Ma Dong led the two of them through several remote paths and ran straight to the development zone outside the city that never sleeps.

Along the way, a few people take out the players who are hiding in the barley and are ready to sneak up on them, and loot a cargo tricycle that is still capable of starting, and swagger down the road.

Originally, the road to the development zone was not smooth, and there were many potholes.

Coupled with the bombing from a few hours ago, many of the roads are even steeper.

But Ma Dong controlled the tricycle and made all kinds of difficult operations, and the bumps along the way made Su Yun, the eldest lady, want to vomit, and she always couldn't stabilize her center of gravity and fell into Qin Ling's arms.

This made her feel more and more that the man who drove the car was not as honest and honest as he looked.

Definitely on purpose!

Qin Ling didn't care about those details, he just took advantage of this time to close his eyes and recuperate and recover his spiritual power and magic power.

The Eye of Foresight is a good thing, but the burden on mental power is too great, and until now, his head still feels like it wants to explode.

The development zone was soon there.

At that time, Songwon made a lot of detailed plans to attract investment and expansion.

As a result, the development zone, which was supposed to be only factories, has built more than a dozen residential buildings, four- and five-story shopping malls, as well as infrastructure such as hospitals and police stations, so that blue-collar workers can live here.

The three of them parked their cars on the side of the road and walked straight to the shopping street.

"Let's go a little further and we'll see the auto shop." Ma Dong explained with a smile, "I didn't bring you here to see any expensive sports cars, this owner's private inventory is a good thing." ”

Perhaps because of its location in the suburbs, the temperature in this development area is not high, and there is even a cold and cold wind.

Coupled with the fact that the street lights were badly damaged, the whole street looked dark and gloomy.

"Rice noodles, fresh human meat rice noodles."

Suddenly, an old voice drifted from afar.

Although it is not very clear, the words are like a sharp knife in the cold, which makes people's spines chill and uncomfortable.

"Human rice noodles?" Su Yun's face changed suddenly.

With her psychic eye, she can easily see things that others can't see.

I saw a hot noodle stall under the dim street lamp.

In the middle of the noodle stall stood an old but energetic old man, dressed in a tattered cotton coat and wearing a white apron stained with oil soup around his waist, and with a quick flash of a large knife in his hand, he chopped the fresh white meat into pieces and threw it into the hot pot where the rice noodles were tumbling.

Seeing the ears and fingers scattered all over the ground under the board, Su Yun, who was already a little motion sick, spit out "wow".

You know, this is in the last days.

It's weird that someone can do business on the street, but how can it not be frightening to sell rice noodles made of human flesh?

Qin Ling patted Su Yun on the back and hurriedly handed over a bottle of mineral water for her to rinse her mouth.

"Thank you."

Soon, Su Yun adjusted her state.

You know, if there are not a hundred people she kills with her own hands, there must be fifty.

Dead people are not scary.

Terrible, are those perverts who eat human flesh.

Several people gradually approached.

Qin Ling looked at the broken wooden table and stool next to him, looked for a place to sit down, threw a stack of banknotes to the old man, and said with a smile: "Uncle, come to three bowls of rice noodles." ”

"Add more garlic to one bowl, clear soup to one bowl, and more coriander to one bowl."

The old man's eyes swept over the banknotes, stared at Qin Ling with a smile, and said meaningfully: "Young man, I'm afraid the money you gave is not enough." ”

"Uncle, how do you sell this rice noodle?"

"A small business, 500,000 bowls."

The old man lifted the lid of the pot and added a pinch of condiments to the boiling soup.

Immediately, he took out three small blue and white bowls, which looked extremely elegant.

He held a shiny spoon and poured the fragrant noodle soup in the pot, his hands old but very steady, not a drop spilled out.

"Noodle soup doesn't cost money, it's a gift."

Qin Ling smiled, groped in his arms for a moment, and took out a stack of red banknotes and slapped them on the board.

When she saw the appearance of the banknote, Su Yun's face froze.

I saw that it was printed with exquisite ornamentation, and a few big words were written on the top square: Produced by Tiandi Bank.

Next to him is a portrait of the Jade Emperor.

The denomination of each piece of paper money is 10 million.

Good guys, Stygian!

This old man's origin is unknown, Qin Ling's behavior is already very close to provocation, so he is not afraid of being poisoned in the soup?

But the old man's reaction was unexpected.

"Young man, you're polite, it's so generous." The folds on the old man's face stretched out with a smile, "If you take the money, the old man can't treat you badly, so I'll give you a few bowls of my treasured human brain flowers." ”

"That's not necessary, three bowls of rice noodles are enough."

Soon, the rice noodles were served.

The oily soup, the slippery rice noodles, and the vegetables and shredded meat hidden in it, if you don't witness the whole process of making, ordinary people will not know that this thing is made of human flesh.

Woo Slip Slip –

Qin Ling didn't even wait for a second, grabbed the chopsticks and picked up the powder.

Even, he was not addicted to it, with peeled garlic cloves, a mouthful of meat and a mouthful of rice noodles, his forehead was dripping with sweat and his cheeks were slightly red.

On the other hand, Ma Dong and Su Yun, neither of them moved their chopsticks, and stared at Qinling with eyes like a neuropathy.

"Brother Qin, are you crazy?"

"I think most of him is confused, you brother, I don't think he will live long." Su Yun's face was full of disdain, "He did it on purpose, just waiting for you to collect his body." ”

Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, Qin Ling stared at the two of them suspiciously.

"Don't you eat yet? It's fragrant. ”

"yes, both." When the old man heard this, he also walked out from behind the noodle stall and greeted him with a smile, "The old man has been making this rice noodle for decades, and he has eaten it well." Even if you're not hungry, you have to give me some thin noodles to taste. ”

The previous remarks are quite normal.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes rolled, and he added faintly:

"After eating, it's good to go on the road."

This sentence directly shocked Ma Dong to a chill down his spine, and his hairs stood on end.

This old man...... It can't be a ghost, right?

"He's not a ghost."

Su Yun saw through Ma Dong's thoughts, shook her head slightly, and continued to stare at Qin Ling, a trace of incomprehension suddenly flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She sniffed the air.

In addition to the aroma of the noodle soup, there seems to be other special existence that they have been ignoring.

Even, from the moment I first entered the development zone, this smell existed.

Could it be?

Su Yun hurriedly used her mental power and looked at the rice noodles again.

The next second.

Su Yun, who originally hugged her arms and put on a cold posture, actually picked up the chopsticks.

It's just that unlike Qin Ling's gobbling up eating method, she picked up the rice noodles very ladylikely, put them into a small blue and white bowl with noodle soup, curled the hair between her sideburns, and chewed it slowly.

The actions of the two made Ma Dong completely collapse.

"Damn, are you both crazy?"