"Gollum ......"

On the stove, a large cauldron was steaming, and I saw that the meat in the pot was constantly rising and falling in the boiling soup, and the soup in the pot was milky white like mutton fat.

An unusual fragrance fills the air, and there is a bowl next to the pot, which contains good ingredients and chopped green onions.

However, whether it was Chen Jing, Qi Liang, or even Zhao Ke, the three of them had no appetite, Qi Liang and Chen Jing sat on the ground with hemp ropes tied to their bodies, their mouths tied up with cloth, and they couldn't make a sound.

On Qi Liang's thigh, a bloody wound was very visible, sitting there, a drop of cold sweat the size of a bean broke out on his forehead, and his face was pale and terrifying.

As for Zhao Ke, he was lying on the ground, with his hands behind his back, also tied up by hemp rope, and his back was dripping with blood, looking like a blur of flesh and blood, and the blood had already penetrated the shirt on his body.

"Woo ......"

Chen Jing kicked Zhao Ke with her foot, and winked at Zhao Ke with a pair of big eyes, as if asking when it would be waiting for.

Immediately she glanced at the wound on Qi Liang's leg again, although Zhao Ke had assured that his wound was not fatal, but looking at the blood-drenched appearance, Chen Jing couldn't help but sweat for Qi Liang.

Zhao Ke understood what Chen Jing meant, shook his head, and closed his eyes, his hand, he knew best, he didn't even need to look at it, just by the feeling of the blade piercing the flesh, he knew what kind of wound it was, he had avoided the vital points and bones, such an injury, he could go back and treat it a little, and he didn't need to worry about it at all.

"Bang!"

At this time, Zhao Ke's eyes widened, and he said in a low voice: "It's here!" ”

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer, and each step was particularly heavy, as if the soles of the feet were stuffed with stones.

"Buzz ......"

As soon as the door was pushed, because of the perspective, Zhao Ke could only see one foot stepping in first, barefoot, and a layer of scarlet mud sticking to the soles of his feet, and when he walked, Zhao Ke could smell the strong smell of blood.

At the same time, the afterglow quickly swept over the surface of the opponent's feet, the joints of the feet were very thick, and the soles of the feet were at least 47 yards, much larger than the feet of ordinary adults.

"Woo woo woo ......"

At this time, I don't know what Qi Liang and Chen Jing saw, but I saw that their expressions changed, Qi Liang's eyes widened, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

In front of him, the big foot strode towards Zhao Ke, only to hear the sound of "bang ......", and he didn't know what was thrown heavily on the table.

Zhao Ke lay on the ground and didn't move, and it didn't take long for him to feel cold on his head, as if something was flowing down the top, dripping on his neck, sticky and uncomfortable, with a strong smell of blood.

Zhao Ke tilted his neck and looked sideways, his two severed hands were thrown on the table, and blood was dripping down the severed hands.

"It's her!"

Zhao Ke was shocked, this severed hand could be seen to be a woman's hand, not someone else, it was the severed hand of the female white-collar worker who was thrown into the bushes by herself, Zhao Ke remembered that her nails were deliberately dyed pink, and she was wrapped in diamonds, and there would be no mistake in deciding.

Look again, there is a severed hand on the side, but the hand bones of the severed hand are very thick, not like the palm of a female white-collar worker, but more like a man's hand.

At this time, the big man squinted his eyes and looked at the three Zhao Ke on the ground, his rough face showed a look of confusion and boredom, and after a careful look at the three Zhao Ke, the pair of triangular eyes looked at the three Zhao Ke carefully, with suspicion, threw the axe on the table at his waist, and then glanced at the big iron pot on the side.

When he swept his eyes, he saw the cauldron on the stove, and the soup that had been churning in it was bursting with a strong fragrance, and he was attracted by this fragrance before he entered the door.

The big man walked to the pot and looked at the spices in the bowl next to the pot, and the grim light in his eyes gradually eased.

Picked up the soup spoon and put out the meat pieces in the pot, and finally poured a spoonful of soup, the red and white meat pieces, undulating in the soup sprinkled with green onions, so that the big man couldn't help but swallow and smear, and couldn't wait to hold the bowl and eat it.

"Thorny ......"

In the huge house, there was only the sound of the big man eating, and the three of them were on the ground, and they couldn't see the scene on the table, but they also knew from the sound that at this moment, the big man seemed to be happy to eat the broth that Zhao Ke hurriedly cooked.

A bowl of soup and meat didn't seem to be very enjoyable, and Dahan stood up and prepared to serve another bowl.

Seeing this, Qi Liang couldn't help but quietly kicked Zhao Ke's feet, and kept squeezing his eyes at Zhao Ke, signaling why it didn't work?

Zhao Ke shook his head, meaning to tell Qi Liang not to worry.

Although I don't know what medicine the old lady put in the kettle, when she smells the smell of the medicine, she feels slightly dizzy, and Zhao Ke deduces that the power of the medicine should be very strong.

Li Hongbing must have drunk the drugged water of the old lady before, fainted, and was unprepared by the old lady.

I added a whole pot to it, and the strength was definitely not small.

"Bang dang!"

Just when Zhao Ke was wondering why Dahan didn't fall, the bowl in Dahan's hand suddenly slipped and fell down, his body stumbled forward without taking two steps, and then he fell to the ground with a "bang".

"It's done!"

Seeing this, the three of Zhao Ke were overjoyed, only to see Chen Jing and Qi Liang struggling, and quickly broke free of the hemp rope on their bodies, the hemp ropes on their bodies were all tied virtually, and they could break free with a little struggle.

Zhao Ke also got up from the ground, picked up the fruit knife and walked to the middle-aged man, only to see the big man lying on the ground, sleeping soundly, I have to say that the old lady's medicinal effect is not ordinarily strong, and it seems that Li Hongbing's death is not unjust.

"It's that simple!"

Qi Liang couldn't believe it, according to their previous speculation, this Xiong Er was probably the same bear that chased them before, but he didn't expect such a simple little trick to succeed.

As soon as he thought of this, Qi Liang couldn't help but be a little angry: "Damn, I knew it was so easy, why did you stab me." The more Qi Liang thought about it, the more he felt that it was not worth it.

Zhao Ke didn't explain Qi Liang's accusation in such detail, but Chen Jing on the side knew very well that from every step the other party took into the room, he had already entered the trap carefully designed by Zhao Ke.

The wounded prey, still tied up in front of him, the smell of the cauldron, the boiling broth, including the ingredients that had been prepared in the bowl, everything seemed to be waiting for the return of the master, full of hints.

When a hungry master returns, he will psychologically relax when he sees this, and most people will choose to have a full meal and then deal with the prey in front of them, of course, Zhao Ke dares to do this, in fact, there is another reason.

Fresh! Even the lighting here depends on an oil lamp, there are no electric lights, let alone refrigerators, so keeping fresh is a very serious problem, and before eating the food in the pot, Zhao Ke concluded that they will subconsciously choose to keep the lives of their prey, and they can't run anyway, so it's better to keep it and wait for it to eat before killing.

Of course, there are risks, in case you encounter a psychopath, you don't plan to eat them first, but kill them first, then Zhao Ke can only consider himself unlucky, and in line with the principle of dead friends not dying and poor, he decisively got up and ran for his life.

That's why he stabbed him in the thigh, instead of simply stabbing him to death.

Looking at the big man who fell to the ground, Qi Liang and Chen Jing on the side couldn't help but feel lucky, this big man's physique, as strong as a cow, was half a head taller than Qi Liang.

The arm is about to catch up with Chen Jing's thigh, if he really moves, let alone become a bear, even if he doesn't, the three of them are not enough to stuff each other's teeth.

Zhao Ke lifted the fruit knife, walked in front of the big man with a cold face, aimed the blade at the big man's throat, and quickly wiped it!

"Flutter ......"

Blood popped out, splashing down his throat, the big man's body shook, as if he had regained some consciousness, his eyes opened and looked at Zhao Ke and the others, his complicated eyes seemed to want to say something, but soon that ray of light dimmed.

“YSI！ Mission accomplished! Now we can go back. ”

I don't know why, seeing the scene of blood splattering in the throat of the big man, Chen Jing not only felt cruel as before, but felt a sense of relief, even relief.

It's not just her, even Qi Liang on the side can't help but relax, just one day and one night, it feels like he has experienced a nightmare that he can't wake up, and now he just wants to wake up quickly.

"That's not right!"

It's just that the heartstrings in their hearts that have just relaxed, and before they can completely calm down, a cold drink interrupts the thoughts in their hearts.

Qi Liang looked up, and when he saw Zhao Ke's cold expression, his heart suddenly burst out, only to see Zhao Ke's eyes staring at the corpse of the big man, and his face was gloomy and scary.

"What's wrong??"

He ...... It's not Xiong Er! ”

Zhao Ke pointed to the corpse on the ground and continued: "If he is Xiong Er, then the corpse should be the same as the old lady now, and it should become a bear, besides, we haven't been notified of any completion of the task." ”

Chen Jing and Qi Liang were stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the corpse on the ground, and suddenly their whole bodies couldn't help but shiver, and a chill crawled up their backbones, cold from head to soles of their feet.

"Damn, how could he not be Xiong Er! Isn't this a waste of effort? ”

Qi Liang couldn't accept this fact, he wasted so much effort, but he didn't expect that it was not Xiong Er who was killed, so where is the real Xiong Er?

Zhao Ke squatted down, rummaged through the body of the big man, took out a crumpled map from the big man's arms, and took a closer look at it with the help of the oil lamp, the map was hand-drawn, very clear, it seemed to be this area, and a circle was drawn with a red pen in the upper corner.

Rummaging through, he found a dagger, as well as some dry food and a bottle.

When I opened the bottle, a very special smell seeped out of the bottle, and if I looked closely, it was some powder with a very special color.

Zhao Ke gently put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it a few times, the taste was very similar to some kind of pollen, not pungent, but it didn't smell good, and other than that, he didn't feel any difference.

"Did you find anything?"

Chen Jing stepped forward to see what Zhao Ke had found, but Zhao Ke was very simple, put everything on the table, and said, "That's all." ”

As he spoke, Zhao Ke handed his fruit knife to Chen Jing, and replaced it with a heavy black dagger.

The fingers pinched the blade of the dagger, the black blade refracted a strange cold light under the oil lamp, and there was a dark groove on the back of the knife, which revealed a strange red light.

"Two feet long, three fingers wide, weighing eight taels and three coins, a good knife!"

As soon as the so-called connoisseur makes a move, he knows if there is any, he has been in contact with the blade all the year round, and Zhao Ke is already familiar with the blade, and the black dagger in front of him seems to be inconspicuous, but it is definitely a killing weapon.

However, what made Zhao Ke dissatisfied was that the owner of this knife didn't seem to like to clean it, and the blood in the blood tank had completely coagulated inside, resulting in a pungent smell of blood on this dagger, and anyone with a slightly better nose could smell it.

"What a waste of this good thing." Squinting his eyes and sweeping over the corpse on the ground, Zhao Ke pursed his lips, silently feeling sorry for this dagger in his heart.

"What now?"

Qi Liang looked at the corpse of the big man on the ground, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and said to himself: "Since this guy is not Xiong Er, why don't you let us go first, and what's the matter with the two pairs of severed hands on the table?" Really ......"

Qi Liang was halfway through his words, and subconsciously looked up at the window behind him, and couldn't help but pause, only to see a pair of big scarlet eyes staring at him coldly outside the window!