The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 257: What’s wrong with standing on the table and dancing? Lifting the roof is a common operation!

Aunt Bai was holding a red wine bottle in her hand. On the bottle was a piece of paper with the words "Jingjiu" written on it with a brush.

She looked at Song Mang and said, "Sir, this is the strong wine you requested. You can have your meal now."

Song Mang said disdainfully, "This is obviously fake, this is not what I drink at home, and I am not used to this kind of wine.

Also, the dishes you cook don’t suit my taste. I want to eat imported food.”

Aunt Bai looked a little dissatisfied. "What imported food? This food is carefully prepared by everyone. If you don't eat it, it will be a waste!"

"I want to eat burgers, pizza, and pasta. If there is no strong liquor, then I want to drink the most expensive champagne in the Michelin restaurant."

Aunt Bai looked even more dissatisfied. "There is no oven here, so we can't make these foods. If the dishes on the table don't suit your taste, why don't you just eat the staff meal with the employees?"

“What is a staff meal?”

“Dumplings.”

Not long after Aunt Bai finished speaking, a man with a pale face and floral mud on his clothes came out of the kitchen.

The middle-aged man was still wearing a suit, but it was wrinkled, with holes and dirt on it, making him look like a homeless person.

But he looks exactly like the man in the photo in the living room, which means he is Aunt Bai's husband.

The man was holding a large tray with a lid on it, which he placed on the long table.

There was still steam coming out of the aluminum alloy lid of the tray, and it looked clean.

"This is my husband."

Aunt Bai said to them, "He prepared dumplings for everyone before everyone started working. Employees who have worked so hard for so long, please sit down and eat."

The employees and players outside the door looked at each other in confusion.

However, they found that the guest players had eaten the food on the table and nothing happened, so they finally came in one by one and sat down at the dining table.

Aunt Bai's aura is so mysterious. Refusing her hospitality might break the rules and anger her. No one wants to be targeted by a powerful weirdo.

Song Mang also returned to her seat and sat down, but she still did not eat the dumplings brought in by the host.

This time, Aunt Bai didn't urge her to eat, nor did she come to her with a knife and fork.

Although everyone entered the restaurant, they were all cautious. Seeing that Song Mang was fine without eating, they chose not to eat.

It didn't take long.

Suddenly there was a scream at the table.

"what--!"

A strong smell of blood spread in the restaurant.

An employee player stumbled to his feet, and everyone heard a tearing sound, like some flesh being torn off, and the screams became even more tragic.

"Ahhh!!! My legs..."

Song Mang turned his head and saw an employee player lying in a pool of blood, one of his legs was torn off by something.

Gala, galah.

From under the long table covered with a burgundy tablecloth came the sound of someone chewing bones.

Something is eating that player's leg!
Faintly, Song Mang heard a familiar murmur, "Delicious... mmm... flavorful... delicious... really delicious... gala..."

Before anyone could react, a pale arm stretched out from under the tablecloth, with a strong ghostly aura lingering on it.

The arm grabbed the player's other leg and tried to drag him under the table.

"No! Let me go! Help... help me... help me!"

The player's wailing was heard. The others finally reacted and stood up, taking several steps away from the long table.

A cultivator from the Haicheng Sword Sect swung out a spiritual sword and stabbed it under the tablecloth.

"Monster, die!"

A head suddenly popped out from under the tablecloth and bit the spirit sword.

With a snap, the magic sword broke!

The figure under the table turned into a shadow and bit the monk's arm.

"It's over, it's that monster on the second floor! Why did he come down here? Run!"

Someone recognized that figure.

The monk's face changed drastically, he turned around and ran away quickly. The figure pounced on the player with a broken leg on the ground and bit off his neck!

This player is also a cultivator, and a foundation-building cultivator at that, but he is completely powerless in front of the young man!
His body was dragged under the table by the boy, leaving only his head outside.

The accident happened in just a few seconds, scaring everyone so much that they rushed out and wanted to escape the restaurant immediately.

but.

Aunt Bai closed the door!
She looked at the players with dissatisfaction, "You haven't even eaten the dinner I carefully prepared for you! I've said before that I hate wasteful people the most. Anyone who wastes food, whether it's a guest or an employee, will be punished!"

Seeing Aunt Bai blocking the door, some people were scared to tears and stood still, not daring to move.

Aunt Bai saw that they didn't dare to go back and sit down, so she said, "He only attacks wasteful people. You ate everything and didn't cause any waste. What is there to be afraid of?"

After hearing this, everyone realized that the player the boy had just eaten was the player who refused to eat.

Someone immediately rushed back to the dining table, grabbed the dumplings on the table and ate them voraciously.

"What are you guys still standing there for? Come and eat! We have all seen these ingredients, so there will be no problem with dinner!
Not eating dinner is actually a problem. Not eating dinner is a violation of the rules and will trigger the death condition!"

Someone yelled.

More and more people ran back to eat.

There were constant chewing sounds coming from under the table, which made everyone feel creepy, fearing that they would be the next one to be eaten.

Just when everyone was getting ready to eat, Song Mang still had no intention of eating.

Suddenly, she felt another gust of cold wind blowing from under the table, and a sticky hand grabbed her ankle!

Not far away, Aunt Bai looked at her expressionlessly and said, "People who cause waste should disappear!"

Wei Tao couldn't help but say to her, "Girl, you should eat something too! If you don't eat anything, you will break the rules! You will be in big trouble!"

Song Mang snorted coldly, "You think I should eat this rotten food?"

Song Mang kicked the thing underneath directly in the face and kicked him out from under the table.

Bang.

When the boy crashed into the restaurant wall, Song Mang jumped onto the table and stood there!

Bang bang bang!
She spun and jumped on the table like a top, kicking all the food on the table away!
All the players looked at her in horror, forgetting to dodge the food falling from the sky.

Is she crazy? ! !

You will die if you don’t eat it!!!

After a long time.

Everyone was surprised to find that the monster under the table did not attack Song Mang who was making trouble!
Song Mang stood still on the table and said arrogantly to Aunt Bai, "I want to eat takeout! I want to eat the chef's dishes at the Michelin restaurant that cost ten thousand dollars a plate!
You order takeout for me and have the weird rider deliver it within an hour!
If I don’t have food in an hour, I’ll tear the roof off your place!”