"Are you a little irrational about me saying that I am so violent to a stone strip?"

The cook pulled up the kitchen knife from the stone strip and started to talk to himself. Originally, even if the meat was chopped, his kitchen knife was not stained with oil, but at this time, it seemed that he had just licked a living person, with blood on it and very fierce.

The feldspar strips on the end that were chopped and forked seemed to shake, and the blood patterns on the surface twisted strangely, like countless blood-red long insects, which seemed to be alive, and the place where the cook was chopped open was like a physical injury and blood was flowing like a flow.

A thick blood-colored mist gushed out, with a fishy smell, but this smell made Ku Ding excited.

He stepped on the stone strip, as if he was stepping on some creature under his feet, and his face was ridiculed and his eyes were provocative, as if everything he had lived so far.

"Draw my origin? Do you mean my blood? Haha... I just borrowed you the courage, do you dare, Sun sells fish."

As the blood flowed out of the place where the cook chopped open gradually thinned, the fog also faded from the blood red. After that, there was only some water vapor that was not even fog, and even the blood patterns on the feldstone strips were much less.

"The time is here, Angelica is unstoppable"

The blood lines seemed to be getting thinner and thinner. After revealing this line of words, they twisted and spelled out the last word, and finally disappeared.

"die"

The last word, the last stroke of death, was not outlined, and the half-threatening tone was a little shriveled. The atmosphere was obviously not created, let alone the ones that were about Ku Ding.

The Butcher ignored this. After seeing that there was no movement at all, his foot stepped on it and slammed the stone with a fierce force. Countless insect eggs of rice grains were exposed in the gravel, most of which had become empty orifices and had long been dead.

"Human pupa sacrifice, blood-patterned stone, is there a hangling ghost? Sun sells fish, it's a very evil way. When I dig your grave, dig your grave, and lure your soul to make wine and drinks. Don't kneel down and beg me to spare you."

As the feldstone strip was stomped by Ku Ding, there was no trace of mist in the pit. Ku Ding looked up and showed a very plain smile as he spoke, as if he was for someone to see. Then he bounced his body, stepped on the wall of the pit, and then returned to the mountain bag after a few relays.

At this time, most of the people had already surrounded the pit. The blood mist just now shot into the sky, which shocked everyone. Seeing the chef suddenly jumping out, a guy almost couldn't help but pull the semi-automatic in his hand, but was pressed down by Jin Li.

"Everyone stood here and came to me one by one."

The request of Ku Ding was a little confused, but the blood mist just now was nothing to Ku Ding, but he didn't think so about others. No one knew what was born in the pit, but blood rushed up, maybe he had chopped something down there, but he didn't see the kitchen knife in Ku Ding's hand still bloody.

Jin Li nodded, and at the end of the day he looked at Meng Po. His eyes were inquiring and quite interesting, which made the Butcher sigh in his heart. It was obviously Jin Li was shocked by Meng Po for no reason. He had begun to focus on Meng Po's decision. He was obviously the biggest one. Should he be more domineering in the future?

As for the group of friends, although they didn't know what the Ku Ding was going to do, everyone was still gathered and walked up to him one by one. Ku Ding just asked someone to open his mouth and raise his tongue. Meng Po helped him follow him, just look at it, and let him go to the other side and then look at the next one.

It was obviously looking for something. Although everyone was not sure, Jin Li and Lao Qi took the lead in doing it, and the others didn't say anything. After halfway through the crowd, a guy suddenly came out and rushed down the mountain. When Jin Li realized, his eyes flashed and saw Meng Po like black lightning, he had already arrived at the mate. Before he rushed into the thick fog, he pressed the guy's head and pushed him to the ground.

What is even more amazing is that Meng Po almost carried the guy's neck and lifted him back. You know, this guy has at least 140 kilograms. Even Jin Li and his men have practiced it. If you want to bring a living person back with one hand, only a few can do it. It's not Meng Po's disgusting and relaxed look.

After this trip, the degree and strength were fully demonstrated, and everyone was impressed. Meng Po was so unintentional to get into the willows.

The guy who pressed his head to the ground and rubbed his face with blood and threw it in front of Ku Ding. Meng Po took a wet wipe and wiped his slender hands, then walked to Ku Ding's side, and his face turned and bloomed like a flower.

"Didn't run away~"

This way, if you praise me quickly, I will bite you if you don’t praise me, it’s also cute. If you don’t consider her behavior that is more rude than a strong man just now, it would be very popular.

Jin Li could tell at a glance that this guy was the last guy to join his team. He remembered that this guy was named Sun Xiangrui, and he was introduced by someone with some identities in Xianledu. He had some skills, didn't talk much, and was diligent, but he didn't expect that he was an insider.

However, before Jin Li could speak, Ku Ding had already squatted down and pinched Sun Xiangrui's mouth open. His understanding of the human body structure was already vulgar. He could resist. He pointed at his throat and made Sun Xiangrui stick out his tongue directly.

Although Meng Po took a lot of strength to start her hand, she was enough to press Sun Xiangrui to squirt blood. When his tongue was stretched out, there was an extra piece of flesh under the bloody tongue than ordinary people, and it suddenly looked like two tongues.

"Dangling ghost?"

Meng Po knew what this meant, and she seemed to be about to step on Sun Xiangrui's head when she raised her foot, but was stopped by the chef.

"You, don't always use violence to solve things, let's talk first."

The butcher who stood up reached out and flicked Meng Po’s forehead.

Jin Li next to him didn't understand the meaning of the hanging tongue ghost, but he knew that the insects on Ning Meng's body should be Sun Xiangrui's hands.

"Mr. Ding, my subordinates, please leave it to me for treatment. Don't worry, I will give you an explanation tomorrow morning."

No matter what they do, 360 or 360 things are disgusted with the word "insider". Even if an insider stands on the good side, he will not be favored by people most of the time. For those who are already standing at the junction of good and evil, there is no need to mention the insider. The other guys also know the identity of Sun Xiangrui at this moment. Most of these people know what to know and what not to know. After Jin Li waved his hand, they all did their own things.

But Ku Ding shook his head.

"You can't handle this thing. If you want to see it, take him and get into a trap with me."
Chapter completed!