Zaba and the minions are all rough men, with a heart and a bowl of soup. For them, they ate up in the blink of an eye.

Zaba put down his knife and fork with satisfaction, wiped his mouth, "Well, the last dish actually tastes good, but it's a bit salty."

The minions immediately agreed, "Yes, this soup is really delicious on earth, although it is a bit salty, but the flavor is undiminished. Manna's craftsmanship is really not covered."

At this time, Azan who was hiding outside the door peeking all looked in his eyes and couldn't help laughing, "Huh, have you all eaten it? You beasts, wait for death. I think it's salty, that's because I deliberately added more salt. You drink such a salty soup with relish, are you the reincarnations of pigs?"

Zhaba said, "It seems that Manna's words are right. People's mind is a top-notch tonic. It is too wasteful to eat the oil. It is better to boil the soup to make up for the body. I am older and have a lot of physical strength. In the future, yes It’s time to eat a human heart on a regular basis to make up for it."

The minions immediately flattered, "Where is the old man, the old man is now very young and powerful, it is a good situation."

Zhaba smiled, "Don't give me peace of mind anymore. I know my own body better than anyone else. Once a man is over fifty, he must be nourished frequently, otherwise he won't even be able to feed his own woman."

The minions laughed, "It is not easy for the master to want to nourish. From now on, we will catch a living person for the master to enjoy it regularly. There are so many people in the village. Wanting a heart is not as easy as killing a chicken."

Zaba nodded, "Well, I’ll leave this to you. Find me a heart regularly, preferably the heart of a living person. The dead ones are not fresh. Remember, things should be clean and neat, don’t Found by those poor bones."

The minions said, "Master, don't worry, this matter is left to us. After the matter is done, as long as the master rewards us with a bowl of soup."

Zaba nodded and waved to the minions, "Go, go to the **** Fili, I must find that **** tonight."

The minions nodded, stood up, and were about to walk outside the door. The fat man suddenly clutched his stomach and groaned.

"No way, my stomach hurts."

The thin man cursed, "Fatty, you eat too much." After speaking, he felt that his stomach was not right.

"Ah? Why do I have a stomachache."

"Oh, I can't stand the pain anymore."

The fat man simply rolled on the ground holding his stomach. The thin man couldn't hold it anymore, sitting on the chair and groaning.

Zhaba angrily said, "What are you two idiots doing?" After cursing, he immediately slumped on the chair with a pain in his stomach, "What's the matter? My stomach hurts too."

At this time, all the minions in a room rolled on the ground clutching their stomachs.

The fat man was sweating with pain, clutching his stomach and shouting, "Master, there is a problem with this soup. Couldn't someone poison the soup?"

Zhaba frowned. "But it shouldn't be. I went to the kitchen several times when Manna was cooking the soup. I checked all her ingredients. She usually cooks the soup like this."

The fat man reminded, "But sir, when the thin man and I went to the kitchen, there was no one in the kitchen."

The thin man said, "Master, don't blame me for talking too much. Someone must have secretly put poisonous things into the soup while Manna is not in the kitchen. Otherwise, why do we all have stomach pains?"

Zaba gritted his teeth, "Damn Manna, where did he go?"

Standing outside the door, Ajahn saw Zaba and the claws rolling around with pain, and they leaned forward with a smile.

"It seems that it's time to debut."

Azan originally planned to break in directly, but he felt uncomfortable. Although these villains were dying, they were strong adults after all, and he was only a six-year-old kid, so he still had to have a weapon in his hand.

When I think of sharp tools, I naturally go back to the kitchen to find them.

Azan returned to the kitchen, grabbed the kitchen knife on the chopping board, and hurriedly ran towards the door, but when he ran to the door, he felt sick, "Huh, aren't these beasts clamoring to find Manna and Fili?" I'll let them know the whereabouts of these two bitches." After speaking, he immediately ran to the stove and took out Manna's head hidden under the stove.

Then he ran to the yard, removed the pile of firewood, dragged out Philip's body, raised the kitchen knife, and chopped off her head.

Azan tied the two women's long hair together and held them in his hands. The two heads were squeezed together, and they didn't feel too heavy.

Azan stared at the light, staring at the two heads, and sneered, "Manna and Philip, you two women, one is ugly, the heart is like a snake, the other is radiant and shameless, you both deserve to die." After speaking, laughing, holding two heads, walked towards the brightly lit hall.

Zaba and his minions were rolling all over the floor in pain. At this time, the suspicious Zaba suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Fools, don't you find that the dog hasn't barked tonight?"

Now, the minions were completely panicked.

"Yes, sir, the dog has never barked."

The fat man shouted, "Master, as soon as you said, we also found out. Just now we went to the kitchen to serve soup and we didn't hear the dog barking."

Zhaba was shocked, "Oh, it seems that the dog is dead. Tangli was poisoned again. If I guess right, the poisoned guy will show up soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Azan walking in with a smile holding a kitchen knife. But he was holding a kitchen knife in his right hand, but his left hand was hidden behind him, not knowing what he was holding.

"Don't worry about your dogs. Those vicious dogs were poisoned by me long ago."

Zaba was so startled that he couldn't close his mouth. "Boy, why are you? You kid, you actually poisoned my dog?"

Azan smiled, "Master Zaba, how does my mother feel?"

"Boy, did you poison the soup?"

"That's right, after you left, I picked some guttata on the river beach, then I chopped up the guttata, and threw them all into the pot of soup."

The minions cursed, "Little boy, you are so ruthless, you actually boil the heartbreaker in the soup for us to drink."

Azan smiled and said, "Master Zhaba, is the soup made with heartbroken grass delicious? By the way, in order to worry that you may find a peculiar smell in the soup, I deliberately put more salt in the soup, so you will think the soup is saltier."

Zaba angrily said, "Damn bastard, you are so scheming that you want to put salt in the soup to cover up the smell of the guillotine grass. Boy, you are so mean."

Azan smiled and said, "I'm really sorry. If you want to kill all of your beasts, I have to use this despicable method. Otherwise, I am a six-year-old child, I am afraid I can't even kill any of you. "

Zaba gritted his teeth with hatred, "Damn boy, we were so careless, we actually followed your way."