Chapter 460

If you want to leave here, pass through the kitchen and enter the canteen under the eyes of three chefs, Hugo's talent is indispensable.

And all Wen Jianyan needed was to stop for a moment during the process, enter the cabinet and take away the props.

How simple.

"How about it?"

Wen Jianyan stared at Hugo in front of him with expectant eyes.

Hugo: "...I'm hurt."

"Oh," Wen Jianyan said with real sadness on his face, "What a pity."

The next second, his face switched to an eager expression again:

"How about it?"

"..."

Hugo stared at Wen Jianyan and said nothing for a long time.

【Above Integrity】Live broadcast room:

"Ah ah ah, Wen Jianyan, can you be any more inhumane!"

"Can you please be considerate to the wounded?"

"Hahahahaha, I'm laughing so hard, Brother Ku is speechless."

Hugo pressed his flank, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, he took a deep breath slowly, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:

"...one minute."

Wen Jianyan said he would stop as soon as he was ready.

He nodded immediately and agreed: "No problem! One minute is enough!"

"I knew that this little injury shouldn't hinder your performance."

The young man sighed sincerely:

"It's amazing. Such a difficult challenge, and still in an injured state... You are worthy of being one of the top five powerhouses in the Nightmare Ranking. There should be no one else in the entire dungeon who can do it except you."

Hugo: "..."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but he felt like his head was starting to hurt.

[Honesty comes first] Live broadcast room:

"…Wait a minute, why do these words sound familiar to me?"

"It sounds a bit familiar to me too."

"Fuck!!! That's what he said before when he tricked Orange Tang into completing a mission with him and assigned him the most dangerous job!"

"It's not like that! That's what he said!! Even the sentence structure didn't change!!"

"... Whenever I feel that the anchor is shameless enough, he can always bring me new surprises."

"shameless!"

Seeing Hugo standing upright while supporting the wall, Wen Jianyan came over and said:

"Shall I help you?"

Compared with just now, his attitude was a complete 180-degree turn, and he was incredibly kind and gentle.

Hugo: "...No need."

It's not an illusion.

"Zhiqua——"

With a faint, almost undetectable sound of metal friction, the iron door was pushed open through a gap.

Immediately afterwards, a smoke that could not be caught by sight diffused in from the darkness.

The iron door closed again.

The kitchen area is very large, the walls are covered with grease, there are countless kitchen utensils stacked on the stove, and everything is in a mess.

Compared with Wen Jianyan's memory, this place looks much shabby and dirty.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A dull dull sound came from not far away. The three chefs had their backs turned to them, wondering what they were busy with in front of the stove.

The figures of the two people were shrouded in smoke. Although they were clearly standing in the back kitchen, the three chefs did not seem to be aware of their presence.

"Which way to go?"

The fire at the cigarette butt flickered in the smoke, illuminating Hugo's face, which was getting paler due to excessive blood loss. His eyes wandered over the chefs, as if he was always on guard.

Wen Jianyan lowered his voice: "Go five meters to the left, then three meters forward, and turn right."

Although the kitchen has changed a lot compared to what he remembered, the layout has not changed. Wen Jianyan has a good memory - especially when he was chased out of eight miles by a monster here.

Every detail has already been firmly engraved in my memory.

only……

Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on the chefs not far away who had their backs to them.

His heartbeat quickened slightly.

What a coincidence that these chefs happened to be blocking their way.

No matter how reluctant Wen Jianyan was, if he wanted to get to where he wanted to go, he had to pass behind them.

Hugo nodded slightly.

He didn't seem too worried about it.

Under the shroud of smoke, the two took steps and walked forward cautiously.

"Bang, bang!"

As the distance got closer, the muffled sound became louder.

Wen Jianyan stared at the cold and fat back of the chef not far away and held his breath slightly.

The distance is getting closer, and then getting closer.

Soon, they came behind the chef.

The three chefs are all very large. When standing in front of the stove, they occupy almost half of the narrow passage, leaving only a small half of the space behind for people to pass.

In order to pass behind them, Wen Jianyan and Hugo had to turn sideways, close to the stove behind them, and move forward step by step.

The two of them moved gently and slowly without making any sound.

In front, the three chefs were still "working" without realizing it.

Wen Jianyan smelled the scent coming from them.

The smell was like a mixture of thick blood and oil smoke, emanating from the three huge bodies. It was strong, fishy, ​​and pungent.

When the two of them arrived directly behind the chef, suddenly, the chef in front seemed to feel something and stopped.

"..."

Wen Jianyan held his breath slightly, his whole body's nerves tense to the extreme.

The chef raised his head and seemed to be smelling the smell in the air.

The light flickered on and off, flickering above the head. Through the weak light, Wen Jianyan saw the chef's profile - surrounded by bloated fat, it was a face with flat features and no features.

Obviously there are no particularly obvious inhuman features, but it looks very strange and weird for no reason, giving people a chilling feeling.

Wen Jianyan was startled.

In this copy, there was another NPC who left a similar impression on him.

——The small supermarket owner.

The same flat, pale, featureless face looked almost like it was carved from the same mold as the cook in front of him.

The cook slowly turned around. His body was fat and heavy, and as he moved, he made dull thumping footsteps. Wen Jianyan felt that his heart was racing ahead and his nerves were tense.

Although Hugo leaned sideways on the stove with him, he still looked very calm.

As the cigarette butt lit up and went out, he silently and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. In an instant, the smoke that enveloped them and covered their bodies became thicker, and the two figures stood in the smoke.

, even the picture in the live broadcast room became less clear because of this.

The cook stopped.

He no longer sniffed the air, but stood still, seeming a little confused about this.

It seems that the sense of smell of these "cooks" is much sharper than that of ordinary NPCs, and they can even be uninterrupted by Hugo's talent to a certain extent - of course, if the intensity of the talent is increased closely, then,

They can still be interfered with.
To be continued...