"Knew it."

Putting down the mouse, Zhang Yan sighed and scratched his hair.

By browsing posts, videos and even advertisements related to "pig killing" on the Internet, Zhang Yu learned that most pigs are now sent to pig farms for collective slaughter, then collectively quarantined, and then put on the market.

It’s not that the kind of butchers that used to kill pigs by hand are gone. There are still some in rural areas, but they are hard to find.

"I'll go to the vegetable market in the afternoon and try to kill a chicken. If it doesn't work, I'll find a way... No, I can just go to the slaughterhouse and buy a pig to kill!"

A bright light flashed through his mind, and Zhang Yan couldn't help but slap his forehead.

He was actually bothered by the issue of killing pigs before. It was so stupid.

Seeing that the time was almost eleven o'clock in the morning, and Zhang Ke was still retreating in his room to create, Zhang Zhen went out directly.

He went downstairs and got on the eDonkey, searched for the location of the slaughterhouse near Xiaxian City on his mobile phone, and rushed to a designated slaughterhouse at the junction of Nancheng District and the countryside.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Yu appeared outside a small slaughterhouse.

He did not rush in, but first checked the current pig and pork prices on his mobile phone to prevent being slaughtered too much.

After checking the relevant information and having a good idea, Zhang Zhen walked into the slaughterhouse. The smell of blood and other strange smells immediately penetrated Zhang Zhen's nose.

"What's the matter?" A man who was standing in the courtyard came up to Zhang Zhen and asked.

"Talk about business." Zhang Zhen said directly.

"Batch pork?" the man asked in an uncertain tone.

Zhang Zhen now looks like a high school student, but his demeanor and tone when he speaks are very much like an adult, which makes it difficult for the man to determine whether Zhang Zhen is a student or a young man who has entered society.

Zhang Ying said: "I want to buy and kill pigs from you, and then sell the pork to you."

After hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said displeasedly: "Is there something wrong with your mind?"

"Don't get me wrong." Zhang Yan explained calmly, "I am a student preparing to sign up for the martial arts examination. I came to you to talk about this business because I heard that killing pigs can exercise courage and even develop murderous intent."

After hearing the explanation, the displeasure on the man's face disappeared and he asked, "Where did you hear that? Didn't you know that machines are used to kill pigs now?"

"I know, that's why I didn't go to the pig farm, but came to your slaughterhouse."

The man seemed to have some doubts about Zhang Jin's sincerity. He looked at Zhang Jin again and then asked: "How many pigs are you going to buy?"

Zhang Ying said: "It depends on the situation, maybe four or five, maybe dozens."

After listening, the man touched his chin and said, "I can't make the decision on this matter. You can talk to the boss's wife."

Then, under the guidance of the man, Zhang Zhen came to a small courtyard inside the slaughterhouse and met the proprietress.

What surprised Zhang Yi was that the landlady was not old, but a woman who looked about thirty years old, but her body shape was not far from what Zhang Yi had imagined. She was an absolute heavyweight.

After seeing the proprietress, neither Zhang Zhen nor the man spoke because the proprietress was playing mobile games.

Because of the emergence of Sky Gate and the revival of martial arts, many of Blue Star's popular games are relatively hard-core fighting games.

Fighting in this type of game is often more tense and intense, with no room for distraction, but each round is also very short.

No, Zhang Jing and the man only waited for a minute before the landlady slapped her phone on the table.

"What's the matter?"

"This guy wants to buy a pig to kill...why don't you tell him yourself?" The man said half a sentence and looked at Zhang Yan.

Zhang Zhen nodded, and then explained his intention in a leisurely manner.

After listening to Zhang Yan's words, the proprietress also frowned and asked: "How are you going to kill the pig? Should you fix the pig for you to kill, or let it go for you to kill?"

Zhang Zhen thought for a while and said: "Let me try it first by fixing it. If it doesn't work, let it go."

First of all, Zhang Jing didn't know whether the captive pigs would hate him after being immobilized.

Secondly, he didn't know whether this kind of hatred and hatred needed to reach a certain standard before he could use the yellow dot to transform it into an experience monster.

So, it has to be tested.

The landlady must be a very straightforward person. After hearing this, she said directly: "I will kill you for a fixed price of 100 yuan per pig. If I kill it for you, it will be more troublesome for us to deal with it later. A pig will cost 200 yuan. One price."

, I can’t pull him down.”

Zhang Jing felt that the price quoted by the landlady was a bit high, but not too bad, so he nodded and said: "Okay, you guys hurry up and make arrangements. Let me try to kill one first."

"Third brother, I'll leave this matter to you." After saying that, the landlady picked up the phone again.

The man known as Third Brother nodded and motioned for Zhang Yan to follow him.

Zhang Zhen followed his third brother to the workshop where the slaughtering equipment was installed, and found that no work was started here.

The third brother explained: "We are a small slaughterhouse. Most of the pork is supplied locally. In order to ensure the freshness of the pork, we usually start work at night. Dakui, go wash a pig and prepare to put it on the machine."

The third brother shouted the last sentence from the door on the other side of the workshop.

"Okay." A young man over there responded.

After a while, a simple-looking young man drove a clean white-striped pig over.

The third brother placed an iron cage on the narrow path, and the white-striped pig grunted into the iron cage under the urging of the young man.

The third brother stepped on the iron cage with one foot, looked at Zhang Jing, and said: "Normally, we send the pigs to this machine, use high-voltage electricity to hit the pig's head, and kill the pig in one stroke. Now it's

If you want to kill pigs, then you can only use this."

After saying that, the third brother handed Zhang Zhen a butcher's knife with a sharp head.

The pig-killing knife, which is dark in color and feels greasy and cold, is quite heavy to hold, but with Zhang Yan's current strength, it is quite easy to hold it.

Walking to the iron cage, Zhang Zhen first waved the butcher's knife in front of the pig, then kicked the iron cage, thinking in his mind to turn the pig into an experience monster.

However, the system interface did not give any prompt information.

Zhang Zhen was a little speechless.

He didn't expect that the pig was going to be killed, and he didn't have enough hatred and hatred for the person who waved the knife in front of it.

He knew that wild boars are very aggressive, and free-range pigs occasionally attack other animals and even people. Pigs raised in captivity are generally docile, even if they are driven to the slaughterhouse.

However, he did not expect that the captive pigs would be so docile that they would not show any obvious anger when they were about to be killed.

"Don't know where to start?" The third brother asked with a smile, then pointed to the pig's neck and said: "Its body is stuck, you just need to cut it here and wait for the blood to drain out.

It's dead."

After hearing this, Zhang Zhen thought to himself: This pig has not been transformed into an experience monster, so what is the use of killing it with one knife?

But I can take the opportunity to stimulate this pig.

"Let me give it a try."

After saying this, Zhang Zhen held the pig-killing knife tightly, bowed slightly, and stabbed the pig's neck with the knife!

"hold head high-"

The pig made the sound it made when it was being killed.

But Zhang Zhen's knife did not break the pig's carotid artery, but moved it further back.

The pig kept struggling while screaming, and there was a lot of blood from the knife point, but it was obviously not enough to kill the pig.

"Boy, are your hands shaking? Hurry up and strike again." The third brother stepped firmly on the iron cage, shook his head and laughed.

Zhang Yan frowned - this pig couldn't be turned into an experience monster.

What happened?

Could it be that the stimulation you received was not enough?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan gritted his teeth and stabbed the cage again.

Under his deliberate control, this knife was more deflected than before.

"hold head high!--"

The pig's screams became harsher and its struggle became more violent.

The third brother looked at it and slapped his forehead, and then said: "Boy, can you do it? If not, we will put in some effort and help you tie the pig thoroughly. Otherwise, if you use a few more cuts, this pig will not be tied up."

If you kill me, you will scare me to death!"

Zhang Jing still couldn't transform the pig into an experience monster at this time. He was originally anxious and couldn't find the reason. When he heard what the third brother said, he suddenly figured it out——

The pig was indeed stimulated by him, but it produced another emotion - fear, fear!
Chapter completed!