On a country road, a young man in casual clothes walked leisurely, his pace seemingly neither fast nor slow.

But with every step he took, his figure instantly crossed a distance of several meters like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye he had walked a long way.

It was Lin Mo who came here to track down Huang Quanyin’s lair.

He asked for a few days off, using the excuse that he had something to deal with back home.

Afterwards, he rushed to Lingnan without stopping.

After turning a ridge, a two-story wooden building suddenly appeared in front of us.

The four words "Forget Worry Tavern" on the crooked plaque have faded and peeled off.

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes.

This place has appeared in the memory of the Thousand Faces Man. It is one of the outposts outside Huangquanyin.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door, the strong aroma of meat mixed with the smell of cheap alcohol hit me in the face.

There were four or five tables in the dim hall, but no one was there.

Behind the counter hung a half-rack of dried animal meat, with a layer of suspicious white mold on the surface.

"anyone there?"

Lin Mo deliberately raised his voice and knocked his knuckles on the counter three times.

"Boss, give me a bottle of wine."

In the kitchen, a big man with his upper body naked was holding a mouthful of water and suddenly sprayed it onto the shiny sharp knife in his hand.

Then he skillfully picked up the sharp knife and started scraping the flesh on the chopping board.

His movements were smooth and fluid, and it was obvious that he was an expert.

However, the flesh on the chopping board turned out to be a bloody corpse!

A severed finger suddenly fell from the chopping board.

The big man bent down, picked it up, and threw it into the basin next to him.

The basin was already filled with various broken limbs and arms, emitting a disgusting stench.

Next to him, an old man was puffing on his pipe.

He spoke with a thick Sichuan accent and said with regret, "This woman has delicate skin and tender flesh. It would be great if I could keep her for fun."

The big man stopped what he was doing and grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"I didn't expect that this woman looked plump, but she was so fragile that she died in just two strokes."

The old man blew out a puff of smoke and complained, "You are so strong, even a tigress can't stand your torment! You don't know how to be gentle with women, what a pity..."

The big man waved his hand nonchalantly: "Alright, alright, stop the fucking whining. Isn't there another one next to it? Even though it's not open yet, it's still pretty good. It's enough for you to play with all night."

As he spoke, he looked greedily at the girl who was tied up next to him.

The girl's eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, with tears welling up in her eyes.

Just now, she witnessed with her own eyes the tragic scene of her senior sister being raped to death and then skinned alive.

The bloody and horrific scene kept replaying in her mind like a nightmare.

At this moment, her hands were tied tightly to the beams and a ball of rag was stuffed in her mouth, so she could not make any sound.

Even if he wanted to bite his tongue to commit suicide, he couldn't do it and could only wait in despair for an unknown fate.

When the old man heard what the big man said, he immediately smiled and all the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together.

"That's a good feeling."

Just then, the two heard a noise coming from outside.

The old man's expression changed, and he quickly stood up, put his pipe in his arms, and said, "Don't worry about cutting the meat. I'll go out and take a look."

After saying that, he hurried out.

A moment later, Lin Mo saw a short, fat old man with a greasy face, who lifted the curtain and walked out, with dark red stains on his apron.

"Excuse me, sir. This little shop is remote and has few customers."

The shopkeeper smiled but kept looking at Lin Mo.

Seeing Lin Mo's handsome appearance and delicate skin, he immediately felt evil.

"It's really good white meat!"

The shopkeeper put on a false smile and asked, "Hello, sir. Would you like to have a meal or stay overnight?"

Lin Mo sat down by the window, his fingertips lightly running across the table, leaving a thin layer of putty on his fingertips.

"Bring me a pot of wine and some meat."

The shopkeeper's smile froze for a moment.

"Hey... the meat is not fresh. How about I stir-fry some wild vegetables for you? They were just picked this morning."

"I smell the aroma of meat." Lin Mo looked directly into the shopkeeper's flashing eyes, "Isn't it being cooked in the kitchen?"

There was a sound of metal colliding behind the curtain.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from the shopkeeper's forehead.

"That's... that's for my own servants, not suitable for entertaining guests..."

Lin Mo suddenly stood up and strode towards the kitchen: "Let me take a look myself."

"Sir! You can't do that!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly tried to stop him, blocking the curtain with his fat body.

Lin Mo pretended to be tripped, stumbled and knocked the shopkeeper aside, and lifted the curtain.

The scene in the kitchen made Lin Mo's pupils shrink suddenly.

A milky white broth was boiling in a large iron pot.

There were a few slices of meat scattered on the chopping board, the texture was as delicate as... human flesh!

The most horrifying thing was that a girl of about sixteen or seventeen was tied to a wooden pillar in the corner.

There was a rag stuffed in his mouth and his almond eyes were full of fear.

A bloody boning knife was thrown on the ground next to her, with a few strands of her long hair still stuck to the blade.

"So this is a black shop!"

The shopkeeper's face suddenly turned ferocious.

"I wanted you to live a little longer, but you chose to die!"

He pulled out a machete from under the chopping board and shouted to the inner room, "Old Knife! Time to work!"

A sturdy man nearly two meters tall came out in response, holding two bone-cutting knives in his hands, with minced meat still stained on the backs of the knives.

He walked out from the depths of the kitchen with a menacing look.

He was a burly man with muscular build, a face full of flesh, and a look of ferocity and brutality in his eyes.

The two men approached Lin Mo from the left and right.

"Another two-legged sheep delivered to our door." The big man licked his lips. "It has delicate skin and tender meat, perfect for sashimi."

Lin Mo stood there without moving until the machete was only three inches away from his head, and then his figure suddenly blurred.

The shopkeeper only felt his wrist go numb, the machete fell to the ground with a clang, and then he felt a sharp pain in his knee and fell to his knees.

Lin Mo formed his five fingers into claws and grabbed the shopkeeper's neck like lightning.

The shopkeeper only felt a powerful force coming at him, his throat was tightly strangled, and breathing became difficult in an instant.

He widened his eyes in horror, and tried desperately to pry Lin Mo's hands open with his hands, making a "wuwu" sound from his mouth.

Lin Mo twisted it hard, and with a "click" sound, the shopkeeper's neck was broken and his head drooped down weakly.

When the big man saw this, he roared and slashed at Lin Mo with both swords.

The kitchen knife drew a sharp arc in the air, with a whistling sound, as if it was going to chop Lin Mo in half.

Lin Mo dodged and the big man's attack missed.

He leaned sideways towards the big man, grabbed the wrist of the big man holding the knife with his right hand like a pair of pliers, and twisted it hard.

The big man only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground with a clang.

The big man roared in pain, raised his other fist and hit Lin Mo in the face.

This punch was powerful and carried a force of a thousand pounds. If you were hit by it, you would definitely suffer a bloody head.

Lin Mo was not in a hurry. He turned his head slightly and dodged the punch.

At the same time, he clenched his left fist and hit the big man's abdomen hard.

This punch contained great power, like a cannonball hitting the big man's body.

The big man felt his abdomen churning and his internal organs seemed to have shifted.

He bent over in pain, spurting blood from his mouth.

Lin Mo took advantage of the situation and kicked the big man on the knee.

The big man fell to his knees with a plop, his knees hitting the ground with a dull sound.

The big man struggled to stand up, but Lin Mo would not give him the chance.

He made claws with both hands, grabbed his shoulder blades, and squeezed them hard, and immediately there was a sound of bones breaking.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The big man couldn't help but let out a shrill scream!

The huge body fell to the ground with a loud bang!

The whole process takes no more than five breaths.