"Don't!" As soon as these two words of mine roared out, the little brother who was doing teppanyaki in front of him shook, and he didn't understand why I reacted so much, didn't he eat garlic?

"Hello, do you like garlic?" The little brother asked.

I don't know how to answer, do I want to tell him, "This man in front of you wants to see you burn yourself?"

Mo Feng grabbed the conversation and said, "Yes, she doesn't like to eat garlic." ”

"Quanquan even told you this?" I'm a picky eater, and I don't like to eat foods with strong flavors, such as onions, ginger and garlic, which in my sister's words is a sign that it has not evolved completely.

However, that's not the point now!

"You've figured it out, there's a lot of people here, stop what you want to do!" My tone inevitably trembled a little, because from the beginning, no matter how I adjusted my gaze and tried to think about other things, there would be a picture of this little brother throwing himself on the iron plate and constantly cooking!

Mo Feng shook his head a little helplessly: "Is this seat such a terrible demon in your eyes?" ”

"Or else?" I wonder where this big brother got his confidence.

"Then if I tell you that this is his life, and I just helped him achieve the final value, will you still think of me like that?" Mo Feng asked, and looked at the time again: "It's almost, you see that his face is getting worse and worse." ”

My eyes followed the movements of the little brother, and indeed his movements were no longer as smooth as at the beginning, and then looked at his face, there was a blue color on his slightly pale face, and I hurriedly called out to him: "Little brother, are you not feeling well?" ”

He looked at me a little blankly and replied, "No, I think it's good." ”

But...... Where is this dead face?

"Don't waste your efforts, his death is predestined, not something you can change." Mo Feng's voice was no longer lowered, but said in a voice that he could also hear.

The little brother looked at Mo Feng incredulously, not knowing where he had offended this distinguished guest, and actually cursed himself: "Sir, I'm sorry that the noise here is too loud and I can't hear your orders clearly." ”

The sound of "crackling" hot oil on the iron plate turned into a "sizzle" roasting sound at the moment when his voice just fell.

From my point of view, it was the door that he was facing suddenly opened, and a woman came in and pushed him, causing his feet to slip, and his entire upper body was attached to the iron plate, because it was pasted on the front, his lips were burned together, and he could only make a scream of "uh-huh", and the woman behind him silently closed the door and locked the door.

The hideous smile on her face was full of hatred.

The upper body of the little brother seemed to be glued to the iron plate, and he couldn't get up at all, so he had no choice but to use the shovel in his hand to keep waving under himself, and the skin was connected to the clothes, which was cut by him in large pieces, and the blood was sprinkled on the hot oil, splashing blood-colored oil flowers.

The woman seemed to feel that she couldn't appreciate his misery behind him, walked two steps to the front of him, watched him perform a teppanyaki himself, and said with a smile while applauding: "Let you betray me, let you push me downstairs ruthlessly, cause me to have a miscarriage, and I will also let you taste the pain of the skin!" ”

Love killing?

I looked motionless, not because I was indifferent, but because I was frozen by Mo Feng, I couldn't move at all, I couldn't even make a sound, and my face was red because I couldn't scream.

But Mo Feng picked up the chopsticks at hand and picked up the meat on an iron plate, which was the meat of the teppanyaki master's own meat, the roasted and half-cooked meat that he cut from his chest!

Mo Feng put the meat in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and then a cruel smile bloomed on his lips: "Hey, woman! Don't you want to eat him alive? Don't you want to taste the fruits of your victory? Don't you want to tear him apart? Unleash your instincts, damn the man in front of you, and you're just venting your motherhood! ”

When the woman heard his words, as if she had been bewitched, she took the chopsticks in his hand, learned from him to pick up a piece of half-baked human meat, and ate it.

I wanted to throw up, but I couldn't control the peristalsis of my stomach.

I was forced to keep my eyes open and watch Mo Feng manipulating that little brother, lying on the iron plate, roasting himself alive! When the skin and flesh on his front were about to be roasted, he even stepped up to one leg and continued to roast, and even added seasonings!

And the woman and Mo Feng were enjoying the cruel and bloody scene on the side, and their mouths were still in large pieces.

Mo Feng ate slower than a woman, as if she was savoring.

But the woman gave up the chopsticks in her hand, and grabbed them with her hands, as if she didn't feel the heat, grabbed the skin and flesh and put it in her mouth, and on the hot hands, the mouth was blistered, broken, and bleeding, and the oil and blood that overflowed the corners of her mouth, mixed with her tears, dripped down her legs......

Is this hell on earth?

Before I lost consciousness, all I had in my head was this question.

……

"Hmm!" This was my first reaction after waking up, I saw where I was as fast as I could, opened the door of my familiar room and went straight to the toilet, and vomited wildly, vomiting my tears, and the pain in my stomach could not be stopped.

I don't know what the real hell looks like, there is a torture in the legendary eighteen layers of hell is to go into the oil pot, but I feel that I have cut myself alive and made myself into a teppanyaki, which is more terrible and cruel than going into the oil pot!

That's a living person!

Behind me, my mother's slightly anxious voice asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"I ...... Not! Vomit! "I couldn't even answer the questions, so I had to keep lying on the edge of the toilet and vomiting until I vomited blood.

Perhaps, it was the smell of blood that irritated my nostrils and spread to my brain, and I stopped the desire to vomit, and suddenly remembered that everything was my dream?

With a hint of fantasy, I rinsed my mouth, brushed my teeth, and found the figure who was cooking porridge for me.

"Mom...... Do you know how I got back? I was expecting her to answer me, "Are you stupid again?" You didn't go out at all."

But what answered me was: "Mo Feng sent you back, he said that he just took you to watch a good show, and when you wake up, you will definitely vomit in the dark, so eat some porridge at night." ”

Mother...... Actually, I hope you lied to me, that I hadn't seen Mo Feng, that I hadn't gone out, and that Quanquan hadn't even disappeared!

Without saying a word, I walked back to my room and locked myself up, I was afraid...... However, what I'm afraid of now is not what I just experienced, but what cruel things Mo Feng did to Quanquan, if ...... What if he had really been tortured to the point of being inhuman?