The Demon’s Menu

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People are intuitive.

That is a kind of instinct formed by combining a natural perception with acquired experience.

Jason trusts his instinct very much.

Not only because of caution.

Also because this is the common sense of the "mysterious side"!

In the ‘mystery side’, intuition is what every ‘mystery side’ must pay attention to.

Whether it is the knowledge that Jason has come into contact with or the pointers of others, they all illustrate the importance of'intuition', and even the more Jason himself touches the'mysterious side', the more he understands the importance of'mystery' .

With this premise, Jason naturally knew how to do it.

‘[Flash Art] must be elevated to an extraordinary level! ’

‘So...is the pleasure of eating, the satisfaction of eating? ’

Jason thought silently.

There is no doubt that this should start with ‘food’.

It's just that no ‘food’ like Baqi can’t be provided, what level does it need?

Jason asked himself like this.

But he already had the answer in his heart.

He has seen such an existence.

In Lord's Pea Lane.

The circus in Hans harbour.

In the illusion of Xindecheng.

In the shadow of Angcheng.

That kind of indescribable, unimaginable existence.

If you eat them, it should be very pleasant and even satisfying, right?

After this thought came up from the bottom of Jason's heart, it became uncontrollable, so that Jason had to lift the teacup in front of him and use herbal tea to divert his attention.

Jason didn't dare to think about it.

Because he didn't know what would happen if he kept thinking about it.

After all, he had been sugared himself.

"What's the matter with the owner?"

"Is it uncomfortable?"

The beanbag that came out with lunch looked at Jason shaking his head and couldn't help asking.

"It's okay."

"Just think of something before."

"smell good!"

Jason turned away from the subject and looked at the big iron pot held by the bean bag.

The smell of fish inside can no longer hide.

With the taste of rice and chicken coming from the kitchen, Jason moved his index finger.

However, before the start, Jason threw the medicine bottle in his hand to the bean bag.

There is also a pill of "Pei Yuan Dan" in it.

Doubao looked at Jason puzzled.

"My side is very dangerous, you have to have the strength to stay."

Jason said plainly.

Not to mention that he has already provoke the cult organization ‘Death Sect’. The assassin alone has reminded Jason that he is not safe around him.

Maybe he is okay.

But what about bean bags?

What if his portable cook is in danger?

It's okay for him to say, what if he is not here?

Jason was unwilling to endure such a result.

Even if he knows that Doubao has a certain ability to protect itself.

But the release of ‘poison’ requires a process. If the enemy doesn’t even give beanbags for this process, even if the ‘poison’ made by beanbags is terrifying and powerful, it will be useless.

The other party will never give you a chance to release.

Therefore, Jason needs beanbags to be stronger.

It doesn't need to be too much, it just needs to be able to reach the level of ‘warrior’.

Now the Doubao has learned'Mujia Tiger Boxing', and he has no secrets. The Doubao itself is talented and has enough meat on weekdays. If it is done step by step, within a year, Doubao will be able to become a trained muscle. The warrior who fights for another three to five years will become a great warrior of the'muscle'.

However, Jason could not wait that long.

Therefore, he just saved a pill of ‘peiyuan pill’.

This ‘peiyuan pill’ is enough to save a lot of time for the bean buns, so that the bean buns can quickly become ‘skin meat’.

As for the "Tender and Meat" Dacheng?

Have to wait.

Next time, he has more gains.

It's not that Jason didn't want to give it, but just faced his own'appetite' and was able to leave a pill of'Pei Yuan Dan' for the bean bag. Jason had already tried his best.

"Ok."

The beanbag responded like a mosquito and filled the bottle with the'Peiyuan Dan', then turned around and ran back to the kitchen quickly. As soon as he entered the kitchen, the beanbag covered himself with red. His face, gasping for breath.

‘Is the museum owner going to privately set a lifelong agreement with me? ’

‘I agreed directly? ’

‘Is it not so good? ’

‘Should I hesitate? ’

"And should I tell mom and dad? ’

‘But they said that because I had delayed their two-person world for 16 years, now that I have grown up, they can finally go to double-stay and double-fly to travel around the world. ’

‘I don’t even know where they are now. ’

When I think of my parents, Doubao's expression becomes weird.

She always feels that she is superfluous.

It was an accident.

Although her parents are really good to her, this feeling is really there all the time.

This made Doubao quickly give up thinking about where his parents are, and began to take out the firewood chicken.

She has not forgotten that the owner of her patron has not eaten yet.

When she went out with a bucket of rice, Jason was already sitting there waiting for her.

Doubao saw the eagerness in Jason's eyes.

But even so, Jason was still waiting for her.

This caused Doubao's mouth to curl up unconsciously.

The fish soup is poured on the rice.

Bean bun tore off a chicken leg and put it in Jason's bowl.

Seeing Jason eating a big mouthful, she couldn't help supporting her chin with her hands, and she was dumbfounded unconsciously.

She thinks life is really good now.

She wants to keep going.

but……

‘Teach to Death’!

Thinking of the enemy that the curator had accidentally provoked, Dou Bao frowned.

‘I don’t know where their main altar is. ’

‘If you know, I’ve just prepared the poison, maybe...I can do it once and for all. ’

‘But it should be hard to find, right? ’

‘If it could be found, the Empire would have sent troops long ago. ’

'and so……'

‘You must practice martial arts harder. ’

Doubao made up his mind after thinking about it, and in the afternoon he ate'Pei Yuan Dan', and then he practiced boxing more carefully.

Strive to find strength and become a ‘muscle’.

Thinking of this, Doubao returned to God.

By this time, Jason had already finished a bucket of rice.

"Eat slowly, and more."

Doubao stood up with a smile, and took out another rice from the kitchen.

Yesterday, "Zuixianlou" roughly knew the appetite of the owner of her patron, she had already let go of her chances, and each meal was made according to the basic appetite of twenty people.

Fortunately, there are two old mothers to help, otherwise she can't be too busy.

‘However, the curator seems to be not enough. ’

‘Would you like to hire two more old moms in a while? ’

‘Oh, it’s an additional expense. ’

"And why has the price of meat gone up recently? ’

‘Not only pork, but beef and mutton are also growing, which is almost one price a day. ’

Thinking of the trivial things, Doubao picked up his small bowl of rice and ate it.

This ‘small bowl’ is compared with Jason. Jason usually eats with a bucket, so a bowl the size of a washbasin seems a bit small.

Martial arts practitioners.

It is good to be able to eat.

Jason and Doubao were eating lunch. On Wuguan Street, in front of Zhao Laosi's booth, Jia Youcai took the team that came first and took a break from the other team.

It is a rest, that is, sitting at the tea shop across the street and eating some food bought from a street stall.

Some lo-mei and white-skin flatbread, and then eat with tea.

However, apart from Jia Youcai, this team has no appetite for catching fast.

"Boss, you are not uncomfortable?"

A catcher asked quickly.

"Uncomfortable?"

"I'm used to seeing more."

"What the **** is that? On the pier before, in front of the'Drunken Immortal Tower' last night, the scene was really scary."

Jia Youcai ate a piece of fat intestine, took a bite of the white-skinned pancake, and drank another sip of tea before he said slowly.

"That is!"

"We've all heard, boss, you fight the snitch."

"If it weren't for you, the snitch would have run away."

"There is also the'Drunken Immortal Tower'. You also cut down several assassins."

"The first you are this."

The catchers around gave thumbs up as they spoke.

"You guys have practiced somehow."

"And, I told you, at that time..."

Jia Youcai wiped his mouth and bragged habitually.

The hunters around immediately flattered one by one.

Jia Youcai said that he was happy. It was really sitting there and making gestures, as if he was really the biggest contributor to the big case in the "Mountain City" these two days, as the catchers flattered him.

Of course Jia Youcai knew he was not.

The biggest hero is the master of Mu Museum.

he?

It's a piggybacker.

But under the bragging of a group of people, he couldn't help it.

Not in the future!

this is the last time!

Jia Youcai told himself like this.

Then, as if he had untied his heart knot, he began to intensify the story of the past two days and brag about himself.

The catchers naturally continue to flattery.

However, a person staring here not far away gave a sneer.

Then, the man turned and walked towards the end of Martial Arts Street.

‘Zhang’s Martial Arts Hall’.

When he walked to the gate of the martial arts hall with a sign, the man nodded at the two seniors standing at the gate and went straight to the backyard.

Compared with Jason's martial arts hall, this ‘Zhang’s martial arts hall’ is much larger.

Not only is the martial arts field, the backyard is divided into one-in-two yard.

At this moment, Zhang, Li, and Zhao are sitting in the drawing room of the East Wing.

The food and wine on the table had already been removed and replaced with tea and pastries.

The aroma of tea quickly dissipated the smell of leftovers.

"The owner of the museum, inquired about it."

"That's how it is."

The disciple who had been stalking before, under the sign of the owner of the museum, did not hide, just said directly.

"Ha, this Jia Youcai dare to say too."

Sitting aside, the tall and thin man with thick knuckles laughed.

"This is just a joke, just listen."

The man sitting opposite is short and sturdy, and the man with the same thick knuckles is very kind.

"Brother Li, Brother Zhao didn't look comprehensive this time."

"A person like Jia Youcai, who has seen Mubai's boxing skills, dare to say so, what does it mean?"

Zhang Ming, who was sitting in the main seat, held the tea cup and asked with a smile.

The curator surnamed Li, who spoke first, is already thin enough, but Zhang Ming is even thinner. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is skinny, especially sitting there, like a skinny bird.

Coupled with this thin hair, it looks like a hungry vulture standing there.

Although he was smiling at this time, it was just as if he was not smiling.

"Explain what?"

The two curators, Li and Zhao, looked puzzled.

"It means that Mubai was seriously injured, I'm afraid he will die soon."

"Before, he used our name to open a museum on Wuguan Street."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that we are stepping on our upper position."

"Heaven is a good cycle!"

"Now it's our turn!"

Zhang Ming put the teacup on the side table and sneered again and again.

"Brother Zhang mean?"

Li and Zhao continued to inquire.

"kill him!"

"Whoever ran into him tomorrow!"

"Kill him to death!"

Zhang Ming said fiercely.

"I went to the ring and naturally went all out, but why didn't Pengliang Pavilion Master come?"

Li's master first agreed, and then asked.

"Peng Liang and Chen's family are too close."

"How dare you show up now?"

"However, his disciples will come forward. We have five martial arts schools in Wuguan Street. As juniors, his disciples should naturally be bye. Then, the remaining four of us are two-on-two."

"Win another one-on-one."

"Finally, just practice with Peng Liang's disciples one more time."

Zhang Ming said.

Li and Zhao nodded without objection.

"it is good."

"That's it."

"Mubai will be killed in the ring tomorrow."

Zhang Ming said again.

After the three chatted for a while, Li and Zhao stood up and left.

Zhang Ming got up to see him off.

It has been sent out the door and then stopped.

Seeing Li and Zhao walking towards his martial arts gym, Zhang Ming glanced at the post-mortem and Mu-style martial arts gym in the distance, and couldn't help but sneer again.

"If you provoke us to "depart to teach", Mubai, you are dead! ’

As a hidden son of the "Death to Religion", Zhang Ming knows very well that this bonus should be made by the master of "Zhou Fu".

Although he didn't contact him, this big brother should be in'Mountain City'.

Because it was the same as the magic scepter he had just obtained.

Without the approval of this senior brother, he could not have obtained this magic scepter.

He tried it quietly.

That fireball is enough to break your body!

Even if it was him, it was the first time he saw this kind of magical power.

It also strengthened his determination to stand in the camp of ‘death to teach’.

It just so happens that there is an opportunity now.

Mubai!

Broke Mubai who teaches major events!

Mubai who made him ashamed in full view!

Kill him, you will surely be appreciated by that big brother!

At that time, the secret medicine, martial arts, and the magical technique, he didn't always want what he wanted!

It's killing two birds with one stone!

He naturally has to perform well!

‘Tomorrow is your death date! ’

Zhang Ming glanced at Mu-style martial arts gym again, then turned around and returned to his martial arts gym.

He needs to adjust his state as soon as possible.

After all, he will not only kill Mubai in the ring tomorrow, but also win the Martial Arts Competition.

As for the cooperation with Li and Zhao?

He just said that killing Mubai was a cooperation.

other?

He didn't say anything.

...

"Zhang Ming went back."

The owner of the museum surnamed Li glanced back covertly and said.

"This guy really has a good calculation."

"I want us and Mubai to fight to death and life, and then benefit for themselves."

"Believe it or not, the first battle is definitely you and Mubai."

The master surnamed Zhao said indignantly.

"Then what to do?"

The master surnamed Li frowned.

"Of course, let Zhang Ming go up first."

"I'm not a cannon fodder."

The curator surnamed Zhao coldly snorted.

"A little bit difficult, right?"

"After all, it was a lottery decision... Brother Zhao, have you arranged everything?"

Before the master surnamed Li had finished speaking, he saw a smile on the master surnamed Zhao, and suddenly, the master surnamed Li reacted.

"of course!"

"It took me 30 yuan to get people involved in the lottery. Then you will be fine!"

The master surnamed Zhao smiled triumphantly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then, the two accelerated their pace and each returned to their martial arts gym.

Sunrise and sunset.

The next day, early morning.

Today is the Martial Arts Competition, which can be called the big day of "Mountain City".

Not only were the people in the martial arts hall carefully prepared, the common people in the'Mountain City' also came to see the excitement in the martial arts hall.

Therefore, the Martial Arts Street has become lively before it's time.

And at this moment--

"Not good, Master Zhang is dead!"

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