In the face of such a "delicacy", but not in a hurry to move the chopsticks, Yan Yu's reaction attracted everyone's attention.

Even Liao Dong, who had been busy behind the screen, stopped moving, his shadow seemed to be in the direction of Yan Yu, and his eyes seemed to be trying to see through the screen.

Yan Yu sat on pins and needles.

Just as he was about to reveal his identity and make a direct move, a young rich man sitting next to Yan Yu suddenly snatched the plate in front of Yan Yu and swallowed the ghost's body in three or two bites!

Yan Yu's pupils shrank.

After eating the "evil fruit", the young rich man licked his lips, slapped a slap on the table, and said angrily: "Damn, why hasn't the food ordered by Lao Tzu served yet?!" ”

The old man said with a calm face: "This gentleman, every dish we have is freshly made, if you want to eat it, just wait, and you just ate Mr. Yan's dish." ”

"I'll just eat something, Lao Tzu is rich! Just a broken cook, he dared to make Lao Tzu wait so long! The young rich man seemed to be enchanted, and shouted at the top of his voice: "I think you are deliberately making things difficult for Lao Tzu, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will call someone to demolish your hotel when he turns around?!" ”

At this moment, a trace of anger flashed uncontrollably in the old man's eyes.

Behind the screen, chef Liao Dong said lightly: "It's slaughtered." ”

"Good!"

The old man seemed to have been waiting for Liao Dong's order for a long time, and before Liao Dong's words fell, a dagger suddenly appeared in the old man's hand, cutting the throat of the young rich man in an instant!

The young rich man clutched his neck, and only felt the pain in the middle of the sound, but he couldn't cry anymore.

The blood that spurted from his neck splashed onto the three-meter-high ceiling, and the young rich man fell to the ground in an instant, and after a few convulsions, he stopped moving.

For a while, everyone closed their mouths and didn't dare to say anything.

The old man said lightly: "In Chef Liao's territory, no opinions are allowed, whether it is the taste of the dishes or the speed of serving the dishes, otherwise, the end will be the same as him." ”

Yan Yu looked at the corpse of the young rich man lying on the ground, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fortunately, he ate the food he ordered before he died, otherwise he was afraid that Yan Yu would not be able to get out safely.

It's just that...... Which tendon of this rich man is wrong, and he actually confronts Liao Dong without knowing how to do it?

Yan Yu looked up and saw a figure quickly disappear from the transparent ceiling.

He understood now, it turned out that Su Han was not worried about himself, so he secretly followed, and had been hiding on the roof of the building just now, and after finding that Yan Yu was in trouble, he hypnotized the rich man around him.

"It's a pity," Qiong Lan'er sighed, "You should have eaten it earlier, but it turned out to be cheaper, and that fool tasted the delicacies of the world before he died." ”

The old man apologized: "Mr. Yan, all the ingredients are prepared in advance, I'm afraid we won't be able to provide you with this dish anymore, but you can order another dish." ”

Yan Yu sniffed and said lightly: "I'm here for the 'evil fruit', if not, then forget it." ”

When the old man heard this, he didn't say anything.

At this time, Liao Dong, who was standing behind the screen, suddenly said: "At my dinner party, something like this happened, I have to make a little compensation...... Send that guy's body over. ”

The old man nodded, and directly dragged the young rich man whose body was not yet cold behind the screen.

Yan Yu's heart sank, could it be that Liao Dong wanted to process the rich man's corpse into vegetables on the spot?

The facts verified Yan Yu's thoughts, and the shadow reflected on the screen was skillfully dissecting the body of the young rich man.

After a while, three dishes were served on the table, namely spicy stir-fried human head meat, boiled human palm, and cold eyeballs.

The cold eyeballs are even bloodier than the dishes ordered by Qiong Lan'er, and the blood vessels and nerves on the eyeballs are clearly visible!

Qiong Lan'er sniffed hard and said excitedly: "Eating eyeballs should be treated like this, if there is no bloody foil, no matter how delicious the eyeballs are, they will be tasteless!" ”

The other rich people, completely forgetting the "ingredients" of these three dishes, were talking and laughing with them a few minutes ago, and one by one they drooled uncontrollably.

Yan Yu still didn't move his chopsticks: "I just want to eat the evil fruit." ”

Qiong Lan'er smiled: "Then I'm not welcome, Mr. Yan, these are all delicacies!" ”

"You still call me Duan Tu."

"Okay, Mr. Duan Tu."

Qiong Lan'er smiled evilly, picked up an eyeball, put it in her mouth, and took a bite of it, and the strange slurry filled her mouth.

Yan Yu resisted the urge to vomit and silently looked at the figure on the screen to divert his attention.

Dishes were served one by one.

Some have treated the leukemia of the rich, some have treated the liver cancer of the rich, and some have treated the disability of the rich.

Without exception, all dishes are made with the human body.

In this way, an hour has passed, Liao Dong has completed all the tasks for tonight, and every rich man is holding his stomach with satisfaction, still reminiscing about the delicious food just now.

The old man announced, "Thank you all for coming tonight. ”

Everyone knew that this was an eviction order, and all the rich people couldn't help but look at the figure on the screen.

If they have the ability, they really want to take this Liao Dong home and let him cook for themselves every day......

It's just that they all understand that Liao Dong is not something they can bear, so they can only leave in a huff.

Yan Yu was about to get up, when Qiong Lan'er suddenly said, "Duan Tu, stay and talk a few words." ”

"With whom?" Yan Yu sat back in his seat.

"Naturally, we are the ten wicked people."

Yan Yu looked at the screen, only to see Liao Dong take off his chef's clothes and wash his hands seriously, no less than ten times.

Finally, Liao Dong, who was wearing a white suit and had a rose in his chest pocket, walked out from behind the screen.

Liao Dong is very handsome, and he looks like a mixed-race child, although he has the face of an Oriental, he has a Westerner's blonde hair, and his pupils are also blue.

Like a noble nobleman, he came behind Yan Yu and Qiong Lan'er with a glass of red wine.

"Liao Dong, you must not guess the identity of this person next to me." Qiong Lan'er said.

Liao Dong looked Yan Yu up and down.

Yan Yu was a little worried, worried that Liao Dong would see through himself, so he deliberately revealed a little evil aura of the unicorn arm, and after Liao Dong sensed it, a smile appeared on his face:

"It's kind of pretending."

Yan Yu's heart jumped.

Qiong Lan'er also asked, "What do you mean by that?" ”

Liao Dong said lightly:

"Zuo Xuan, he likes to disguise himself as a twenty-year-old young man, but the evil aura on his left hand can't be hidden, you guy...... It's really disguised, if it weren't for the breath of your left hand, I'm afraid I wouldn't really recognize you-Duan Tu, we haven't seen each other for ten years, right? ”