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Chapter 75 Lane No. 23

Lane 23, refrigerated warehouse.

"Kakaka~"

Under the rotation of the mechanical gears, the cold iron gate slowly opened, and the frosty cold air overflowing from the refrigerated warehouse immediately condensed the morning mist into frost.

The sudden drop in low temperature quickly spread a layer of ice on the dewy ground.

"Woooo~ bang!"

The howling cold air surged out very quickly after a loud noise, and there were strong flashes of high light from time to time in the warehouse. However, when the ice gradually solidified into solid ice, no vehicles came out.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of the guard room. Gullero, who put on protective clothing, quickly rushed out.

Holding a light and shadow lamp, he danced against the cold fog several times to no avail, and immediately pressed the emergency button of the gate and rushed in.

The cold room was hazy with frost. When he faced the strong flashing high beam and entered the warehouse, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Next to the military heavy truck, I saw a man in armor trying to lift up the military heavy truck that had been knocked to the ground. There were also a large number of cold goods scattered on the ground, as well as fresh goods whose necks had just been broken.

, is a corpse.

Gullero recognized that unsmiling beard as the new president of the White Dragon Society and one of the people who organized the blood feast.

When he thought that the blood feast was about to begin, and the other party died in the cold warehouse without any reason, Gullero immediately had an image in his mind of being cooked by a back-alley cook to make a feast.

Under the chemical protective clothing, cold sweat fell down, making his whole body feel chilly.

"Buzz"

Trembling, just as Gullero came to his senses, he happened to see the man lift the heavy truck and look back.

"you...."

"Now that you're here, let's talk about where we are now, who you are, and who this is."

When their eyes crossed, the mental control was completed, and Wang Changle said while rubbing his slightly swollen and sore shoulders.

Just three minutes ago, he had just escaped from the space jump and was randomly teleported directly in front of a speeding military heavy truck.

Under the inertia of space, even if Wang Changle was in a super-sensory state, he only had time to kick over the heavy truck and twist off the beard that attacked him.

"My name is Gullero, and I am the guard of the cold storage in Lane 23. This is also the exclusive warehouse of the Shark Restaurant. As for Jason, he is the president of the White Dragon Society and one of the buyers of the Blood Banquet."

Gullero, who lowered his eyes, suddenly realized that the growing "fear" and "nervous" emotions in his heart were being infinitely reduced. On the contrary, the "desire to tell" in his heart was overwhelming, and he immediately started talking about everything he knew.

"He is specifically responsible for purchasing vegetarians. Of course, these corpses are not just vegetarians, they are also the finishers of the I-wing. The most special thing is that they all died in the same series of twisted events."

"Oh, purchasing staff, this is a good position... By the way, wasn't the blood banquet prepared by Chef Greta, using the flesh and blood of the guests as dishes? Why do you want so many cold goods?

"

Wang Changle's mental power swept over the bearded corpse, and the body instantly transformed and reshaped, completely 'restoring' the bearded image.

From what Gullero said, this Alley of Flavors not only classifies humans and animals, but also the quality of meat, race and occupation, and even the manner of death.

Wang Changle, who was originally only interested in the spoils of war, was now a little more interested in the content of the blood feast itself.

It would definitely be an extremely interesting thing to participate in such a special banquet held by the ogres of civilized society.

"This, this, I don't know, but I heard from the chefs in the city that Chef Greta is only responsible for cooking the chair."

"It's the chair again... Where is the blood feast? What's going on now, Gullero, do you know?"

"This blood banquet will be hosted by the reorganized Lumalos Group and Chef Greta. The location has been selected at the heart of the city, the Meat Auction House. There are still three hours until the banquet starts."

"Okay, okay, you go to the front to guide me."

After Wang Changle looked at Gullero, who was hesitating and hesitating under the attack of frost, he knew that he would not be able to get any more information by asking this guy again.

As he spoke, after giving Guerrero double mental instructions, he moved his thoughts slightly to collect the scattered corpses into the space, and then quickly turned over and jumped into the cockpit.

"Buzz boom~"

Under the roar of the engine and the guidance of Gullero's shadowless lights, the military heavy truck quickly drove out of the cold fog.

The tires wrapped with iron chains plowed through the frosty ground, leaving clear tire marks and disappearing into the early morning mist.

It wasn't until the heavy iron gate was closed that Gullero, holding a light and shadow lamp, returned to the guard room.

Will, who was sitting in front of the monitoring screen, blew the broth in the thermos cup leisurely. He turned around and saw Guerrero, who had not even changed into protective clothing, staring at him with a strange expression.

Will subconsciously protected the meat in the cup. This was fresh food that he had bought with great difficulty.

"Hey, let me tell you, why have you been here for so long? What are you doing looking at me like this... This is scavenger meat, and you can't get used to it."

"No, meat... yes, it's meat! As long as it's meat, I'm used to it... Hehe, I think your meat is pretty good!"

When Guerrero mentioned "meat" again, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet. He pulled out the dog-leg knife equipped with his chemical protective suit, and his eyes suddenly turned scarlet.

Saliva unconsciously overflowed from the corner of his mouth, looking suddenly crazy. The moment Will subconsciously retreated, Guerrero rushed forward.

"laugh"

The moment the dog-leg knife split the thermos cup, it suddenly moved forward, and blood spurted out, directly piercing Will's heart.

His knife was so fierce and cruel, coupled with his mad ferocity, that he pinned Will directly to the wall, and the soup and blood leaked out of Will's chest in an instant.

"Boom!"

Gullero released the handle of the knife, picked up the fire ax and threw it at the monitoring equipment.

Not long after, the police room was in a mess. Gullero, who tore open his chemical protective suit, collapsed on the ground and looked at everything in front of him with a blank expression.

"drop!"

It wasn't until a sharp whistle sounded that the scarlet color in Guerrero's eyes faded away. Looking at everything in front of him and the truck parked outside the gate, he ran away.

....

Wei Zhi Lane, the center of the city.

"Dip~"

Almost at the same time, Wang Changle drove a heavy truck through the blood-stained area and stopped outside the gate of an underground warehouse. The sound of long-pressed horns immediately attracted the attention.

"I said Jason, your speed is too slow. If you don't come back, I will think you are dead. Okay, hurry up and go in. After you finish unloading the goods, I will go and eat a girl's brain...

"

A middle-aged bald man cursed and completed a simple registration and inspection before letting him go.

"Hidden"

After Wang Changle drove into the warehouse, he escaped into the shadows in a flash, bypassed the bald man, and sneaked inside.

However, just as he was walking along the staff passage and pushing the door open to enter the auction house passage, his footsteps stopped.
Chapter completed!
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