Something strange is coming? Fortunately, I am the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace

Grilled cold noodles stall.

Hearing Shen Jian's request, the cooking ghost was immediately confused.

Although he is not a real vendor.

But I also watched the process of making grilled cold noodles for a while. Isn’t it just a piece of cold noodles and an egg?

Even if it is more complicated, auxiliary ingredients such as human liver, human heart, and human blood are added to increase the taste.

But Shen Jian's words seemed to open the door to a new world for him.

cholesterol?

brain?

protein?

Damn it.

How to add these things?

and.

There didn't seem to be any of these in front of his stall.

This is not here to cause trouble.

The cooking ghost's expression froze.

Then he selectively ignored Shen Jian and prepared other people's grilled cold noodles.

soon.

A portion of grilled cold noodles covered in sticky blood has been prepared.

The several Samsung players standing in front of the booth were shocked and terrified.

Especially since the cooking ghost had already handed a portion of grilled cold noodles to them, with a sinister laugh: Humans, your grilled cold noodles have been made, eat it quickly.

Eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold.

The cooking ghost urged him familiarly.

A look of joking on his face.

Hear this.

A bit of surprise flashed in Shen Jian's eyes.

It turned out that his identity was discovered, which attracted the attention of the leader of the ghost king.

He was surprised that there was no supernatural reaction in front of this booth. How could these players stand so stupidly in front of a ghost king's booth, but their identities were discovered and they were kidnapped.

Why don't you eat?

Eat quickly.

The cooking ghost has walked out of the stall and handed the baked cold noodles in front of the player.

The ghostly face with half of its flesh and blood was smiling evilly as it stared at several players.

In his hands, he still held two small shovels dripping with blood.

It seems that as long as a few players don't eat, their throats will be cut and their blood will be bled.

Several players were so frightened that their teeth chattered.

His whole body was shaking like a sieve.

If their mobility had not been controlled by the supernatural, their legs would have gone weak.

The intensity of the Yin Qi emitted by this fierce ghost is several times that of the top red-clad ghosts. Even the supernatural props used to detect Yin Qi are beyond the limit. You can tell at a glance.

This ordinary vendor is a hidden ghost king-level ghost.

He is a ghost king who is unattainable in the eyes of horror players and is so terrifying that people cannot resist.

Not to mention they are a group of three-star players, even if they are four-star players, their performance will not be much better.

Several people were trembling.

They each picked up a piece of bright red and bleeding dough, but they didn't dare to put it into their mouths.

They could see clearly just now that there was no facial skin here, it was clearly a piece of human skin that had not been shaved cleanly.

How can humans eat humans if ghosts eat humans?

This ghost king was clearly playing tricks on them.

Even if they do eat it, they may not be fine.

Huh? Why don't you eat?

The cooking geek raised two bloody spatulas and his tone became serious: Is it because the dough is not fresh enough? Or is it that the sauce is not thick enough? I can help you make these again, but you need help. Let’s contribute some raw materials.”

His already charming grimace became even more terrifying at this moment.

Several players felt their breathing was stagnant.

A great fear filled my heart.

And this time.

An inappropriate voice sounded.

Shen Jian said casually: Boss, do you think there is a possibility that what you cook is simply too unpalatable for others to swallow?

Cooking Ghost:? ? ?

Are you here specifically to find trouble?

There was a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

He has full confidence in the grilled cold noodles he made.

Unpalatable?

Absolutely impossible.

He subconsciously retorted: What do you know, grilled cold noodles are like this.

Shen Jian sneered and said: I am a chef myself, and my evaluation of this grilled cold noodles is - if my dog ​​eats your grilled cold noodles, it will need to be reincarnated in the dirty soil to be resurrected.

Hear this.

Cooking Ghost:?

God is so damn reborn.

You think I am poison.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Then the grimace suddenly dawned.

It turned out to be colleagues.

No wonder he thought from the beginning that this person was here to cause trouble.

It is indeed true that colleagues are enemies.

What do you have in mind?

The cooking ghost sounded dissatisfied.

The eyes are malicious.

As long as Shen Jian couldn't tell a reason, he would give Shen Jian a slap on the spot.

Let him know how disrespectful and offensive it is to be neither big nor small in front of a ghost king.

Haha, I have long said that the three-piece set of grilled cold noodles must be added with cholesterol, otherwise the taste will not be rich enough.

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows.

But the cooking geek seems to have a different opinion.

I don't agree with what you said because...

He planned to proceed from reality and let Shen Jian understand that the three things he mentioned could not be added at all.

However.

The cooking nonsense isn’t over yet.

Shen Jian had already taken out a two-meter-long black steel rod.

Cooking Ghost:? ? ?

A good technical exchange, what does it mean when you step on your horse and take out your weapons?

What do you want to do?

he screamed.

Don't want to reveal your true identity.

Once he uses super-standard supernatural powers here, he will be quickly discovered by members of the Fierce Ghost Law Enforcement Team, and his disguise will be completely useless by then.

He didn't want his plan to completely collapse because of a fierce ghost looking for trouble.

We have a rule in this industry. If you don't agree with the other party's approach, you can only decide who to listen to by fighting.

Shen Jian swung the black stick, and the sixty-six dark red stars on the top of the steel stick were twinkling, and the faint sounds of countless ghosts wailing could be heard.

Cooking Ghost:! ! !

He couldn't stand it anymore.

Why is the chef industry so dangerous?

and.

Even if we want to distinguish between superior and inferior, shouldn't we compare our cooking skills?

What the hell is combat ability?

Do you need to use force to force customers to swallow your dishes?

Looking at Shen Jian who had already rushed forward, his eyes were filled with tears of joy as he was a master of cooking.

He didn't care to keep it immediately.

The overwhelming Yin Qi surged out.

Terrifying supernatural phenomena are spreading rapidly.

He opened his mouth and spit out a harsh sound like nails scratching the ground: You should...

boom.

next moment.

The cooking ghost didn't even finish his words.

He was knocked to the ground directly by the black steel rod.

You're the only one who refutes my dishes, right? How dare you be so crazy with how powerful you are.

Ah, you are looking for death. I am the Ghost King. Wait for me to get up. I...

The cooking ghost screamed, and his voice suddenly stopped.

Shen Jian picked up the steel rod again and beat him severely.

boom!

You are really dead this time, if you offend me...

Bang bang!

I'll give you one last chance, stop immediately, otherwise the wrath of a ghost king...

Bang bang bang!

Ah ah ah, brother, I was wrong. If I fight the ghost again, my life will be gone.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

...

on the street.

The only sound left was the sound of Shen Jian beating the innocent stall owner.

Boss, he seems to be dead.

At this moment.

The players who had regained their ability to move due to the removal of supernatural restrictions couldn't help but show a trace of sympathy and pity for the cooking ghost when they saw such a brutal scene.

reminded in a low voice.

Shen Jian took back the black steel rod and said with disdain: That's it? Just looking for it? You dare to share your cooking skills with me just here?

Players:...

Their facial muscles couldn't help but twitch.

The boss’s cooking exchange really refreshed their knowledge.

show.

It’s really a show.

Although they had some understanding of Shen Jian's ferocity from the supernatural camera before.

But that is, after all, the victim as the first perspective.

They couldn't describe the many methods Shen Jian used to suppress Li Gui.

And now.

They get it.

I understand why all the ghosts in the ghost house look so frightened.

Don't call him a bad guy.

They are too scared now.

He was afraid that Shen Jian would kill them all, so he gave them a stick as well.

…

Skillfully stuffed the ghost king's corpse into a sack.

Shen Jian looked up.

Wherever you look, ghosts give way.

He took a step forward, and the vendor setting up the stall took a step back.

He took a step back, and the group of ghosts setting up stalls also took two steps back.

Looking at him was like looking at a god of plague.

There is a tendency to pack up and leave.

Shen Jian:......

Think about it.

He reluctantly found a reason.

This kind of unlicensed cold noodle stall is dirty, messy and poor, and it plans to buy and sell by force. It really affects the image of this street. I will have people come and shut down this place soon. Don't be afraid.

Group of ghosts:......

They dare not express their anger in their hearts.

It is precisely because you are here that we are more afraid.

Where does this street bully come from? Can no one take care of it?

The ghosts shrank.

At the same time, he thought of Shen Jian's reason for taking action.

Dirty, messy and poor...

A mud ghost looked at the ceramic shards being thrown out continuously. While lost in thought, he picked up the broom on the side and started cleaning.

A toy ghost looked at the stall he had stuffed in a haphazard manner and fell into deep thought, but his movements were not slow at all and he quickly tidied up his stall.

An antique ghost looked at the fakes that filled his stall and was also lost in thought. He glanced at Shen Jian from the corner of his eye, and then secretly collected all the fakes. Finally, he realized that he could close the stall...

…

the other side.

Several players are already communicating with Shen Jian about the situation.

Boss, we are the last few players to enter Beicheng District. We were preparing to follow the route to the horror tattoo parlor, and then we found that we triggered the murderous pattern of this ghost king.

One player said with lingering fear.

What about the rest.

According to the chat interface, those four-star players have successfully entered the Horror Tattoo Parlor, and the rest are also rushing there, and have marked several impassable routes. Except for a few of us unlucky ones, most of the players have very smooth.

Shen Jian listened and flipped through the chat interface.

Soon I noticed a piece of news.

[Never take the alleyway. The ghost king is entrenched there and we can't get out. 】

Shen Jian stopped.

He looked towards the alley on one side of the street.

The entrance to the alley was dark and deep, as if it were a huge mouth of an abyss leading to hell, ready to swallow anyone who walked into it.

Boss, I heard there is a ghost king in that place.

A player looked along the line of sight and suddenly showed an expression of fear and pity.

I am afraid that there is a ghost king entrenched there.

It's pity that there are players who have tried it out with their own lives for them and it doesn't work.

Otherwise, a quiet street with not many evil ghosts walking around is definitely the favorite of many players.

You can leave on your own.

Shen Jian did not hesitate.

Walked straight into the alley.

One of the four ghost king leaders given by the one-armed ghost king, the last trace disappeared in the alleyway.

This was originally an uncertain news.

But now it's certain.

One of the four ghost king leaders is still hiding in the alleyway.

Step into the alley.

A layer of fog suddenly filled Shen Jian's eyes.

In addition, the tunnel was already dark, with visibility less than one meter.

Just walked a few steps.

A vague figure came out from the end of the fog, and this figure was waving to Shen Jian.

There is something indescribably weird about his movements.

at this time.

The vague figure spoke.

Come on……

Come here quickly.

It's dangerous over there.

The figure was waving to Shen Jian.

The tone seemed very urgent.

With a somewhat sinister tone.

Shen Jian paused.

Because this voice belongs to him.

The vague figure was also very close to him.

Even if you look closely, you will find that the two figures are almost identical, as if they were produced by a mold factory.

It's as if there is another him at the end of the fog.

And is calling out to who he really is.