The Demon’s Menu

Looking at the female student president who fell to the ground, Jason was stunned for a while.

When perceiving maliciousness, Jason can be sure that the gunman's malice was aimed at the female pastry chef. Even, he can be sure that the other party's muzzle was also aimed at the female pastry chef.

To put it simply, when the bullet was fired, it was aimed at the female pastry chef, but ... turned halfway!

The round bullet directly hit the female student president.

The female student president is just lying down.

However, Jason could clearly see that a nearly transparent force field appeared on the female student president, blocking the bullet.

The force field flashed away.

The squashed warhead fell to the ground.

"Mystery ?!"

"or it could be……"

"Special props?"

Jason glanced at the president of the female student. For the first time, he found that the origin of the other party was far more complicated than he thought, but Jason did not stare closely at the female student president.

Instead, pursue the gunman.

Of course, Jason, who was worried about being taken away from the mountain, picked up the female pastry chef and held it under his arm.

The female pastry chef's face suddenly turned red. She wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, but she blushed and buried her head, leaving Jason to let her go.

...

I am ‘no grid’, a killer.

I have a killer brother called ‘box’.

Previously assassination of a pastry chef named Giselle was caught by mistake.

What a waste!

Even a pastry chef can't figure it out.

However, this has nothing to do with me.

I have just obtained a club membership, and I have made up my mind not to appear before the weather is warm.

However, I didn't expect that the female pastry chef's reward has turned tenfold.

Over ten times overnight.

This is already a reward that cannot be ignored.

So, I am ready to wash the shame for my brother 'Box'.

It ’s not too easy to lock a pastry chef.

Very easily, I got the trace of the other party.

just……

What's the matter with the burly and strong man next to him?

Why do I feel guilty when I see each other?

Especially when the other party is walking in the shadows, the feeling of oppression is almost doubled.

bodyguard?

No, no no!

How could a pastry chef afford a bodyguard!

Is it still possible to use pastries to pay the bill?

impossible!

This female pastry chef must have charmed this burly and strong man with her own gender advantage!

Thinking of this, ‘No grid’ sneered.

A person who can be fooled by beauty is limited even if he is stronger.

Besides the ten-fold remuneration, it was enough for him to advance two ranks in the club, meet the rumored lady, have an afternoon tea with the other party, or go to the opera in the opera house, and ... hehehehe.

The excited ‘no grid’ did n’t think about it any more.

Direct gun.

He aimed at the female pastry chef.

Just like the targets he had aimed before.

Then, the trigger was pulled.

He couldn't wait to see how his target fell to the ground.

but……

Why are the people next to you falling down?

I am clearly targeting a female pastry chef?

'No grid' rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but in the field of vision, it was the female student president who fell to the ground.

what happened?

I did n’t drink?

Impossible to aim wrong?

"No grid" asked himself.

But reality has not allowed him to delve deeper.

He had already seen the strong man rushing towards him with his goal in mind.

Holding his gun, ‘No Grid’ turned and ran.

He doesn't think he can't run away from each other.

After all, the other party is the kind of person with strong power and slow speed.

But why is it getting closer?

And, why do I have soft legs?

Is it true that the ladies in the club drink too much tea and really lose their legs?

'No grid' was thinking while running.

And Jason is getting closer.

When the distance was less than ten meters, ‘No Grid’ turned suddenly, and the rifle in his hand pointed directly at Jason behind him.

For his own gun, ‘no grid’ is very confident.

He has practiced this technique specifically.

I have also used this technique to kill many unexpectedly missed targets.

Therefore, although he was surprised before, he did not panic.

And now!

It was the moment when he turned around!

"No grid" is about to pull the trigger, but there was originally Jason, who was nearly ten meters away, and suddenly accelerated.

It was so fast that he didn't respond at all, and Jason came to the front.

Moreover, Jason did not stop.

The strong, burly body directly hit the body of ‘No Grid’.

boom!

In the muffled sound, the sound of broken bones continued to sound, and the feet of ‘No Grid’ left the ground and flew back four or five meters.

I was hit by a car!

At the last moment of life, such a thought of 'no grid'.

"[Charge] is still not skilled enough."

"Although it has reached the level of proficiency, once launched, it is difficult to control finely."

"If you force it, it will still damage your heart."

Jason looked at the breathless gunman and put the female pastry chef down.

The blushing female pastry chef seemed to be drunk and wobbled in place.

"I'm a little dizzy."

"It was just a little too fast."

The female pastry chef explained this.

At this time, the female student president chased up alone.

She looked at the gunman who had lost her breath and relieved herself involuntarily.

As long as people die, it's easy to handle.

The dead will not speak.

Similarly, there will be no secrets involved.

But did those guys discover me?

Or is it an irrelevant temptation?

Turning these thoughts in the bottom of my heart, the female student president was like a frightened ordinary person, and asked Jason:

"Teacher Jason, what should I do?"

"Call the police."

Jason said without hesitation.

"Ok."

The female student nodded, shouting at the breathless clerk, "Joel, go to the police."

"Yes, President!"

The clerk ignored the exhaustion of physical energy and turned towards the old teaching building.

At this time, the female pastry chef finally returned to normal.

She walked in front of her friend and checked with anxiety.

"Tai Di, are you okay?"

Asked the female pastry chef.

"It's all right."

"Fortunately, the gunman had a poor shooting standard, and didn't hit me. Otherwise, I really have no life."

"However, I still hit the bullet so close ..."

"It's really terrible ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The female student president patted the chest while talking, with a look of fear.

With that said, the female student president's eyes were slightly red, and people felt distressed when they saw it.

The female pastry chef quickly grabbed the hand of her friend, hugged it in her arms, and comforted softly:

"It's okay, it's okay."

"It's passed."

"Ok."

The president of the female student put her chin on the shoulder of the female pastry chef and agreed softly in her mouth, but she looked at Jason quietly.

then……

She saw it, and Jason stared straight at her.

Swallowing saliva.