Just when the thin man was about to take a step towards death, the door was suddenly kicked open, and the person who came was the guy in charge, the little third brother.

The lean man immediately abandoned Wu Feng and greeted him with a smile.

"Little third brother, what's wrong?"

The pot did not move, the scoop did not sound, the little third brother looked at the clean meat case, and suddenly became unhappy.

"Hurry up, we'll be on the road soon!"

The lean man nodded hurriedly and pointed at Wu Feng.

"Hey, right away, just woke this guy up. ”

The little third brother shook his hand and was a slap.

"Who is so thin enough to eat? ”

Holding his face, the lean man was still smiling, and hurriedly agreed.

"Ma slippery, remember to wake up first and then slaughter, otherwise the blood will not live and the meat will not be tender. ”

"Hehe, don't worry, little third brother. ”

The little third brother nodded, and then turned around and walked out of the door, and the lean man picked up the knife and walked straight to the third wooden stake on Wu Feng's right hand, where a fat man was tied.

Sprinkled all his anger on the fat man, the thin man slapped and slapped him, and the fat man woke up with a scream like killing a pig, Wu Feng was secretly happy in his heart, fortunately he was woken up by water.

As soon as the fat man woke up, he saw the thin man's gloomy eyes, and before he could speak, a bright knife pierced his chest with a pop.

The white knife went in and the red knife came out, and the lean man moved skillfully, steadily, accurately, and quickly, and the fat man should have died before he had time to feel the pain.

Dragged the fat man to the meat case, the lean man crossed his fingers, supported his palms, twisted his neck a few times, inserted the red knife, picked up the largest pig-killing knife, and began to chop wildly, his clothes, hands, and face were all splashed with blood, but his expression looked very enjoyable, and he was humming a cheerful little song in his mouth.

A few minutes later, the lean man slammed the pig-killing knife into the meat case, crossed his arms to his chest, and looked at the corpse that had been skinned and peeled like art, and after a while, he put the chest skeleton on a large tray, stuffed a pile of meat into the skeleton, and then pulled out a layer of sheepskin from under the meat case and covered it, and finally found a sheep's head that was about to dry and placed it on the top of the skeleton, and a plate of roast sheep appeared.

The lean man walked to the corner of the wall, pushed open a wooden door, and the heat burst out, and it turned out to be a large oven, and the fiery charcoal was not a little smoked.

After putting the plate of roast sheep in the oven, the thin man twisted his waist and sat aside, and after seeing Wu Feng's surprised expression, he smiled.

"The meat I grilled is absolutely fragrant, I don't believe I'll give you a piece later, I guarantee that you want to eat a second piece after eating one. ”

Wu Feng pouted indifferently, but he was not in a hurry to break free of the bundle, he wanted to see what kind of road this group of people had.

After a while, the roast sheep was cooked, not to mention, the taste really flooded the mouth, if it wasn't for seeing the production process of this roast sheep, the hungry Wu Feng really wanted to come to a piece, a big piece.

Wu Feng was not the only one who smelled the fragrance, and soon, the door was pushed open again, and a few guys walked in, and after talking to the lean man, they took out the roast sheep from the oven and carried it out.

"Hehe, you kid is lucky, the shopkeeper explained, only roasted a sheep today. ”

The corners of Wu Feng's mouth raised.

"Thank you!"

......

Three or four days passed in the blink of an eye, and although he was tied up with five flowers during this period, there was wine and meat, which was quite good, Wu Feng of course understood that it was not the conscience of this group of people who found out, but worried that his sheep was hungry and thin, and he must not be fat.

On the fifth day, hearing the familiar little song coming from outside the door, Wu Feng put away his breath and stopped cultivating, and after a while, the door was pushed open, and several dazzling pillars of light shot into the dim room.

The lean man ignored Wu Feng, walked to the meat case by himself, picked up a rag and wiped it carefully with a knife, and after a meal, he walked in front of Wu Feng with a knife.

"You're the only one left! Hey, I've been talking with me for days, and I can't bear to roast you. ”

This desert is the only way to the White Tiger City, and this group of people gathered on the edge of the desert to rob and open a black shop, the so-called famous roast sheep, but they picked up from the desert. There are a total of twenty or thirty people in this group, the shopkeeper's surname is Duan, and he is called Duan Butcher on the road, he is a three-star soul master, and the other guys are basically in the realm of soul masters.

Wu Feng smiled slightly, he had 'nothing to talk about' with the lean man these days.

"I'm so thin, I don't have any meat, why don't you let me join you instead of eating, or can you talk to the shopkeeper?"

The lean man clasped his hands on his chest and frowned slightly, as if he was seriously considering, and after a moment he rushed out of the door, only to return after half a quarter of an hour.

After coming back, the thin man raised his knife without saying a word, and Wu Feng's eyes suddenly flashed with a murderous aura, however, the knife did not cut his body, but only cut the rope.

The murderous aura was quickly hidden, Wu Feng moved his wrist, and then looked at the lean man and smiled slightly.

"The shopkeeper agreed?"

The lean man threw the knife to Wu Feng, walked towards the meat case by himself, swaggering, like a master.

"Yes, from today onwards, you will learn to make roast sheep with me. ”

Looking at the lean back, Wu Feng raised his eyebrows, originally said casually, I didn't expect people to really treat themselves well, God's will is like this, then listen to it.

As the days passed, Wu Feng followed the lean man to roast one sheep after another, and he was not interested at first, but he finally became serious, because the seemingly cruel peeling and peeling required strong wrist strength and precision.

Another roast lamb was arranged, the corners of Wu Feng's mouth raised an arc, looking at Sen Bai's chest skeleton and the pile of meat inside, and a happy expression of appreciating art also appeared on his face.

"Yes, the flesh and bone are separated, and the pieces do not stick. ”

The thin man patted Wu Feng, who was covered in blood, and there was obviously a look of approval in his eyes.

During these days, Wu Feng has teamed up with people who have died, and the living are still operated by lean men, so there are no worries. Hearing the lean man's approval, he turned sideways and smiled slightly.

"Is it time to leave the school?"

The lean man brushed his fingers over the skeleton, round and smooth, without the slightest roughness left by a knife cut, but he shook his head again.

"You think beautifully, the accuracy is enough, but the speed is not good. ”

After that, the lean man cleaned up the meat case, put a 'sheep' back on it, picked up the knife and flickered with a knife shadow, the blood droplets flew and flickered, the white bones were forested, the meat pieces swirled down, and when the red knife was inserted into the meat case again, the time was only a cup of tea.

"Without my consent, you can't touch the live sheep privately, you practice first, there will be fewer guests today, I'll go out for a walk." ”

The door slammed shut, the lean man hummed a little song and gradually walked away, Wu Feng retracted his gaze, put the two plates of roast lamb on the meat table, and carefully observed the gap.

Fingers brushed over the skeleton, Wu Feng's brows frowned slightly, the lean man was not only faster, but also the surface of the bone was smoother, and the touch seemed to be caressing mutton fat jade.

After a while, Wu Feng put the two roast sheep into the oven, and carried one dead sheep to the meat case and picked up the knife and practiced.

After more than half a month, Wu Feng's knife skills and speed were already comparable to those of lean men, and this group of gangsters gradually accepted him as a newcomer.

After a busy day, Wu Feng sat up as usual and prepared to cultivate, when a lean man walked in.

"Today is the shopkeeper's birthday, let's go, go out for a drink. ”

Wu Feng nodded and followed the lean man to the outer hall.

The lights are colorful, the wine is fragrant and the meat is beautiful, of course, this meat is a serious beef and mutton, Wu Feng sat next to the lean man on the table at the end, and the other tables in front were also full of people.

"The birthday star has arrived. ”

The little third brother shouted, and the noisy outer hall immediately quieted down, Wu Feng followed everyone's gaze, and saw Butcher Duan coming over dressed in festive clothes, and then sat at the top of the central table.

The third brother raised the wine bowl, and everyone followed suit.

"I wish my eldest brother a long life than Nanshan, and happiness like the East China Sea. ”

Butcher Duan laughed loudly and happily, and took the wine bowl in return.

"Haha, thank you brothers for all the painstaking arrangement, do it!"

Everyone drank it all, and there was a grunt of swallowing liquor in the outer hall, and Wu Feng also drank the wine bowl to the bottom.

After three rounds of dishes and five flavors of wine, everyone was in great interest and extremely noisy. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and the wind and sand of the night blew in, Wu Feng squinted, it turned out that a few guys who had gone out in the morning had returned, but they were carrying two girls on their shoulders.

"I'm sorry boss, the brothers came back late, and they met two ewes on the way, and they were angry, just dedicated to the eldest brother's birthday. ”

"Haha, okay, okay, carry it up first. ”

"Hey, okay!"

Wu Feng had a smile on his face, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the two unconscious girls until the guys carried them up to the second floor and sent them into Butcher Duan's room.

Wu Feng frowned slightly, these days, whether it is a live sheep or a dead sheep, he has never moved his compassion, because although the faces of these sheep are not vicious, they are by no means good.

Now it's different, judging from the way they dress, these two girls should be a master and a servant, although they are carried on their shoulders, but the long hanging hair can still occasionally reveal their faces, even if they are ravaged by the wind and sand, they still look white and fresh, like green teeth that have just emerged in spring.

To save people, you have to fall out with this group of gangsters, Wu Feng, who has just arrived, doesn't want to make enemies for no reason, but if he doesn't save them, these two girls will definitely not end well, and he can't bear it.

To save or not to save, Wu Feng fell into a fierce ideological struggle. At this moment, the lean man next to him patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey, what do you want?"

Wu Feng put away his thoughts and shook his head slightly.

"Hehe, isn't it spring? Don't worry, it will be our turn when the boss finishes enjoying it, it's always been like this. ”

The thin man smiled, and an evil fire suddenly ignited in his eyes, but what he didn't expect was that his comfort made up his mind for Wu Feng.

Wu Feng nodded, and also smiled.