Chapter 3290 Do You Want to Kill a Pig?

A white light flashed, and the neck of the chicken in Mao Fangfei's hand was tilted, and blood spurted out, cutting the carotid artery with a knife.

"Oh, catch the blood in a bowl, will you kill a chicken?"

Mother Fang was furious and took a bowl to catch the blood. Mao Fangfei threw the dying chicken in the yard and smiled at her again, "I can only kill people."

The sun was shining brightly today, but everyone felt a chill, they all shivered, and they all sensed that something was wrong.

"What are you doing with the chicken, it's just laying eggs, kill the duck, let it go!" Mother Fang yelled anxiously.

Mao Fangfei grabbed another fat hen. This is Fangmu's precious chicken, which can lay one egg a day. She was anxious to go in and save the precious chicken, but Mao Fangfei's knife was faster, and the chicken froze with a flash of cold light. Dying.

"Once my knife sees blood, I must kill it for fun, otherwise I can't guarantee whether it will hurt people."

There was no smile on Mao Fangfei's face, and her black and white eyes stared blankly at Fang's mother. The others didn't dare to say anything. They only felt the wind blowing on their backs. Aunt Fang regretted coming to pay New Year's greetings. Two, when this happened, I was unlucky.

Afterwards, everyone watched Mao Fangfei take up the knife in his hand and kill all the dozen or so hens raised by Fang Mu. The ground was covered with dead chickens and blood was spilled all over the ground. It was shocking to see.

Fang's mother was angry and distressed, and ran in to complain to Fang Yanming, "You don't care about your wife, you killed all my chickens, so many chickens!"

"Didn't you ask her to kill the chicken? If she doesn't kill you, you have to say it, and if she kills you, you still have to say it. Mom, you are really difficult to wait for." Fang Yanming watched TV expressionlessly. It would be better if she killed it, eating chicken every day.

"I let her kill them all, you...you don't care?" Fang's mother was so angry that her heart ached.

"I can't control it, it will stop when Fang Fei is addicted to killing, and you don't need to worry about it." Fang Yanming changed to another cartoon, and his mood suddenly improved. He wanted to watch something fun.

"You... you... ouch... I'm so mad..."

Mother Fang had no choice but to take Fang Yanming, and ran out again, almost vomiting blood when she saw it, and Mao Fangfei finished the remaining ten ducks, and the yard was full of dead chickens and ducks.

"Do you want to kill the pig?"

Mao Fangfei was holding the scalpel in her slender fingers, and her body was clean without any blood. She walked towards the pigsty again, where two big fat pigs were raised.

Both Fang's father and Fang's mother had a heart attack, and they yelled in unison, "Don't kill me!"

Mao Fangfei stopped, the corners of her lips twitching slightly. In fact, she didn't want to kill the pigs either. The pigsty was too dirty, and her shoes were very expensive.

"Then I'll cut up all the chickens and ducks."

Mao Fangfei was very active. She brought out a stool and a table, a few large pots, and an apron, ready to dissect the corpse.

"I'm the best at this. The heart, liver, lungs and spleen are all clearly separated. The bones and meat have to be separated. Chickens are actually similar to people, but with a lot less organs. However, these few chickens are fresh and easy to dissect. I have encountered them before. A corpse that has been dead for several months, it is rotten to water, the flesh melts when you touch it, the smell is particularly good, the maggots are fatter than your toilet, they are fat and fat, and they will explode when you pinch them... ..."

Mao Fangfei explained while she was working, she was talking about the case of her previous work, of course it was exaggerated, the face of the Fang family was green, the chest was stuffy, and the chickens and ducks in front of them were not so attractive.