Chapter 767: Nine-Turn Large Intestine, Serve!

Zhang Weidong was stunned immediately.

He stared at the chef with his eyes wide open, and continued unwillingly: "You must have been careless, right?"

The chef still had that smile.

He looked at Zhang Weidong, and his lips moved slowly.

Then, two words came out of his mouth: "Guess..."

At this moment, Zhang Weidong wanted to let his army rush in, then press this guy to the ground, and finally pour the contents of the pot directly into the chef's mouth.

It was so fucking infuriating.

If it was normal, he saw someone making such dark dishes.

He could choose to ignore it.

Even if he went a little too far, he would just spit in the pot.

Anyway, he didn't have to eat it.

But it was different now.

As a spectator of this ceremony.

He had to eat this thing in the pot.

If he hadn't seen the chef's cooking process, maybe he could still deceive himself.

But not only did he see it, he also got the answer he least wanted to hear from the chef.

In this way, he couldn't even deceive himself.

At this moment, he felt his stomach churning.

The food from the last meal had already surged up his throat, and it seemed that it might burst out at any time.

As the commander of an army group, he had never suffered such a crime.

He had eaten raw meat, even rotten meat.

But he had never eaten pig manure.

This had already crossed his moral bottom line.

However, what he didn't know was that whether he tasted it or not had little to do with the success of the chef's ritual.

The content of the chef's ritual clearly stated that the taster needed to be a god or above.

This was an effective taster.

And Zhang Weidong was invited by Lu Xiao to watch.

Lu Xiao was too bothered at the time and did not fully repeat the specific content of the chef's godhood ceremony.

At this time, Lu Xiao was also muttering in his heart.

"Oh no, this is coming for me!"

He stared with his right eye, and his left eye turned around and around, as if he had not held back his fart.

Finally, his left eye fell on Zhang Weidong who was covering his mouth.

"Sorry! You will have to eat first!"

Thinking of this, Lu Xiao did not plan to tell Zhang Weidong the truth.

In addition to Lu Xiao, the others who knew the truth at the scene included the doctor, Xiuens and old Feisi.

The doctor would not tell it, because he was not prepared to taste it.

After all, he was not a god, and Xiuens had the same idea.

As for old Feisi, he would not tell it even more.

Although old Feisi was a god who had seen big scenes.

But at this moment, he still felt uneasy.

After all, he had never eaten this thing.

It must be said that the chef had completed the first step of the ceremony.

The gods present all felt nauseous to varying degrees.

After wrapping the large intestine, the chef continued to put things into the soup base in the pot.

His expression became more and more crazy, and he looked like a seriously mentally ill patient.

To be precise, he was like a complete pervert.

The fragrance in the cafeteria became stronger and stronger.

Just as Ivan said just now.

The extreme fragrance is stinky.

Soon, the fragrance turned into an indescribable stench.

It was as if a pot of rotten dead rats was stewing in the pot at this moment.

Zhang Weidong couldn't bear it anymore, and he squatted on the ground and started to vomit.

At this time, the doctor held his monocle with one hand and grabbed a mop with the other hand, and walked towards Zhang Weidong with an extremely calm face.

He patted Zhang Weidong on the back, and then handed the mop in his hand to him.

Zhang Weidong slowly raised his head, his eyes were extremely confused.

The doctor said calmly: "Please clean up here, otherwise it will affect the appetite of the diners."

Zhang Weidong: "???"

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A few minutes later, the chef turned the stove to the maximum fire.

At the same time, he patiently explained to everyone: "This process is called high fire to collect juice.

Later, pour the contents of the pot on the large intestine.

Hehe... Hehehe!"

Everyone looked at the black, unknown viscous liquid in the pot, and immediately took a breath of cold air.

Then they all started to retch.

Because it was really too smelly.

At this moment, even Old Feis wanted to beat up the chef.

His thoughts were exactly the same as Lu Xiao's.

This guy was definitely coming for him.

There were also several other gods and above who had such thoughts.

For example, the prison doctor, Ruiqi and Niu Bo.

As for the other spectators below the gods, they all had a miserable expression as if they had eaten a dead mouse.

Especially Lu Qian.

He lay on top of Lu Xiao's head, covered his eyes with both hands, and repeatedly comforted himself with words: "It's okay... The dishes made by the chef uncle are the most delicious..."

Liu Ni wanted to escape, but was grabbed by the prison doctor.

Xiuens hid behind Ivan, his face flushed.

Because he was one of the few people who knew the truth.

Finally, when the chef scooped a spoonful of the black and sticky liquid in the pot with a spoon and poured it on the beautifully arranged nine-turn large intestine, he poured another spoonful of hot oil.

With a burst of "sizzling" sound, a small smell came up.

The hearts of the people finally died at this moment.

This finishing action also announced that the dish was officially served.

The chef wiped his hands on his apron, then smiled and said to everyone: "Which gentleman will taste first?"

At this time, everyone's eyes flew around instantly.

You look at me, I look at you, then look at the sky, and then look at the ground.

Anyway, no one took the initiative to stand up and be the first person to eat crabs.

At this time, Lu Xiao's eyes fell on Zhang Weidong.

He broke one of his fingers and then stuffed it into his mouth.

A moment later, he said to Zhang Weidong with Liu Guang's face: "Old Zhang, I have never asked you for anything in my life..."

Zhang Weidong's face turned pale instantly, and then he shook his head frantically.

Lu Xiao frowned and said in a low voice: "This is an order!"

Who knew that Zhang Weidong actually cursed: "Don't give me this set!

I am the commander now!"

Seeing that Zhang Weidong was not soft or hard, Lu Xiao also felt helpless.

He pursed his lips, and then continued to persuade earnestly: "Old Zhang, even if you don't consider my feelings, you should consider the soldiers under your command.

They are all waiting to return triumphantly with you, Old Zhang!

If the chef can become a god..."

Before Lu Xiao finished speaking, Zhang Weidong stood up suddenly.

Then he quickly came to the plate of nine-turn large intestine.

The chef smiled evilly and raised his hand to make a "please" gesture.

At this moment, Zhang Weidong's forehead was bulging with veins, and his expression looked extremely ferocious.

Then he stretched out two fingers and trembled to pick up a piece of large intestine.

After hesitating for half a second, he closed his eyes and stuffed the nine-turn large intestine into his mouth.