Chapter 453: The Craft of Butterflies

"Obviously, you spoke first, okay?" Zhou Changshan muttered in his heart, leaned forward, and asked, "Mr. Tang, do you know them?" ā€

Tang Yulan laughed wildly in his heart, and secretly thought: "Aren't you hell dealing with me?" Now I have another helper, God help me. He put down his cocked legs, his expression was as strict as a playing card, and he said slowly in the tone of the late-night ghost talk broadcaster: "This is a group of extremely terrible guys, they like to do real things on the human body, and tattoos are one of them." ā€

He Xiaoxiao listened to his cold and deep voice, as if it came out of hell, giving people the feeling of hitting a ghost during the day, and her back was cold, and she couldn't help but look around.

Coincidentally, Head Tang's stomach gurgled.

He Xiaoxiao felt that the scene was more comical of disobedience, clasped her hands, and glanced at Tang Yulan with disdain.

Zhou Changshan pondered for a moment and said, "I remember, after you left the sewer that night. I escorted the thugs of the Dragon's Pattern Society back to the police station, and I encountered an ambush on the way, and the person who ambushed us was tattooed with this weird tattoo, but is this really that amazing? ā€

Tang Yulan smiled mockingly, and then said: "Two hundred years ago, suing people at that time for high-tech products such as mobile phones, telephones, and computers was no less than a fool's dream! Many people are skeptical of things they don't understand, just like a circuit board, people are just a hard board, as a carrier in general, and tattoos are the lines on it, so you should understand it very well! ā€

"I believe what you said." Zhou Changshan's tone was very slow, he frowned, thinking of the Shazhou Yi Eight Wolves who dealt with the Ninja Martial Arts Group that day, the strange tattoos flickering on Tang Yulan's body were unpredictable, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that this unpredictable strange tattoo was a perfect work of art.

He Xiaoxiao's pair of dark and charming eyes turned around, as if looking for an opportunity to expose his lies in one fell swoop.

Zhou Changshan pondered for a moment and continued: "So where did this group of people come from, and did those dead have anything to do with them?" ā€

"Hell!" Tang Yulan's palm slashed down hard and smashed on the coffee table. The cups in front of them jumped up and rattled.

Tang Yulan's clear eyes suddenly condensed two sharp and compelling rays of light, and his magnetic voice said generously and powerfully: "Only people from hell would do such a shameless thing!" They are a very secretive cult, and in the years when I was the king of soldiers, I was ordered by the chief to fight against them. The physical potential of this group of people is stimulated by tattoos, and their combat effectiveness is relatively strong. Friendly reminder, build yƬ when you meet them, use the gun directly! ā€

Zhou Changshan carefully observed Tang Yulan's facial expressions, when people were lying, their limbs couldn't help but make some movements, some people nervously scratched the back of their heads, and some people covered their noses or rubbed their eyes, etc. There is also the direction of eye movement, and many people will move their eyes to the right side when they are lying. However, he did not see any signs of lying from Captain Tang.

"Mr. Tang, I will seriously consider what you said. But how do you tell them? How can we get hold of the evidence of their crimes?"

Tang Yulan said: "The tattoos on the tattoos are many and complex, and they will change when the emotions fluctuate. Because this ability is not easy to adapt, sometimes, they may react in a strange way. "He hasn't had much contact with the Wen Shi, and most of these things are what Mr. Qin sued him.

Zhou Changshan frowned and said, "Mr. Tang, can you be more detailed." ā€

"yes, that's too general!" He Xiaoxiao snorted and said, "Besides, I've never heard of the organization of hell. ā€

"When the Prison Emperor establishes Hell, does he still have to report to you and submit an application?" Tang Yulan's words are not very annoying, the key is that he said it in the tone of an adult reprimanding a child.

"You!" He Xiaoxiao clenched her fists, snorted in her nose, and gave up her intention to do it, every time there was a conflict in her limbs, she was always the one who suffered.

"I don't know much about this organization, and if there is any situation, I will definitely contact you." Tang Yulan rubbed his forehead and said, "By the way, I will also ask the people of the Flying Bird Group to visit and investigate more, and if there is anything we find, we will tell each other about it." ā€

"Hmm." Zhou Changshan knew that if he continued to ask, he would not hear any more news, anyway, the purpose of this trip had been achieved, so he got up and said goodbye.

When the two walked to the door, Zhou Changshan suddenly paused, turned his head and said, "That's right, Mr. Tang." You have to be careful with Torres Boone, I've got some information about him, this person is so unusual! ā€

He Xiaoxiao's face was strange, and she stared at Tang Yulan for a few seconds, her long eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then she turned around and left.

Tang Yulan sent the two away, rubbed her hungry stomach, took out her mobile phone, called Bapinchu to order food, and then lazily lay on the sofa and closed her eyes to recuperate.

After half an hour, the guy from the Bapin Kitchen arrived, he delivered it a few times, and he was also familiar with the guys of the Flying Bird Group, put the stainless steel lunch box on the bar, and said with a smile: "Knowing that the head of the Tang regiment ordered, I specially asked the boss for two catties of rice, and it was enough!" ā€

Taro handed over the food money, and while running up the stairs, he shouted in a loud voice: "Brother Tang, your meal has been delivered!" ā€

"He's not eating!" In the kitchen on the second floor, Butterfly crossed his waist with one hand, holding a kitchen knife and shouted: "I have already cooked for him, you ask two people to serve it!" ā€

Taro said enviously: "Haha, Sister Butterfly is intimate, huh?" Why does it seem to smell of hu? ā€

"What!" The butterfly croaked and turned and went into the kitchen.

A few minutes later, Tang Yulan sat down at the dining table, which was formed by three temporary square coffee tables side by side, lined with dishes from Bapin Kitchen and a few specialty dishes made by butterflies.

The taro hung his head there and didn't speak, and the butterfly blamed him for the responsibility of stir-frying. Captain Tang blamed him for not quietly sending the dishes from Bapin Kitchen, making him like a mouse in a bellows who was angry at both ends, and he was very depressed.

"If you haven't eaten enough at noon, come and taste it, you're welcome!" Butterfly pointed to the dishes of Bapin Kitchen, smiled, put a soft palm on Tang Yulan's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Oh, I have prepared all the meals you want to eat, this is flavored fried rice noodles, as well as this egg fried rice, and finally this pot of stir-fried vegetables is also carefully made by me, which is full of love." ā€

Tang Yulan picked up the chopsticks and grabbed a "wine-flavored drunken chicken" towards the Bapin Kitchen, and when the chopsticks were halfway out, he felt two substantial eyes poke at his body.

Tang Yulan looked up, the female killer's eyes were burning, her whole body exuded a violent female hormone aura, it seemed that Tang Yulan would not give up if she didn't eat the dishes she cooked!

Crows, taro, leather monkeys and others looked at Captain Tang with a very pitiful and sympathetic gaze.

Tang Yulan took a deep breath, his expression suddenly became exaggerated, he first stretched out his chopsticks to the flavor fried rice noodles, his eyes automatically ignored the burnt part of the rice noodles, sandwiched them in his mouth, tasted them carefully, and said: "It is not easy to make this level of fried noodles, the outer layer is crispy, the taste is rich, and it is paired with fresh sour bamboo shoots, red peppers, and green chives." The taste buds on the tip of the tongue are fully stimulated, and the rich fragrance makes people whet their appetite! Delicious, delicious! ā€

The crow said disdainfully: "It's all confused, what else can I eat?" ā€

"It's a sweet noodle sauce that sticks to it, do you understand?" Tang Yulan said: "Look at this rice noodle, the color is bright, uh...... Chopsticks break when you clip them, have you ever enjoyed such a taste? The sticky rice noodles are smooth on the tip of the tongue, crispy and tender, and you can't buy this wonderful taste in restaurants! ā€

"Yes, this is the only one, there are no other branches!" The butterfly crossed her waist proudly, complacent, and really thought that she was good at cooking.

"It's rice noodles that don't bear fruit, right?" Taro whispered.

"How so? This rice flour is made of high-quality rice, which is made by a series of complex processes such as soaking, grinding, filtering, boiling, doughing, squeezing, and drying in underground spring water, which can absorb the flavor of condiments well! ā€

"Is it really that delicious?" The leather monkey couldn't help but ask.

"Don't believe you?" After Tang Yulan finished speaking, he hurried to the point again: "Don't try it, my own is not enough." With that, he stretched his chopsticks to the egg fried rice.

Nowadays, there are many people who stay in the Night King K Hall to eat, and the kitchen is rich in ingredients, and he just used some leftover rice yesterday.

Tang Yulan took a bite and said beautifully: "The rice has a delicate taste, and there is a thin layer of eggs wrapped on the outside, which tastes rich in layers, huh, and has a soft and fragrant milk flavor?" ā€

At this time, even the butterfly's eyes widened, and he kept muttering in his heart, could it be that this time he played extraordinarily?

Finally, Tang Yulan stretched out his chopsticks to stir-fry.

The people around him kept swallowing their saliva, and the crow blamed: "Leather monkey, what kind of broken buns with leek stuffing did you buy blindly at noon, now how good would it be if we ate with Sister Butterfly?" ā€

Tang Yulan ate two mouthfuls of the dish in a row and said: "This dish is rich in ingredients, including radish, lotus root, shredded ginger, potatoes, beef and green peppers, with the freshness of tomatoes, although the process is simple, the taste is also rich!" ā€

Butterfly listened to Tang Yulan and ate while talking, smiled, and said happily: "If you want to eat, I'll make it for you again!" ā€

Tang Yulan took a bite of the dish and deliberately shouted in an exaggerated tone: "It's so delicious, butterfly, you can open a restaurant in the future, this delicious food is something I have never enjoyed, and the pressure of a few days of work suddenly dissipated." What to do? In the future, if I can't eat such good stir-fried vegetables and egg fried rice, how will I live? ā€

The crow touched his belly, his eyes on fire and waited for food in front of Tang Yulan.

The butterfly was a little embarrassed to be praised, her pretty face was red, and she was stunning and charming.

"I'm going to eat ......"

"I want it too!"

The leather monkey laughed and couldn't help but come over and share the food with Captain Tang.

"Don't grab it, who wants to eat it? It is necessary to clean the K hall, and such a good thing cannot be given to you in vain. Tang Yulan twitched the leather monkey's hand with chopsticks, and said sternly: "You snatched my food, I can only eat the inferior food sent by the Bapin Kitchen, I must do something!" ā€

Ge Zihui, who was sitting watching TV not far away, and the rest of the gangsters couldn't help it, they knew that Regiment Leader Tang was a glutton, and it was very difficult to satisfy his taste.