Chapter 3290: to kill pigs

The white light flashed, the chicken neck in Mao Fangfei's hand crooked, blood spurted out, and the carotid artery was cut in one stroke. For Mao Fangfei, this trivial matter was a pediatrician, it was just throat cutting and bloodletting.

"Oops, pick up the blood from the bowl, will you kill the chicken?"

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

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

"What are you doing catching chickens, it's just laying eggs, killing ducks, let go!" Fang's mother yelled anxiously.

Mao Fangfei grabbed another fat hen. This is Fang's precious chicken. She can lay an egg a day. She was anxious to go in and save the baby chicken, but Mao Fangfei's knife was faster. Dying.

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

There was no smile on Mao Fangfei's face, her black and white eyes stared blankly at Fang's mother, and no one else dared to say a word, but felt a gust of wind on her back, and Aunt Fang regretted coming to pay New Year's greetings. Second, when this happened, I was unlucky.

Afterwards, everyone watched helplessly as Mao Fangfei raised his knife and dropped all the ten or so hens raised by Fang's mother. The ground was covered with dead chickens, and blood was spilled all over the place. It was shocking to see.

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

"Didn't you tell her to kill the chicken? If she doesn't kill you, she will tell you, but if she kills you, you will be so hard to serve." Fang Yanming watched TV expressionlessly. It's better to eat chicken every day.

"I'll kill her all, you...you don't care?" Mother Fang was so angry that her heart ached.

"I don't care, it will stop when Fang Fei is satisfied with the killing. You don't need to worry about it." Fang Yanming changed to another cartoon, and his mood suddenly improved. He wanted to have some fun.

"You...you...ouch...pissed me off..."

Fang's mother couldn't do anything about Fang Yanming, so she ran out again, almost vomiting blood, and the remaining ten ducks were also given to Huo Huo by Mao Fangfei, and the yard was full of dead chickens and ducks.

"Do you want to kill the pig?"

Mao Fangfei held the scalpel with her slender fingers, and her body was clean with no blood on her body. She walked towards the pigsty again, where two big fat pigs were raised.

Fang's father and Fang's mother were both frightened by heart attacks and shouted in unison, "Don't kill!"

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

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

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

"I am the best at this one. The heart, liver, lung, and spleen are clearly scored. The bones and meat must be separated. Chickens are actually similar to humans, but their organs are much less. However, these chickens are fresh and easy to dissect. I have encountered them before. A corpse that has been dead for several months, all rotted into water, the meat melts when touched, the taste is particularly high, the maggots are fatter than your toilet, and they are white and fat, and they burst when they are squeezed... …”

Mao Fangfei explained while she was working. She was talking about the case of her previous work. Of course, it was a bit exaggerated. The Fangs' faces were green, their chests were stuffy, and the chickens and ducks in front of them were not so attractive.