Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Hannibal stared into Jerome's eyes, chuckled, and said, "You just said you needed my help to perfect your drink recipe, right!"

"But it's a pity that I, Hannibal, will never help strangers, I will only help my friends."

"Jerome, we are not friends yet."

"Hehehe..." Jerome blinked, smiled strangely, and said, "Then sir, how can I become your friend?"

"I really want to be friends with you, a friend who shares weal and woe, a very good friend."

"Mr. Hannibal, we need to become close friends. We all have the same experience and we feel the same pain!"

Hearing this, Hannibal licked his lips and smiled: "Jerome, if you want to be my friend, it's very simple. You only need to meet one requirement. This requirement is that you must be capable."

"Do you want to prove your ability?"

Jerome stared at Hannibal, his eyes full of crazy and chaotic emotions, and laughed: "Hahaha, I understand, sir, you want to play a game, come on! Let me hear how this game works.

Play?"

"If it's not fun, I'll kill you!"

After that, Jerome took out a pistol from his arms and pointed it at Hannibal. He was looking forward to how Hannibal would perform?

Hannibal turned the fruit knife in his hand and smiled: "Jerome, first put your hand holding the gun on the table, and then I will use this knife to cut off your hand."

"This is also part of the game, do you want to play?"

Jerome nodded, put his right hand holding the gun on the table, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Hannibal, I'm curious, did you just add this game or has it been there from the beginning?"

Hannibal smiled and pulled Jerome's right hand in front of him and replied: "It has been there since the beginning of this game. I must cut off your hand, but I haven't determined which hand it is yet?"

"It was you who gave me the answer. The hand pointing the gun at me was just right!"

"Oh, Jerome, is this the only knife?"

After hearing this, Jerome took out a knife from his pocket with his left hand, handed it over, blinked, and asked curiously: "Sir, how do you want to cut off my hand? Why do you need two knives?"

"

Hannibal reached out and took the knife handed over by Jerome. Now he had knives in both hands. Unfortunately, it was still a little imperfect. It would have been better if he had one knife and one fork.

"Ding!"

Hannibal sighed, and tapped the knives on his left and right hands lightly, making a crisp and sweet sound.

He looked at Jerome, smiled and said: "Boy, don't move later, this game will not be fun if you do."

"I'm sure this is a new experience you've never had before!"

Hannibal took a deep breath, held the two knives tightly with his hands, and started his action with a smile on his face.

He began to operate on Jerome's hand with the knife like a steak.

His movements were very graceful, first peeling off the skin on Jerome's hand, and then peeling off the flesh on Jerome's hand.

"Very good, hold on, Jerome, your hand is really steady, not moving at all..."

"Awesome, this makes me so happy."

Hannibal's eyes glowed green, and he swallowed heavily. He sliced ​​each piece of meat into the same size, 1 centimeter square, and soon the corner of the table was filled with meat from Jerome's hands.

"Mr. Hannibal, I don't understand what you are doing?"

"What kind of game is this? Are you testing my willpower?"

"Why are you swallowing so hard? Are you hungry?"

"Hoo hoo ho... do you want to eat this meat?"

Jerome watched the two knives cutting the flesh on his hands piece by piece, blinked, laughed strangely, and asked curiously.

"Boy, you guessed it right, but there is no reward."

"How about this game? It's interesting, isn't it? Watch your hand being eaten alive!"

"When I eat your hand, you will gain my friendship and we will become good friends."

Hannibal licked his lips and spoke in a very gentle tone.

"Sir, your technique is very good and full of artistic sense. It's hard to imagine that you can make every piece of meat the same size!"

"Sir, I didn't expect you to be an ogre. No wonder you were put in a cage. A terrifying monster like you, a pervert like you, really can't survive in this world."

"Hehehe, in this world that shouts freedom and democracy everywhere, sir, you will never be free..."

Jerome looked at Hannibal and said with a smile.

Hannibal ignored Jerome. He was concentrating on cutting the food in front of him very carefully.

When he was in the spiritual world, he was lucky enough to taste one of the clown's fingers. The taste was very sweet, very fresh, and had a strong smell of red wine.

He was already admiring the taste of Jerome. This person who is related to the clown, his meat must be very good and delicious.

five minutes later.

Jerome raised the hand holding the gun. He looked at his hand carefully, his eyes full of admiration, and sighed: "Oh, what an amazing technique this is, it actually removes all the flesh on the hand."

It fell off, leaving a complete set of hand bones."

"And this hand can still move. I feel like I can pull the trigger at any time. It's really amazing."

"This is the first time I saw my hand bones. I didn't expect them to be so beautiful. They are so beautiful, crystal clear, like jade."

"Sir, I love this new hand so much!"

Hearing this, Hannibal smiled, licked his lips and said, "Jerome, your taste is really unique. I like your taste."

"Next time, you can try to remove all the flesh from your arm. Then you will have an arm like white marble, which is really beautiful."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Mr. Hannibal, it sounds very good, we can even hold an art exhibition." Jerome nodded and said with great yearning: "

It will definitely be an extremely grand art exhibition, and it will definitely be busy and crowded.”

"By the way, Mr. Hannibal, how do you plan to taste the meat you just removed? Should you cook it or grill it?"

Hannibal shook his head, took a deep breath, felt the sweet smell of blood in the air, and said with great intoxication: "Jerome, my friend, you are not that kind of low-grade food, your meat is very good."

Well, with just a slight sniff, my soul floated up, as if I had gone to heaven."

"For this kind of high-quality food, it doesn't need too much processing. It's enough to eat it with its original flavor, so I'm going to eat it raw."

After that, Hannibal stabbed a piece of meat with a knife, put it to his nose and smelled it gently, feeling the wonderful smell, and an extremely bright smile bloomed on his face.

Fragrant! It smells so good!

Hannibal opened his mouth, exposed his fangs, and moved the piece of meat into his mouth.

When the piece of meat was about to be delivered to his mouth, Hannibal's hand stopped. He used all his strength but still couldn't get the piece of meat into his mouth.

Jerome frowned slightly and asked with a smile: "Mr. Hannibal, what's wrong with you? Why don't you eat?"

"This is the first time I've seen a scene of people eating people. It's really exciting."

Hannibal gritted his teeth and continued to put the piece of meat into his mouth, but the piece of meat stayed in front of his mouth. He could smell the aroma of the meat, but he could not eat the meat.

Hannibal put down the piece of meat angrily, slammed the knife into the table, and roared unwillingly: "Why? Why do you do this to me?"

"Obviously it was you who released me from the cage when I was hungry! But now you don't let me eat!"

"Why? Why exactly? What's wrong with me?"

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to appear in this world at all! Now that I have appeared, you still want to deprive me of my freedom, and you still want to deprive me of my power!"

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo...you...you're really going too far! You're obviously already asleep, but you're still taking care of me...it's not fair, this is so unfair!"

"..."

Looking at Hannibal with a ferocious expression on his face and roaring madly.

Jerome frowned, he couldn't understand how Hannibal, who was so elegant just now, turned into such a crazy look in an instant.

And what do these strange words mean?

Who prevents him from eating people?

Jerome blinked and asked very curiously: "Mr. Hannibal, what's wrong with you? You were so elegant just now, but now you are so irritable. The contrast is really too big, which makes me a little confused."

"Why is that? What just happened? Who is that person you yelled at?"

Hearing this, Hannibal let out a long sigh and said with great disappointment: "Maybe this is my fate! What a ridiculous fate. I thought I would be free after escaping from a cage, but I just escaped from a cage.

Escaped to another cage."

"That rule hasn't been broken yet, it's just changed in a different way, from active to passive. This kind of hypocritical freedom is so disgusting."

"The person I yelled at is the person who made this rule and the person who built my cage."

"Jerome, don't ask about him or get close to him. He is the darkest person in the world! He is the most terrifying person in the world! He is the most powerful person in the world!"

After hearing this, Jerome smiled, blinked and asked: "Okay, Mr. Hannibal, I will listen to you, but you have to give me a hint. What if I accidentally offend him?"

?”

Hannibal took a deep breath and said: "A reminder? For the sake of our fate today, stay away from the next mayor of New York City. This is my advice to you..."

Jerome nodded and said, "Okay sir, I remember."

"Oh, by the way, is there a continuation of the game we just played?"

"If there is no follow-up, then we will be friends."

Hannibal smiled bitterly and said: "There was originally a follow-up, but now there is no follow-up!"

"The first step has failed, so what follows is meaningless. Since you performed so well, we are friends."

After hearing this, Jerome pointed his bony finger at Smile on the table and asked very sincerely: "Sir, I would like to know how to upgrade it?"

"It's not quite where I want it to be. I feel like it's missing something exciting."

Hannibal nodded and said slowly: "It does lack some exciting things. Also, if I guess correctly, for some reason, you did not follow the original recipe."

"Forget it, Jerome, there's no need to mention your original formula. Looking at your current processing method, the original formula is not much better."

"But what is the thing in the original formula that can supplement the flavor? I have to know this. I can feel that your drink is missing a flavor to neutralize it."

When Jerome heard this, he laughed crazily and said, "Oh, Mr. Hannibal, you are really amazing!"

"You are right, I did not use the original formula because there is a material that is difficult to obtain, which is the one used to neutralize the smell of Smile."

"That thing is a vampire, the kind of humanoid with bat wings that flies at night. They are afraid of sunlight and silver products."

After hearing what Jerome said, Hannibal suddenly opened his eyes wide and said: "Vampire? It's actually a vampire? This is really interesting!"

"I know how to improve the flavor of Smile. Jerome, you should quickly throw away the rotten female corpse, grab a vampire and throw it in."

"You could totally just use vampires as raw material!"

Jerome frowned and said: "But the formula contains vampires and humans. Will there be any problems with pure vampires..."

Hannibal sneered and said mockingly: "Do people like you still have compassion in their hearts? Are you telling a bad joke?"

"There are so many villains in Hell's Kitchen, why don't you just grab two and try out the new products! If there is a problem, solve it. If you want to complete such a terrifying thing, how can it be so smooth?"

When Jerome heard this, he was startled for a moment, then he stared into Hannibal's eyes, laughed strangely, and said: "Hoo ho ho, Hannibal Xu Sheng, how do you know that what I am going to do is a terrible thing?"

thing?"

"I never told you that it was a terrible thing!"

"I need a reasonable explanation!"

"If there is no reasonable explanation, you will never leave in this life. I will make you the first person to try the new Smile!"

After that, Jerome twisted his neck fiercely, and with a "boom", his whole body ignited with red flames, and the hand that was only a bone returned to its original state.

In the midst of the burning fire, Jerome tilted his head and looked at Hannibal with a smile, waiting for a reply.

The raging heat wave rushed towards Hannibal unbridled.

Feeling the scorching temperature, Hannibal waved to Jerome and smiled: "Boy, I'm not good at fighting. Remember my name is Hannibal, bye..."

After saying that, Hannibal slowly disappeared.

As Hannibal's consciousness returned to the dark mental space, Zhou Ran's out-of-control body began to fall downwards.