Hannibal stared into Jerome's eyes, chuckled, and said, "You just said you needed my help to perfect your drink recipe, right?"

"But alas, I, Hannibal, never help strangers, only my own friends."

"Jerome, we're not friends yet."

"Hee-hee-hee-hee......" Jerome blinked, chuckled, and said, "So sir, how can you be your friend?"

"I really want to be friends with you, to be friends with all the glory and disgrace, to be the kind of very good friends."

"Mr. Hannibal, we have to be confidants, we all have common experiences, we share the same sickness!"

Hearing this, Hannibal licked his lips and smiled, "Jerome, if you want to be my friend, it's very simple, you only need to meet one requirement, and that requirement is that you must be capable."

"Do you want to prove yourself?"

Jerome looked at Hannibal, his eyes full of crazy confusion, and laughed, "Hahaha, I see, Mr. means to play a game, come on! Let me hear how this game is played?"

"If it's not fun, I'll kill you!"

With that, Jerome pulled a pistol out of his arms and aimed it at Hannibal, he was looking forward to what Hannibal would do?

Hannibal turned the fruit knife in his hand and smiled, "Jerome, first put your hand with the gun on the table, and then I will cut off your hand with this knife."

"It's part of the game, do you want to play?"

Jerome nodded, put his right hand holding the gun on the table, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Hannibal, I'm curious, did you just add this game or did you have it from the beginning?"

Hannibal smiled and pulled Jerome's right hand in front of him, and replied, "This game has been there since the beginning, and I must cut off your hand, but I haven't decided which hand it is?"

"You gave me the answer, and this hand with a gun pointed at me is just right!"

"Oh, Jerome, is there only this one knife?"

After hearing this, Jerome took out a knife from his bosom with his left hand, handed it over, blinked his eyes, and asked curiously, "Sir, how do you want to cut off my hand?" Why do you need two knives?"

Hannibal reached out and took the knife that Jerome had handed him, and now he had the knife in both hands, but unfortunately it was still a little imperfect, it would be nice to have a knife and a fork.

"Ding!"

Hannibal sighed, and the knives in his left and right hands struck lightly, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

He looked at Jerome and smiled, "Boy, don't move until you wait, it's not going to be fun if you do."

"I'm sure it's a new experience you've never had before!"

Hannibal took a deep breath, his hands were strong, and he gripped the two knives tightly, and he began his actions with a smile on his face.

He began to operate on Jerome's hand with a knife, as if he were cutting a steak.

His movements are very elegant, first the skin on Jerome's hands, and then the flesh on Jerome's hands.

"Very good, hold on, Jerome, your hands are really steady, you haven't moved at all......

"It's great, it's so happy for me."

Hannibal's eyes lit green, and he gulped gulps, each piece of meat was the same size, 1 centimeter square, and soon the corner of the table was filled with the meat from Jerome's hand.

"Mr. Hannibal, I don't understand what you're doing?"

"What the hell is this game? Are you testing my willpower?"

"Why are you gulping and swallowing? Are you hungry?"

"Ho Ho Ho Ho ...... Do you want to eat this meat?"

Jerome asked curiously as he watched the two knives cut the flesh piece by piece in his hand, blinked, laughed strangely.

"Boy, you guessed it, but there was no reward."

"Well, this game is fun, isn't it? Watch your hands being eaten alive!"

"When I eat your hand, you'll reap my friendship, and we'll be good friends."

Hannibal licked his lips and spoke in a very gentle tone.

"Sir, your technique is so good and full of artistic sense that it's hard to imagine that you can make every slice of meat the same size!"

"Sir, I didn't expect you to be an ogre, no wonder you were locked in a cage, a terrible monster like you, a pervert like you, really can't live in this world."

"Hee-hee-hee, in this world where freedom and democracy are shouted everywhere, you will never be free, sir......

Jerome looked at Hannibal and said with a grin.

Hannibal ignored Jerome, who was preoccupied and cut the food in front of him with great care.

When he was in the spirit world, he had the good fortune to taste one of the clown's fingers, which was very sweet, very fresh, and had a strong taste of red wine.

He was already longing for the taste of Jerome, and this person who had something to do with the clown, his meat must be very good and delicious.

Five minutes later.

Jerome raised the hand holding the gun, and he looked at it carefully, his eyes full of appreciation, and he exclaimed, "Oh, what an amazing technique, to remove all the flesh from the hand, leaving a complete set of hand bones."

"And this hand can still move, I feel like I can pull the trigger at any time, it's really amazing."

"It's the first time I've seen my hand bones, I didn't expect it to be so beautiful, it's really beautiful, crystal clear, like jade."

"Sir, I love this new hand to death!"

When Hannibal heard this, he smiled, licked his lips, and said, "Jerome, your taste is really unique, and I like this taste of yours."

"Next time, you can try to remove all the flesh from an entire arm, and then you will have an arm like white marble, which is really beautiful."

"Mr. Hannibal, that sounds good, we can even have an art exhibition." Jerome nodded, and said very longingly, "It's definitely an incomparably grand art exhibition, and it's sure to be full of traffic."

"By the way, Mr. Hannibal, how are you going to taste the meat you just picked? Do you eat it boiled or grilled?"

Hannibal shook his head, took a deep breath, felt the sweet smell of blood in the air, and said with great intoxication: "Jerome, my friend, you are not that kind of low-grade food, your flesh is of good quality, just a light smell makes my soul float, as if I had gone to heaven." ….

"With this kind of high-quality ingredient, it doesn't take much processing, just the original taste is enough, so I'm going to eat it raw."

With that, Hannibal pricked a piece of flesh with his knife, put it on his nose and sniffed it, feeling the wonderful smell, and a smile bloomed on his face.

Fragrant! It's so fragrant!

Hannibal opened his mouth, bared his fangs, and sent the piece of flesh towards his mouth.

When the slice of meat was about to reach his mouth, Hannibal's hand stopped, and he could not get the piece into his mouth despite all his strength.

Jerome frowned slightly and asked with a smile, "Mr. Hannibal, what's wrong with you?" Why don't you eat it yet?"

"It's the first time I've seen people eat people, and it's really exciting."

Hannibal gritted his teeth and continued to put the slices of meat in his mouth, but the slices of meat stayed in front of his mouth, and he could smell the aroma of the meat, but he could not eat it.

Hannibal put down the piece of meat in great anger, slammed the knife on the table, and roared unwillingly, "Why? Why are you doing this to me?"

"You released the hungry me from the cage with your own hands! And now you're not letting me eat!"

"Why? Why, exactly? What's wrong with me?"

"If it weren't for you,

I can't be in this world at all! Now that I have appeared, you will take away my freedom, you will take away my power!"

"Whew! Call! Call...... You...... You're really going too far! You're asleep, but you're still watching me...... It's not fair, it's so unfair!"

「……」

Looking at Hannibal, who had a hideous expression on his face and roared madly.

Jerome frowned, he couldn't understand how Hannibal, who had just been extremely elegant, could become this crazy appearance in an instant?

And what do these strange words mean?

Who didn't let him eat people?

Jerome blinked, and asked curiously, "Mr. Hannibal, what's wrong with you?" The contrast between you, who was so elegant just now, is a bit too big for me."

"Why is that? What just happened? Who's that guy you're scolding?"

When Hannibal heard this, he sighed and said in great dismay, "Maybe this is my fate! What a ridiculous fate, I thought I would be free by escaping from a cage, but I just escaped from one cage to another."

"That rule hasn't been broken yet, it's just a different way, from active to passive, this kind of hypocritical freedom is disgusting."

"The person I scolded was the one who set the rule, the one who built the cage that kept me in it."

"Jerome, don't inquire about him, and don't come near him, he's the darkest man in the world! He's the scariest man in the world! He's the best man in the world!"

When Jerome heard this, he smiled, blinked his eyes and asked, "Well, Mr. Hannibal, I listen to you, but you always have to give me a hint in case I accidentally offend him?"

Hannibal took a deep breath and said, "Tips? For the sake of our fate today, far away from the next mayor of New York City, this is my advice to you......"....

Jerome nodded and said, "Yes sir, I remember."

"Oh, by the way, is there a follow-up to our game?"

"If there's no follow-up, then we're friends."

Hannibal smiled bitterly and said, "There was a follow-up, but now there is no follow-up!"

"The first step has failed, so the rest of the matter is not interesting, for the sake of your good performance, we are friends."

After hearing this, Jerome stretched out his bony finger and pointed at Sle on the table, and asked very sincerely, "Sir, I want to know how to upgrade it?"

"It's not as good as I want it to be, and I feel like there's something missing in it that excites me."

Hannibal nodded, and said slowly, "There's something really missing that makes people excited, and if I'm not mistaken, for some reason, you didn't follow the original recipe."

"Forget it, Jerome, you don't need to mention the original recipe, looking at your current processing method, the original recipe is not much better."

"But what was the flavor of the original recipe? I have to know this, I can feel that your drink lacks a neutralizing taste."

When Jerome heard this, he laughed frantically and said, "Oh, Mr. Hannibal, you are really amazing!"

"You guessed it, I didn't use the original recipe because there's one ingredient that's hard to come by, and that's the one used to neutralize the Sle flavor."

"That thing is a vampire, the kind of humanoid that flies at night with bat wings, and they are afraid of sunlight and silver."

After hearing Jerome's words, Hannibal's eyes widened and he said, "Vampires? It turned out to be a vampire? It's so much fun!"

"I know how to improve Sle's taste, Jerome, you quickly throw away the soaked and rotting female corpse, grab a vampire and throw it in."

"You can just use vampires as raw materials!"

Jerome frowned and said, "Yes

It's a vampire and a human in the formula, so will there be a problem with a simple vampire......

Hannibal sneered and mocked, "Can a man like you still have pity in his heart? Are you telling some kind of bad jokes?"

"There are so many villains in Hell's Kitchen, why don't you grab just two of them and try out the new ones! If there's a problem, then solve the problem, how can it be so smooth if you want to accomplish such a horrible thing?"

Jerome was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he stared into Hannibal's eyes, laughed strangely, and said, "Ho Ho, Hannibal, how do you know that what I am going to do is a terrible thing?"

"I never told you it was a horrible thing!"

"I need a reasonable explanation!"

"If you don't have a reasonable explanation, you won't want to leave for the rest of your life, and I'll make you the first to try the new Sle!"

With that, Jerome twisted his neck violently, and with a "boom", his whole body burst into crimson flames, and the hand that was only white and bone was restored to its original state.

In the midst of the blazing fire, Jerome tilted his head sideways and grinned at Hannibal, who was waiting for a reply.

A raging heat wave rushed towards Hannibal with impunity.

Feeling the scorching heat, Hannibal waved his hand at Jerome and smiled, "Boy, I'm not good at fighting, remember my name is Hannibal, bye-bye......

With that, Hannibal slowly disappeared.

As Hannibal's consciousness returned to the pitch-black spiritual space, Zhou Ran's uncontrollable body began to fall.

[In other words, it is best to read aloud and listen to books at present, @@, install the latest version.] 】.

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