Chapter 112 The meat in our house is really delicious

After saying that, the proprietress left as if fleeing, but the group of waiters at the door did not disperse.

They stood there expressionless, like a row of soulless mannequins in a shop window, blocking the corridor. Dozens of eyes, empty yet stubborn, were fixed on the bubbling hot pot of red oil on the table.

In everyone's eyes, there was an almost devout longing.

"What...what do they want to do?" Ah-chan asked in a low voice, his voice trembling with tears, the fear in his eyes almost tangible.

No one answered.

At that moment, the Adam's apple bobbed up and down in the throat of a young male waiter who was closest to the door, as if he were swallowing unconsciously.

He stared intently at the slices of meat bobbing in the pot, his lips moving as he repeated, word by word, in a dry, hoarse voice:

"Give it a try..."

The sound was like a switch.

A waitress with a ponytail next to him stared blankly at the plate of freshly cut meat in front of Xie Xun, her lips twitching upwards in an extremely slow, stiff arc.

Then she spoke, her voice carrying an uncomfortably sticky quality, "Yeah, try it, it's delicious..."

A slightly plump middle-aged woman next to them kept staring at the piece of meat in the pot, which was curling up slightly as it cooked. Her eyes were glazed over, and her lips trembled as she said, "Eat it...it's so tender...it melts in your mouth..."

A young waiter next to her chimed in, "Try it, just one bite..."

This group of people blocked the doorway, refusing to come in, just urging me on and on like a chant. Their voices weren't loud, but they were dense and intrusive, sending chills down my spine.

It's as if they'd eat something so delicious they'd want to swallow their tongue, and if they didn't, they'd regret it for the rest of their lives.

Ah-Can huddled behind Liu Xiuyuan, her voice trembling, "Why...why are they so persistent?"

Lin Huairou clicked her tongue, showing no fear whatsoever, but rather becoming intrigued.

She reached behind her waist and quickly pulled out two yellow talismans, her eyes sparkling. "Why waste words with them? Let me go and meet them, and find out what's really going on."

As the saying goes, all fear of the unknown stems from insufficient firepower.

Clearly, they are not lacking in firepower; on the contrary, they have plenty.

Fu Qinghuai alone could kill them with a single finger.

What's there to be afraid of?

Before she could rush forward, Zhou Wei grabbed her wrist, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Don't be impulsive! I don't want to write another report before I understand the situation."

"Isn't that clear?"

Lin Huairou pointed to the door, her face full of indignation, "There's obviously something wrong here!"

Xie Xun ignored their argument.

He noticed with his sharp eyes that the waiters were all staring intently at the oil dishes in front of each person. They stared even more intently at the dishes that were empty, and would make sounds like they were swallowing.

Fu Qinghuai had naturally discovered this long ago, but he remained unmoved, or rather, he was not afraid of these things at all.

Zhou Wei had also noticed this pattern.

The dish of oil in front of him was spotless, while the young male waiter at the door stared intently at him, his eyes red and his lips trembling.

"Have a bite..."

The waiter's voice grew hoarse, tinged with anxiety, "Just one bite...it's really delicious, you'll know once you take a bite..."

Just then, Lin Huairou suddenly tugged at Zhou Wei's sleeve and whispered, "Captain Zhou, look outside."

Through the waist-high glass partition, you can clearly see the lobby outside.

Almost every table was full, with steaming hot pots bubbling away, and diners engrossed in their food.

But upon closer inspection, something seems amiss.

Those people were eating with such intense focus, it was almost uncanny.

They didn't talk or use their phones; they just kept picking up meat, cooking it in the hot pot, and eating it, their movements were frighteningly synchronized.

One fat man didn't even use chopsticks; he just grabbed scalding hot slices of meat with his hands and stuffed them into his mouth, ignoring the blisters that formed on his lips.

What's even more terrifying is their gaze—empty and dull, yet filled with a fanatical satisfaction.

"My God!"

Ah-Can clutched Liu Xiuyuan's sleeve in terror, his face filled with fear, "Why are those people outside eating like they're starving ghosts being reincarnated..."

Suddenly, Fu Qinghuai chuckled softly, raised an eyebrow, and gestured for Xie Xun to look over.

"Did you see that bone on her plate? Doesn't it look like... a human arm?"

Everyone stared intently as the woman was gnawing on a long, thin bone with relish, though the shape of the joints looked quite bizarre.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Old Liu's face turned pale. "That...that must be lamb spine hot pot..."

He said those words, but his voice was trembling.

Xie Xun frowned, paused for a moment, then suddenly stood up, picked up the plate of freshly sliced ​​meat from the table, and walked towards the door. Fu Qinghuai raised an eyebrow at him, black energy swirling around his fingertips as he stood firmly behind Xie Xun.

"Excuse me," Xie Xun said to the waiter blocking the door.

Unexpectedly, the waiters quietly made way for them. Their eyes were fixed on the plate of meat, and they kept swallowing hard.

Xie Xun walked into the hall with the meat in a very open manner, followed closely by the others.

The hot pot restaurant was still packed, with each table filled with boiling red oil. People were dipping slices of meat in the broth and eating with great gusto.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that even though they were eating in a hurry, they all had smiles on their faces—the kind of fake smiles that came from extreme satisfaction.

"Oh My God……"

Ah-Can gripped Lao Liu's arm tightly, "Don't they feel the pain?"

Just then, the sound of the proprietress humming a song came from the kitchen, the tune light and lively.

A moment later she came out carrying a large plate of fresh sliced ​​meat, with a warm smile on her face.

"Why are all the bosses out here? Doesn't the hall get even livelier? Come on, come on, the freshly cut meat is on me!"

There was still something wriggling under the skin of her calves when she walked.

When the diners saw the meat she brought out, their eyes lit up with excitement, and they rushed to grab it.

Fu Qinghuai narrowed his eyes, staring at the table where meat had just been added.

A thin man grabbed a slice of meat and immediately stuffed it into his mouth. The surrounding diners didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it at all. They seemed to be used to it and kept their heads down eating, as if it didn't attract their attention at all.

The next second, a look of ecstasy appeared on the man's face. He slumped into the chair, his expression as blissful as if he had just inhaled a whole bag of drugs.

His eyes gradually became vacant.

But after a short while, he continued eating, even stuffing meat slices into his mouth repeatedly.

The proprietress watched this scene with great satisfaction, placing the freshly cut meat on the tables of several customers like a butterfly, before turning around and walking towards Xie Xun and his group with a sweet smile.

"Look, everyone says our meat is especially delicious. Don't you want to try some?"