Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

"Oh, this..."

For a moment, the other poachers all looked at Zhang Laohei, hoping he would say something more.

Zhang Laohei: "???"

"No, why are you looking at me? Look at what's left on the table, eat some if you can!"

"It's always good to be a well-fed glutton!"

After saying that, Zhang Laohei took a cigarette in one hand and picked up the plate of stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts on the table with the other.

Because of Zhang Laohei's words, a sense of panic quickly spread among these poachers.

While the chef was preparing the dishes for his table, Yang Ning, seeing the people's flustered state, felt a pang of sympathy and spoke up to comfort them, "Don't listen to his nonsense!"

"He's wrong!"

"It's just a coincidence that someone died from the previous dish; there's no such pattern."

Clang!

The chef's hand trembled, and he almost spilled the food he was carrying.

Judging from the meaning behind those words...

I've already served six dishes to this table, which means six people have already died in my tiny restaurant?!

And without making a sound?!

Where did everyone else go, except for the two lying on the ground?

Not even a speck of blood?

Suddenly, the chef, who was originally skilled at serving dishes, became rusty.

The other people in the restaurant calmed down a bit.

It seems that Yang Ning's words did have a calming effect.

Just as everyone was pondering the meaning behind Yang Ning's words, Yang Ning added, "Don't worry, don't worry, there really isn't such a rule."

"After all, if such a pattern really existed, wouldn't it be better to just kill the chef and avoid dying?"

"Don't worry, such a thing is impossible. I guarantee it to you with my integrity."

As soon as Yang Ning finished speaking, the restaurant seemed to be instantly silenced.

Zhang Laohei, who was picking at the food at the next table, stopped, and the expressions on the faces of the others also stopped changing.

The chef, who was placing the last dish on his table, suddenly froze and stopped.

His hand remained frozen in mid-air.

Han Yang glanced at him and asked coldly, "Is your polio starting to cause seizures?"

Ruan Kai took the dishes from the chef and said, "Boss, you're making so much money, why don't you hire some waiters? Don't do everything yourself, it's exhausting!"

Yang Ning yawned and said, "The boss has hired quite a few waiters, but to save money, he has to change them every month, right, boss?"

Upon hearing Yang Ning's words, the chef was completely flustered. He had been frozen in place, but now his hands started to tremble.

Han Yang raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, you've really started having these twitches? But why do you have to change them every month?"

Yang Ning: "If you work for someone and they don't pay you after a month, would you work for them a second month?"

Han Yang looked at the chef and frowned, saying, "He says he won't give it to us, but do you think the waiters will agree to that?"

At this moment, Ruan Kai took out the Soul Plate, looked at it, and said, "So, do you still remember what that woman said just now?"

"If someone is thrown into a ditch, no one will even know if they've rotted away."

Ruan Kai stared at the chef and asked, "Boss, I wonder how many waiters you've thrown into the ditch demanding their wages?"

A look of panic flashed across the chef's face. Before he could speak, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Several police officers were knocking on the door, followed by SWAT officers.

Ruan Kaiyao's men finally arrived.

"Open the door!"

"Routine check!"

In an instant, apart from Yang Ning and his two companions, everyone in the restaurant showed a very consistent change in expression!

First came panic and fear, then a desperate madness!

These people brandished their weapons, and one of them roared at the cook, "Open the tunnel!"

"well!"

The chef hurriedly ran towards a corner of the restaurant in a panic!

Looking at the table full of food, Yang Ning said, "Keep eating, don't waste food, we still have some time."

Without saying a word, Ruan Kai and Han Yang continued eating.

Seeing that the people inside were not cooperating, the police officers outside immediately began to figure out how to break down the door.

But the poachers inside couldn't open the door, and now the police officers outside can't open it either.

Not only the door, but even the window on one side couldn't be opened.

Inside the restaurant, the poachers remained on guard, urging the chef to quickly open the tunnel.

They dared not provoke Yang Ning and his two companions now, given the precedent of six deaths already.

In a corner of the restaurant, a chef was smashing a floor tile with a hammer, and a putrid stench filled the air, revealing a dark passage underneath.

The cook jumped down first, then turned and shouted towards the cashier, "Wife! Hurry up! Grab the box!"

The woman, who was already fast asleep, naturally couldn't respond to him.

The chef exclaimed impatiently, "Damn it, you're just going to wait here to die!"

After saying that, he walked deeper into the tunnel, and the poachers behind him hurriedly followed.

This caused all the dozen or so poachers in the restaurant to crowd into that corner.

However, before the second poacher could move forward, the cook turned around with a grim expression and angrily said, "Who put the dead antelope into the tunnel the other day?!"

"They didn't clean it up themselves, and now they're blocking the road!"

The poachers behind didn't believe it, so they shone their flashlights down and looked over. They saw piles of rotting antelope and deer carcasses piled up in the tunnel, completely blocking the tunnel that could only accommodate one person at a time!

They were all dumbfounded!

Someone gritted their teeth and said, "There are cops outside! There's no escape, let's move!"

"Okay, let's move!"

So, a dozen poachers took turns moving the rotting animal carcasses out of the tunnel.

boom!!

A loud bang was heard as the police officers outside tried to break down the door.

Among the three members of the "Dry Rice Trio" on the side, Ruan Kai said with slight surprise, "The police officers in the West are wilder than those back home. They go straight into demolition mode, awesome!"

Han Yang mumbled through his food, "Be careful, or you'll bury us!"

Ruan Kai glanced at Yang Ning. "Who are you questioning?"

Han Yang: "This food smells delicious!"

After eating a few slices of cumin-flavored lamb, Yang Ning said, "The wind is coming."

A gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground inside the restaurant, blowing away the stench of rotting animal carcasses emanating from the tunnel.

Even as one animal carcass after another was carried out of the restaurant, there was still no strange smell at Yang Ning's place.

Ruan and Han: "..."

A moment later, the three of them put down their bowls and chopsticks.

Yang Ning asked the two people in front of him, "Are you full?"

The two nodded.

Yang Ning: "Okay."

He raised his hand and slammed it on the table.

Clang!

Over there, the restaurant door, which had just been unable to be opened even after the police used explosives, suddenly collapsed on its own.

The scene left the police officers outside completely stunned.

Seeing this, Han Yang asked in confusion, "Hmm? The door is open? So these poachers are going to face justice?"

Ruan Kai looked at his own soul plate, then at Yang Ning, and thought to himself: "Are you itching for something? You're probably just dreaming!"

Looking up, Ruan Kai saw Yang Ning staring at him.

He quickly said, "Yes, yes! You're right, itchy!"

"These people deserve a just trial!"

"Absolute justice!"

Hearing Ruan Kai say this, Yang Ning smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

Outside the hotel, the urgent honking of horns came rapidly, as if begging for death.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way, all of you!"

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