At this moment, he felt quite like Liu Bei who was stopped outside by a child when he visited the thatched cottage three times.
Could this be the fate of the Liu family?
"Bloody Restaurant? What the hell is Bloody Restaurant!"
Niu Daji's eyes widened in terror.
"Niu Xiaoji, run for your life, and please beg mom not to give my name to another child."
With a shout, he picked up a pitchfork and charged toward the tank.
Niu Daji had heard legends of the Bloody Restaurant. In the tales of those people, the Bloody Restaurant was no different from Hell, the Netherworld, or places like that.
And the takeaway from Bloody Restaurant was the last meal before death; the restaurant's delivery boys were the Grim Reaper's emissaries of death.
"Fine! Niu Daji, you go and die properly. Once you're dead, I'll be Niu Daji, hahaha."
Niu Xiaoji threw his pitchfork and galloped toward the inside of Bird House.
"I CNM!"