Wang Peng disappeared without a trace, and even a group of men, horses and a tent disappeared without a trace. Except for a white mark on the ground where a tent was set up, nothing else was left.

No one cares about where they are going, because the escort team is too big. There are more than ten escort agencies of various sizes, and there are seven or eight hundred people in the escort agency alone. They are scattered. Although they are together, they are all minding their own business.

.Six or seven people are thrown into the corner, or even a small escort agency, and no one will care as long as there is no large-scale fight.

Luo Sihai, the organizer of the mixed dart team, walked ahead of the dart team without realizing it. He held a map in his hand and muttered: "Juxianju? I've walked this road more than ten times, why haven't I heard about it yet?"

Is there such a restaurant?"

"Returning to Mr. Luo, Juxianju is not a restaurant at all, but a village." Senior Master Chen Guang came up and said, "Go down the official road in front and walk thirty miles north to Juxianju. That ghost place

, if you didn’t look carefully, you would have thought it was a mountain valley, but when you walked in, you realized it was a cook village.”

"Cook Village? Is there good wine and meat?" Luo Sihai became interested. He ate dry food every day along the way. People would get sick from greed. When he heard the word "cook", his eyes almost shone.

"Yes, yes..." Chen Guang replied hurriedly: "Every household in that place has ancestral craftsmanship, and there are so many good cooks."

Luo Sihai wiped his saliva: "Tell the brothers to work harder. Let's have a good meal in Juxian Residence for one day."

After the order was passed down, Luo Sihai touched his chin and said: "Are there any women in the village?"

"No such thing!" Chen Guang said with a bitter face: "No one in Juxianju does that, not even the fans who accompany the wine."

Chen Guang suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "There is a pretty young daughter-in-law in the escort team behind me. Why don't we bring her over to Mr. Luo to have a drink with her?"

"Female escort? When did Yangzhou have a female escort?"

"No!" Chen Guang shook his head and said, "It's a family member of a bodyguard."

Luo Sihai touched his chin and said slowly with some emotion: "Family members? Isn't this bad?"

Chen Guang said with a smile: "She is said to be a family member, but from a small look, she should be a maid. As for the young master she calls Xianggong, it looks like a woman pretending to be a woman. As long as you don't touch that surnamed Zhu, there should be nothing wrong with her.

question."

"Why don't you hurry up and get it done!" Luo Sihai and Chen Guang looked at each other with a knowing smile, and rushed straight to Juxianju. When they got there, they rushed into a two-story building and called the most famous Mo Mo in the village.

Chef, start ordering wine and food.

Those subordinates were not qualified to go upstairs. Fortunately, the weather was not cold, so they opened six tables in the yard, and the village cooks served them to eat and drink.

Chef Mo's banquet was very particular, with eight cold and eight hot portions, a lot of frying and cooking, the wine was good, the food was good, but the people who ate were all disheveled.

Luo Sihai and the others didn't even look at Chef Mo on the table. They were chatting to themselves. One moment they said they cut this thing into pieces, and the next moment they said they skinned someone...

I brag that God is first, and he is second.

Chef Mo smiled and listened quietly to their bragging without interrupting. Finally, Luo Sihai got impatient and patted the table and said: "Damn it, where did Huang Pizi die? Why hasn't he come yet? Let him come.

I went to find someone to drink with me, why didn’t I come back for a long time?”

"Maybe some girl died in her belly!" Chen Guang scolded: "Let's not wait for him. Let's eat first. When he comes later, we'll give him a scratch on his ears first. It's a useless thing."

"Well, pour the wine!"

The few people ignored Chef Mo and threw away their cheeks and ate and drank until they were full and their faces were rosy. Then they wiped their oily mouth and shouted: "Here is the sobering soup."

Chef Mo, who had been watching them eat and drink quietly, had a cruel sneer on his lips. The second chef who helped Chef Mo in the kitchen walked in with an extra-large casserole, chewing something in his mouth, and said vaguely.

: "Master Mo, you...you...are going to have a casserole."

Chen Guang's face darkened and he said, "You're really good at stealing food in front of the guests. This table doesn't count for money."

"Yeah! Okay..." Chef Mo said with a smile: "Please try this famous dish. You can't eat human heads in casserole everywhere!"

"Shit!" Chen Guang, the footman, scolded: "There is no sheep head in the casserole, so you need to show off here..."

"Oh, my God!" Chen Guang, who opened the casserole, was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. What was in the casserole was Wang Peng's boiled head that turned white and his eyes were wide open.

"Wang Peng!"

Several escorts were frightened out of their wits. They were mostly awake from the wine at that time. Before they could stand up, knives came out of nowhere and were put on their necks.

Chef Mo held the handle of the knife with one hand and pinched Luo Sihai's neck with the other hand. It seemed that both of his hands were weak, but Luo Sihai couldn't move, as if what Chef Mo was carrying was not a knife at all.

A congenital master, but a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

Chef Mo said slowly: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Mo Sanmo. People who know me call me Steamed Bun. People who don't know me? They all call me Chef. Originally, this table of wine and food was prepared to entertain a friend.

Yes, but I let you eat first. Out of politeness, I have to cook another table. You have to use fresh ingredients to entertain friends, are you right?"

"Fresh ingredients? Use me..." Luo Sihai was so frightened that his legs became weak and he knelt down at Mo Sanmo's feet with a thud.

It wasn't that Luo Sihai had never seen the world, or that he didn't have the courage to lick blood with a knife, but the terrifying aura on Mo Sanmo made him unable to resist at all.

In his eyes, Mo Sanmo is like an evil ghost standing on the mountain of knives in hell, and he himself is like an unjust soul being punished on the mountain of knives. He clearly knows that the result of crawling to the opponent's feet is to be thrown off the mountain of knives and smashed to pieces.

, but couldn't help but crawl at the opponent's feet, waiting for his claw in the air. He didn't dare to resist, didn't dare to escape, and didn't even dare to look at the opponent's face.

Mo Sanmo was satisfied and brought Luo Sihai to the window. He looked at the bodyguard downstairs who was giving orders and said calmly: "Kill the pigs and sheep! Prepare the boiling water to remove the hair. We will open the door for a banquet in an hour."

Luo Sihai vaguely saw a layer of sound waves visible to the naked eye coming out of Mo Sanmo's mouth.

He watched as the vague ripples fell into the crowd and blended into the wind. The next moment, the air in the courtyard seemed to be hit hard in an instant, and suddenly shook a few times, and a piece of

Bloody ripples suddenly exploded where the sound waves disappeared, spreading rapidly among the crowd. The bodyguard who was swept by the blood ripples seemed to have been hit by a Immobilization Technique, and he suddenly stood frozen in place while maintaining the posture of punching and commanding.

A little cook first stepped forward and saluted Mo Sanmo, then drew out a sharp knife and stabbed it into the throat of the bodyguard next to him like a butchered pig. Then, he pulled off the bodyguard's clothes a few times, and then removed his clothes from his body.
Chapter completed!