The Demon’s Menu

When there is a decision, there is action.

Jason raised his hand and tore off the rotten cloth in Walker's mouth.

"I have information on other ingredients!"

As soon as he pulled off the rotten cloth in Walker's mouth, the "food traitor" cultivated by the "ghost squad" opened his mouth instantly.

Quick and accurate.

Because it is so familiar with Jason's eyes.

The same is true when it is hungry.

Not to mention the screaming belly and swallowing saliva.

These are reminding it.

The other party really wants to eat it.

As a qualified ‘eater’, it immediately knew what to do.

After all, this is not the first time it has seen such a person.

The previous doctor was very polite, he had watched from the sidelines.

There is also an arrogant maniac who is not so friendly, and even for some ‘food ingredients’ that are not known to be true or false, he even broke some of his body.

But this one is different from the two it has seen before.

This is quite ‘simple’.

Yes, it is simple.

There are no complicated emotions.

It was simply hungry.

I want to eat you.

But the more this is, the more horrible Walker becomes.

Because of this simplicity, it is difficult to be shaken.

It is not a entanglement of interests, and no trade-offs.

unless……

You meet his needs.

Walker intends to do so.

It has no way.

It doesn't want to be eaten.

It wants to live.

This world is really wonderful.

Fear of unclear numbers.

The twist is delicious like wine.

Every time you smoke, it makes it forget everything.

So, it doesn't want to die yet.

To this end, it has done something detrimental to ‘dignity’.

No more?

Naturally don't care.

Then it saw Jason fist.

Suddenly, the ‘eater’ was relieved.

Jason held his breath.

Hunger was still spreading, but when Walker's words were spoken, Jason's reason came online instantly.

Is one food delicious, or a group of food delicious?

Do you still have to choose?

Of course I ate everything.

However, there can be a sequence.

"Say."

Jason forced to endure hunger, Shen Sheng said.

"I hope you can swear with your glory or the people and things you respect."

"Otherwise, even if you eat me, I will not tell you."

"I just want to live ..."

Walker was righteous first, then looked at Jason begging again.

But Jason's breath became dangerous in a flash.

He stared at Walker.

He didn't like the plan being disrupted.

Also don't like the food being divided.

More importantly, just after Walker said this sentence, Jason's hunger sensation instantly ousted the reason again, and turned around and picked up the wine around him.

then

boom!

Jason raised his hand a punch.

Quasi-quasi hit in the stomach.

Jason, who had experience in dealing with Pssack elves, picked up his body when the body began to vomit and the Pssack elves struggled out of the vomit. He started to rinse directly with wine.

The Psak Elf in front of him was completely ashamed in the flush of wine.

I just made a request, you really eat me?

Don't even want to ask more?

If you disagree, we can discuss it!

The Psak elf wailed at the bottom of his heart.

Then, it tried its best to control the body.

"On Fishbone Street ..."

The body spoke, but the words disappeared before they were finished.

The Pssack elves have been swallowed by Jason.

Just like the taste in memory.

Sleek, cool.

Sweetness is more intense.

It is also more palatable.

Moreover, not only the taste, but also the increase in satiety is 3 points more than before.

[Swallow ‘Pusak Elves’! 】

[Recover physical strength and energy to the greatest extent! 】

【Fatness +15】

【Fatness: 61】

...

The nutrition of the food in the stomach began to permeate, and Jason's sanity came online again.

What about my "eating"?

Why did I eat it?

Did I do the ceremony?

Sure enough, any sense of ritual is deceiving, and it is true that the stomach is full.

Did it just say Fishbone Street?

Jason recalled.

No more hard memories are needed, and Jason instantly remembered what had just happened.

No way, it's so delicious.

Delicious, deep memory.

In the same way, this kind of memory made Jason just have a full stomach and became hungry again.

"Fishbone Street, Fishbone Street!"

Jason murmured.

He can't wait to add to the meal.

However, he did not forget to search.

The entire room didn't need to be searched too carefully, and Jason saw a radio station covered by black curtains.

For radio stations, Jason does not understand.

He just checked that there was no ‘mysterious knowledge’ on it, and turned around and walked out.

He needs a professional.

As it happens, Edward and Little Bansi are such people.

...

Backstreet alley of Black Pepper Street.

As soon as Jason entered the alley, he saw the car parked on the side of the road.

Similarly, four people in the car also saw Jason.

"Here, the mask."

Xiao Banxi shook down the window and shouted.

Jason speeded up, pulled the door open, squeezed into the back seat, and Griffin sitting on the other side directly showed a curled gesture.

"This back row is really uncomfortable."

"If I have money, I must start a car company."

"I want to make the car seat as comfortable as a sofa."

Griffin mumbled.

"Return to the car company?"

"If you start a car company, I will study the tires for you."

"Then, let all your cars use my tires, and I will also include some brochures full of advertisements, which are placed next to each of your sofa chairs.

Small Classy grinned at Griffin.

However, as he talked, Xiao Banxi showed a longing again.

"You can register more food in the booklet."

The female pastry chef added it.

The three of them started the question involuntarily.

Edward looked at Jason, and when he saw Jason nod and signal that everything was going well, he was relieved.

"go."

"Follow the line that the" mask "says."

Edward said.

Xiao Banxi immediately shut up and started the car as Edward said.

When people came to Walker's house ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ they saw Walker in a coma.

"He is the" middleman "of the" ghost squad "?"

Edward, Benxi and Griffin looked at each other carefully.

The fingers are delicate, obviously have not touched the knives and firearms, nor have any appearance of fighting. Instead, they have the temperament of some exposition books.

Will such a person be the middleman of the 'Ghost Squad'?

The three were puzzled, but they believed Jason.

Then, when Jason opened the black cloth curtain to reveal the radio station, such doubts disappeared immediately.

"Military Radio!"

Xiao Banxi exclaimed.

And before the exclamation fell, the radio rang

Drip, Didi.