The Demon’s Menu

The girl was shocked by the sudden slamming of the door. The bowl in her hand was horrified, and even the half-bowl of soy milk was drawn in midair with a white arc.

"Yeah!"

The girl exclaimed.

However, the cry of exclamation stopped abruptly.

Because the bowl was caught by Jason.

Not only the bowl, but even the soy milk in mid-air was picked up again by Jason.

"This?"

The girl stared at this scene blankly, completely unrecovered.

"Don't waste food."

Jason said so, and then put the last bun in his mouth and walked towards the front yard.

The other party was as punctual as he expected.

he?

Naturally, it cannot be delayed.

After all, it's time for lunch in a while.

...

Outside the martial arts gymnasium, three men stand under the signboard of "Mu Shiquan Gym"

Two people are in front and one is behind.

The two in front are sturdy, black short shirts, bracers with copper nails on both hands and wrists, large black hairs exposed on their chests, their faces are full of flesh, their hair is completely shaved, standing on them is a vicious pair appearance.

"Tsk, it's so pretty."

The one on the left looked at the brand new sign and pouted.

"Yes!"

"Even our Lord Chen came to send the invitation in person."

The one on the right nodded in agreement, then turned around and showed a flattering smile to the man behind him.

The sudden change in appearance that makes ordinary people afraid of it seems so natural, but somewhat unacceptable.

Especially when the one on the left showed the same smile and turned around.

The two fierce guys immediately became like pugs.

"Yes, Lord Chen also hosted a banquet for this hillbilly last night."

"It really gives him face."

"Let me say that such a hillbilly popped up suddenly and everyone was not familiar with it. This was the luck to win the four curators of Peng, Zhang, Li, and Zhao, and really fight again with Peng, Zhang, The strength of the four museum owners, Li and Zhao, can easily win him."

Said the man on the left.

And the person called Chen Ye by the two nodded noncommittal.

This person is dressed in a white gown with satin fabrics, embroidered with a layer of milky white waves-like patterns on the edges, and the huge emerald green finger is worn on the thumb of his right hand. Swaying, exuding a peculiar luster, and gold-rimmed glasses, neatly combed hair, gives this man who looks more than 30 years old, with a hint of cultural atmosphere.

However, in the triangular eyes behind the glasses, the flashes of cold light from time to time make people understand that the other party is far from a literati, even if they are dressed alike.

"This museum master is still very powerful."

"At least it's not the wine bag and rice bag used to break into Wuguan Street."

"It should be respected."

The man called Chen Ye spoke slowly, his words were very polite, but he looked at the'Mu Shiquan Gym' with sneers.

respect?

Of course he respected it.

Otherwise, it won't be prescribed.

The Martial Arts Street, which was originally managed with great difficulty, naturally did not allow anyone to intervene in.

Maybe in the future.

right now?

The most critical moment is naturally to be dealt with.

I don't know what Peng Liang did.

Disguised as suicide?

Or just touched his neck and threw it to the mass grave?

he does not know.

After all, to be on the safe side, he drank the same wine as the redneck, and compared to the physique of the redneck, he was already unconscious when the other party left.

Therefore, everything is left to Peng Liang.

However, he is relieved.

You know, Peng Liang is not doing this for the first time.

It must be done beautifully.

As for after?

This is the purpose of his coming today.

Collect the body for that hillbilly.

Then, by the way, he'accepted' this yard. Although it was not a big money, it was rented out, and it was also a profit, enough for him to hire two or three talents in the dark alley.

That's a solid manpower that can be used right away.

It just so happened that the wharf was not very peaceful recently, and those sufferings were so fierce that they had to let them see blood.

correct!

And the maid of the hillbilly!

Just accept it!

A country boy who doesn't know where to find a maid, that face and figure is really better than Zuixianglou's top card.

It's all mine now.

The corner of Chen Tong's mouth turned upward when he thought of his happy place.

And at this moment--

Squeak.

The gate of the martial arts hall opened.

Chen Tong looked at the tall, sturdy figure behind the door for a moment.

The two flattering subordinates were also taken aback.

The two of them think that they are strong enough, and are usually proud of them. They especially like to see ordinary people trembling in front of them, but standing in front of the tall, sturdy figure, they are more than two sizes smaller.

As that body stepped forward, a shadow fell in an instant.

Suddenly, the two couldn't help backing away.

The look of contempt before is completely gone.

However, Chen Tong recovered his mind, and immediately showed a cordial smile when he looked at Jason who came out.

"Master Mu, early."

"I should have given it to you last night, but I was too drunk last night, so I got drunk first. I'm really sorry."

Chen Tong said, bowing his hands.

Following him, he immediately took out an invitation from his arms and handed it to Jason.

Jason took it, did not open it, but responded with a smile.

"It's okay. After I came back, I was drunk and unconscious. I just woke up and now I still have a headache."

Jason said, rubbing his temples deliberately.

"Na Mu, you rest a lot."

"Let’s see you in the Martial Arts Square three days later."

After Chen Tong finished speaking, he gave his hand again.

"See you in three days."

After Jason responded, the three of Chen Tong turned around and left.

Jason didn't return immediately, but after watching the three people leave, he turned and returned to the kitchen.

On the small square table, the new soy milk is ready, and the buns are once again filled with plates.

Jason sat down, threw the invitation on the table, raised his hand and picked up the soy milk.

"Master, do we have to participate?"

After seeing the invitation, the girl asked hesitantly.

"Ok."

Jason nodded.

"Then you must be careful."

"That Chen Tong had no good intentions."

The girl said.

"how do you know?"

Jason looked at the girl curiously, wanting to hear any unique insights or clues from this well-crafted girl.

"He smiles when he sees people, but his eyes seem to be cannibalism--when I escaped from famine, I met many such people, and every one of them was cannibalism without spitting out bones. Dalin, who came out with me before, I was deceived by such a person, and as a result, he was abducted into a ruined temple, including his younger siblings, and never came out again."

"That person came to lie to me at the time. Fortunately, Doubao was clever and pretended to agree. Later, I said he was not paying attention, so I ran to a crowded place and then quietly out of the crowd.

"Otherwise, you won't see Doubao, the curator."

The girl lowered her voice and said.

Even at this time, they are all lingering fears.

"Bean bag?"

Jason was startled.

"Ah, how come the owner?"

"Not enough soy milk? Or not enough buns?"

"I prepared a bucket of soy milk and fifty steamed buns. Even the owner of the restaurant can't finish it."

Then, the girl raised her head triumphantly.

But after Jason silently remembered this very distinctive name, he opened his mouth and swallowed the last bun on the plate, tapping the table lightly.

Bean buns are instantly attracted.

Then, she was stunned.

"Where is the bun?"

"There were ten more!"

Doubao muttered to himself silly.

Jason smiled without saying a word, and pointed to the kitchen.

...

Chen Tong hurriedly left the'Mu-style Martial Arts Gym', holding the folding fan tightly in his palms, his knuckles turned white.

On the surface, there was still a smile.

In the bottom of my heart, he yelled at Peng Liang.

"Asshole!"

"Such a little thing can't be done well!"

"It's a rice bucket!"

Chen Tong thought more and more angry, but his face remained unchanged.

Go to the street and raise your hand.

"rickshaw!"

The follower on the side greeted loudly, and immediately, a single-handed two-wheeled vehicle ran over.

"Master Chen, where are you going?"

The coachman obviously knew Chen Tong, and he immediately bowed his head and asked.

"Back to Chen's house."

Chen Tong said.

He didn't give the exact address, but Chen Tong believed that since someone knew him, the other party should also know where he lives.

In fact, the same is true.

"Hao Le, you sit down."

The coachman said in a tone.

"Go and find Peng Liang for me."

As the car was pulling, Chen Tong said to one of the followers.

This follower immediately detoured back to Wuguan Street.

Although I don't know what Chen Tong is going to do, I know that Chen Tong is a follower of people, but he clearly understands that it is definitely not a good thing. A little bit of concealment is necessary.

The other follower was a beckoning. The two strong men standing far away on the side of the road ran over immediately, followed the rickshaw and jogged towards Chen Mansion.

Obviously, these two strong men are also Chen Tong's people.

And unlike following with bare hands, the two brawny men had bulging waists, obviously carrying weapons.

Chen Mansion is not far from Wuguan Street.

Behind the two streets is Chen Mansion.

There was a stone lion in front of a door, but no plaque was hung, but four strong men stood in front of the door, but they had more than anything, and all of them took a detour.

Chen Tong got out of the car and walked straight to the mansion.

The coachman nodded and bowed to send him off.

Chen Tong did not pay for the car.

The coachman did not ask for money.

Everything is so taken for granted.

Chen Tong walked all the way back to his room, raised his hand, waved back, followed, and then threw the folding fan in his hand on the table.

Snapped!

In the crisp sound, Chen Tong breathed quickly and sat down in a chair nearby, took a sip of the tea bowl, and then, out of breath, slammed the tea bowl in his hand on the ground.

Snapped!

Tea splashes, porcelain chips splash.

The follower waiting outside the door looked at each other with the two bodyguards, completely unaware of what happened.

However, when the other followed with Peng Liang, he kept winking.

The other follower knew immediately.

"Master Peng, Master Chen is in a bad mood today, you have to pay attention."

Following slowed down, reminding Peng Liang.

Peng Liang is a short and sturdy middle-aged man, his head is half lower than the average person, but his body is far beyond ordinary, walking on the road like a water tank.

"Troubled."

A smile appeared on Peng Liang's lumpy face, like a toad opening his mouth.

Then, the museum owner took out four silver dollars and stuffed them into the hands of this follower.

"Where, where."

"You are polite."

Following these words, his hands were not slow at all, and he directly put four silver dollars into his pocket.

Of course, before I figured it out, I showed it to my colleagues.

Immediately, the other follower and the two bodyguards both smiled.

The four people watched Peng Liang walk into the room and immediately gathered.

"One piece per person."

The previous follower found out the silver dollar.

"Guardian Peng is not stingy."

Said a bodyguard.

"stingy?"

"A student has ten oceans a month, how many students does he have? No. 70 or 80, where can I be short of money."

Another bodyguard said.

"Furthermore, he is still relying on our Lord Chen, so it should be more."

Followed.

"What did Master Chen find?"

The bodyguard asked the two to follow.

Compared with bodyguards, these two followers are undoubtedly more trusted.

"I don't know, Lord Chen has been busy with major things recently, but no matter what, Lord Chen will definitely be able to do it. We just need to take care of it."

Followed and shook his head.

"That is."

"If we stay here, who can harm Master Chen?"

The bodyguard said confidently.

At this time, Chen Tong was staring at Peng Liang in the room.

Sweat spilled on the short and stout Peng Liang's forehead.

"Master Chen, why are you looking for me?"

Peng Liang bit his head and asked.

Snapped!

When the voice fell, there was a crisp sound.

Chen Tong slapped Peng Liang's face.

Peng Liang was beaten up.

He covered his face and looked at Chen Tong in amazement.

"You still have the face to ask me what's the matter?"

"What did you do about what you told you yesterday?"

Chen Tong lowered his voice and asked ferociously.

Tell me about it?

What?

Peng Liang became more puzzled, and he did everything that Chen Tong explained, and they were all pretty.

Whether it was the money he took back, or he sank the disobedient guy on the dock into the sea, he did it all.

No one found out.

Chen Tong looked at his subordinates and was not angry.

Such a stupid subordinate, if not for hard work under his hand, he would have been replaced.

"About that hillbilly."

Chen Tong reminded.

"Isn't that hillbilly dead?"

"I just hung him from the beam to confirm that he was dead, and then I left."

Peng Liang looked surprised.

"you sure?"

Chen Tong frowned.

"determine!"

"Don't you know what I do?"

"It must be confirmed that the person is dead before leaving."

Peng Liang said very positively.

"Then I can't be a hell, I just..."

Chen Tong said in a puzzled manner, only half of the words were spoken, when he saw Peng Liang staring behind him in horror, almost subconsciously, Chen Tong ran forward.

Or ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ ran towards Peng Liang's back.

Turn around?

That is a dead end.

Quite a wealth of experience, telling Chen Tong what to do.

just……

A thick palm is faster, just put it on his face, and drag him back.

Leaning back his neck, Chen Tong slammed into the chest of the visitor, as if hitting steel, and his whole body was shaking with pain. At the same time, he could see the face of the visitor clearly.

Do not.

To be precise, he could clearly see the mask the person was wearing.

The weird look is...

Hockey mask.