Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

Chapter 986 Kowloon Butcher Chef

"To make friends...do you need to bring a crazy person?"

despair……

The footsteps sounded gradually, and the steps were very heavy, but the echo of stepping on the ground was not as dull as the sound. It felt like stepping on the ground hard, but the weight could not give a proportional feedback.

However, every step of the foot was accompanied by a hissing sound, the sound of heavy objects being dragged on the sand.

Although every sound is weird, people don't feel any discomfort when they hear it. It is obvious that these are ordinary sounds and do not pose a threat to people.

It walked very slowly. Even if Lin Fan was silent for a minute, the other party could not get out of the darkness in front of it. Lin Fan motioned for several people to follow him, slowly continued to move forward, and then responded:

"Misunderstanding, its madness is just an illness caused by longing. It is a special... way of expressing emotions. If you listen to rumors, I am afraid it will be wrong."

"It hit me."

"..."

Lin Fan glanced sideways at Bai Ling'er, such an important thing, why don't you need to tell it in advance?

But Bai Ling'er did not disappoint Lin Fan. It wore a Tiga mask, and could still tell the word doubt from the small movement of its head. Obviously... it had fought too many weirdos and remembered the opponent.

The old man asked secretly:

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember. Think about it, it was the only one who lost the battle back then."

"I didn't lose that match. When I got tired of killing, I went back to Xiaoyao Island."

"That's fine. If it doesn't eat the toast, it will be fined..."

The old man felt comfortable. With Bai Ling'er in charge, it seemed that he was bound to get these strange mushrooms.

But Bai Ling'er was even more confused. It murmured in a low voice: "This is even weirder. Kui seems to be very strong. Why don't I have any impression..."

"Of course you are not impressed."

despair…

Hiss…

A breeze blew over everyone, and Lin Fan's loose top fluttered gently. In the shadow in front of him, there was an extremely blurry black shadow, which looked particularly suffocating in the dust in the sky.

"In order to suppress the Nine Dragons Body, I used eight sources. How about... let's fight again here?"

The black shadow gradually became clearer, and the thin and strong Weird slowly walked out. Its skin was loose, like a starved Wei, but the loose inside had a sense of dissolved muscles. If those liquid-like muscles were strengthened, they could even A figure comparable to that of a general.

The frame is also far larger than that of ordinary people. The height alone is more than 2.8 meters, and Lin Fan has to raise his head slightly to look at him.

It was supposed to be strong, but its muscles were dissolving, its skin was loose, it had a sickly appearance, and it had an extremely strong aura. These two extreme deviations stopped Lin Fan and others in their tracks.

As it appeared step by step, the heavy object being dragged behind it gradually became clearer.

A rectangular wooden block with various kitchen utensils placed on it. On the chopping board are strange and lively beating limbs, as well as a single beating human heart.

The strange stump looked familiar yet extremely strange.

Everyone present felt a sense of familiarity, but if they thought about it carefully, they couldn't remember anything.

There is also a writing brush placed next to the arm. My arm wants to touch the writing brush, but there always seems to be an insurmountable distance between the two and it cannot be touched no matter what.

The distance between the kitchen utensils is not far, and as the wood moves, they all swing unsteadily, but the magic is that, like the arms and the brush, they never come into contact.

Kui, whose muscles were dissolving, dragged the extremely heavy wood and came to Lin Fan step by step.

He clearly said that Bai Ling'er had beaten it, but when he looked at Bai Ling'er, he didn't show any hatred.

"Welcome to Kowloon Butcher Chef."

There are no terror rules here, and there is no white mist partition. Not even a human can be seen, but Kui still gave this place a name.

Moreover, several of them have seen the world, from the Four Evils of Xiang Region to the Smiling Buddha, they have seen many destroyed cities.

In Lin Fan's eyes, this leader was not considered strong.

At least judging from the appearance and smell, the other party couldn't even keep up with the banished immortal when he was angry.

But it dared to look directly at Bai Ling'er, and even teased him about having a fight with him.

At that time, he was banished to immortals every time, and even if he had a temper, he was beaten until he felt comfortable.

How could the other party be so arrogant?

"People who come to my place can only do two things. They can either bring ingredients for me to process and have dinner together; or they can buy ingredients."

"As for making friends, I don't want to be friends with weird people who have no characteristics. This little lunatic has some characteristics, but not as many as generals. He is not worthy for the time being, but..."

Kui glanced at Lin Fan gently, there was no sarcasm on his face, he was as calm as looking at the air.

It wasn't that it didn't want to ridicule Lin Fan, but it just couldn't get enough of it. Humans were nothing more than bait, and talking to it was just to give Bai Ling'er face.

Bai Ling'er wouldn't answer, because it was following Lin Fan for two reasons. One was to see the strange advancement of the contract, and the other was to fulfill the promise for the general and protect the safety of Lin Fan and others.

As for negotiations, whether we can get the props we deserve is what humans should think about.

There are characteristics...

Lin Fan believed that as long as he released the ghosts and dragons in his body, his characteristics would instantly appear.

But it is difficult to guarantee whether the other party will be of the same type of weirdness as the Immortal.

According to the banished immortal, there was a group of strange people ten thousand years ago. They made some decision to kill the emperor's descendants. It is not rational to take risks with them.

"If you buy it, where are your ingredients?"

Lin Fan originally wanted to get closer, but now he can't, so he can only talk about business.

After saying this, Kui pulled the wood hard and laid it aside. Then the tall and thin creature used the hand that dragged the wood to pick up the huge bone-cutting knife. There was a loud sound, and the blade vibrated in the air. Lin Fan, who was standing more than ten meters away, could feel his cheeks numb.

The bone-cutting knife is about one meter long including the handle, and its width is an exaggerated two meters, only about 80 centimeters shorter than Kui.

Kui held it firmly in his palm, pointed at Bai Ling'er, and asked in a calm tone:

"Do you want ingredients, or... humans do."

"Everyone in our group wants the same thing."

Lin Fan did not specifically state that he wanted it, but instead emphasized that they were a team, in order to eliminate Kui's prejudice against humans.

"A group? Ha, that's okay."

Kui sneered, grabbed the arm that wanted to hold the brush, and slammed it on the chopping board.

"The city-destroying arm will process 30 instead of 80."

"The trick brush that destroys the city will cost 20 million instead of 110."

"If you don't process 1 kidneys of the Yancheng Silent Bone Smoke Bird, you can process 200 million."

"The scabbard of the city-destroying secret sword will cost 300 million instead of 1800 million."

……

From meat to offal to various props, this is its "ingredient list", and the differences between processed and unprocessed are also different.

Every one of them is weird and horrifying to listen to.

The further you go, the more expensive the processing fee becomes, and even further down the line, it actually reaches the standard of hundreds of millions.

This is the weird world, and there are only a few weird figures who are qualified and can afford to process it.

The old man didn't listen and was stunned. He didn't expect that the processing fee... was more profitable than the Youcai Ming Ticket.

They have to earn 20 yuan, 20 yuan, look at this leader, one processing, directly hundreds of millions.

What kind of blue city and wild forest are there, and what kind of lottery tickets are there for the underworld?

Just become a chef.

Adhering to the principle of asking if you don't understand, and to prevent his brothers from asking such low-level questions, the old man took the initiative and asked in a very soft voice.

"What is this processing for?"

"It's processed so that it won't be noticed by the living host, won't be counterattacked by the weird aura inside, or won't dissipate, that's all."

"Huh? The hosts of these wreckage are still alive?"

"most."

You...why weren't you beaten to death?