"How can there be eye-catching in this 'Laba porridge'?!" The stupid roe deer cried out and jumped even more.

"What's the blind comparison?!" The cat and donkey who laughed and scolded his brother did not retreat from his smile, and then scooped out half of the red man's ear, and his whole body froze.

It is indeed a human ear, and the "Eight Great Calves and the Four Great Divine Beasts of the Northeast" can be seen clearly, clearly, and truly this time.

The deflated calf copied the wooden spoon and stirred it in the porridge pot three times, and the sharp-eyed calf protector, the finished calf and the king eight calves used chopsticks to pick out a molar, an egg ball and a snuff bottle in the porridge pot!

The calf felt that the snuffbox was very familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Boss!" shouted as soon as the calf threw away the soup spoon, "What kind of porridge did you give your brothers?!"

"The 'Laba porridge' specially boiled for the brothers. Xiong Dongwei touched his bald head vigorously and responded with a smile.

After finishing the calf, he pushed away the porridge bowl and asked vigilantly: "Dare to ask the boss, what kind of condiments are used to boil this 'Laba porridge'!?"

Xiong Dongwei gestured to Bu Bo, who was standing with his head bowed and his hands down: "Lord Bulou, you come and tell my good brothers-"

Buber replied with a grim face: "This 'Laba porridge' was boiled by the villain himself for the good brothers of the Xiong family, and it is full of excellent supplements and medicinal materials, including glutinous rice, red beans, mung beans, longan, peanuts, black dates, peach kernels, pine seeds, yams, wolfberries, mountain ginseng, poria cocos, lard, human flesh, ......."

"Meat?!"

"What meat did you say at the end?!"

"Human ???!!!"

"Heavens—"

The calf, the calf, the cat, the donkey, and the stupid roe deer screamed in a panic.

"It's human flesh. Second Master Xiong is so weird and gloomy that he looks like a Buddha in the temple who will shake and laugh: "The porridge boiled for your good brothers, of course, must be added to the meat of your good friend Yu Chibei, so that it is delicious enough." ”

"I remember, that snuff box is Brother Wei Chi's ......" The rolling calf pointed to the snuff box in the porridge pot, changing color and losing his voice!

The ten brothers were so frightened and terrified that they left the table one after another, only to find that they had lost all their strength in all their limbs!

Buber, who hung his head and lowered his hands outside the banquet, said with a grim face: "The little one forgot to remind you that the good man has put 'cartilage powder' in the 'Laba porridge'......"

"Huh?!" the ten big men fell down and slumped in their seats, and the calf asked weakly, "Boss...... You...... You...... Why do this to the brothers?!"

"If the boss doesn't do this to you, one day, you will do the same to the boss. Xiong Dong's voice was so small that he could almost only hear it, and he leaned over: "You know too many secrets of the eldest brother, the eldest brother and I will be the son of heaven of the benevolent lord and the emperor in the future, do you think, the eldest brother will leave you guys who know all my disgraceful past in this world?"

"Boss, you, you, you're so ruthless—"

"Big brother, the brothers have been with me for more than 20 years!"

"Great master, our brother is worthy of you!" "Do you treat your life-saving benefactor and brother like this?"

"That's it, count our ten brothers blind and follow the wrong person!"

"Xiong Er, brothers are waiting for you on the eighteenth floor of hell!"

"Ungrateful!

"If there is an afterlife, we will still follow the eldest brother to fight the world together!"

Eighteen years later, Lao Tzu is still a good man!"

"Hahaha......"

The remorseful remorse, wailing wailing, unwilling unwillingness, chest beating of the chest, stumbling of the feet, roaring of anger, cursing and swearing, swearing and swearing, arrogant words, and smiling laughter, became a pot of porridge.

Looking at the dying and powerless brothers, Xiong Dongzhen only said three words in a sad and sympathetic voice:

"Kill them all!"

This bloody order to kill people is so gentle and gentle that it is like a sweet whisper to a lover.

Xiong Dongzhen only gave the order, regardless of killing people.

-- He is now the boss, and the biggest advantage of being the boss is that he doesn't have to do a lot of things that make him famous.

It was Buber who had a grim face and had been crying for a long time.

Buber wielded a bloody kitchen knife in both hands, starting with the first big man next to him, chopping bones, covered with blood all the way to the outermost big man of the banquet.

At the dinner table, flesh and blood were flying, the intestines and stomachs of these heroes were mixed together, and it was no longer clear who belonged to whom, and the flesh and joints of these warriors were flying in the rain of swords and blood, and they couldn't tell who was who.

The ten brothers mistakenly ate the "cartilage powder" in the "Laba porridge", they had no ability, but they could not move at all, they could only watch and let Buber, an "outsider" who was more affectionate to kill than to love, arbitrarily and wantonly slaughter and decompose them.

Buber's two snowy and bloodthirsty kitchen knives, dancing wildly, cut and dismembered ten big men into pieces, pieces, strips, and threads, even if they were still alive, they could not tell which shredded meat belonged to others and which shredded meat belonged to themselves.

-- The "Eight Great Calves and the Four Great Divine Beasts of Northeast China" and the Ten Fierce Lion Generals who once shocked "Liaodong" and intimidated the Central Plains died like this. They did not die on the battlefield of the confrontation between the two armies and the Jin Ge Iron Horse, but they died on the "Laba Porridge" dinner table prepared for them by their boss.

Xiong Dongwei admired Buber's killing, and continued to eat on the table, and ate with relish, of course, this meal was put in front of Xiong Er Ye after his two henchmen Lang Xin and Gou Fei, strictly and strictly inspected.

While eating, Xiong Dongyu also asked Lang Xin and Gou Fei, who were standing behind him: "Do you know why the second master sent them on the road?"

Lang Xin and Gou Fei, one shook his head, the other shook his tail, and both replied: "The disciple doesn't know." ”

Xiong Dongwei rubbed the bare, bald, shiny, and shiny forehead, and patiently explained to them: "You people, who have been with the second master for more than 20 years, have a group of dead friends under your hands, and their power in the 'Crazy Lion Hall' has long been big, and now they are fighting with the leaders of the foreign family like Wei Chibei, and the ambition of the wolf is obvious;

When Lang Xin and Gou Fei heard Second Master Xiong's words, they broke out in cold sweat in their hearts, palms of their hands, and hearts of their feet.

At the dinner table, Buber, who had a gloomy face, was still happily carrying out the autopsy work, and was very busy.

Xiong Dongwei was full of wine and food, and when he walked out of the "Crazy Lion Hall", the smell of blood inside had already spread several miles away with the wind, and Xiong Erye walked aimlessly along the gravel road in the garden.

However, the sound of his footsteps alarmed the two young men and women who were close to me and me under the plum tree.

The couple stretched out their heads to see who was coming, but they saw Xiong Dongzhen.

"Second brother!" both of them hurriedly stood up, and the handsome man with a sable squat on his shoulder called respectfully, casually sticking an unsheathed sword at his waist.

The girl was as pink as a butterfly, her childish eyes just blinked, and she bowed to Xiong Dong slightly.

Xiong Dongzhen didn't say anything, just chatted with them casually and humorously, and then returned to his "Crazy Lion Hall" the same way.

On the way back, Xiong Dongzhen kept thinking in his heart-

- This little white face is Yang Yijie, the thirteenth master, and he is the intelligent and loyal henchman cultivated by the third master Antonye. When the old dragon head Yun Feiyang was alive, he also favored Dugu Jianshuai very much, and even pampered him to the point that even his three major personal disciples "Three Tigers of Kanto" were blushing, but Yang Yijie did rarely disappoint the masters, and the tasks assigned to him by the "Great Wind Hall" were rarely completed.

As for the pink-looking sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, her name is Little Dragonfly (see the volumes of "Gongzi Yu" and "Broken Soul Dart"), and she is the only remaining bloodline of the "Plum Blossom Dart Game".

Xiong Dongwei only glanced at the little dragonfly, and Xiong Dongjiao, who had just eaten and drunk, had a sense of hunger and thirst. Her face is really jade bones and ice muscles, and she has just grown up, with a kind of charm that has not yet grown. She still has almost invisible rouge on her lips, right? The woman is a person who pleases herself, probably because of Yang Yijie's little white face, right? That little rabbit cub is really a beautiful blessing! Hmph! One day......

As soon as he walked into the room just now, he saw Buber crouching in the corner with his head in his hands on his face, his eyes were timid, and his whole body was shaking up and down, and on the long table beside him were two kitchen knives with curled blades and piles of corpses separated from flesh and bones.

"Are you scared?" Xiong Dong touched his bald head and asked Buber, who was trembling like chaff.

"Yes...... Yes......" Buber, who was cowering in the corner of the room, pointed to the blood basin and messy flesh on the table with a frightened face: "There are many deaths here...... I'm so scared......"

Xiong Dong's two lion eyes narrowed into a slit, he could see that the other party's panic and fear were not pretended at all, Buber was really frightened, and even under his crotch, there was a pool of yellow urine. Xiong Dongwei tilted his head and asked, "Do you know who killed my ten subordinates here just now?"

"I ...... I know...... It's Buhang Street...... He just took two kitchen knives and slashed around...... He ...... the ten big men who were talking and laughing and eating porridge They were all hacked to death...... "The more Buber spoke, the more frightened he became, the more he spoke, the more frightened he became.

Xiong Dong was terrified, and pretended to be angry and asked, "Then why don't you stop that cloth street from committing murder?"

"I stopped it...... Every time he comes out to kill people...... I stopped him and persuaded him......" Buber's eyes became more and more fragmented, and even his voice became more and more sloppy: "I stopped him just now and persuaded him...... He will murder me...... He's going to cut me with a kitchen knife...... Fortunately, Lord Bu Xu Dongbu came out and stopped him...... Otherwise he's really going to kill my ......"

"Bu Xu moves...... Who is he?" Xiong Dongzhen became more and more interested in the stiff Buber in front of him.

"Bu Xu Dong is a good official, he is very majestic, very powerful, every time Bu Xing Street sees Lord Bu, he is so frightened that he disappears......" As soon as he mentioned "Bu Xu Dong", Bu Bo's eyes were full of admiration, and his body limbs and voice were not as trembling as before.

"Buhang Street...... Bu Xu moved ......" Xiong Dongwei pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked sharply, "Then who are you?"

Buber was asked by the thunderbolt on this sunny day, and his legs were so frightened that he fell to his knees, and he kept flinching, and stammered: "Villain...... The villain is a cloth for fun......"

Xiong Dongwei stepped forward and grabbed Buber's collar and asked like a lion: "You are Bu Fun, then who is Buber?

The cheers continued, and Buber, who was frightened, suddenly changed his face, replaced by a desolate face, as if he had changed a person in the lightning, Xiong Dong's heart moved, and he involuntarily let go of his big hand.

I saw Buber move to the window in a daze, looking at the gray sky outside with desolate eyes, and muttering to himself: "Who is Buber, who is Buber, who is I, who am I, who am I, who is ......" (end of the volume)