycle on a small bicycle that looked like a woman's child, which was very cute.

The woman stood in front of the ingredients, looked at them the same, occasionally picked up a mushroom and put it in front of her eyes, touched it with her fingers, and a layer of green light flashed on it, and the whole ingredient looked more vibrant.

"The ingredients were fresh and no problem. ”

Muttering to herself, the woman raised her hand and clapped her hands twice, and a bell rang on the other side.

The gate on the other side gradually opened, and two burly guards entered the gate and stood by the door.

Wesley walked in the door, his face gloomy, and beside him followed the old butler of the manor, close to the long table, and took a seat from the left, and naturally the butler behind him slowly pushed the chair forward.

With his hands on the table, looking at the empty table beside him, Wesley tilted his head and tapped.

"It's time to go. ”

The butler understood and shouted.

The woman nodded, opened the suitcase that had been placed on the table, which contained several knives of different shapes, and the child got off the tricycle and stood on the ground, and Wesley could only see part of his forehead on the kitchen counter.

"Kneel. ”

The child, who had not spoken much, spoke for the first time, and the beautiful woman who had been standing next to her fell down, her two little arms propped up on the floor, and she fell to her knees.

As soon as the child stepped on the woman's back, half of her body was exposed to the kitchen table, and the woman on the floor began to move to the left to the stove of the kitchen table.

He's the chef!

The fire is on, the oil is in the pot, and the knives are spinning and dancing in the hands of children, and what can be seen is a picture that can only be seen in some movies in previous lives.

It's full of vegetables.

There is not a trace of meat in sight.

Wesley Tate is a vegetarian, lately.

There is no brand on the outside of the red wine in the glass bottle in his hand, but the mellow aroma emanating from the bottle can smell the extraordinaryness of this wine.

Bell ~ bell ~ bell ~

The bell in the villa hall rang three times at eight o'clock in the evening.

"Sir, the time has come. ”

The butler bowed down and reminded Wesley.

"What about people?"

Wesley asked, narrowing his eyes, his nose slightly open, and his hands crossed together.

Da Da Da ~ There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the man in leather armor staggered in through the door, his face was pale, and he fell to his knees the moment he stepped through the door.

"Mr. Tate, give me some more time, I will definitely be able to get Miss back, please give me another chance!"

As he spoke, the old butler stepped to the ground and knelt beside the man, only to raise his toe and point it on the man's abdomen, and he fell directly to the ground, twitching wildly.

The maid brought a platter of vegetables to Wesley, full of light green vegetables.

Pick up a slice of cut mushroom and put it in your mouth, chew slowly a dozen times before swallowing.

"Bird, you have to understand, I don't like to give people extra opportunities, you have almost overdrawn everything you have with me, I give you money, I give you equipment, I give you everything I can offer, my request is so simple, I just want to get my daughter back, why can't you do it?"

The forks in his hands changed from one fork to several pieces, the range of movement became larger and larger, and the frequency of fork collisions with the plate became more and more frequent, and Wesley's self-control seemed to be gradually lost.

"Get out!"

The old butler took a step sideways to block his master, and commanded the two guards at the door.

The attendants at the gate immediately closed the door in silence.

The moment the gate slammed, the golden fork was thrown aside, and the savage hands grabbed the food!

Sven's etiquette was completely thrown away at this moment, and Wesley was like a brutal beast, stuffing all the light vegetarian food on the plate into his mouth, and even some of the oil stars on the plate had to lick his stomach completely.

"I'm a vegetarian, I'm a vegetarian! I've been putting up with it, waste...... I'm not angry...... Don't be angry......"

The blood vessels under the skin of the two arms on the left and right burst out, and they returned to their original state under a layer of green light.

"Mr. Wesley, you need to be careful, it's not worth being angry with such a guy, just leave it to me. ”

The chef still stood on the woman's back, holding the plate in his hand, and let the "mount" under him slowly crawl to the edge of the table and put down the freshly made dish in his hand.

Wesley tasted new food, his hunger was satisfied, and his swallowing slowed, and the madness in his eyes disappeared.

The old butler brought a new pair of knives and forks from the side and set them up.

He didn't see anything that had happened before.

"He's yours, remember to treat him well. ”

Savage left the chairman, the dining etiquette was impeccable, looked at his exclusive chef, and nodded slightly.

He returned to civilization.

"Quirrell, you send someone to find it again, the reward will be doubled, and the manpower will be doubled for me, and at all costs, you must get Matiel back..... Gerald, you're going to help me, right?"

Wesley ate everything on the plate, put down his knife and fork, picked up the drink on the table, and drank it down, staring at the chair next to him for a moment.

Gerard Parker, the name of Wesley's exclusive chef.

"Of course, you are my customer, and the customer's requirements are above all else. ”

Gerald held his head high, and the woman kneeling beside him got up again, retreated to the kitchen counter, and began to tidy up.

After a while, the woman dragged the completely unconscious alien on the ground out of the villa and threw the man into the trunk, and Gerald sat in the passenger seat with his legs in front of the car.

"He's a physical-minded alien, number three. ”

For the man in the trunk, Gerald has a special way of dealing with it.

"Okay, master. ”

The woman held the steering wheel and just promised.

**

Somewhere in Tallinn, a half-round table is illuminated by bright yellow candlelight.

The rough texture, the old desktop, even if it has been wiped several times, still has a poor atmosphere.

A plate of freshly made meat is cut across the plate, with some reddish blood on the cross-section, and a piece is forked and put into the mouth to chew slowly, and a melodious music comes from the other side of the room, the tone is quiet.

Nocturne in E flat major

The girl in the shadows next to her understood the tune, and in her capacity, music was a must, even if she couldn't play it, she had to hear a classical piece of music within 5 seconds of hearing it.

At this time of the day, she should sit in the bath and enjoy the daily milk bath, and the music is indispensable, but she prefers something a little lighter.

However, at this moment, she was squatting and sitting among the haystacks, and there were some messy dry firewood and grass balls around her.

She looked outside at the only source of light and saw the man whose entire face was outside the candlelight.

Watch him raise his glass and shake it gently, bringing the rim to his lips and tasting it.

This humble place actually made him feel like he was in a high-end restaurant.

"Miss Martil, how does it feel to be in the shadows, watching people dine by candlelight?"

The man behind the table said in a deep voice.

He didn't expect Matiel Tate to answer, for her mouth had long since been sealed, and she could only whine.

"Will you be afraid......? I don't know how you did it in the first place, maybe it would have been more cruel...... Do you want to try that? You love to see people tortured so much, I think you're going to enjoy that too, and of course, you can rest assured that even though I'm a chef, I have some experience in dressing wounds. ”

After saying this, the man said no more until he had eaten all the meat on his plate, got up and blew out the candles, and the room fell into darkness.

The sound of the blade being pulled out of its sheath rang out in the silent space.

Matiel's face suddenly turned pale in the haystack, and the whimpering in her mouth became more frequent.

"I'm going to have to borrow something from you, please cooperate. ”

There was no stunning or narcotics to make people lose control, the man just dragged the person to the table, his tightly bound hands on the table, and cut through the flesh with a short knife with a cold air current.....

After a long time, the man left the house, holding an open dark purple gift box in his hand, and his eyes stayed on the "gift" in the box.

"Hope you will enjoy this gift. ”

Closing the gift box, stepping out of the door of the house, he looked up at the moon, and his silent eyes glowed with foreign objects.

The moonlight is cold tonight.

The vengeful beast roared out of its cage.

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