When Sheyan caught sight of an old-fashioned and filthy building, like a crane amidst the flock of chickens, he heaved a sigh of relief . He had been afraid this symbolic building from his memories had also been demolished .
The Piggery Roll was a three-storey building . Its outer walls were devoid of ceramic tiles or plaster and were decorated with pure concrete . Of course, the cement had been eroded by the wind, as they were slowly peeled away to reveal motley red bricks behind . The cultural revolution style of its surface could be vaguely identified .
On the worn out door, was a crooked woven basket that was slightly damaged . The words ‘Roll, dry’ were written on it… . . while the other words had faded from the winds and the battering rains .
The exterior of the Piggery Roll was bustling with activities . One could observe the stark contrast of a BMW730 and tattered bicycles parked together, like shiny polished leather boots and filthy stained fishermen’s boots placed together on a stool . Occasionally, laughter could be heard, before reddened faces full of vigor would come sauntering out of the place . In response, other queuing customers would stream in .
After queuing for 5 minutes, Sheyan felt as though someone was spying on him, but he saw no one upon glancing around .
Upon entering, he saw a house full of people with heads buried in bowls, as they wheezed its contents . A rich aroma of scallion lingered within the place .
The floor was mushy and released a misconception of stepping on a football turf field . In actual fact, this was due to the reckless littering of used tissues, forming into a thin layer on the ground; alongside bones, chopsticks and other litters . Probably due to their busy schedule, the bosses of this place couldn’t care about the hygiene of the area .
"What’re you having?" A waitress impatiently asked . Sheyan raised his head before the familiar face of the lady boss greeted him .
She was thin and almost all her hair had turned white . Her lips were thin yet stubbornly pursued, while her dressing was simple and plain with an apron wrapped around her . It was washed clean while he cuffs and trousers were folded up . She emanated an astute and capable impression, being exceedingly efficient .
"Oh, I’m here for some dishes . " Sheyan scratched his head and answered .
"Wait here . " The lady boss practically sounded like a robot, shooting her words rapidly . She then directed her attention to the next person . "What’re you having?"
After approximately half an hour, Sheyan finally received the qualification of proceeding to the upper floor . He sat at a table filled with cold leftovers .
After waiting for 10 minutes, someone finally came and roughly tidied up the table . Sheyan could still notice greasy congealed oil being smeared around into an arc by the cleaning rag . He truly didn’t know whether to laugh or cry .
Following that, nobody attended to him to take his orders . A waiter then carried over a piping hot pot and put it gracefully over a portable kerosene stove, which was combusting with lively blue flames . Peals of white steam emitted from the pot, alongside bubbling sounds and an exceptionally enticing aroma .
Sheyan picked up a tiny bowl and filled half of it with a ladle . The snow-white scallions bobbled back and forth in the maroon colored pig’s blood soup, while beads of oil floated atop the broth . The strong fragrance of onions assailed his nose and seemingly eliminated all traces of cold in him .
Sheyan drank a mouthful . Instantaneously, a chunk of pig’s blood followed the broth and poured into his mouth . As his teeth lightly set into motion, he could feel the lump of tender pig’s blood bouncing about, before disintegrating into many pieces; leisurely supplying added tenderness along the blade of his tongue . Within a short minute, this little pot of soup was consumed cleanly by Sheyan, where the pig’s blood was devoured cleanly .
Proceeding from that, was another long wait which was additionally excruciating for individuals with rumbling stomachs . Actually, he only had to wait another ten or so minutes, before two waiters strenuously heaved a large wooden platter over; where vegetables and meats were placed on it .
To Sheyan’s astoundment, the surrounding customers all charged forth ferociously with the speed of Liu Xiang fighting for the world champion .
After snatching plates of ingredients, they took off! Within the twinkling of an eye, even those tiny plates of cole slaw or pickled cabbage weren’t spared .
"What the hell! The waiters don’t serve you here, this place is a bloody food fight!"
Sheyan could finally perceive that within this Piggery Roll, manners and being polite would only cause one to be disadvantaged and famished . Hence, he knew what he had to do .
When the next wave of ingredients arrived, Sheyan no longer bothered about courtesy . Relying on his freakish nightmare realm strength, when the waiters arrived with the platters of ingredients, Sheyan bluntly squeezed in before taking immensely drastic measures . He snatched the entire platter and prepared to take flight .
At this moment, he noticed a vulture in the form of an old man by the side, attempting to cut him off . In view of his respect for the elderly, Sheyan employed a civilized approach with lightning pace – he spat into every corner of the platter . This instantly caused that old man and other bandits to resentfully leave him .
Twenty minutes later, Sheyan finally achieved his five years long wish . He finally treated himself to a sumptuous meal in the Piggery Roll . As mentioned above, every dish in the Piggery Roll was associated with Pig Blood . The three plates of ingredients he had snatched earlier were as follows – Red white beancurd that was cooked with three raw ingredients . The main ingredient was high quality grinded tofu, blended with pig’s spine and brains, and finally pig’s blood . The three ingredients were all tender, slippery, and would melt in one’s mouth .
Next was a cold plate of blood sausage . Filling up the pig’s small intestines with pig’s blood and added with condiments, it would then be boiled thoroughly and sliced . Chewing it unleashed both a sweet yet ice-cold flavor, which slightly resembled a cute ice-cream cone . It was crispy to chew and the pig’s red inside was tender and satisfactory, melting in one’s mouth .
Next was a bowl of pure pig’s blood . This was pig’s blood flushed with boiling water, along with bean sprouts, tender white scallions, radish, chili oil, other hot pot ingredients, and wide vermicelli . Looking down, the broth’s surface was laced with a layer of red oil, which would induce an involuntary sense of spiciness on one’s tongue . For individuals who loved spice, this would be perfect .
With this combination of dishes, Sheyan wolfed down three bowls of rice consecutively . After patting his belly and exhaling in satisfaction, he called the boss for the bill .
Eventually, he received a shocking bill . These three dishes and rice added up short of 20 dollars . Such a price-quality ratio even surpassed that of Volkswagen and Audi, it was no wonder the shop’s front yard was as busy as a marketplace .
After paying his bill, Sheyan strode out of the entrance, where he was welcomed with chilling winds and cold showers . Fortunately, the spicy dishes he had earlier seemingly forced the chill away, it was an exceptionally pleasing sensation .
After advancing several steps, Sheyan abruptly halted .
He could suddenly see a flock of people streaming towards him . Furthermore, amidst the crowd, was that timid guy, Huozi, and Felixis whom he had spared a long time ago* . Although Huozi’s face was flushed with fear and horror, Felixis’s eyes were glistening with venom . When he noticed Sheyan, he immediately pointed towards him and exclaimed!
(TN:*This happened in v2ch35)
"That’s him!!! Bro Fei’s goods are on him!"
Sheyan instantly understood . As it turns out, Fang Cheng Gang was Huashan Fei’s territory . The series of serial murders that he brought about that time, had probably been deemed as a feud between members of the black society . As it caused such a horrific uproar to the public and the higher ups, Siqiao town was demolished .
Nevertheless, Huashan Fei’s energy wasn’t affected . His nest had always been in Fang Cheng Gang . As for his status, he had managed to convert his former illicit drug dealings into a wholesale retailing emporium now .
With his appearance in Fang Cheng Gang, people that recognized him definitely weren’t a few . In addition to this place being Huashan Fei’s territory, the possibility of identifying him was immensely substantial .
More crucially, Sheyan had totally forgotten he was still holding onto a batch of Huashan Fei’s goods . Except to Sheyan who possessed the might of a contestant, he could ignore that batch of money . Yet to an enterprise capitalist like Huashan Fei, that sum would make a tremendous investment capital .
When Sheyan rode his motorbike through the city and even had a meal here, he most likely had drawn in attention already . However, the black society wasn't like the 110 hotline where they could arrive anytime and anywhere . They required a period of time to muster manpower . Seeing that they had gathered such a huge flock of individuals, the time was now ripe .
Sheyan was one who had seemingly experienced a hundred battles . His kill tally definitely surmounted the kill tally of those brats ahead of him . He was no longer than small fry who just entered the realm .
Still, he fled without hesitation upon encountering such a commotion, because he was exceedingly clear that only if need be, he wouldn’t want to cause such a freakish ruckus of ‘one knight resisting thousands’ in the open streets . Incurring the attention of the nation wouldn’t be wise at all .
Evidently, the crowd of thugs had already been notified of Sheyan’s freakish strength by Felixis and Huozi . However, many times, people would only believe their own eyes . To them, Sheyan’s fleeing reaction was normal, and it would be weird if he didn’t run! Hence, they became incomparably excited, as they pursued ferociously while thinking of their Bro Fei’s commendation .
With Sheyan’s current speed, shrugging them off would be overly easy . In spite of that, he had no plans to shrug them off .
Instead, he jogged leisurely and slowly dangled with these unlucky brats . Although Fang Cheng Gang was a bustling city, its areas were still separated into modernized and run-down districts .
After a leisure jog of 1-2 kilometres, he turned into a blind alley filled with old-fashioned and dim streetlights . Then, he turned around and inclined his head down; allowing the tidal wave of thugs to swarm him .
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