The Demon’s Menu

Jason saw these newspapers on the breakfast table.

Giselle did not have the habit of subscribing to newspapers, but after discovering that Jason seemed to love reading newspapers, he deliberately walked to the corner to stop buying.

Jason looked at those bold and bold fonts, at his own photos, at the 5% increase in the city recognition, and silently ate breakfast.

Large lunch meat sandwiches and hot milk.

There is sugar in the milk.

Warm and sweet.

There is omelette beside the luncheon meat.

The omelette was slightly charred and the meat was just crispy.

Throughout the breakfast, Jason did not say a word.

The female pastry chef looked at Jason worriedly.

She knew what happened last night.

Similarly, she also knew why such reports appeared in the newspaper.

The father of Little David.

Congressman David.

The opponent shot.

Upside down black and white.

Or……

Turn around?

Whatever it is, that little David must be fine.

Just those girls ...

Thinking of this, the female pastry chef's eyes turned slightly red.

But, immediately, the female pastry chef focused her attention on Jason who stood up.

"Jason?"

The female pastry chef asked worriedly.

If it were not for Jason to have the habit of reading newspapers, she would never give these newspapers to Jason.

She would rather Jason know nothing, so as not to get worse.

"It's all right."

"Isn't Xindecheng like this?"

"Like those people said, it has already changed."

"Become ... stranger."

Jason waved his hand and walked upstairs while talking.

As he walked up the corner of the second floor, Jason turned to the female pastry chef and said, "I want to sleep for a while, and lunch calls me."

After talking, Jason entered the utility room.

Click.

The door closed gently, and the bolt made a crisp sound.

Jason slowly took off his home outfit-it wasn't given by the female pastry chef, but under his trolley, the only set that could be reached was considered decent.

Therefore, such clothes should not be stained with blood.

Especially the blood of some animals, but it is covered with stench.

Putting on the slightly dirty tramp costume again, Jason raised his hand out of the suit and took out the ice hockey mask.

He slowly put on the mask.

Take a deep breath.

Then, spit out heavily.

call!

The long-lost comfort and security appeared again.

Picking up the broad-blade short-handle machete, the cold awn of the knife body is reflected in the eye socket of the ice hockey mask. There is no flicker and movement in the eyes, and only the cold killing intention.

In the world, it is filthy.

Naturally need cleaning.

Blood is the best cleaning agent.

...

Snapped!

Another cup was slammed on the ground by Edward.

The cup was torn apart.

Huh, Huh.

Edward gasped.

Like a wounded beast.

Do not.

The wounded beast also knows how to lick the wound, and Edward's wound cannot heal.

He has been ignoring.

Or something that escaped, just thrown directly on his face.

His face was bruised and bruised.

Beat him bloody.

Beat him ...

Sober.

Yes.

Sober.

Edward turned his head and looked at the release order signed by the director, his mouth wide open, and a smile appeared.

Silent smile.

ferocious.

And, crazy.

He took out the key and opened the bottom drawer on the left side of the desk.

There is a revolver and rows of bullets.

The silver-white revolver has a long and narrow muzzle with a silky beauty.

Edward picked up the left wheel, shoved the wheel groove, and picked up the bullets one by one to fill them.

God, no.

He, come to collect.

...

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

After reading the morning newspaper, Griffin lay on the hospital bed of the police station and laughed loudly, and tears came out of the smile, breathless.

"This is Xindecheng!"

He said.

Then he shook his hand.

The handcuffs that bound his right hand made a burst of noise, waking up Xiao Banxi.

Xiao Banxi raised his head and moved his eyes away from the newspaper with a daze on his face.

"Hey, little Bansi."

"Don't be so uncomfortable."

"You have to learn to get used to it."

"You know, this is Xindecheng!"

Griffin said with a smile.

"But, but ..."

"He made so many mistakes."

"Shouldn't it be sanctioned by the laws of New Germany?"

The small class murmured.

"Sande City's legal sanctions?"

"Hahahaha!"

Griffin laughed again, and then he suddenly gave a light voice and asked: "The law is fair, it is people's last hope, it is the umbrella of the weak, but that is elsewhere."

"In Xindecheng?"

"The value of its existence is the tool of the strong ... No, it should be a shy cloth for wantonism."

Griffin lay down again.

Then he saw Xiao Banxi stand up and run out.

"What are you doing?"

Griffin shouted.

"team leader!"

"The captain will be in trouble!"

The small class replied without looking back.

Edward?

Shouldn't that guy?

Looks like a very calm person?

Griffin froze, thinking subconsciously, then he suddenly thought of another man suffering from post-traumatic stress syndrome.

Suddenly, Griffin's face changed.

He didn't want to cause any big trouble that couldn't be solved.

The lunatic must be stopped.

Thinking of this, Griffin shook his hand.

Click!

The handcuffs that bound him were just opened.

Then the whole person limped away.

However, at the moment of going out, he turned and pulled a hospital mattress, ripped off the list with the number of the hospital bed outside, and put the core on his head.

...

In the corridor of the police station, David in a decent suit led Little David in front, followed by the kneeling chief.

"well done."

David said.

"Should, should."

"It is an honor to serve Your Excellency."

The director spoke with his waist.

"If I run for mayor, I will leave a place for you or someone related to you in the mayor's office."

David said in a low voice.

"That could not be better."

The chief once again halted again and again.

Isn't that what he wanted?

Just need to move the pen a little, and sign a word.

So why not do it?

David did not pay any attention to the director, but looked at his son.

"Remember what I told you."

"There will be reporters later."

"You recite it directly-as for the veteran ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I will pick him up afterwards."

David said, a vicious look on his face.

How can he not hate?

He had hidden the hole cards for many years and it was gone.

If he didn't smash Jason to pieces, how could he dispel his hatred.

However, that is after.

right now?

A perfect press conference is the best ending for this matter.

Thinking of this, David raised his hands and pushed open the door of the police station—

Squeak.

The door opened.