Tick, tick, tick.

When the big back head regained consciousness, the only sound of water droplets lingered in his ears.

Soon, he realized that he was in a very awkward body odor. He instinctively wanted to get rid of this uncomfortable state, but found that his hands were tied behind him by something, and the liquid mixed with a stimulating smell touched his body, leaving only his head outside.

The big back suddenly woke up.

If he remembered correctly, before losing consciousness, he opened the door to his room and chatted with the girl in the music area.

"You're awake."

The voice coming from the top of his head attracted the attention of his big head. As soon as he looked up, he saw the girl supporting her hands on the edge of the oil tank, looking at him with a smile on his head.

What's going on?

This scene made Dabutai recall some scripts containing the elements of the sick that he had been exposed to before, but his relationship with this girl has never been so familiar with it. This level of prank is too outrageous.

"Don't be nervous, otherwise your flesh will become sour. Don't worry, I will be here to stay with you until then."

The playful smile and gentle voice seemed to be interactions between couples.

But what this girl said was not sweet at all.

"Stop kidding, the dinner is about to begin!"

"Don't worry, the guests are all here, and the process of savoring is essential before the food is served."

The girl's words made Big Boy gradually realize the seriousness of the problem. He put all his strength into his body and suddenly stood up from the oil tank.

Everything that caught his eye further confirmed his speculation.

This is not a room in the hotel. Chopping boards, knives and stoves can be seen everywhere. The oil cylinder is located near the corner of the room. There are several similar oil cylinders, but the openings of several other oil cylinders are sealed by the lids, so I can't see the situation inside clearly for a while.

However, while he made a sound, several oil cylinders next to him vibrated slightly.

However, I can guarantee that this is definitely not the most terrifying scene in the kitchen. In addition to the girl he talks to, there are several chefs in the kitchen. He saw the chef skillfully play an anchor who was with him on the chopping board. The latter widened his eyes, and he didn't know if it was sauce or tears on his face.

Rather than being the back kitchen, this place is more like a slaughterhouse, and the anchors who attended the party have become the ingredients in the eyes of each other.

"Oh, they're preparing for the first plate."

The girl did not hide at all, but instead introduced him, "The first plate has high requirements for the meat quality of the ingredients. You must not meet the standards of the first plate, but don't be discouraged. They are all very experienced chefs and will definitely make the best use of all the characters here."

He opened his big back and opened his mouth, but he didn't even say a word.

He thought this must be a nightmare. He probably slept too late yesterday and accidentally squinted. When he woke up, he would find that he was still in the hotel room.

Immediately afterwards, he watched the chef raise the kitchen knife in his hand high and hang on the neck of the anchor who had completely lost his ability to resist on the chopping board.

Start with it...

"Stay someone under the knife!"

An Ling blurted out a sentence that successfully made everyone in the kitchen focus on her.

She followed a monster and walked all the way here, but she never expected that before she could enter the door, she saw such a powerful scene, so that she couldn't help but shout.

If it was one second in the evening, the knife would probably have to "cub" the ingredients cleanly.

Although I stopped the Yisha Monster for the time being, the most troublesome part was the part - including the anchor girl next to the oil tank, there were a total of four Yisha Monsters in the kitchen.

If there were only one or two, she could find a way to catch the other party off guard, but the four-headed monsters were far beyond her ability.

All the monsters stared at An Ling, waiting for her next sentence.

It can be foreseen that once there is any mistake in her next sentence, the hanging kitchen knife will eventually fall to the position it originally slashed towards.

"Raise, Inari God!"

An Ling straightened his tongue and said nonsense, "I just met a guest on the road. He said he wanted to taste some living souls first!"

To be honest, An Ling was actually not satisfied with this statement, but now she couldn't think of any other excuses to gain the belief of the eccentric monster for a moment.

The chef who raised the knife looked at An Ling deeply again, and then the kitchen knife in his hand quickly fell down.

The blade finally landed a few centimeters in front of the anchor's neck.

"hiss--!"

An Ling took a breath of cold air. As for the unlucky person who was placed on the chopping board, he had his eyes turned and was so scared that he fainted.

At least it worked.

In fact, when she saw the chef swing the knife, she got goosebumps all over. If this knife was implemented, she would probably have been in a nightmare for more than a month.

"I understand, please let the guest wait, and the ingredients will be delivered soon."

An Ling's words are not that difficult to understand for the erratic monster.

Just like humans, different monsters also have their own preferences. Some tribes like high-end dishes that have been carefully conditioned, and some monsters like the most primitive taste of the ingredients, especially for those monsters who like to devour the soul, the ingredients that are alive are often more attractive.

Before today's banquet arrived, Huanyou emphasized to them the particularity of the guests this time. For the sake of the longer-term interests of the alliance, they must do their best to entertain the guests this time.

"Or you're ready, I'll deliver it to that guest myself."

An Ling plucked the courage to shake the magic bag in her hand, "I'm better at dealing with the ingredients that are alive."

The witch's trick.

Although they were not happy to see a witch breaking into their kitchen, they had to admit that at the level of mind control, witches did possess talents that other tribes could not reach.

An Ling slowly walked to the fainting female anchor, stuffed the magic bag in her hand into the pocket on the inside of the other party's clothes. With a few spells, the female anchor opened her eyes that had become vague, and sat up from the chopping board with stiff movements like a puppet.

She lowered her head and followed An Ling staggeringly.

Seeing this, the chef of the strange-shaped chef had to speak, "Then I'll trouble you."

They are good at seasoning and cooking ingredients, and this trick is a bit difficult for them.

The plan miraculously succeeded.

But even so, she couldn't fundamentally solve the problem - those oil cylinders and other weird-looking bottle tubes were anchors who came to the party with them, and sooner or later these people would be pushed onto the chopping board.

She can't take everyone away from here with the same reason, right?

After taking the anchor for a while, An Ling saw that there was no one around, she calmly untie the heart control technique, and the anchor who had lost control fell forward straight.

"Bang--!"

This fall woke the female anchor up. She was shocked at first, and then her body shrank into the corner like a frightened kitten.

"Time is limited, I will only say it once."

An Ling took a deep breath and said, "I will find a way to lure the stymi on the first floor. You can take the opportunity to sneak out - don't call the police after slipping away. Go to xxx community on xxx Street to find a person named Gu Yun. Do you understand?"

However, the female anchor did not answer. She fully explained the state of being dumbfounded by her practical actions.

This made An Ling suddenly feel that it was a bit unreliable to hand over such an important task to the other party.

"If I don't understand, I'll say it again..."

This time, the female anchor finally reacted.

She stretched out her hand and pointed in the direction above An Ling's head in horror.

An Ling was shocked and turned her head to look in the direction the other party pointed.

At this moment, there was also a huge eye on the ceiling of the corridor staring at her.
Chapter completed!