Beauty's meat warehouse

(I)

Shennan is a fast-paced coastal immigrant city with a cold and indifferent atmosphere. Hancheng Group is located in this city.
Huo Xin is the boss of Hancheng Group. He started with smuggling more than ten years ago, then developed import and export trade, and now it has
become a group company with assets of tens of billions.

Dong Wenjie is 33 years old this year. She and her husband Yang Wei were lovers in college. After graduation, they joined Hancheng
Group together and got married a few years later. After marriage, Yang Wei suggested not having children for the time being, waiting until they had a stable career and financial
foundation. Thus, the couple's sex life has always been hindered by condoms.

Some say that success in the workplace depends half on ability and half on looks, which seems quite true. Wenjie is 1.68 meters
tall and weighs 102 kilograms. Although she is already 33 years old,

she is naturally beautiful, with fair and delicate skin, a subtle rosy glow, long and shapely legs, and a full bottom. When she walks in high heels, her
slender and sexy waist sways, and her
buttocks, encased in a condom, sway from side to side!

Wenjie, a stunning beauty who made the company's male employees drool, was
extremely popular . She rose through the ranks from clerk to manager, then director, and finally was promoted to administrative
secretary in the president's office, a position second only to the boss, Huo Xin, who trusted her implicitly.

Yang Wei, on the other hand, seemed quite ordinary. Wenjie, in heels, was a head taller than him, and her appearance was strikingly
different from others in a crowd. Despite his hard work, he remained a regular clerk, which frustrated
Yang Wei .

Yet, Wenjie's love for him remained unwavering, leading many male colleagues to feel that a beautiful flower had been wasted on a worthless person.
As they grew older, the couple finally decided to have a child this year, no longer concerned with their careers
.

Zhao Gang was Huo Xin's driver and bodyguard. No one knew when he joined the company, but he was said to
have saved . A former soldier, he was tall and imposing, and everyone in the company feared him.

That day, Zhao Gang drove Huo Xin and Wen Jie to a banquet.
Wen Jie drank a few extra glasses at the banquet and found the alcohol particularly intoxicating. On the way home in her boss's car, she fell asleep.

In her hazy state, she felt someone caressing her legs and body. She struggled to open her eyes and discovered
that her high heels and black stockings had been removed.

Huo Xin was holding one of her fair legs, examining it closely, his eyes revealing a greedy desire,
like the look of someone who had been starving for a long time and was now eyeing a chicken leg.

Wen Jie was startled and tried to break free, but the alcohol made it impossible for her to control her body.
She could only vaguely see Huo Xin holding her foot and calf,

letting his nose brush against her skin, sometimes closing his eyes to take a deep breath, sometimes sticking out his tongue to lick
his toes. The intoxicating feeling was like being on drugs. After a while, the car stopped.

Huo Xin opened the car door and got out. Wen Jie vaguely saw that it looked like a warehouse.
The car then started moving and drove to the building where Wen Jie lived. Yang Wei, who had been notified beforehand, was already anxiously waiting downstairs. After
thanking him, Wen Jie was carried home by Yang Wei with difficulty.

The next day, Huo Xin acted as if nothing had happened when he faced Wen Jie. Wen Jie was also puzzled, as she had
never been that drunk before, no matter how much she drank. Her mind was clear, but she couldn't control her limbs.

Moreover, the look in her boss's eyes that night made her uneasy. From then on, Wen Jie developed a deep fear of
her boss Huo Xin.

(II)

That day, Wen Jie was sitting in her office processing documents when her phone rang.
She answered a female voice came through: "Hello, is this Ms. Dong Wen Jie?"

"Yes, this is me. May I ask who you are?" Wen Jie asked curiously.

"Hello, I am a reporter from V TV program group. My name is Li Meng. I would like to invite you out for coffee.
It concerns your safety." The voice on the phone was very sweet.

Li Meng from V TV?

Wenjie pondered. Could it be the company that exposed the massive product counterfeiting scandal?

That incident had a huge impact, and Wenjie knew a little about it.

"You say it concerns my safety? That's ridiculous. I'm perfectly safe," Wenjie replied on the phone,
but the terrifying look in her boss's eyes that night, and the warehouse where he mysteriously got out of the car, suddenly
flashed through her mind, raising suspicions.

"Involved in several recent missing persons cases in the city," the voice on the other end of the line said softly. This made Wenjie
hesitate for several seconds before finally agreeing to meet at the Peninsula Coffee shop downstairs from the company in half an hour.

Wenjie quickly hung up the phone, nervously glancing around to make sure no one was there, before calming herself down.

Wenjie pondered everything: her boss's look and actions, the mysterious warehouse, the missing persons—
were they all connected?

After sitting for a while, she got up and went downstairs to the coffee shop. As soon as she entered, she saw a young, beautiful girl with an angelic,
fair face greeting her.

At first glance, the woman resembled Miss World Zhang Zilin, only shorter, around 1.65 meters tall with a petite figure.
Her long hair reached her waist, and a black, form-fitting mini-skirt clung tightly to her body, highlighting her slender waist and shapely hips
. Her curves were exquisite, and her long, slender legs were particularly dazzling beneath the skirt!

She wore light blue high-heeled sandals, revealing faint veins on her snow-white insteps. Her five toes
were long slender, with neatly trimmed toenails painted with pink nail polish, sparkling like ten
tiny flower petals. Even Wen Jie couldn't help but want to look at this beauty a few more times.

"Hello, I'm Li Meng. We spoke on the phone before."

The woman extended her hand, and Wen Jie saw two large, watery eyes looking at her expectantly.
Wen Jie politely extended her right hand and sat down, beginning to carefully observe the girl before her. A badge
hung around , which read: Li Meng, 28 years old, V TV program team.

Li Meng's smile was sweet; it was hard to imagine that this seemingly frail and petite girl was the brave reporter who had conducted so many
investigations and undercover visits, exposing so many dark social problems.

"Coffee, please," Wen Jie said to the waiter.

"Hello, Ms. Dong, I'm Li Meng, a reporter from V TV. Thank you for coming." Li Meng's smile and
talkative cheerful personality immediately dissolved the awkwardness between them. This had always been Li Meng's winning formula; it easily
made people lower their guard.

After chatting for a while, Li Meng began to get to the point: "I wonder if Ms. Dong has been paying attention to the missing girls lately?"
"What's going on? So many young girls have gone missing. Where did they go?"

Li Meng took a sip of coffee, glancing furtively at Wen Jie's reaction.

"Who knows? Every year so many girls go missing, their bodies never even found. There are so many people in China,
who knows where they go?"

Wen Jie took a sip of coffee, sensing something amiss in Li Meng's words, and said directly, "You suspect us?"

Li Meng smiled and said, "No, don't overthink it, sister. I'm really concerned for your safety.
Tell me honestly, has someone reported Hancheng Group for human trafficking?"

Hearing this, Wen Jie couldn't help but recall
the image , sending chills down her spine. She forced a stiff smile, trying to appear calm.

"The company is always getting smear reports. Do you have any evidence for this? I'm the boss's secretary. I know everything about the company.
It's impossible for anything like what you're saying to happen." She spoke firmly.

But then the dark, mysterious warehouse from that night came back to her mind.

"This place has never been in any of the company's asset records I know of. What on
earth is it?" Wenjie wondered to herself.

"The person who reported this must be a business competitor of our company, trying to smear us.
Don't make things up without evidence!" Wenjie responded calmly, but countless questions and fears were churning within her.

"Sister, don't misunderstand. I just wanted to tell you, what if... this really is related to your group? Those
pretty girls are in danger! How many beauties like you have been trafficked? Maybe even had their organs harvested
!" She chuckled as she spoke.

Li Meng's words struck a chord with Wenjie, forcing her to rethink her thoughts.

Deep down, Wenjie was a simple woman, someone who wanted to earn a living. Li Meng's words shattered this
, plunging her into endless contemplation: the boss's strange behavior, the mysterious warehouse, the missing girl, and even
her own intoxicated body that night.

None of this escaped the eyes of the beautiful reporter. Li Meng knew there was something fishy about this.
This seemingly capable but kind-hearted woman was definitely hiding something. So she left her name, exchanged
a few pleasantries, and left, leaving Wen Jie with a heart full of questions and curiosity.

(III)

Li Meng, a beautiful reporter from TV station, is 27 years old. She is young and beautiful, and entered the TV station after
graduating .

With the fearlessness of a newborn calf, she went undercover in a pyramid scheme and exposed
social She gained the station director's favor and became the station's top reporter in just a few years.

She just got married last month. Her husband, Zhao Yan, is a policeman. As is often the case, Li Meng was rescued by Zhao Yan
during an undercover investigation and fell in love with him and married him.

Zhao Yan has been investigating several cases of missing women recently. This is the fifth case in the city in the past six months.
The missing women are all young women, and their bodies have not been found. They seem to have vanished into thin air.

This case was causing Zhao Yan a lot of distress. He brought the case materials home to study that day, only to
be discovered by his nosy wife, Li Meng, which led to a series of events.

This morning, Zhao Yan was still hugging Li Meng, saying, "Honey, this job is too dangerous. How about just being a regular reporter? Don't
push yourself so hard. I'll support you."

Li Meng playfully retorted, "Don't you believe your clever and resourceful wife can always turn bad luck into good?"

Zhao Yan was helpless.

Despite her words, Li Meng felt incredibly happy. She felt lucky to have married her hero and
secretly decided that after completing this undercover investigation, she would stay at the station working behind the scenes and quietly have
a baby for her husband.

Li Meng first obtained the phone number of Dong Wenjie, the secretary of the boss of the Seoul Group. She called and arranged to meet
to understand the situation and the secretary's reaction, and the result satisfied Li Meng.

Wenjie's series of reactions and expressions were suspicious, which greatly increased Li Meng's confidence. Just as she was thinking about
her next move, her phone rang. It was Dong Wenjie calling.

After coffee, Wenjie returned to her office, her mind swirling with doubt and panic. Was her boss hiding something?

As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat. Wenjie began repeatedly searching the company server, relentlessly searching for any clues related to
the warehouse , but the results were disappointing.

Finally, she decided to take a risk and secretly open her boss's computer. The computer was password protected, and
she tried several passwords her boss had given her, all incorrect.
Just as she was about to give up, her finger accidentally pressed the Enter key. Without typing anything, she unexpectedly gained access to the computer.

Nervously, she typed "warehouse" into the search bar, and all files related to the warehouse quickly
appeared. One folder had a strange name: "Meat Warehouse." Opening it

revealed numerous numbered folders, each containing nude photos of girls—frontal
, side, and close-up shots. The girls were all young, not particularly beautiful, but all
had well-proportioned figures.

These simple, unadorned nude photos struck Wenjie as odd; everything seemed so eerie.

The dark, warehouse-like place that night, and these numerous numbered photos of girls—was there a connection?

A sense of unease and anxiety quickly gripped Wenjie's mind. She quickly plugged in a USB drive, copied the folder, and
nervously shut down the computer, trying to restore it to a state she hadn't encountered before.

Leaving the office, she found a quiet spot and called Li Meng. Li Meng
was ; comparing them with the missing girls' information in Zhao Yan's possession would lead to significant progress.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yan was on a temporary inter-provincial investigation and wouldn't be back for a week.

For the next two days, Wenjie continued her routine work with her boss, Huo Xin, except for
his strange behavior after he got drunk that night.

Her boss remained as polite as ever, and it was impossible to connect him with the head of a human trafficking ring.
Moreover, the company's business was enormous; why would her boss do something illegal for such a small amount of money? Perhaps that night
was a misunderstanding? Wenjie began to waver.

That day, Wenjie was about to go home after work when Huo Xin stopped her. He wanted
her to go to H country immediately the next day to sign an important document on his behalf. Business trips were common for Wenjie, so she agreed without much thought.

(IV)

The next morning, Wenjie packed her luggage, gave Yang Wei a deep kiss, and boarded the train that happened to be parked at...
The taxi in front of her was a professional affair. Wenjie was dressed in a dark blue short-sleeved business suit, black stockings, and
10cm high heels, looking professional and capable.

The taxi was very clean and had a pleasant fragrance, making her feel comfortable. Before
long her eyelids felt heavy. The journey to the airport was half an hour, and before she knew it, Wenjie closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Wenjie had a dream. She dreamt that her husband was taking her on vacation, lying on a warm beach. Yang Wei's hand
gently caressed her breasts, tracing over her private parts—it felt so good and pleasurable.

Then, a woman's moan reached her ears, making Wenjie feel aroused.

Wenjie slowly opened her eyes, feeling a wave of dizziness. Her vision gradually cleared, and she
found in unfamiliar surroundings.

Her limbs were tightly bound to a wooden dining chair, and the surrounding lighting was dim,
with only a beam of light shining on the long Western-style dining table for twelve people in front of her.

At the dining table, a dark-skinned man's muscular buttocks were slamming against a round, plump buttocks. Two
slender legs dangled from his shoulders, and two delicate, white feet swayed helplessly in the air with each impact
.

Under the light, the white, tender feet had a translucent pinkish hue, and the pink toenails shimmered
, like two graceful lotus flowers swaying.

The scene made Wen Jie's blood boil inexplicably, her heart racing. Those beautiful feet... she seemed to have seen them somewhere before.
Looking closely at the woman pinned down on the table,

she saw Li Meng! Li Meng's hair was disheveled, her face flushed, and her face was covered with what looked like sweat or tears. Her eyes were tightly
closed, and she was biting her lip, trying hard not to scream.

Her arms seemed to be trying to grab something behind her back, and one large hand was kneading a white, soft breast. Looking
up more closely, she realized that the person pressing down on Li Meng was none other than Zhao Gang.

Li Meng was now groaning and panting heavily from Zhao Gang's thrusting, her long, beautiful legs twitching incessantly,
her vaginal fluids dripping like water onto the table between their tightly joined genitals…

At this moment, Zhao Gang noticed that Wen Jie had woken up, but he didn't stop thrusting. He simply
spread Wen Jie's legs apart on either side of his waist, forming an M shape.

"You're finally awake, Dong Wen Jie. You slept for so long. If you hadn't woken up, you would have missed the show,"
Zhao Gang said as he thrust.

Watching this beautiful girl being wantonly raped by this barbarian Zhao Gang, his thick, black penis
thrusting in and out of Wen Jie's pink vagina, the soft flesh of her labia being pulled out with each thrust,

Wen Jie's face turned pale. She knew that her conspiracy with Li Meng had probably been discovered. Wen Jie was, after all, just a woman who wanted a peaceful life. She had never seen anything like this before, and she pleaded

timidly , "I'm sorry… Zhao Gang… let me go. I promise I don't know anything." Her voice trembled. "This is all your own doing. Why did you follow this slut around and get involved with the boss?" Zhao Gang said, thrusting his penis into Li Meng several times. Li Meng couldn't help but cry out, "Ah...ah..." "Your schemes will be exposed sooner or later. The police have already started investigating you. You'll be going to jail !" Li Meng stubbornly insisted. At this moment, Zhao Gang's large hands gripped Li Meng's delicate neck. Li Meng, who had wanted to continue cursing, could no longer make a sound. Naturally, Li Meng tried her best to resist with her hands, but her weak and slender hands could not budge the large, vise-like hands on her neck. The sudden turn of events made Wen Jie, who was sitting at the table watching closely, scream. She saw Zhao Gang choking her neck with both hands while continuing to thrust his penis in and out. Her fair face had been squeezed until it turned pink! He was going to strangle Li Meng! The thought that Zhao Gang was really trying to kill her to silence her made Wen Jie tremble . Li Meng gripped Zhao Gang's large hands tightly, her slender white legs kicking wildly on the brown tablecloth. Her expression was pained, yet she couldn't utter a sound. Her face, initially red, began to turn purple, and her front body convulsed violently, her legs kicking wildly and her back arching upwards! This seemed to further arouse Zhao Gang, who tightened his grip. Li Meng's slender waist twisted from side to side, struggling with all her might. Time ticked by. Wen Jie stared blankly at everything before her, completely silent, only the occasional "uh-uh" sounds coming from Li Meng's . Her eyes began to roll upwards, revealing a large amount of white, her toes trembling tightly, occasionally kicking upwards in resistance. Li Meng's eyes widened, her tongue slightly protruding, her slender waist arching and swaying repeatedly, gradually reducing the amplitude of the up-and-down movements, her legs and entire body stretching straight with slight spasms. On her way to work, Li Meng hailed a taxi that happened to stop nearby. She fell asleep in the car and woke up to find herself being raped by the man in front of her. Although she considered herself clever and had escaped danger many times before, she never expected this to happen. How she wished her husband would appear to save her. "We just got married, I haven't lived enough yet!" she thought. She didn't want to die. The will to live made her straighten her legs, her toes trembling and tense like a dancer's, making a final struggle. But she felt her grip on the man's wrist weakening. Her lower body was being violently penetrated by the man, the pain mixed with a slight pleasure. "I don't want to die husband," tears streamed down Li Meng's face. But she was so tired. Her consciousness gradually faded, and after one last spasm, Li Meng's body went completely limp. Li Meng finally stopped breathing, strangled to death by Zhao Gang. Her weak, naked body offered no resistance, and her hands slipped to her sides. But Zhao Gang didn't stop thrusting. Seeing the beautiful woman he had strangled to death with his own hands, he tightly gripped Li and began his final sprint, letting out a final roar! He poured all his semen into the vagina of this woman who had just died! Zhao Gang finally released his hands, panting as he pulled out his limp penis. Thick semen and vaginal fluid flowed from the pink vagina onto the table. (V) "The show is about to begin." Zhao Gang said to Wen Jie, who was tied to the chair, while wiping his limp penis with a towel .

"Wenjie, working at the company was great, wasn't it? Being favored by the boss is your blessing. Money and
status are all yours. Why did you have to go looking for trouble? Now look what happened to her. The boss
noticed everything you did." He pulled up his pants. He

sighed at Wenjie and continued, "You actually sent the photos to that bitch! You're the boss's most
trusted person. If you were the boss, what would you do?"

Wenjie was a gentle woman who just wanted a peaceful life with her husband, to have a child. Living
was her greatest wish.

She couldn't believe that murder would happen to her.

"Please, Zhao Gang, don't kill me! Let me go! I promise I'll leave this city and won't cause
the boss trouble!" Wenjie cried frantically, pleading.

"Too late! Do you know that the moment the photos were sent to that bitch, it was too late? That bitch's
man is checking every woman's identity information. Soon she'll find out about those...!" Zhao Gang
shouted.

"The boss always admired you, admired you so much that he couldn't bear to touch you, but you destroyed
everything you had because of this woman!"

He grabbed the hair of the already dead Li Meng and slammed it heavily onto the table. Li Meng did
n't react. Watching Zhao Gang brutally treat Li Meng's corpse, Wen Jie was filled with extreme fear.

Li Meng lay twisted on the table, as if asleep, a single,
glistening . Her breasts, though small, were firm!

Her jade-like legs were spread wide, her nipples perfectly defined. Her skin was fair and delicate, her figure slender, her face beautiful,
and her long flowing hair, combined with the helpless expression on her face, made her truly pitiful.

"How can you spare my life? I'll do anything you ask, just to live," Wen Jie pleaded, weeping.
At this point, Wen Jie was filled with despair; she wouldn't let go of any chance of survival.

"Hmph! The boss was right after all. All women are cheap meat. You still don't know what forbidden zone you
've stepped into, do you? Fine, I'll tell you." Zhao Gang said coldly.

He picked up his phone, dialed a number, and said, "Come in and get to work." Then he hung up
.

About two minutes later, a clean-cut, chubby man in a white work uniform walked in
. He was of medium build and had an oily face. The chubby man walked up to Zhao Gang, nodded and smiled obsequiously, then went to
the dining table and saw Li Meng, who had just died.

"Hey, not bad, this time it's a top-quality piece of meat. Her figure is just as good as that
vixen , not bad!" Before he could finish speaking, there was a loud slap, and the chubby man received a solid slap across the face from Zhao Gang!

"You dare call her a vixen?! Damn it, get to work, you know what the consequences will be if you miss the meal!" Zhao Gang
cursed. The chubby man covered his face, angry but unable to speak, and could only smile and apologize repeatedly.

Turning his head again, he saw Dong Wenjie tied to a chair and immediately shut up.

He understood what it meant for a woman to be tied up here.

Wenjie was puzzled by their conversation; had the boss arranged a banquet here?

The fat man lifted a white cloth covering the table, revealing a stainless steel table, somewhat like
a large dissection rack, because she could see a sink and pipes. On the table was a thick wooden cutting board,
with a row of knives on it, from large cleavers to small fruit knives, everything imaginable, somewhat like a butcher shop in a market.

Then Wenjie saw the fat man suddenly pick up Li Meng's body, carry it from the table to the wooden board on the rack
, touch the ligature marks on Li Meng's neck, and laugh at Zhao Gang, saying, "Brother Zhao, you're pretty ruthless; this little beauty's neck
is almost broken."

As he spoke, the fat man grabbed all of Li Meng's hair, pulled it up to expose her slender neck,
picked up brandished it, and skillfully chopped down on Li Meng's neck, as
easily as cutting a white radish.

The scene before Wenjie caught her completely off guard!

"Ah!~" She screamed hysterically at the sight, even more terrifying than watching Zhao Gang strangle
Li Meng It drove her to madness.

Zhao Gang remained calmly watching, watching everything with a cigarette in his eye. The fat man held Li Meng's head in his left hand,
praising her beauty. "What a beauty! Let me, your fat brother, properly prepare your beautiful flesh," he said, setting Li Meng's
head aside.

"You wanted to help them investigate, right? Well, I'll tell you," Zhao Gang
said to the hysterically screaming Wenjie.

"The boss wants me to make you disappear forever because you've touched a world you shouldn't know. There's only one outcome for
a woman knows this secret: she'll be slaughtered, her body eaten!" Zhao Gang
said slowly.

"Eaten? What does that mean?" Wenjie hadn't quite grasped the meaning.

"Eaten? You eat human flesh? Are you crazy?" Wenjie finally came to her senses, utterly incredulous.
She had always thought Huo Xin was just a lecher, but who knew he actually liked eating human flesh? She had been a
secretary to a cannibal for so long!

"There have always been records of cannibalism throughout human history. Even in modern society,
this group has been secretly preserved both domestically and internationally. This circle is one where people like to eat human flesh. Those in this circle who are poor can only
fantasize about it, while those who are rich can turn this preference into reality.

China has too many people, and life is cheap, so it's easy to get them. We have been secretly searching all over the country for
girls who are edible and storing them here.

Asian flesh is not as firm as European women's flesh, so it's very cost-effective and therefore very popular with international diners.
Do you think all those missing students and girls go there every year? Probably many of them are now fertilizer."

Zhao Gang slowly recounted with some pride.

At the same time, the chubby man was skillfully slicing open Li Meng's abdomen with a small knife. His movements were swift; the white
skin opened quietly to both sides. His hand, holding the knife, slid back and forth inside the opened abdomen, cutting left and right
.

Then he reached into the chest cavity and made a few cuts. He then pulled out a bloody hand, threw down the knife, and then used both
hands to pull out a pile of internal organs from her abdomen, placing them into a stainless steel bucket beside her. It was as if he were a
master dissecting an ox; one couldn't help but admire the fat man's skill.

Li Meng's entire body was completely hollowed out. Finally, he picked up pliers and began to cut open her sternum one bone at a time.

"Beautiful women like Li Meng, with both looks and a great figure, are rare among female meat sellers. The organization
generally doesn't target celebrities like that.

We prefer female students from remote areas or migrant workers; their
disappearances won't cause much of a stir. Some are prostitutes, so of course the price is much cheaper," Zhao Gang continued
.

"Brother Zhao, did the boss say what dishes to prepare tonight, and what flavors?" the fat man
asked Zhao Gang while cutting meat.

"For this high-grade meat, we'll make the boss's favorite dishes: braised pork hock soup, medium-rare
thigh meat, and a cold labia salad. The boss is controlling his cholesterol lately, so he won't be eating steamed breasts," Zhao Gang said.

"Okay!" the fat man readily agreed, speeding up his work.

At this moment, Wen Jie was like a woman possessed, unresponsive, staring blankly at the fat man, his
every move greatly shocking her.

Without a moment's hesitation, the fat man began slicing through the flesh before him, as if the bright red meat were just ordinary
pork . The cleaver sliced through the slender waist muscles, cutting down to the lumbar spine. Then, switching to a cleaver
, he cleaved the spine in two, easily separating the body in two.

"I never imagined a woman's body, when cut apart, could be so beautiful!"
Wen Jie was mesmerized by the rounded, soft lower half of the woman's body; her heart raced, and a trickle of
lubrication unconsciously flowed from her private parts.

The fat man then chopped off both arms with two more strokes,
before on a metal hook. The hook pierced through the open ribs and emerged from the collarbone, and the body
swayed on the hook.

The fat man's blood-stained, filthy hands grabbed Li Meng's firm, pink breasts, exclaiming,
"These tits, it's such a waste for the boss not to eat them!"

Wen Jie watched, subconsciously thrusting out her chest. Her breasts were much larger than Li Meng's; Yang Wei had always
enjoyed sucking on her nipples, and
countless

to compare herself to the body before her, her mind drifting into fantasies of being cut and kneaded at will.

This image made Wen Jie's breathing quicken.

The fat man bent Li Meng's legs apart, exposing her entire genitals to everyone,
even her pink labia slightly parted. He carefully removed the
pubic , his white toes twitching with the movement.

"No matter how glamorous a woman is while she's alive, after she dies she's just a pile of flesh,
no different from pork. If she's not eaten, she's just a pile of rotten meat. Perhaps becoming food is her only
value ." Wenjie, watching the changes in Li Meng's body, suddenly began to understand everything.

The fat man drew a triangle shape on Li Meng's mons pubis and inner thighs, making several cuts before
removing the entire vulva and placing it on a plate.

Then he took out a mini electric saw and sawed upwards from the vaginal area between her legs, cutting open the pelvis. Finally,
he cut open the anus between her buttocks, completely separating her legs. "

This little beauty's legs are so thin. I probably can't eat her for more than two days. I could eat her whole leg myself."

The fat man grabbed one of Li Meng's calves with both hands and greedily sucked on Li Meng's toes with his tongue.

"You disgusting thing, it's all your saliva. How are we going to eat you later? Are you looking for death?!" Zhao Gang
couldn't help but curse as he watched the fat man sucking on her toes.

"I'm so sorry, I couldn't help myself, I just couldn't help myself," the fat man said with an embarrassed
smile, reluctant to put the foot down.

He forcefully chopped off both feet with his knife. Li Meng's arched feet connected to her rounded heels—very sexy! Holding them
in the fat man's rough hands, they looked exceptionally delicate and exquisite. He rinsed them repeatedly with clean water.

Finally, he held the slender ankles and boiled them in boiling water for a minute before taking them out. Then he
neatly arranged the two crescent-shaped, tender feet, insteps side by side, in a casserole dish lined with sliced matsutake mushrooms.

By this time, the soles of the feet had turned ivory white and lost much of their color. The fat man poured in enough water to cover the entire foot
, added cordyceps and ginseng slices, covered the pot, turned on the heat, and began to simmer it over low heat.

The fat man rolled one leg over, turning his inner thigh towards himself. He then picked up a meat knife
and made a few cuts along the root of his thigh, revealing a complete slice of muscle. It was neatly arranged on the cutting board, perfectly shaped,
a bright red muscle block connected to the skin and a small amount of golden fat.

"This is the boss's favorite part." Indeed, it looked good; the fat man licked his lips.

He then continued slicing along the thigh, all the way down to the knee, finally
pouring some red wine over the meat.

"Brother Zhao, still the usual buttock tip, right?" the fat man asked Zhao Gang obsequiously.

"Of course, a little more leg meat!" Zhao Gang replied, licking his lips. He hadn't tasted
such high-quality meat in a long time.

"Alright!" Wen Jie watched as the fat man's sharp knife sliced through Li Meng's fair and shapely
buttocks , leaving several thin slices on the cutting board.

The fat man checked his watch; there were exactly 20 minutes until the boss would arrive for dinner at 6 PM. It was just the right time
to marinate . He opened the casserole containing Li Meng's tiny feet, which was simmering on the stove. The lid was lifted, and an unusual
aroma wafted out! Even Wen Jie couldn't help but exclaim in admiration at the smell. Having not eaten

all day since leaving home in the morning, Wen Jie couldn't hide her hunger. It was the first time Wen Jie had smelled human flesh. She realized that a cooked human body really was that tempting; no wonder they… The fat man was also very satisfied with the soup. He covered it, turned the heat to a simmer, and began to prepare the remaining flesh from Li Meng's body. Although Li Meng's body was small and there wasn't much flesh, it was enough to feed several people for two or three days. The fat man folded Li Meng's remaining, incomplete legs in half, tied them with rope, and hung them on the meat hook, along with the upper body of the woman hanging on the iron hook. He pushed them into the nearby cold storage room. The cold storage room opened, and bursts of . Wen Jie could vaguely see several female bodies hanging inside. At this moment, the large iron gate slowly rose, and a Bentley sedan slowly drove in. After it stopped, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car . He had a serious appearance and was none other than Huo Xin, the boss of Hancheng Group.

Zhao Gang also stood up and bowed slightly. Huo Xin walked to the dining table, sat down, looked at Wen Jie,
and said , "Are you satisfied with today's dinner?"

Huo Xin's words sent a chill down Dong Wen Jie's spine. Although he usually seemed dignified, he wasn't usually this
terrifying .

"What are you doing? Tying Miss Dong up like this, untie her quickly!" Huo Xin ordered Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang hurriedly stepped forward and untied Wen Jie's ropes, whispering, "Enjoy your dinner quietly, don't make any futile
resistance." Wen Jie understood Zhao Gang's words perfectly.

For a frail woman like her, escaping this mysterious and heavily guarded place was almost impossible.
Coupled with her previous psychological changes, an invisible force was driving her. Was it the desire for the food in front of her?

Or the call of her own inner desires?

Seeing that the boss and Wen Jie were already seated, the fat man began to cook. The method was simple: he sprinkled some
butter on the heated iron plate, then placed the sliced thigh meat on it. The sizzling sound came from the iron plate, along
with the aroma of meat!

At this moment, Zhao Gang had already ladled out a bowl of matsutake mushroom and tender foot soup and placed it in front of Huo Xin. In the soup was
Li Meng's small foot, which had been stewed until it turned white, with her big toe peeking out from the broth, looking exceptionally cute.

Zhao Gang then brought out another bowl and placed it in front of Wen Jie. Huo Xin picked up a spoon, scooped up a
spoonful, and took a small sip, squinting his eyes and taking a deep breath.

"Hmm, today's soup seems different. It's the best pork trotter soup I've ever had!" Huo Xin
exclaimed.

Hearing this, Wen Jie subconsciously looked at her own feet, then at Li Meng's feet in the bowl,
comparing . She felt a little unconvinced; her feet were no worse than Li Meng's, more beautiful in shape, and
fuller!

She thought, "If I stewed it, the soup would definitely taste better." Thinking this, Wen Jie actually picked up a spoon and tasted it. Mmm
~ This taste was unforgettable for Wen Jie; it was the first time in her life she had tasted such delicious soup.

Wenjie wondered what the soup made from her own feet would taste like, lost in thought. What was she even thinking?
How ridiculous!

Just then, the medium-rare thigh meat was placed in front of Huo Xin. Huo Xin, like a gentleman,
picked up his knife and fork, cut off a small piece, and slowly chewed it. Then he nodded, raised his wine glass,
and said to Wenjie, "Cheers, for the opportunity to taste the most delicious food in the world."

He took a sip of wine and continued cutting the thigh meat on the plate. At this moment, a small piece
of thigh meat was placed in front of Wenjie. She looked at the meat with some excitement, finding it hard to believe that this
was the thigh meat from the beautiful, enviable reporter from yesterday.

The enticing aroma, combined with the hunger from not eating all day, made Wenjie quickly pick up her knife and fork, cut off a piece of thigh meat
, and put it in her mouth. A rich aroma filled her mouth.

Before she even chewed it much, the meat melted in her mouth.

Is this the scent of a woman? No wonder it makes men so intoxicated, like magic. I wonder if
my scent is as delicious as this!

Wenjie kept comparing her body to Li Meng's, which she was tasting. This innate
jealousy was showing, even in this situation.

This comparison and fantasy made Wenjie's private parts tingle and wet.

Wenjie's expression and every move did not escape Huo Xin's eyes. Huo Xin just sneered slightly and continued
to eat the leg meat on his plate.

After a while, Huo Xin finished the meat on his plate, drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, and said, "I'm getting old,
I can't eat too much. Miss Dong, you can eat slowly. We'll see you in a few days."

Saying that, he got up and said to Zhao Gang, "Keep a good time for our company for me. After the beautiful lady finishes dinner."

Then he whispered a few words to Zhao Gang and got into his car and left.

(VI)

Looking at Wenjie who was still slowly tasting the leg meat, Zhao Gang shook his head.

"Is it good?" Zhao Gang asked.

Wenjie slowly stopped chewing, finally managing to utter two words with difficulty: "Delicious!" She then
continued eating on her own.

Then, she casually asked Zhao Gang, "Tell me, is my meat this delicious?"

Hearing Wenjie's words, Zhao Gang understood that the woman's animalistic nature had been awakened.
If possible, Zhao Gang really didn't want to slaughter this beauty.

Although female diners were rare in this culinary world—a few international female tycoons would even request male meat—
someone like Dong Wenjie was uncommon. However, the boss had secretly instructed Zhao Gang before leaving that he
wanted to taste the finest meat at the banquet next week.

Unable to control his desire any longer, he strode over to Wenjie, brutally pushing her down onto
the table and tearing at her clothes. Soon, the black tight-fitting skirt she had worn that morning was stripped off,
revealing her snow-white body to Zhao Gang!

Her fair, almost translucent breasts with pink areolas, and her two long, straight, jade-like legs bent and curled up, this
exquisitely beautiful woman's body stunned Zhao Gang. Although Zhao Gang had fantasized about Dong Wenjie's body countless times,
such perfection was beyond his imagination.

"Come on, I know you've wanted to make love to me for a long time, right? Do you also want to eat my flesh?" Wenjie
smiled blankly.

Wenjie didn't know why she felt this way. From initial fear to now, there was a hint of anticipation. Wenjie's words struck a chord with
Zhao Gang. Without hesitation, Zhao Gang thrust his hard, swollen penis into Wenjie's vagina,
pumping and pounding like he had just done to Li Meng.

Wenjie lay on the dining table being ravaged by Zhao Gang, her mouth still chewing on the piece of meat in her mouth. The chewing seemed
to bring Wenjie a certain pleasure, as if the taste of the meat in her mouth wasn't Li Meng's. She fantasized that it was her own taste.
This stimulation brought Wenjie to orgasm.

For the next three days, Huo Xin didn't come again; only Zhao Gang and Wen Jie remained. Zhao Gang followed Huo Xin's
instructions, preparing this "animal of prey" for slaughter!

Zhao Gang made Wen Jie drink a bottle of red wine each day, and under the influence of alcohol, he would have passionate sex with her. Afterward, he would have Wen
Jie soak in a pre-prepared bath of fresh milk, followed by a full-body massage from a professional masseuse an hour later.

Wen Jie understood perfectly why Zhao Gang had arranged things this way; every arrangement was designed to
improve the quality of her body. After a few days, Wen Jie gradually began to enjoy this "animal of prey" feeling,
reaching unprecedented orgasms each time Zhao Gang ravaged her.

On the morning of the fourth day, Wenjie had just finished a milk bath and was comfortably sipping delicious red wine, listening
to music with her eyes closed.

Zhao Gang said to Wenjie, "Tonight, there's going to be a celebration banquet at the company. It'll be for the company's top executives and key personnel,
probably about 10 people."

Although Wenjie had been mentally prepared for the past few days, hearing this news still shocked her.
She knew that her life was coming to an end.

After a moment of silence, Wenjie asked, "What does Fatty plan to do with me?"

"I saw that the menu for tonight says barbecue, so... you might be barbecued."

After having sex with Wenjie for several days in a row, Zhao Gang seemed to have developed a slight affection for her.

"What? Aren't you afraid that your secret of eating human flesh will be exposed? You're holding a banquet like this!?"
Wenjie asked strangely.

"You'll be roasted in the kitchen, then sliced and served on the table. The company often disposes of
some . By the way, you've eaten it before, and you didn't notice anything, did you? Only the boss and we know."
Zhao Gang said.

Wenjie then recalled that she had indeed eaten at several company dinners before. She only thought the meat
tasted very special and delicious, never dreaming that it was human flesh.

"How will they roast it? Like roast duck?" Wenjie asked worriedly, worried that her face would
be roasted into a terrible state.

"They'll roast your whole body together. As for the specifics, that fat guy always has a lot of new tricks up his sleeve,
I don't know the details," Zhao Gang said.

"At the banquet, the boss also invited your husband, Yang Wei."

Zhao Gang's words shocked Wenjie, and she instantly became agitated, shouting at Zhao Gang, "How could you
involve ? He's just an honest man, please, leave me some dignity. I don't want him
to see me like that."

But then she thought that what was being presented to her husband was just slices of her own flesh, and she felt somewhat
relieved . Her shy appearance as a human victim was because she didn't want her beloved husband to see her.
Before being brought here and ravaged by Zhao Gang, she had never exposed her body to anyone else.

The thought of her body being tasted by so many people, including her husband Yang Wei, brought
a sense of relief to Wenjie.

After all, her naked body hadn't been exposed to outsiders in front of her husband yet. She wondered what parts of her body
her husband would taste, and whether he would like it

. The thought of her husband tasting her flesh gave her a strange feeling.

"Will I die a painful death?" Wenjie finally mustered the courage to ask.

"No, I promise,"

Zhao Gang said, pulling a small bottle from his pocket and
handing her "Eat it. It will relieve all pain.
It's a drug developed by a foreign neurosurgeon that the company hired."

Wenjie seemed to recall the feeling in her boss's car that night, knowing she couldn't escape becoming food
. She only hoped to die without pain.

Wenjie took the pill, hesitated, and put it in her mouth. She thought it was a drug similar to euthanasia,
but what happened next made her remember her soul.

Wenjie didn't feel any pain after taking the drug; instead, she felt a sense of relaxation throughout her body, somewhat like
the feeling after drinking alcohol. Gradually, she felt her body becoming uncontrollable, her senses fading, and she finally collapsed
to the ground, looking at Zhao Gang strangely.

It turned out that this wasn't poison at all, but a highly concentrated alcohol capsule with a small amount of neurotoxin
added . This caused Wenjie to lose control of her body, yet her mind
remained clear.

At this moment, the fat man walked in with a chuckle, "Brother Zhao, you've worked hard these past few days. This meat has become
so tender and white, really good!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!" Zhao Gang said impatiently. The fat man stopped talking, picked up Wenjie, and placed her on the cutting board
. There was a round table next to the workbench, its purpose unclear.

Wenjie watched as the fat man lifted her body onto the large chopping board, letting his greasy hands remove
her simple undergarments. He roughly kneaded her body, but strangely
, she felt nothing; her body was numb.

The fat man picked up a small knife and quickly sliced open her abdomen.
Unlike , this time he didn't cut open her entire body.

Watching her flesh being cut open didn't cause Wenjie much pain; it felt
like hard plastic scraping against her skin, only a slightly numb and itchy sensation. The golden
fat and red muscle exposed beneath the cut skin felt strange to Wenjie!

"Am I going to witness my own slaughter? What a strange feeling! Why do I have
this strange urge to be treated like an animal?" Wenjie thought to herself, enjoying the act of being cut open!

Watching the fat man insert his entire hand, holding a knife, into her body, cutting and rummaging through her abdomen,
she could feel her anus and large intestine being cut, but there wasn't much pain.

Finally, the moment the knife cut into her vagina, Wenjie could no longer control the pleasure of her orgasm, her body
heaving with each breath.

Blood flowed from Wenjie's mouth.

The fat man's hand didn't stop cutting inside Wenjie's body; finally, he withdrew his hand from her lower abdomen and
helped Wenjie lie on her side.

With one hand supporting her body, the other reached into Wenjie's lower abdomen and yanked, with a splash, a clump of bloody
"offal" was pulled out and thrown into a nearby metal bucket.

Wenjie suddenly felt an emptiness and relief in her body. Strangely, she was still breathing;
she wasn't dead, and she could even feel her heartbeat!

It turned out that this was actually a perverse cooking method the fat man had developed. When he encountered
women with exceptionally good quality flesh, he would leave the heart and lungs intact to preserve the freshness of the flesh!

Not long ago, he used this method to turn a freshman from a dance academy into a
sashimi platter for Huo Xin.

The girl was lying on the plate, her face expressionless, eyes open, breathing, her arms and legs...
The food was sliced thinly and arranged on plates in front of the customers, a method that always made the fat man very proud.

This time was no exception; the fat man decided to roast Wenjie alive. Poor Wenjie, who thought she would only watch
herself being slaughtered, had no idea she would next witness herself being roasted.

The fat man then began to wash Wenjie's blood-soaked body with a hose.

Wenjie could no longer feel the cold water, letting her body be turned over and over in the fat man's hands.

Then the fat man shoved Wenjie onto a semi-circular table, arranging her in a kneeling,
prone position. This position filled Wenjie with a deep sense of shame; her anus and vagina
were exposed like a commodity!

Although she knew this shame was meaningless—this was the position her husband used to love most—a wave of sadness washed over
her She wondered what her husband was doing now. Did he even know that his
wife was being turned into food?

Thinking this, she felt a hard object being inserted into her vagina. It turned out the fat man was holding a
stainless steel rod and preparing to insert it into Wenjie's anus.

Wenjie felt the hard object slowly entering her body through her vagina, the metal rod rubbing
against her vaginal opening. This friction caused Wenjie to instinctively contract her vagina.

Since her uterus and intestines had already been emptied, the fat man easily inserted the metal rod,
reaching her chest. However, he didn't continue; instead, he pulled the rod back slightly and then
pushed it in again!

This process repeated itself continuously. The fat man's movements were somewhat rough, and Wenjie
enjoyed an orgasm she had never felt before during this repeated, rough thrusting!

Her only wish was to be pierced!

Finally, the fat man stopped thrusting the metal rod in and out, continuing to push it into Wenjie's body!

This time, Wenjie could clearly feel the metal rod continuously entering her chest cavity, passing through her
esophagus and neck, and coincidentally, it pressed against her palate and throat, not exiting through
her mouth as she had imagined.

The fat man did this entirely to preserve Wenjie's face, something Zhao Gang had specifically instructed him to do.

Wenjie felt the iron rod inside her body; the continued orgasm caused her vagina to contract, and the
rod supported her body, making her stand upright!

It turned out that the round metal table was specially designed, with a notch about the width of a rod leading to
the center. There was a metal buckle in the center of the table; after the fat man fully inserted the metal rod into Wenjie's body, he
used this notch to make the rod stand upright and secure it to the metal buckle in the center.

From the outside, Wenjie appeared to be kneeling properly in the center of the round metal table, her legs spread apart,
her hands placed behind her back by the fat man and bound with thin wire, without any visible
signs of alteration.

The fat man picked up the prepared seasonings and carefully brushed them onto
Wenjie paying meticulous attention to every nook and cranny of her toes.

Finally, he rolled up Wenjie's long hair and secured it to her head, then wrapped her entire head in heat-resistant foil
to prevent disfigurement during grilling.

After more than an hour of preparation, the meat was ready for the grill, and the fat man was
very satisfied with his masterpiece!

It had been a long time since he had grilled a whole person like this. Wenjie knew she was about to be on the grill, and soon they
would share her with her, including her husband Yang Wei, which filled her with anticipation.

The fat man pushed Wenjie, on the round table, into a nearby grill. This grill was entirely metal,
with heating racks inside. After the round metal table was pushed into the grill and locked in place, the grill door was closed, and the grilling officially began!

The grill started working after the power was turned on, and through the transparent glass door,
the metal turntable on which Wenjie was kneeling could be seen rotating on its own.

Wenjie's head was completely wrapped in tin foil, obscuring her vision. She could only feel the surroundings growing increasingly
warm!

This warmth made her numb body feel incredibly comfortable. Gradually, she felt herself struggling to
breathe, her mouth throbbing with thirst. The iron rod pressed against her throat grew hotter and hotter, yet Wenjie still tried to breathe
.

She could hear the hissing sound of water droplets falling onto the table!

This was actually the moisture and oil extracted from Wenjie's body, continuously dripping down. The rotating table
heated her body evenly. Wenjie's breathing gradually weakened, and her mind began to blur.

Then, a fragrant aroma wafted into her nose—a scent she had never smelled before. Wenjie's mind
instantly cleared a little. She tried to inhale deeply; she knew it was the smell of her own roasted meat.

Wenjie breathed in a final burst of energy, then slowly, her breathing ceased. Her blood had all been heated
and congealed ; her heart and lungs had gradually been roasted, losing their function. From head to toe, only her brain remained
alive.

(VII)

Several hours later, Wenjie, already golden brown and exuding a fragrant aroma, was pushed out of the barbecue grill and into
the adjacent preparation room.

The glass of the preparation room allowed a direct view of the dining area outside, while the dining room itself was obscured from view
– a design specifically for chefs to observe the diners.

Steam still rose from Wenjie's body as she was wheeled in. She initially thought she was dead, but
gradually her vision brightened!

The foil wrapped around her head was peeled away layer by layer, revealing her beautiful face.

Before her stood a man in white, wearing a mask and a chef's hat, admiring her. He
held a stainless steel knife, repeatedly rubbing it on a whetstone.

Wenjie could clearly see herself through the mirror beside her; her fair skin had been
roasted to a golden brown!

She didn't know that the fat man had perfectly controlled the heat. After several days of preparation, Wenjie's meat
was easy to cook; any longer and her skin would darken and her flesh would tighten.

Wenjie was somewhat moved, admiring her cooked body as if it were the fruit of her labor. Oil was still dripping from
her body from time to time. She was so beautiful. No wonder some people like to eat women's flesh.

At this moment, she looked through the glass and saw that the guests were already seated in the restaurant. Huo Xin was naturally seated at the head of the table,
followed by several shareholders, including General Manager Wang and General Manager Liu, seated on the outermost side near the door.

She noticed her husband sitting there awkwardly, nervously forcing a smile. The soundproofing during food preparation was excellent;
she couldn't hear what they were saying.

Then, the chef walked up to Wenjie, picked up a steel knife, and
skillfully began slicing her buttocks!

Wenjie saw through the mirror that her full buttocks were being sliced into thin layers, the flesh
evenly cut and arranged on two plates, placed at the serving window.
A tall waitress in a red cheongsam brought the two plates of buttock meat to the table.

Watching the electric turntable repeatedly deliver her buttock meat to Yang Wei, Wenjie was excited.
She desperately wanted her husband to immediately pick up a piece of her buttock meat, taste it, and tell her how
delicious it was. But Yang Wei remained nervously seated.

The chef's knife began to cut his own thigh, slicing off the entire front of his thigh into
pieces, skin and all!

Wenjie watched as her roasted, dismembered leg meat was no longer recognizable, resembling roasted pork or goose
. The chef arranged the pieces of meat from both thighs on a plate, added a rose and some
greens, and then served it.

In the same way, her calves were also cut into pieces and served.

Wenjie felt increasingly drowsy. She knew she was about to die. How she longed to see her husband
, Yang Wei taste her flesh!

She had intended to use this body to bear a child for her husband and live a happy life together, but instead, she had realized her value in
this way. The scene before her blurred her vision. Looking at her mutilated
body in the mirror, and the pieces of meat on the next table, like the roast duck she had eaten,

she stared at her own body, her vision gradually blurring. Finally, after witnessing
the entire process of being slaughtered, roasted, and dismembered, Wenjie died!

(8)

After everyone had their sliced meat placed in front of them, Huo Xin stood up, picked up his wine glass, and said to everyone
at , "Thank you all for your hard work. The company is where it is today because of everyone's efforts. You are all
the pillars of the company. I want to say to everyone, thank you for your hard work, cheers!"

With that, Huo Xin drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Yang Wei, who was sitting at the end of the table, was also very excited. He took a sip of wine, feeling somewhat flattered. Yesterday, the personnel department
informed Yang Wei that he had been promoted to director, which made Yang Wei extremely excited!

Thinking that his years of hard work had finally been recognized by the boss, and even more exciting was that he had been invited to
a company banquet that only vice presidents could attend, which showed that the boss valued him. Now his wife would definitely be
happy for him, and he would no longer have to feel inferior in front of her!

Yang Wei was secretly delighted. He thought of Wen Jie, who should be back tomorrow. He would definitely ask Wen Jie to cook two
good dishes to celebrate. Thinking of his wife's enviable figure, Yang Wei felt excited!

He downed his glass of red wine in one gulp, picked up the plate of meat that had just been turned to him, placed it on his own plate, and
cut off a piece, putting it in his mouth.

Wow! Even the food the boss was serving was so delicious! The beef in front of him tasted exceptionally different; it must
be the legendary Kobe beef. He'd definitely brag about it to Wenjie when she came back tomorrow.

Thinking this, he chewed heartily.

Soon the banquet ended, and all the vice presidents were still praising how delicious the meat was tonight. At this moment, Zhao Gang walked up
to Yang Wei, holding a lunchbox containing some leftover scraps of meat and skin.

"Take the rest home and eat it slowly, don't waste it!" Zhao Gang said, handing him the meat.

Yang Wei was overjoyed. He had been secretly planning to pack some up to take home for Wenjie to try!

He thought Wenjie had definitely never tasted such delicious meat before; this was perfect!

Yang Wei quickly thanked Zhao Gang and carefully put the lunchbox into his bag.

Back home, Yang Wei quickly put the lunchboxes in the refrigerator, bought some fresh flowers from downstairs to decorate the house
, and lay happily in bed, looking forward to his wife's return from her business trip the next day. Little did Yang Wei know that
his wife had just been put in the refrigerator.

Li Meng had been missing for several days. Based on the clues and photos left by Li Meng, Zhao Yan quickly confirmed that
the person in the photos was indeed the same person.

The police eventually arrested Zhao Gang, but unfortunately, Huo Xin was still missing. Under interrogation, Zhao Gang
revealed the location of the warehouse. When the cold storage door was opened, Zhao Yan was stunned!

Several naked female corpses were hanging upside down, swaying. In the middle of the corpses, a woman's head, its hair
tangled in fleshy hooks, was slightly turning in the cold air. The head gradually turned,
revealing a beautiful, white, familiar face to Zhao Yan.

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