"Stop." Feng Feng ran chasing the empty air in front of him in the kitchen of a luxurious Chinese restaurant.

The manager outside the kitchen door looked dumbfounded. He was thinking about calling the mental hospital to get rid of this monster in the kitchen, but the scene that followed made him give up this idea because he was thinking again that he was

You shouldn't go to a mental hospital for two years.

In the kitchen, Feng Feng kept dodging eggplant, radish and cabbage flying towards him.

The manager turned around, leaned against the door, and slid to the ground. This restaurant was newly bought by his boss. However, after buying it, he did not rush to open the door to welcome guests. Instead, he gave him a name plate with a name on it.

After contacting him, he found out that it was the contact information of a supermarket, but he still followed the boss's instructions and told the person on the phone that this place was haunted. Then, he saw the scene in front of him.

A fat man wearing a chef's uniform was confronting Feng Feng.

"Come here, I'll take you where you should go." Feng Feng said breathlessly.

"I'm not going anywhere." The fat cook said, casually picking up the eggplants, radishes, etc. and throwing them at Feng Feng.

Feng Feng kept dodging, rummaging in the bag with one hand, and occasionally using the other hand to knock away vegetables flying towards him.

The fat cook saw Feng Feng's movements, "What are you holding with that hand? Stretch out." He picked up a kitchen knife.

Feng Feng looked at the excited fat cook in front of him and raised his hands, "I didn't take anything. You put the knife down first and we have a good chat."

The fat cook pointed the knife at Feng Feng and shouted loudly: "Back off, back off."

Feng Feng swallowed, "Okay, I'll step back." He was afraid that the knife in the fat cook's hand would fly towards him. He could knock out eggplants and radishes, but he wasn't sure about the knife.

Things can't be knocked out casually. It requires the skill to catch the sword with bare hands, and he doesn't have this kind of skill.

The fat cook said: "You get out, you get out."

Feng Feng slowly backed away and said: "Calm down, calm down, you are a cook, and the knife in your hand is a kitchen knife. It is used for cooking, not for cutting people, calm down."

The fat cook seemed not to have heard anything and waved his kitchen knife to scare Feng Feng.

Feng Feng retreated to the door and found that the door was locked.

This was locked by the manager. He locked it when he saw Feng Feng performing alone in the kitchen. He was afraid that the crazy Feng Feng in the kitchen would come out and threaten his safety.

Seeing that Feng Feng didn't go out, the fat cook shouted: "Get out, quickly, open the door and get out, get out of my kitchen."

Feng Feng spread his hands helplessly, and then tried to open the door to let the fat cook know that the door was locked.

The fat cook saw that Feng Feng couldn't open the door. When he knew that the door was locked, he said, "Use this to open the door." After that, he threw the knife in his hand towards Feng Feng.

Feng Feng saw a kitchen knife flying toward him, and was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged, and then saw the knife nailed to the door.

Feng Feng was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He let out a long breath, and then looked for the fat cook, but he couldn't find him.

The fat cook hid the moment he shot the knife, hiding in a corner of the kitchen. Ghosts can make their bodies very small, and they can also attach themselves to something.

Feng Feng looked at everything in the kitchen and after not noticing the fat cook, he took out a bottle of spray from the backpack on his back. The spray in this bottle was not filled with cow tears, but with black dog blood.

The fat cook felt frightened when he saw the spray Feng Feng took out, and secretly turned behind a cabbage.

"I advise you to come out on your own, otherwise I will find it. This bottle of blood in my hand will not be comfortable for you." Feng Feng said.

There was no sound in the kitchen responding to him.

"I saw you, come out. I saw you. I advise you to come out on your own. It will be worse for you if you let me find out." Feng Feng did not see the fat cook, but was frying the fat cook.

The fat cook muttered in a low voice: "If you don't go out, I won't go out. If you can, find me out."

Feng Feng looked for it in the kitchen, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time. He sprayed black dog blood twice from time to time, but there was no movement.

The fat cook thought to himself: "If I can't find you, just leave! Please!"

Feng Feng opened the cold storage in the kitchen and took out a clean chicken. He then closed the door of the cold storage, opened the oven, put the chicken in, adjusted it casually a few times, and then glanced at the kitchen and looked through the kitchen door.

He pulled out the knife and said, "Looks like I need to learn cooking skills."

When the fat chef heard what Feng Feng said, he didn't know what he was going to do. He stuck his head out and looked at Feng Feng.

Feng Feng thought for a while and said, "The Northeastern stew should be easy to make, so let's make random stew." Picked up the vegetables from the ground, washed them, then put a pot on the gas stove, added water, turned on the fire, and covered it.

Pot lid.

The fat cook looked worried and said, "Put in too little water, it will be gone after it boils."

Feng Feng casually cut the washed vegetables a few times with a knife, looked at it himself, and sighed, "Why is your knife skills so good!"

At this time, the water boiled.

Feng Feng opened the lid of the pot, looked at the water that was almost drying up, and then looked at the pile of cut vegetables. It was obviously out of proportion, and he filled in a lot of water, "I know you are a first-class chef, look at me like this

Are you itching to cook? It’s been a long time since you’ve been cooking. You can’t help it anymore! Just come out if you can’t help it.”

The fat chef looked anxious, the impulse in Ninja's heart.

Feng Feng hummed a little tune, waiting for the water in the pot to boil, and looked into the kitchen, looking for the fat chef.

When the water boiled, Feng Feng put the chopped vegetables into the pot and looked at the cabbage strips, potato cubes, eggplant noodles, etc. in the pot.

The fat cook said: "Your cooking skills are really not that good! Are those big potato pieces cooked? It took two knives to cut an eggplant into three sections! Also, you actually put the carrots in whole, and you put the tomatoes in

I actually have time to chop it into stuffing! This is cooking! This is clearly a dark dish! Wait, that’s chili powder, don’t put so much!”

Feng Feng picked up the jar containing chili powder and poured half of it in, then picked up the vinegar bottle.

The fat chef was still complaining, "No, my God! Who do you want to kill with a bottle of vinegar?"

Feng Feng picked up the salt shaker again, "I know you're watching. Come out. Watching me cook like this is a torture for you! Come out, you can't run away." Then he poured out the salt shaker.

Got in.

The fat cook couldn't bear to look at it, "I'll close my eyes, you can do whatever you want."

Feng Feng sighed, "It seems I can't lure you out, forget it." He turned off the fire.

The fat cook said: "You are finally over. I really can't stand it anymore."

Feng Feng took out the bottle of black dog blood spray and said, "It's such a waste to use this." He put it away and took out a dozen Yang Talismans. "You should be able to use this." After that, he stuck it on the kitchen wall.

The fat cook felt very hot, almost like he was in a steam oven, but he just wouldn't get out.

Feng Feng said: "It's okay, I have a lot of patience, I'll wait, it will be very uncomfortable in the steam oven! It will be fine when you get out, come out, I will take you out."

The fat cook couldn't bear the heat anymore, so he stopped hiding and jumped out, "It's so hot, it's so hot, please hurry up and put away all the talismans on the wall."

Feng Feng spread his hands, "You come with me, and I'll put it away."

The fat cook picked up the cabbage he had just hidden and threw it at Feng Feng, "Don't think about it." Then he rushed towards the door. When he put his hand on the door, it felt like he was putting his hand on a red-hot iron plate, "Ah...

"

Feng Feng thought it was funny, "Just give up, you won't be able to get out."

The fat cook looked at his red-hot hands, and Ninja looked at Feng Feng in pain, "Why don't you let me go? I have offended you."

Feng Feng said: "That person's money is used to eliminate disasters for others."

The fat cook said: "Who am I bumping into here! I just want to stay in the kitchen!"

Feng Feng said: "You were in the kitchen and scared the chefs away. You forgot how the last one closed down."

The fat cook said: "Can you blame me? I was just hungry and wanted to find something to eat, but there was nothing, so I had to do it myself."

Feng Feng said: "Yes, you did it yourself, but people watched from the surveillance camera that the knife was cutting the vegetables by itself, and the ingredients were flying by themselves. You even burned the kitchen to others, and almost burned down the entire restaurant."

The fat chef said: "How do you know this?"

Feng Feng said: "I read the report on the fire, I also watched the surveillance video, and I also got all your information. I can find out all the information I want to know about you."

The fat cook said: "Since you know so well, you should know that I have never harmed anyone."

Feng Feng said: "Yes, you also helped the chefs improve their cooking skills, possessed the chefs and guided the chefs in cooking, and also helped the chefs in cooking."

The fat chef said: "So, I have so many benefits here, why do you still come to accept me?"

Feng Feng said: "You scared your last boss to the point where he had a heart attack. He was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. He stayed in the hospital for a full month. You still have the nerve to say it's good, you know it's scary!"

The fat chef lowered his head and stopped talking.

Feng Feng walked over and said, "Come with me. I'm not here to take you in. I'm just sending you to where you should go. Don't you want to take a look at your mother? She lives in the hospital now. Your wife is here.

Take care of her."

The fat chef said: "I'll go with you."

Feng Feng kicked the door open.

The manager at the door was kicked by Feng Feng, and then he sat on the ground and looked at Feng Feng. In his eyes, Feng Feng was a psychopath now, and he might go up and catch him at any time, and then said in a friendly way, "Let's work together

Let’s play!”

Feng Feng knelt down, looked at the manager and said, "I'm not happy about you locking the door. Tell your boss, I'll add another hundred thousand to the money." Then he walked away.
Chapter completed!