I really want to be a cook

The masked man pointed to a disciple of Qingyun sect who also survived beside Zhao Dahu.

Zhao Dahu looked at the trembling disciple Qingyun, swallowed, and his eyes gradually revealed a fierce light.

"enough!"

Mo Qingshan let out a low shout.

At this moment, all the emotions on his face disappeared, leaving only the demeanor of being the master of a sect, that is the indifference of Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face.

He looked at the woman in the wedding dress, and said lightly:

"Is this your revenge on me?"

"Why implicate these innocent people."

"Or do you think relying on them can make me catch me without a fight?!"

Chapter 37? Bloody Night ([-])

Inner kitchen compound.

Some chef's bedroom.

"Slid away"

A young guy was packing up his clothes and preparing to run away.

Bang!

The bedroom door was kicked open, and a masked man in black with a long knife stood at the door, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Slow down!"

The young guy yelled and quickly took out his killer token.

"My own!"

"Ok?"

The masked man in black asked in a low voice through the mask:

"Why are you still here? The action has begun."

The young guy glanced at the bloodstains on the masked man's knife, and knew that most of the other people in the inner kitchen compound were in danger.

"Didn't I just want to take advantage of this opportunity? Hehe"

The young guy looked embarrassed, and opened the package on his back, revealing the gleaming silver leaves inside, which were full, at least fifty or sixty pieces.

"huhu"

The masked man in black breathed a little more heavily, and said dryly:

"What do you mean?"

The bottom killer suffers!

Life is in danger at all times, no benefits!No subsistence allowances!

Can only rely on a knife in hand!

The head is tied on the waistband of the trousers at any time, and it's not fast enough!

If you make such a fortune, don't worry about whether you will die in the future, at least you can be happy for a while.

"They're all my own brothers, whoever sees it will get a share, and half of it will be shared with you."

The young guy said very boldly.

"Really split me in half?"

The masked killer still hesitated.

"If you say it's divided, it's divided. In fact, brother, I have been undercover here for so long. I know which house is hiding the money. If you don't mind it, brother and I will also have a share. You half, I half."

"Come on, share these first."

The young guy warmly invited.

"The superiors are not allowed."

But the masked killer stepped in honestly.

then

clang!

A fine steel long knife and a cold iron kitchen knife.

The two knives hit each other, splashing sparks, and then the long knife broke, and the kitchen knife slashed on the masked killer's chest.

The powerful and heavy knife didn't talk about any fancy at all, just like chopping up a pig's bone, it directly opened the masked killer's belly, and blood gushed all over the ground.

Most of these low-level killers in the Yeyu Building are warriors below the fifth rank, like Qiye, who can go straight to the eighth rank after completing the first mission, that is a monster that is rarely seen once in ten years.

With the level and realm of the young guy at this time, it's a sneak attack again, so it shouldn't be too easy to crush.

The masked killer stared angrily, but couldn't stop the passing vitality, so he had to fall on his back, not even leaving a last word in time.

"Made, I knew you bastard wanted to cheat! Bah!"

"I really thought kitchen knives couldn't kill people!"

The young guy spat, then tore off the masked killer's veil. He looked ordinary and was about 20 years old. He touched his throat and confirmed that there was an Adam's apple. It was a man.

"Don't blame me, blame Ye Yu Lou!"

The young guy stuffed his identity token engraved with innocence into the masked killer's arms, searched the killer's body, and found a bottle of gold sore medicine, a few taels of silver, and a token of the same style , with the word Chilang written on it.

Put away the things, and then exchanged clothes with the masked killer. Although there was a big hole in the chest, it was bloody, and others couldn't see anything.

Who is the young guy, naturally needless to say.

Who else could it be except Jiang Ping, who ran away at the right time.

hum!

Jiang Ping covered himself with a black scarf, raised the torch, and threw it into the room. The fire would swallow everything, including his identity and his past.

Starting today, he can start a new life.

Under the light of the fire, it was Jiang Ping's slightly sad eyes.

Goodbye!

Jiang Ping said silently.

He picked up the broken knife, turned and left, and after a while, he saw the black-clothed killers who were also raging in the inner kitchen.

These cute and innocent cooks have been dealing with the chopping board all their lives. At most, they are a little cautious in the kitchen, but they never thought of harming anyone.

Facing this sudden disaster, they didn't even have the ability to resist at all.

Made!

Jiang Ping cursed inwardly.

He didn't dare to look at the corpses lying on the ground at all, he was afraid to see a pair of unwilling eyes and a familiar face.

Maybe he was still greeting him warmly this morning, but in the blink of an eye, Yin and Yang were separated.

Wouldn't it be nice for everyone to be peaceful?

But he knew it was impossible.

Even a simple and kind child like him had two lives in his hands. How abominable this world is!

"Hurry up, if the hour is delayed, the adults will not let us go!"

Following the urging voice of a black-clothed killer, five equally masked killers came out from four rooms in the inner kitchen compound.

Jiang Ping was among them.

"Huh? Why did your knife break?"

"How do I know?! Why don't you go and ask for me!"

Jiang Ping was in a bad mood, so he said something directly.

The man also asked casually, seeing that he had a violent temper, and his chest was bloody, mixed with the smell of gold sore medicine, so he didn't dare to ask further.

After confirming that there were no more survivors, a group of six people prepared to turn around and leave.

The flames and blood filled the air, as if they were telling the tragedy that happened just now.

suddenly

An anxious, flustered female voice came:

"Er Gouzi, Er Gouzi, where are you?"

There is a more anxious male voice behind him:

"Junior Sister, come with me, it's very dangerous here now, I want to protect you and Mistress and leave quickly!"

"No, brother, you go and protect my mother, I'm going to find Er Gouzi!!"

"Let go of me!"

"Don't try to knock me out! If I can't find Er Gouzi, I'd rather die!"

"After I find Er Gouzi, I'll come back and join you guys!"

"But"

"No but! Go protect my mother! Leave me alone!"

"Then, well, junior sister, you must protect yourself!"

"Er Gouzi, Er Gouzi, did you hear that? Come out quickly, I'm here to find you!"

The gate of the compound.

The embarrassed Cheng Lin'er happened to be facing the killer six who were about to leave.

Fuck!Why is she here!

In Jiang Ping's mind, [-] grass-and-mud horses raced through.

He looked at Cheng Lin'er who was still in a daze at the gate of the courtyard, and roared in his heart:

You melon skin!Hurry up and run!

But Cheng Lin'er not only didn't run away, but instead looked at the Killer Six with red eyes:

"What did you do to Er Gouzi?"

"Are you looking for Er Gouzi?"

The leading killer pointed at the dead body on the ground with a smile on his face, staring straight at Cheng Liner's chest, full of possessive desire.

"Sorry, I killed too many people, and I don't know if there is a kid named Er Gouzi."

"But don't worry, little girl, you're going to see him soon."

"But before that, you have to let Grandpa have a good time!"

"Brothers, don't you mind if I rob you first?"

"Don't worry, it will be soon, ten numbers are enough!"

I don't know how long it took.

Under an old stove, a fat black face drilled out. It wasn't Jiang Ping's cheap second uncle, who else could it be.

There was still an indelible fear on Chen Dalei's fat face, sweat washed away the ashes of the pot, revealing the paleness inside.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous!"

He said with lingering fear.

When the killer came over, he was squatting in the latrine, and when he saw a group of people killing everyone, he didn't even have time to wipe his butt, so he quickly hid.

Fortunately, he was familiar with the terrain, so he took the opportunity to sneak into this old stove that no one had used for a long time. He didn't dare to make a sound, so he managed to escape with his life.

"Er Gouzi, nephew, are you still alive?"