Fan Yin strode in the direction of the slaughterhouse, and he had already begun to think about how to skin and extract the bones of the big worm he caught, and their Fan family had been butchers for generations.

Perhaps elsewhere, butchers are a very lowly profession, but in this Xingye Town, where hunting and slaughtering is the mainstay, butchers, especially excellent butchers, have a very high status.

In addition, Fan Yin has run a joint organization of butchers such as the Baitu Gang over the years, and even the government is reluctant to conflict with them.

Soon, Fan Yin came to the door of the slaughterhouse, and several subordinates who were in charge of the slaughterhouse on weekdays had already made preparations, and a complete set of slaughtering knives had been neatly arranged on the table one by one.

Because the vermilion desk has been drinking blood all year round, it has long been impossible to see the previous color.

"Boss, I've already hung the beast, and I'm waiting for you to bleed. One of his subordinates stepped forward to offer courtesy.

Fan Yin snorted, "Pull it out." ”

The ancestors of the Fan family had rules, and if they wanted to kill this kind of big beast, they had to pull it out in broad daylight, and they could not be executed in the slaughterhouse secretly.

For what specific reason, the descendants of the Fan family can't say, but every line of work, for every taboo, must still be carefully followed, even if it is a person as rebellious as Fan Yin.

Soon four or five men pushed a tall girder frame with wooden wheels on all four legs of the house from the house.

On the shelf was hung upside down a fierce tiger, whose body was larger than that of an ordinary tiger, and it seemed that it should be a tiger king.

The Tiger King was not yet out of breath at the moment, his mouth was covered with blood foam, and his chest was still rising and falling faintly.

Fan Yin drew a sharp knife more than two feet long, ready to bleed the tiger king first.

Just when Fan Yin walked up to the Tiger King, lifted the sharp knife, aimed at the Tiger King's neck, and was about to stab it down, suddenly the fierce tiger suddenly opened its eyes and stared straight at Fan Yin.

Being stared at by the tiger, Fan Yin's cold hair suddenly exploded, and he subconsciously took two or three steps back.

"Boss, what's wrong?" The little brother behind him immediately stepped forward to help him.

Fan Yin was angry in his heart, pushed his little brother away, and shouted, "Get out." ”

Fan Yin, who has been domineering for half his life, how can he tolerate his cowardice in front of his subordinates, and without saying a word, he strode towards the tiger king, "Dare to stare at me, animal, go to death!"

"Damn it's you!" the Tiger King's lips moved slightly, and he actually spat out a human sentence.

Fan Yin seemed to have seen a ghost, the sharp knife in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and his body fell backwards, but this time no of his subordinates dared to come forward to help him, Fan Yin sat directly on the ground with a pop.

He hurriedly turned his head to look at his subordinates on the side and asked loudly, "Did you hear it, did you hear it?" ”

A group of people around him were all puzzled, they didn't understand why their boss suddenly fell to the ground.

"Big ...... Big brother, what do you hear?" asked one of the younger brothers tentatively.

Fan Yin was almost crazy and shouted, "You are all deaf, you can't hear the tiger when he speaks!"

The people under his hands looked at each other, and then exchanged their heads.

Suddenly, a very clever looking guy pushed his companion next to him and said loudly, "I heard it, we all heard it." ”

Fan Yin was annoyed in his heart, it was good that this guy didn't speak, but Fan Yin felt that he was the only one in this group who heard the tiger speak.

He was not reconciled, and stared at the tiger's mouth, but he didn't see it open again, only the eyes were still fixed on him.

"I still don't believe it!" "If today's events get out, and I don't dare to slaughter the tiger when I see it, let alone lead the Baitu Gang in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult to stay in Xingye Town."

The arrogance of the past has become a paper tiger after a cowardice, and those who used to fear themselves will use it as a handle to control themselves.

Fan Yin sat up with a grunt, pushed the sharp knife on the ground, and rushed towards the tiger, this time not striding forward, but rushing towards the tiger king at his fastest speed.

The Tiger King stared at Fan Yin coldly, "If the knife is pierced on me, it is pierced on you." ”

Fan Yin pretended not to hear anything, and raised his knife to stab, but he still kept an eye on it, and instead of stabbing through the neck of the Tiger King, he stabbed it towards a position that was not critical in his lower abdomen.

With a pop, the silver sharp knife suddenly sank into the Tiger King's body.

But the Tiger King's roar did not come, but Fan Yin's cry of pain sounded in the courtyard.

The knife sank into the body of the Tiger King, and the body of the Tiger King was like a ball of cotton, which was not blocked in the slightest, and no blood flowed out.

However, in Fan Yin's lower abdomen, a knife suddenly appeared, and blood gushed out from the wound.

"Someone, someone, help me stop the bleeding. "It's not a big place, but if you bleed too much, you can still die.

But none of the little brothers around him came forward to help him.

Fan Yin was frightened in his heart, but he was also even more angry, "You are all blind, I didn't see that Lao Tzu was injured, what are you doing stupidly, help me up!"

Still no one responded to him, Fan Yin hurriedly turned his head and looked around.

How can there be any little brothers watching themselves kill tigers, and the surrounding area is already full of dense mountain and forest beasts.

Fan Yin exclaimed again, he clearly saw the images of those mountain beasts.

He knew very well that these mountain beasts were all slaughtered by him, and their appearance at the moment was after being slaughtered.

Some of them were skinned, revealing the flesh underneath, and the blood was disgusting to look at.

And some of them were directly disemboweled, and Bai Huahua's internal organs were all over the ground.

More were decapitated and dismembered, and Fan Yin could clearly see where the broken limbs were put together.

"No! it can't be, it can't be! Hell, hell!"

This time, Fan Yin was a hundred times more afraid than the scene of being chased and killed by mountain beasts and tigers in the forest in the Shangzhong dream.

The dream at this level made him feel more real, after all, he had already woken up from the dream in the dream.

"It can't be, I must be dreaming, I must be dreaming. He covered his bleeding wound with one hand, and with the other he began to slap himself wider, shouting "Wake up, wake up! Wake me up, what the hell is this!"

At the same time, in reality, Fan Yin was constantly slapping his cheeks vigorously on his bed, and his loud shouts immediately attracted those outside.

The subordinates didn't know what was going on, so they rushed into the house, but they saw that their boss was slapping themselves vigorously, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

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