Each dish that arrived on the table was a work of the chef's eerily confident skill, with each plate representing a different part of the body.
The originally burly man and the woman in a long skirt turned into more than twenty plates of food. Even the two close friends outside the house found it difficult to recognize the vague appearance of their former companions from the pieces of meat on the plates.
The voices, smiles and appearances of the past can only be recalled in my heart.
Of course, for the tall and thin man, these memories are not positive, but hatred.
Throughout the cooking process, he felt fear in his heart, but also a sense of relief at having avenged his great hatred.
The adulterous couple colluded with each other and used force to force him into the largest master bedroom, the most dangerous area with the highest probability of death.
From that moment on, there was no more affection.
Fortunately, he was lucky enough not to die, but the burly man and the woman in the long skirt died first.
At first, when he first entered the kitchen, he felt nauseous and very uncomfortable when he saw the weird chef using living people to cook.
But when he identified the ingredients clearly, his hatred dissipated, and he looked at the fat guy again, and actually found him a little more pleasing to the eye.
At this time, all the plates had been served. Fearing that these two people would be an eyesore to the distinguished guests, they were driven out by the weird chef after they finished their work.
The tall and thin man walked out with his head lowered.
The short-haired woman came out right after him. As soon as she stood still, she leaned weakly against the wall, her face looking terribly pale.
She had lost too much blood and was feeling dizzy.
If he hadn't been afraid of death and hadn't gritted his teeth to hold on, he would have fainted long ago.
"Are you okay?"
The tall and thin man reached out to steady her. After all, the two of them had experience in teaming up for field battles, so it was not easy for them to just sit back and watch.
Besides, the mission has been completed, so even if there have been any intrigues before, they can be put aside for now.
"It's okay... As long as the mission is completed and I can get out alive, that's all that matters."
The short-haired woman was breathing lightly and speaking weakly. She didn't dare to relax as long as she didn't see herself getting out alive.
"We should wait until they finish their meal, then we can leave."
The tall and thin man glanced at the closed dining room, frowned, and said in a low voice, "But I just took a peek at that distinguished guest... It seems to be the one who came in with us at the beginning."
"He's so capable that he can become a distinguished guest of Weird Hospitality."
He had never expected that a living person could become a strange guest.
What's the difference between that boss?
Hearing this, the short-haired woman's eyes were filled with resentment. She gathered her strength and snorted coldly, "That kid has absolutely no ability... He just bribed them with ghost money!"
The mission clearly only required two, but she was tricked into submitting three, sacrificing an extra 400 CC of health and nearly going into shock.
Then there are the kitchen tasks, and the initial matters are all handled by her alone.
Cut the body, remove the hair and fishy smell, slice and chop the stuffing.
Turning a perfect body into real food, when I think back to those scenes, my body shudders and cold sweats run down my face.
Thinking of all this and everything he had suffered, he wished he could turn Lin Fan into food with one knife.
Ghost money?
The tall and thin man paused when he heard this.
Recalling the beginning, when the weird head maid assigned the tasks, she seemed to have mentioned that the reward for the cleaning task was five hundred ghost notes.
In this case, when you go out in the future, you can't just prepare cash, you also have to prepare some ghost money.
You never know if you'll be unlucky enough to encounter the same thing again in the future.
I don't want to be a weird guest, I just want to save my life.
As for this time's reward...
Five hundred ghost money is of no use. He even feels it takes up space when he puts it in his pocket!
As long as he could get out alive, he would immediately go to the funeral shop and buy a few stacks of ghost money, one stack worth 100 million, making tens of billions!
Just as he was thinking about it, the strange head maid reappeared in the corridor.
This time, there were two small young figures behind it, one covered with knife marks, and the other covered with marks from strangulation, both of them looked extremely creepy.
The tall and thin man pulled the short-haired woman and immediately stood aside, lowering his head deeply, not daring to look her in the eye.
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In the dining room.
After the dishes were served, the chef stood aside strangely and respectfully, with a smile on his face as if he was asking for credit.
This table of dishes is of extremely high quality. Each one is original and fresh. Mr. Lin will definitely like it.
The weird lady picked up the cutlery, picked up a piece of large intestine sashimi, put it in her mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it, nodding slightly with satisfaction.
"It's really fresh. I can even taste what he ate last night."
Having said this, she glanced at Lin Fan. The distinguished guest whom she had taken great pains to entertain did not join in the meal, but sat quietly, unmoved by the delicious food on the table.
So, she put down her cutlery and warmly invited, "Mr. Lin, please start eating."
"Yes, Mr. Lin."
The chef replied strangely, looking at Lin Fan eagerly, "I'm a good cook... If you need me, you can take me with you."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Weird concentrated and showed a hint of dissatisfaction.
Wanting to change jobs in front of her was a bit too much.
However, as long as Mr. Lin was willing, she would not mind and would just do him a favor, so she kept silent.
Lin Fan just shook his head and said truthfully, "I can't get used to what you guys eat."
"That was an oversight on our part."
Mrs. Weird smiled apologetically, then pointed to the pig intestines that she thought had the best flavor and said, "Heat them up and give them to Mr. Lin."
"Okay."
The chef was about to step forward to show off, but before he got close, he was interrupted and stopped by Lin Fan.
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