"The table is small, you two squeeze together and make room for them!"

The old woman complained to the black man and to Hoffman.

One of them was a big guy, the other had a high self-esteem, and they took up a lot of space.

"OK!"

The black man shrank immediately, as if he were freezing in the ice and snow.

Hoffman was reluctant, but when the pollution just started, he didn't dare to get angry directly, so he had to endure it.

After a minute of tossing, everyone finally crowded onto the dining table.

The old woman opened the casserole, and a fragrant smell immediately spread out, but no one had time to taste the aroma.

Because as the old woman opened the lid of the pot, a baby's shrill cry came out of the casserole, which sounded very poignant.

"Damn it, this clay pot rice isn't really made from babies, is it?"

Liao Hongming was shocked.

The cry sounded like the wraith of a baby clinging to the casserole.

The old woman was a real person. She filled a large bowl of rice and handed it to the waiter next to her.

The mistress didn't want to answer and looked at the middle-aged man.

"You're welcome!"

The old lady has a kind face and kind eyes.

"..."

The mistress said in her heart, I am not being polite, I am afraid.

【Catch the bowl!】

Nagami’s comment: [The last one to get it will be unlucky!]

"Old lady, I'm hungry, give me a bowl first!"

Needless to say, Lin Baici was also prepared to take the initiative to ask for a bowl of rice, because this kind of thing was obvious and could not be avoided.

The old woman handed the bowl to Lin Baici.

Lin Baici gave Xia Hongyao and Gu Qingqiu a look.

"Old lady, give me a bowl too!"

Both Cowboy Sister and Liao Hongming spoke.

Lin Baici took the initiative to ask for a bowl of rice, indicating that the problem was not serious, and it would be safe if he followed the instructions.

No matter what happens, it will be easier if someone takes the lead.

Everyone asked the old lady to give them a bowl.

When the old woman handed it to the middle-aged man, the mistress reached out to take it, wanting to take it first.

Snap!

The old woman patted her hand.

"You don't want it if I just gave it to you?"

The old woman was disgusted: "Give it to others first, you wait!"

"hehe!"

The mistress smiled coquettishly and touched the back of her hand.

Soon, everyone got a bowl of rice.

The rice is quite fragrant, but it would be nice if the rice soaked in broth doesn't make any crying noises, it sounds creepy.

"Eat quickly?"

The old woman urged: "Why are you so dazed?"

Everyone looked left and right to see what others were doing, but no one dared to move their chopsticks.

Who knows if there will be any problems if this thing is eaten in the stomach?

In this stalemate, the old woman became unhappy and slammed her chopsticks on the table.

"Why don't you eat?"

The old woman roared.

Xia Hongyao picked up the bowl and chopsticks, pretended to be a show off, and then looked at Lin Bai across the bowl and asked him what to do.

The old woman looked at the mistress: "Why don't you eat?"

"I...I'm not hungry!"

The mistress was very panicked and looked at the middle-aged man for help.

The middle-aged man lowered his head and pretended he didn't hear. He didn't want to be stared at by this old guy.

The old woman said nothing, picked up the rice shovel from the casserole, and suddenly slapped the mistress's mouth hard with her backhand.

Snap!

"ah!"

The mistress was slapped so hard that she couldn't sit still and fell to the ground.

The mouth was visibly swollen.

The old woman picked up the casserole with both hands and feet, and then, like an old bat infected with rabies, pounced on the mistress, sat on her, raised the casserole high, used it as a weapon, and hit the mistress on the head.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The mistress struggled, clawing and beating with her hands and kicking her feet, but she couldn't get rid of the old thing.

"Uncle Zheng!"

The mistress yelled and asked the middle-aged man for help at the top of her lungs.

The middle-aged man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and wanted to help, but he was powerless.

When this old woman hits someone, her movements are more agile and cruel than the middle-aged man like him. The middle-aged man doubts that she can win.

And getting into trouble for a mistress is not worth it.

Seeing that the middle-aged man did not help her, the mistress turned to others for help.

"Help!"

"Please!"

The mistress couldn't resist, so she tried to escape, but she couldn't get rid of the old woman.

It was like that old thing was parasitic on her.

【Don't worry!】

【It’s hopeless!】

Lin Baici was originally hesitant about whether to help, but now after hearing Nao Shen's comments, he immediately gave Xia Hongyao a look and told her to stand still.

"Play dead!"

Lin Baici made a mouth gesture towards the mistress.

But it's a pity that the mistress didn't see it, and even if she did, her acting skills were not good.

Bang bang bang!

Under the old man's casserole hammer, the mistress finally stopped moving, and blood spattered everywhere.

The old woman got up and put the blood-stained casserole on the table.

Blood trickled down.

"Is she...is she dead?"

Liao Hongming was so panicked.

The old woman picked up the mistress's rice bowl, sat back on her, then opened her mouth and poured rice into her mouth.

As crude as cramming a duck!

People like Lin Baici were okay, they had seen many scarier and weirder things than this, but Liao Hongming and the middle-aged man were not so good, they were so scared that they trembled all over.

"Eat quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

The old woman greeted everyone with a smile, just like an amiable grandmother next door.

If everyone hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that she had just killed a woman with her own hands.

No one moved.

The old woman stared at the middle-aged man.
To be continued...