As Wang Baole's figure stepped into the shop and was swallowed by the ghastly mouth, his vision darkened slightly. It was as if he had passed through a barrier and walked into the shop.
The shop wasn't big, and there were seven to eight tables. Because it was a festival, there weren't many customers. Wang Baole only saw the shop's waiter, shopkeeper, and chef.
The shopkeeper was a woman. Her body wasn't skinny, but curvaceous. She was dressed coquettishly and her clothes were very revealing. She exuded the charm of a mature woman.
At this moment, she was sitting on a table with one leg on the chair beside her. Her eyes were red as she licked her lips. When she saw Wang Baole walk in, she couldn't help but let out a lewd laugh.
"Yo, such a fragrant customer came on the day of the Gluttony Festival."
Beside the female shopkeeper, there was a midget. This midget was extremely ugly. Although his body wasn't as round as the little fatty outside, his ugly appearance and the ferocious aura he exuded were enough to shock most people at first sight.
Not far away, there was a fat, burly man holding a kitchen knife dripping with blood. This burly man's eyes were so small that if one didn't look carefully, one wouldn't be able to see his eyes.
Only heavy breathing came from his mouth, as if he couldn't control himself. When he looked at Wang Baole, his throat was clearly moving.
Looking at the three strange cultivators of the City of Gluttony, Wang Baole's heart was calm. He revealed a faint smile and spoke softly.
"Is the shop closed today? Why aren't there any other customers? Also, I'd like to ask, are you looking for a boss? "
"Boss?" The female shopkeeper laughed out loud.
"Young customer, you're really interesting. Today is the day to stock up, so naturally, the shop isn't open to the public. However, the fragrance on your body is overwhelming. You must be a good ingredient, so I'll make an exception for you." As the female shopkeeper spoke, she kicked the midget beside her.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and put this ingredient into the storage room. Remember not to break it. The price will be better if it's whole."
The midget grinned as a fierce light erupted from his eyes. His entire body turned into a blur as he charged straight at Wang Baole. At the same time, the burly man also roared as he took large strides towards Wang Baole.
At the same time, as Wang Baole entered the shop, the little fatty outside could no longer hide the greed in his eyes. He licked his lips and looked at the surrounding crowd. He laughed mockingly and walked towards the door. As he stepped in, the door of the shop slowly closed.
The surrounding crowd also lowered their heads and hurried away.
However, five or six breaths of time after Fatty stepped into the shop, and before the crowd could get very far, loud banging sounds could be heard coming from the closed door of the shop. It sounded like someone was struggling inside, trying to open the door and escape.
The onlookers who hadn't gotten very far turned their heads to look when they heard the noise. The outsiders who had just entered the shop had looks of dread in their eyes. They could imagine what sort of miserable treatment the young man who had just walked into the shop was facing.
Although he was struggling to break open the door, it was clearly impossible. Even if he did break open the door, he would be dragged back in.
Things were indeed as they had predicted. In the next moment, the door rumbled and a gap was forcibly opened. A figure struggled to crawl out from within.
However … when they saw who it was, the eyes of the onlookers, who hadn't gotten very far, went wide, and they couldn't control the looks of disbelief and shock that appeared on their faces.
Their predictions had been correct, but also wrong. What was correct was that even if someone tried to break open the door, they would still be dragged back in. What was wrong … was that person.
The person who was struggling to crawl out from the crack in the door was not the young man they had just seen. Instead … it was the very same Fatty who had been laughing mockingly just moments ago.
By now, Fatty's face was covered in blood. His complacency had long since vanished, and his mocking smile was completely cut off from him. Instead, his face was filled with unprecedented terror. It was a terror that seemed to surpass desire, and was clearly visible on his face.
It was as if the world behind the door was filled with great terror. The only thought in his mind right now was to struggle and crawl out as fast as he could, using all of his power to do so.
However … the instant half of the fatty's body crawled out of the crack in the door, a clean and white hand reached out from inside and grabbed the fatty's hair. Then, the fatty was slowly dragged back into the door.
"Save me! Save me!!" Fatty let out a bloodcurdling scream, and the terror in his eyes exploded. He clawed at the ground with both hands, trying to stabilize himself against the hand that was grabbing his hair.
However, the difference in strength between the two parties was too great. Amidst the scratching sounds, the little fatty's hands left deep scratches on the ground, but his body was still fiercely dragged back by that hand.
With a bang, the door slammed shut, and not a single sound could be heard from inside.
The sight of it caused the scalps of the onlookers to go numb. The terror of the shop exceeded their imaginations, and they immediately sped away. Soon, the area was empty again.
At that moment, as the crowd left in a hurry, and as the frenzied pursuit of the golden tentacles in the entire city neared its end, Wang Baole sat in a chair in the shop that gradually lost the attention of others. In front of him was a bowl of porridge. He held a spoon and slowly tasted it.
In front of him was the fierce-looking dwarf. He was now missing an eye, half an arm, and both his legs were broken. His body trembled as he danced around.
He looked like a circus clown, and as he danced, blood spurted out in all directions. Because his legs were broken, every time he danced, he would be in extreme pain. If anyone else were there and saw what was happening, they would definitely be shocked to the core.
As for the burly man, he sat there paralyzed. The fat on his body trembled, and his hands slapped his stomach repeatedly. The sound of drumming could be heard, as if it were the accompaniment of a musical instrument.
However, there was a huge gash on his stomach. Every time he slapped his stomach, the wound would tear even more. The burly man's face was pale, and his life force was rapidly slipping away.
As for the female shopkeeper, her flirtatious and licentious demeanor was completely gone. She sat there paralyzed on the ground, and in front of her was the little fatty, whose face was covered in blood. The two of them trembled as they slapped each other across the face with all their might.
You slap, I slap. The slapping sounds filled the shop, and seemed to echo the drumming of the burly man.
Because they had to slap each other with force, their faces were unrecognizable. Even their necks were broken. It was a tragic sight.
However, the four of them didn't dare to struggle. Occasionally, they would look over at Wang Baole, who was calmly eating his porridge. Their faces were filled with unprecedented fear, as if they were looking at some evil fiend.
After a long moment passed, Wang Baole put down his spoon. Satisfied with the taste of the porridge, he said coolly, "I want to ask you something.
"I would like to ask, is this shop lacking an owner now?"
The four of them nodded madly.
(End of Chapter)
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