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Yang Shuhang ate the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth a few bites, and said in a low voice, "We still have a companion, he is an ordinary person, he is gone now!"

The young man frowned when he heard the words, and Shen Mian beside him let out a "tsk".

"I shouldn't have listened to you and dragged him into this mess."

Yang Shuhang said displeased: "At the beginning, I didn't expect that things would turn out like this."

"Are you talking about the guy who asked me for a stool just now?" the young man asked.

After the two nodded, Shen Mian added: "He and Lord Lu have the same name and surname. We suspected that they might be the same person."

"Back then?" The young man keenly grasped the hesitation in his tone, "Now you don't doubt it anymore?"

"That's not true..." Yang Shuhang thought for a while, "It's hard to say... He looks like an ordinary person, but it's a coincidence that his name is the same as Master Lu's, and he looks quite similar. "

"The main reason is that they are very similar in length, and one is handsome and the other is ordinary. It's also quite impressive." Shen Mian sighed with a miraculous expression on her face.

Is this the point?

Yang Shuhang glanced at Shen Mian, and Shen Mian shrugged at him.

"If it's the same person, with the ability of your Lord Lu, it's not dangerous here. If it's an ordinary person, maybe he didn't come in at all." The young man explained, pointing to a mochi ball and said: "This is good. Eat it!"

He ate very fast, and he almost ate up the snacks on the table in just a short while.

But now even Shen Mian, the investor, doesn't care about the food on the table, and Yang Shuhang just pointed at himself when he heard the words.

"But I'm also an ordinary person. Is it not ordinary to have a live broadcast system?"

Shen Mian cast a glance at him, and really wanted to say: You are the only other world anchor in the whole dimension, who is special if you are not special?

But the words turned around on the lips, and the exit changed.

"Do you think your one-week assault training was for nothing? Yang Shuhang, Yang Shuhang."

"It doesn't feel like it's working. Before, I didn't even talk about the whole process of paddling. I even had to ask myself and the audience what happened..." Yang Shuhang said with an indescribable expression.

"That's purely because the incident you participated in is beyond your ability. You should be thankful for saving your life." The young man who stuffed the last bite of food into his mouth said vaguely, grabbed the I took a few sips of juice.

He patted his stomach, which didn't change after eating three or four people's food in one go, and sighed with satisfaction, "I can work when I'm full."

Shen Mian glanced at the messy desktop.

"Sooner or later, you will be poor by yourself."

Accompanied by his voice, there was a harsh and sharp creaking sound.

At this time, Yang Shuhang was still thinking about whether Xiao Lu didn't come in, which meant that he was not Master Lu, but just an ordinary person, so this voice startled him who was unprepared.

What's more important is that the voice was very close to him, and he turned his head in the direction of the voice like lightning, the action was so violent that he almost twisted his neck.

The young man still maintained the movement of touching his stomach with one hand, but with the other hand he was pressing a huge gray-haired mouse, and it was this mouse that made the squeaking sound.

The part of this gray mouse that does not count the tail is about the length of the forearm. A pair of bright white front teeth gleamed with a sharp luster. Its claws struggled to pull the tabletop, sending stone chips flying from the stone tabletop.

The young man subdued this small beast-like animal with just two fingers. He pressed his fingers slightly with a careless face, and accompanied by a crisp crunching sound, the big rat writhed convulsively. After two strokes, the whole body collapsed.

The young man let go of his hand holding the gray mouse, and the unsupported mouse slid down from the table, turning into a puff of gray smoke and disappearing without a trace before landing on the ground.

The noise on the snack street was still there. If there was not a shallow hole left on the table in front of me, it would be as if the previous incident had never happened.

"Your hand..." Yang Shuhang quickly noticed that the young man, who looked calm and calm, had black air entangled between the fingers that held the gray mouse before.

His fingers trembled slightly as if they were in extreme pain, and Shen Mian who was beside him reacted quickly and took out a piece of talisman paper from his body.

Yang Shuhang on the side was not idle either, the moment Shen Mian took out the talisman paper, he knew what he was going to do.

So when Shen Mian shook the talisman paper in the air and the yellow talisman ignited spontaneously, he had already taken an empty paper bowl and poured the unfinished mineral water into it.

This paper bowl has been filled with cumin potatoes before. Although the potatoes have been eaten, the oil, water and seasonings are still on the bottom of the bowl. After being washed by the water, the cumin seeds and spices in the bowl float together with the oil. Rolling and flowing with the water waves, the mess looks very greasy.

Shen Mian glanced at the paper bowl that Yang Shuhang pushed over, and asked suspiciously, "What enmity do you have? What resentment?"

"No enmity." Yang Shuhang replied blankly, and then pushed the things towards him, urging him: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, you're almost burned."

The size of this talisman paper is about the size of a piece of yellow paper, but its burning speed is as magical as the way it is ignited.

Just as the two of them were talking for a moment, the flames had already engulfed most of the paper.

Shen Mian quickly threw the paper talisman into the paper bowl Yang Shuhang handed over.

We all know that when fire meets water, the fire goes out.

But the moment Shen Mian threw the burning talisman paper in, a flame nearly three meters high rose from the paper bowl.

Even though there is some fat floating in the bowl, but cooking oil is not gasoline, this phenomenon is not normal.

What's more, the three-meter-long flame body existed for more than ten seconds, and what was even more miraculous was that during this time, the paper bowl, which was essentially a piece of paper, remained unscathed.

It's a pity that none of the three people expressed any praise for this magical scene, and the young man even showed a disgusted expression.

After the flames died down, the paper bowl revealed a tan gel spread on the bottom of the bowl.

Shen Mian took a look at the final product and frowned.

"Sure enough, there are still too many impurities. I don't know how much it will be useful."

As he spoke, he scraped off the gel, grabbed the young man who was trying to escape, grabbed his hand, and wiped the gel on.

"Stop! I don't want to wipe this shit-colored thing!" The young man stretched out his hand and grabbed Shen Mian's hand, yelling.

"Have you ever smelled such a smell of shit?" Shen Mian, who hadn't been able to apply medicine to him for a long time, had obvious cramps on his forehead.

"Of course there is! There is a piece of dragon king dung hidden in the home of an old member of the association. It is the best incense!"

Seeing that he was retreating steadily, the relatively small young man had already started to use both hands and feet, and for a while he was even able to fight Shen Mian who couldn't let go of his hands and feet.

Shen Mian immediately started calling for rescuers outside the venue, "Yang Shuhang! Go and catch him!"

Yang Shuhang stood up and walked to the two of them, but instead of restraining the struggling young man as Shen Mian said, he patted Shen Mian on the shoulder instead.

"Stop messing around!" Yang Shuhang's voice trembled slightly, "Things seem to be a little wrong."

Shen Mian raised her head upon hearing this, and looked in Yang Shuhang's direction.

Under the dark night sky, the snack street full of light bulbs seems to be the only light source in this world.

There seemed to be more and more "people" walking around, the noisy "people", the enthusiastic yelling of vendors, and the sound of customers eating, mixed with the tempting food aroma and strong bloody smell floating in the air.

In this seemingly ordinary lively scene, it seems that something is silently fermenting and deteriorating, rotting into mud, and turning into a hotbed of pain in pregnancy.

Then, the boss of Niutou, who sells cold beef, climbed onto the cutting board by himself after selling the stewed beef.

The customers huddled around it, laughing at the part that told it they wanted it.

The white knife light slashed across its body, and slices of bloody meat slipped from his body and fell into the dinner plate on one side.

It cuts its own flesh and blood without changing its expression, and serves them to its customers with a smile.

As the flesh and blood on his body disappeared piece by piece, the life of the bull head vendor finally came to an end. It let go, and the blood-stained kitchen knife fell to the ground, and was picked up by a small hand.

The one who picked up the kitchen knife was also a tauren, but it was relatively small and looked like a minor.

It walked up to the big tauren silently with a knife in its hand, and after staring at the dead body for a moment, he waved the kitchen knife in his hand and slashed at the dead big tauren.

A smile exactly the same as that of the big tauren appeared on the long bull face.

It kindly asked the surrounding customers, disintegrated the body of the big tauren coldly, and watched the customers feasting on it, their faces were covered with blood.

This kind of scene didn't just happen at the beef stall, it washed up the whole snack street like a plague.

The duck neck seller turned himself into a duck neck, the fried chicken seller jumped into the frying pan, and the fresh fruit juice seller turned himself into a bloody mess.

Every customer was stained with flesh and blood, they greedily swallowed the corpses of the vendors, and even a large number of customers directly lay down on the bodies of the vendors to eat.

Even the three-meter-high flames that suddenly appeared on Yang Shuhang's side didn't disturb their interest in eating.

There are still people coming and going on the snack street, and the laughter and laughter under the bright lights can hardly conceal the excitement, but the aroma of the food can no longer conceal the rich aroma of blood.

Yang Shuhang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and slowly retreated behind Shen Mian and the young man.

Suddenly, I felt a little envious of Xiao Lu who couldn't enter because he was an ordinary person. It's great not to have to encounter these things.

But in fact, Xiao Lu or "Lu Jie" has already come in.

He had already noticed it before the opponent covered the field, and the first time he noticed it, he subconsciously restrained his whole body's strength, and was rejected as an ordinary person like this.

So when he saw the three of them disappearing in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye, he was in a daze, and it took him a long time to realize what happened belatedly.

As a result, the owner of this area actually closed the door? !When he tried to sneak in, he happened to hear them discussing himself, so he didn't approach them as soon as he turned his head.

He turned his head and found a place to cat up. He had been watching the play for a long time.

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