The sun slowly rose, and the sunlight tore the darkness of the night and dispelled the coolness and dusk of the morning. The buildings in the Blood Alley were bathed in the warm sunlight, emitting golden brilliance.

The voices were getting louder and louder, gradually breaking the silence in the alley.

Dingding Ding Ding, the butcher of the butcher hung a few pieces of raw meat on the shelves outside the house. His moist appearance, bright red meat, and the white and broken skeletons were fresh, making the passers-by stop and moved.

Dangdangdang, Old Man Liu of the hardware store put away the roller shutters, and the shelves behind the windows had already been filled with goods that had been around for ten years. Whether it was a nail, hammer, screwdriver, a bolt, a machete or a power hammer, there were all kinds of metal products.

It was stingy, and the sound of hot oil attracted the most attention. Boss Meng, who was whim, set up an oil pan at the entrance of the hotel today. Fried fried strips that had just come out of the pot were placed aside. The golden fried strips were rising hot, and the oil on the surface reflected the same golden sunlight, shining and very cute.

"Bang", one hand skillfully held the iron basket to control oil, the other hand pulled out the kitchen knife from his waist, and chopped it on the chopping board behind him. After a miserable wail, a translucent source energy crow fell on the other side of the chopping board, and quickly turned into a ball of source energy black mist dissipated. Only one blow-off strip it was trying to capture was left on the chopping board. The other ten similar people screamed in horror, grabbed the ten blow-off strips and rushed into the sky, and in a blink of an eye it escaped.

Boss Meng snorted coldly, and while taking back the kitchen knife, he also put away the ten four-leaf coins left on the table. After the direction of Yuanneng crow escaped, he turned around and stinged, and a new dough entered the oil pan.

In this chaotic and orderly market morning, doors were opened one after another, and residents walked out of their residences and walked into a new life facing the rising sun.

However, some curtains are still closed, while some doors are not open yet.

The triple soundproof window blocked the noisy sound on the street. The thick double curtains blocked the light outside the window. The room was quiet and weird. Even the slightest buzzing sounded as clear as thunder in the dead silence. The quiet room was dim, with only the faint fluorescent lights light and dark, and flickering. Whenever the fluorescent light lit up, it reflected two motionless bodies and two pale faces.

The two faces, with pale skin, short stature, thin body, dark eyes, disheveled hair, and bright red lips, bursts of low laughter from time to time, making the already weird room full of ghostly aura.

All are all in a row, all in a row.

What's even more strange is that something was moving in the room was on the table behind both faces.

By illuminating fluorescence, you can find that there were two pieces of dough cakes on the plate on the table, but there was no sign of hair corruption. However, in terms of color and hardness, it was obviously stored for a long time, especially the hardness, which is more suitable for weapons than for food.

However, the two strange and pale faces didn't care at all. They faced the flashing fluorescent light head-on. They broke off a small piece of hard bread with their backhand, and stuffed it into two large black mouths in half, followed by another strange low smile.

The problem lies in the dough cake. It seemed that an invisible hand held up two dough cakes. The dough cake flew into the air, floating further and further away, quietly, without even making any sound.

However, on the way to move the pancake, perhaps the food was away from the stimulation, the pale face became angry and distorted at the same time, and the bright red lips no longer smiled, but made a sharp scream, the sound was as sharp as the wail of a banshee. Both faces turned behind at the same time, and one of the bodies floated up like losing weight. As the body spread, hundreds of feathers as sharp as blades appeared out of thin air, rotating and flying, like hundreds of small circular saws, cutting repeatedly around the floating pancake.

The other body did not move. After turning around, it only made one move, opened its mouth and screamed. The silent scream was full of ominous meaning. Although there was no sound, it was full of destructive energy that swept around the bread in an instant. The energy collision even caused a small storm. Even the tableware on the table shivered and clattered in the storm.

The two sides attacked, and the dough cake had no way to escape, but at this moment, the fluorescent light suddenly darkened. Although it only took less than a second, when it lighted up, the dough cake had disappeared and was quickly gone. In a blink of an eye, it lost its trace in the darkness. Only the chewing sound was left in the dark room.

"Here's here again today! Damn food thief!"

The two people in the room did not chase after him, but grumbled their teeth and returned to the fluorescent display screen. The two identical faces were even the same, and they were angry and gritted their teeth, as if they were about to bite a piece of meat from the guy stealing food, but they were not surprised at all, why there were two more golden and hot fried strips on the plate that originally served the noodles, and the aroma of noodles and oil.

"Next time, you must charge him an extra 100,000."

"That's right, you'll charge him more. If you don't have to pay a hundred thousand, you'll charge an extra 200,000."

"That's right, 200,000, 200,000 per message."

"That's right, let him see how powerful we are."

They gritted their teeth as they said, but in the dark, their eyes were stunned at the fresh fried strips. They tried to put the fried strips in the refrigerator several times to store them as reserve grain, but they both stopped. After hesitating for a long time, they finally sighed. At the same time, they each picked up one and hugged them to their mouths, holding them in their hands like two hamsters, and nibbled them up.

Hot, refreshing, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and sweet on the bite. It’s just an ordinary fried strip, but why do people think of the sealed house? And the cold and bloody smell that is filled with the mouth every night. What a damn food thief. If you have the ability to steal the bread, don’t eat it. Let’s see if we can let you go. You are like this, you are like this now...

"Sister, creak."

"Hmph, I will never forgive him, shizzy."

"Yes, I will never forgive him, shiki."

His nose wrinkled at the same time, and his face made the same grimace. Boss Meng's cooking skills are indeed the best. Just a fried strip can make people feel the urge to cry. Humph, damn food thief, you... wait?

The two of them froze at the same time. What did this bastard say yesterday? One of them rushed out of the room like a wind, and the next moment, the girl's scream came from the living room.

"Damn food thief, he even replaced our earliest five portions of food stock!"

"Ahhh, this bastard, 200,000 is not enough, add 500,000 next time!"

"Tsk tsk, why is it so lively there? It seems that someone is screaming. Is there something you like to hear?"

"Then I have to ask you, you are all birds anyway."

"Yes, you are all birdmen, hahahaha, you fool must have bullied those two birds again. Next time you call me, it's the most fun to jump into the bird."
Chapter completed!