Song Luo still went downstairs and walked aimlessly forward. Finally, he found a simple-looking night snack shop on the street at the other side of the city, ready to have a midnight snack to relieve his heavy mood.
Although Pengnan is a small city, it also has night markets and 24-hour convenience stores on the streets.
The night was as dark as ink. Looking at the stars in the sky, Song Luo couldn't help but feel a little obsessed. After sighing, he suddenly smelled a bloody smell. He frowned and looked towards the kitchen. Something was not right. At the same time, he shouted, "Boss, bring the skewers."
The boss, waiter and chef are all the same person. After all, it is a small shop and there are not many people.
But he is a little fat and very tall.
His face looked like it was stuffed with two big meat buns, squeezing his eyes into a slit, and his nose was very small, like a ditch.
The boss looks very friendly and seems to be a good person.
Seeing Song Luo sitting down and shouting, the boss immediately rushed over and said to Song Luo with a flattering smile: "What would you like to order?"
Song Luo didn't even look at the menu and said without hesitation: "Fifty skewers of each of lean pork and pork belly, and two bottles of beer."
"Okay."
The fat boss narrowed his eyes and immediately started grilling skewers for Song Luo.
Song Luo chatted with the owner of the kebab shop while browsing his phone: "Boss, how many years have you been running this shop?"
"It's only been open four days, I just arrived." The boss replied.
Song Luo took a sip of the beer in front of him and said with a smile: "Your accent doesn't sound like a local... I always feel that there is a strong smell of blood here, boss. What's going on?"
After hearing this, the chef was stunned for a moment, his palms frozen there. After a while, he smiled and said, "How is that possible? Maybe it's because it's been here for too long and it has a bit of a smell?"
It seems like an answer, but also like a rhetorical question.
"I see..."
Song Luo nodded, but before he could say the next word, the fat boss hurriedly finished his barbecue and served it to Song Luo.
Song Luo looked at the barbecue, looked up at the boss and smiled.
The boss also looked at Song Luo, smiling innocently.
The two sides were in a stalemate for a while.
"Eat, sir." The boss smiled stiffly.
Song Luo said with a half-smile: "How about you eat first?"
A faint smell of blood wafted into Song Luo's nostrils. Song Luo didn't care about the chef's movements, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
"Guest, what do you want to do?"
The chef's expression turned serious, and he walked silently towards the kitchen, ready to pick up the kitchen knife.
"Nothing, just looking around."
Song Luo spoke with a smile and quickened his pace.
The chef was about to start working when he discovered that Song Luo had disappeared.
"Um?!"
The chef was stunned for a moment, not knowing where Song Luoren had gone.
"This kid runs so fast?!" The chef's expression didn't change. He just sneered and followed slowly.
He had already arranged everything in the kitchen, so this kid couldn't see anything and there was no need to worry.
Next, it’s time for the cat to catch the mouse.
At this time, Song Luo had already arrived at the back kitchen warehouse, and the scene before him was a little frightening.
A girl who looked like she was only in high school was lying on the ground with her hands and feet tied and her eyes blindfolded, while other places in the kitchen made people feel a little uncomfortable.
What caught the eye were dozens of human heads of men, women, young and old hanging on hooks, and beneath the heads were several human skins, casually spread out on the wall of the back kitchen, stuck tightly like wallpaper.
Bones were piled up in the corner, the ground was covered with blood, and the air around was very turbid. I don't know what kind of smell was in the air, but it smelled quite disgusting.
"Little mouse, I'm going to catch you~Hahahaha."
Hearing the voice behind him, Song Luo exhaled a breath of foul air, but he didn't try to avoid it. He just went forward and prepared to untie the chains on the high school girl's hands and feet, muttering to himself: "I thought it was just a minor criminal, but I didn't expect it to be a major criminal... You are really good."
The footsteps were getting closer, and the kitchen knife in his hand was covered in blood. Song Luo raised his head, looked at the man, and turned his neck.
The gurgling water condensed in Song Luo's hands. Seeing Song Luo's performance, the chef's playful expression finally turned into horror, and he couldn't help but shout: "Are you a transcendent?!"
"Damn it, why can't I sense your extraordinary aura?!"
The chef held his weapon tightly, a little crazy.
If you, a second-level transcendent, can sense my breath, then wouldn’t my upgrade be in vain?
Song Luo shook his head, and the water rope wrapped around the chef, knocking him to the ground and hanging him upside down on the wall.
The water rope also began to turn into small water needles, which began to prick the chef along the binding points.
The chef screamed miserably, and Song Luo just felt it was too noisy. With a stroke of his hand, he rearranged the arrangement that the chef had made in the kitchen before, cutting off any contact with the outside world's sounds and casting a layer of illusion.
Song Luo walked to the side of the female high school student and tapped her eyebrows. The female high school student instantly woke up and her body began to tremble slightly.
"Don't worry, I'm... um, from the Pennan City Non-Security Bureau. Everything has been handled cleanly, don't worry."
Song Luo gently comforted the high school girl and even said "don't worry" twice.
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