It wasn't angry, it was just complaining.

After a few breaths, it said, "You won't understand no matter how much you say. You will know it once."

Wang Yao nodded, he did have many problems.

The werewolf turned around and left, murmuring as he walked, something that could not be translated by the proton.

Wang Yao turned to Lao Pimo, and it made a gesture that Wang Yao could understand - asking him to take the jar away.

The eight cans of jars that were enough to be held by the hands, Wang Yao only exchanged all the bonuses for these useless garbage.

But at least in terms of weight, it seems that it is not so much a loss?

Blood and fire mixed with shadows and shadows were cast in this suppressed area. Wang Yao held the jar in his hand, left Lao Pimo's grocery store, and returned with the black mask.

The ghosts do not have a sensitive sense of smell, or they are not interested in jars. The ghosts above the two of them bit the iron net in vain, making the iron net rust a little deeper.

The most popular one seems to be the creatures in the garbage dump in the square. Ghosts gather in pieces above their heads, drooling.

The dirty and smelly creatures did not respond, letting their saliva drip, dyeing their bodies red while dyeing them red.

Wang Yao stopped slightly, looked at the ghosts on the iron net, and then at the creatures staying in their own garbage dumps.

I don't know if these ghosts have any impact on the plan.

If these "foods" are contaminated, it will be troublesome.

Look at the blood-red rust accumulated on their bodies. Obviously, this is not the first time, nor will it be the last time.

The black mask was thinking about something, but he didn't notice that Wang Yao stopped and continued to move forward.

Sparse and sparse—

The subtle crawling sound was followed by the ghost man above his head.

Wang Yaowei looked up and noticed that there was only one ghost man wandering over Wang Yao and the Black Mask's head, hesitating. Then, after a moment, he climbed over the Black Mask's head like other similar people.

Wang Yao's cold face seemed thoughtful.

"What's wrong, bastard." The black mask noticed that Wang Yao did not follow.

"Nothing." After saying this, Wang Yao walked forward and stood side by side with it again.

And the ghost man has changed from following the black mask to following the two again.

Back at the hut, the black mask put the iron door in place and couldn't wait to look at Wang Yao.

This saved Wang Yao a lot of effort.

"This is for you." Wang Yao sat on the ground and pushed out a portion of the jar in front of him. He looked up at the reflection on the black mask.

"But you can't eat it yet, and you'll do me a favor."

"Bastard, you are the best bastard ever." Steam erupted from the back of the mask, and the black mask sat down in the imitation of Wang Yao's posture. But it was obvious that its body structure was not enough to make it do such a posture. It had to change to kneeling, which was on par with Wang Yao's level.

“As long as there is no danger.”

Only those who cherish their lives can survive in this place.

"Tomorrow, I will play a show with me." Wang Yao replied. After a pause, he said again: "There will be no danger."

After thinking about it, Wang Yao added again: "The small square outside the door is fine."

"It's that simple?" The black mask couldn't believe it. It reminded Wang Yao: "After entering here, the bonus is getting smaller and smaller. Until you are like this to me, you will regret it if you are so generous."

"At least I won't regret it now. If you think it's too simple..." Wang Yao picked up the jar and threw it into his arms while watching the black mask.

Before it could predict and rushed to catch it, it said again: "I have to ask a few more questions."

"Yes!" The black mask's voice increased a little, as if shouting. "Free!"

"You said before, there is free food here, and it's enough, right?"

"There are no other disadvantages except the taste." said the Black Mask. "But bastard, the taste is really bad. Otherwise, I wouldn't buy this thing with the bonus."

Wang Yao nodded: "Question 2: You said before that they were all dead... How did the contestants die? Are there any other dangers?"

After a brief silence, the black mask was about to open his mouth when he suddenly turned out to the door.

There were no outsiders coming to the small square for a long time, and guests came again at this time.

Wang Yao also looked at the iron gate. But he didn't hear any sound until the iron gate was opened.

The one that appeared at the door was a famous mechanical body. It was more like a metallic body than the flesh and blood of Wang Yao and the Black Mask.

It is thick in size and has a height of about two meters. The metal shell is covered with rust. The circuit board is exposed without any hesitation.

It is more accurate to describe him as a robot. It is said that it is a humanoid creature with mechanical structure.

Or, humanoid creatures with mechanical structures and disrepair.

What is inconsistent with the whole body is the cool and comfortable clear blue eyes - if you don't look at the orange patterns on its neck and the butcher's iron armor on its body.

"I'm here to say hello."

The butcher spoke in an unexpectedly friendly tone.

On the contrary, the black mask seemed to be facing a great enemy. Wang Yao had a flash of eyes, and the black mask that was originally sitting cross-legged in front of him instantly blocked him.

The butcher turned around and installed the iron gate. He casually said like an old friend: "It's time to take a break."

"You don't have to worry about it. Get out of here!" The black mask bent slightly and let out a low roar behind the mask. It protected Wang Yao behind him.

"Relax, I don't eat people." The butcher's tone was like treating a furry cat, helpless and gentle.

"But you ate those bastards of mine!"

"They were not killed by me." The butcher wanted to see Wang Yao, but was blocked by the black mask, so he had to respond: "That was what they chose."

"But they were killed by you, the guillotine."

"Jones, they are different from you." The butcher's clear blue eyes looked at it and called out the name of the black mask.

In Wang Yao's ears, this pronunciation is similar to Jones.

The butcher's voice became low and he said, "They are warriors. The excellent warriors of their respective civilizations. Their heroic souls make them unable to accept being imprisoned in this small cage."

Taking advantage of the moment when the black mask was slightly lost, the butcher looked at Wang Yao and nodded at him while looking at him.

"Like I just said, I'm just here to say hello."

"You're right." The black mask came to his senses and his tone was complicated. But it still stood in front of Wang Yao and refused to give in.

"But I can't let you continue."

"Okay..." The butcher stopped paying attention to the black mask and turned to look at Wang Yao.

"You can ask Lao Pimo where I live. I think we will see you again."

As it said, the purpose of coming was just to say hello. Now that I have finished calling, I will naturally leave.

The black mask felt relieved and turned around and sat down.

"Bastard, you just asked me what dangers the contestants will encounter."

Wang Yao nodded.

"He is our greatest danger."

The black mask grabbed Wang Yao's shoulders, and the mask clearly reflected Wang Yao's cheeks.

"Believe me, don't go to him anyway. It's dangerous. It's more dangerous than any butcher. Other butchers dare not let us die."
Chapter completed!