Horror live broadcast: I used paper to make a sky full of gods and Buddhas

bang——

bang——

bang——

There were endless sounds of broken appliances.

Lame, Zhao Tao, and Li Qing's faces were as calm as water, waiting for the enemy to come.

But judging from the sound, the enemy is definitely a big guy, and the weight is definitely not small.

I just don't know how strong it is...

If possible, the three of them can deal with it, and there is no need for Mr. Sheng Fei Hongsheng to come forward to finish it.

Otherwise, they will need Sheng Feihong's help every time, and it seems that they are quite useless...

Whoosh! !

Soon.

The three cripples saw a big red sofa flying over.

Li Qing reacted the fastest, and she was able to pick up the RPG in her hand without delay.

boom--

After the loud noise, there was not even a scum left on the sofa.

Instead……

It is a ghost with a wide body, fat body, swollen figure, right eye staring like a bell, left eye so small that it is almost invisible, and holding two kitchen knives in its hand.

head chef! ! !
Even though it was the first time they saw each other, the same idea appeared in the minds of the three cripples—the ghost in front of them was the "boss" of the hotel kitchen—the head chef! ! !

The opponent is very strong, but they will not give up easily. The three of them are ready, watching the ghost chef vigilantly, waiting for the best time to attack.

The ghost cook is in a very unhappy mood now.

Surrounded and attacked Sheng Feihong in the middle of the road, but was easily destroyed!
Not only that, he almost confessed that he was there.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and fled back to the hotel first.He intends to take advantage of the "field" to turn defeat into victory!

But when the ghost chef returned to the hotel, he was completely stunned.

His own kitchen area was destroyed!My horse boys, without exception, all lost contact!Your own foundation is destroyed!
And the source of all this is all because of one person.

Sheng Feihong! ! !
The ghost chef exhaled foul breath, his blood-red right eye the size of a bell swept across the three of the cripples one by one, his voice was like the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month, icy cold!
"You should be trapped to death in the elevator, why did you appear here?"

"And the kitchen thing, you did it too, right?"

The ghost chef also watched the live broadcast, so naturally he knew their identities.

So some of his men were sent to trap them in the elevator.

But now the three lame men not only stood intact, but their men were gone, and the kitchen was destroyed.

The results are obvious!
The ghost cook is not questioning the result, but the thinking process.

Sheng Feihong was outside the hotel, and the three cripples alone should not be able to leave the elevator... What's going on here...

The successive blows made the ghost cook very angry, but he is not that kind of brainless ghost.

How could the IQ be so bad for a ghost who can think of using foreigners to develop his business?

The reason for the defeat is completely bad luck!
Although angry, he is rational.

The ghost cook knew very well that he had lost the last resort to confront Sheng Feihong.

The only thing we can do now is to run away as soon as possible!

But before that, he still needs to go back to the kitchen and take one thing away.

The same... crucial thing!

Hearing what the ghost cook said, Zhao Tao and Li Qing silently looked at the cripple.

Even if he lost, the cripple was not afraid, after all Sheng Feihong was watching from inside the hotel.

The lame man looked directly at the ghost cook, and was about to speak.

Unexpectedly, the ghost cook seized the opportunity and launched a surprise attack.

The three cripples suddenly turned pale with fright, and quickly dodged.

I thought that the ghost cook would chase after them, but unexpectedly, the ghost cook bypassed them and jumped into the kitchen directly.

Zhao Tao looked surprised: "Boss, what's going on?"

The lame man said in a deep voice, "No matter what, we can't let him leave and make trouble elsewhere."

After saying that, the cripple got up first and walked towards the kitchen.

Zhao Tao and Li Qing looked at each other and followed closely behind.

……

As soon as he entered the kitchen, the smell of rotting corpses and blood filled his nostrils.

Li Qing made a retching movement, her face was a little pale, but she endured it firmly.

Zhao Tao and the lame man are not far behind, and they are also persevering.

"You can't escape."

Zhao Tao shook his spear in his hand and said viciously.

The ghost cook ignored them and continued to do his own thing.

The three lame men did not dare to attack rashly, waiting for Sheng Feihong's instructions.

At the door of the kitchen, Sheng Feihong was leaning against the door frame, staring at the ghost cook playfully.

He... seems to be rummaging for something...

【Yin Tianzi Bloody Kitchen】

The number one in the whole network is affectionate: "I'm damn..."

In the middle of the night, Ah Piao knocked on your door: "The things piled up in the corner are like garbage dumps, they must be corpses..."

Nun Lasi: "Stop talking, I can't take it anymore."

There is no fork in the instant noodles: "Don't say anything, let's spit it out first!"

Cheng Jing's six-eared kiwi: "I...is this the home field of this live broadcast?"

Priest and Guanyin: "I vomited out the last night's meal, so I don't need to sleep tonight."

Human health: "How many people does this have to have?"

The official account of the Jiangzhou Supernatural Bureau: "No less than a thousand people."

Hundreds of millions of dead souls in his hands: "The blood is all gone."

Pay attention to men's health: "Is it all made by that ghost? I feel that even if he enters the evil mirror hell, it will be cheaper for him."

A gentleman with a high vision: "Don't worry, the anchor must have 100 ways to punish him."

While scanning the barrage, Sheng Feihong looked at the ghost chef's busy back. When the time was right, he smiled and said, "Ghost chef, what are you looking for? Do you need me to help you?"

Hearing Sheng Feihong's voice, the three people in the kitchen turned around strangely.

Zhao Tao: "???"

Why is Mr. Sheng walking silently?It's scary.

Li Qing: "???"

Has Charlotte messed in?What are you looking for, son?Dad help you find it?
Zhao Tao: "???"

When will Mr. Sheng come?It looks like it must have been a while, right?

Ghost Cook: "???"

Does Emperor Yin know my identity?How did he come so fast?Why can't I find something?

The ghost cook is full of doubts at the moment.

But now is not the time for small talk.

The only door had been blocked by Sheng Feihong, and if he wanted to escape from here...the only way was to break through the wall.

As soon as he thought of this, the ghost cook quietly retreated towards the wall.

of course!

He didn't forget to divert Sheng Feihong's attention either.

"Tianzi Yin, it seems that you already know my identity."

Sheng Feihong smiled and said, "Are you planning to run away?"

"..."

The corner of Ghost Cook's mouth twitched wildly.

why!
Why do you always have to have trouble with me.

But now is not the time to think about it.

The ghost cook was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with Sheng Feihong, so he turned around and wanted to attack the wall, taking the opportunity to escape.

however!
The moment he turned around, he saw a familiar figure—Clone No. 3 looked at him with a smile, and asked, "Ghost cook, where are you going?"

Ghost Cook's face changed drastically.

Another cloudy day? !