The Demon’s Menu

call!

Rodney took a deep breath and turned to look at Tanier.

It just so happened that Tanil was also looking at Rodney at this time.

After the two eyes met each other, they were clear at the same time.

The pretender in front of him not only wants to make Jason a backer on the'mysterious side', but also a backer in the eyes of ordinary people.

just…

Is this necessary?

The ‘mystery side’ is too far away for ordinary people.

Correspondingly, ordinary people are insignificant in the eyes of the'mysterious side'.

There are even some extreme ‘mysterious people’ who don’t treat ordinary people as adults at all.

It's like looking at pigs, cattle and sheep.

So, how can ordinary people affect the mysterious side?

As for the "night watchman"?

They will not doubt their family members until there is no definite evidence.

So, what does the other party want to do?

Tanier and Rodney were deeply puzzled.

Then, the two quickly adjusted their emotions.

Because they saw someone jumping down from the entrance of the passage.

Not the Jason before.

It is wearing a mask.

The body is majestic.

Seeing such a figure, Tanil was taken aback, and almost subconsciously shouted: "Jason?"

Later, when he saw the person on the opposite side take off the mask, Tanier rushed over.

However, Rodney raised his hand and grabbed Tanier's skirt.

"Is it true this time?"

The intelligence trafficker is a bit unsure.

"Really."

Tanier said.

Then, quickly walked over.

Jason glanced at Rodney, then looked at Tanier.

"Have you found the safe house and the century-old grave soil?"

Jason asked.

"When is it, you still care about this, do you know just..."

"know."

Jason interrupted Tanil's words.

Tanier was taken aback.

"you know?"

"Do you know someone impersonating you?"

The teacher of the Deer Academy and the second adviser of the Lord Police Department reconfirmed.

"know."

Jason replied calmly.

"Then you don't even know who the other party is, do you?"

This time it was not Tanier who was questioning, it was Rodney.

The fat intelligence dealer stared at Jason closely at this time.

His eyes are full of scrutiny, but more inquiring.

"know."

Jason gave a confirmed answer again.

"Does this also know?!"

Tanier and Rodney were surprised.

However, Tanier became normal afterwards.

The person in front of him is Jason, but his omnipotent friend Jason, any impossible things will become possible for Jason.

Rodney's surprise lasted for a moment longer.

Then, the fat intelligence dealer said cautiously.

"You didn't plan this, right?"

When asked this sentence, Rodney couldn't wait to make a mouthful of himself.

He has no shortcomings.

In addition to gluttony, it is curiosity.

But curiosity can kill a cat.

If everything in front of him was really planned by the "Blood Hunter" Jason, what would happen to him who asked this sentence?

Murder?

Destroy the corpses?

Such words instantly appeared in the mind of this fat intelligence dealer.

Then, it took root and sprouted rapidly.

So that Jason hadn't answered yet, the fat intelligence dealer spoke again.

"Safe house, I have it!"

"Hundred-year grave soil, I have it!"

"Spare!"

As he said, the chubby intelligence dealer raised his hands, and at the same time, he kept using his eyes to beckon Tanil to intercede with him.

"I gave you my donut!"

"Help!"

Later, under the premise that his life was threatened, Rodney didn't care about the others, and said directly.

"Doughnuts?"

Jason was taken aback.

"Well, it tastes good."

Tanil nodded.

"You want to eat, let me treat you!"

"Safe house, I will send you too!"

"A hundred years of tomb soil, I will also give it to you!"

"Spare!"

"I'm a gluttonous, curious fat man, there is no danger at all!"

Rodney reiterated.

"He has a scroll, which is a hole card."

Tanier on the side suddenly added.

Rodney can't wait to choke Tanil!

He didn't expect Tanil to sell him without hesitation!

However, when he saw Jason cast his gaze, he still showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and offered the scroll with both hands.

"Where is the safe house?"

Jason took the scroll, smelled the pretty good smell on it, and asked directly.

Immediately, Rodney refreshed.

Although Jason didn't say much, Jason's words before him were enough to inform him.

He can't die!

"You come with me!"

Rodney immediately led the way.

…

Tert, Southern District.

Also known as a trade zone.

Here is the most prosperous commercial street in Telte.

Close to the dock area.

The flow of people is dense and constitutes responsible.

Here, there are not only successful businessmen, but also poor people who ask for a living. Of course, there are also gang members, habitual thieves and so on that follow.

However, after all, it was Telt, the capital of West Walker. Under the deterrence of secret detectives, the gang members were very restrained, especially the habitual thieves.

They don't want to go on vacation in a secret police detective's prison.

Because, most of the time, there is no return.

Even if he comes out, he will lose his money.

The secret police detectives are far more greedy than any gang member.

But it is not absolute.

Matthew is a pretty good secret detective.

Upright.

Do your duty.

It's a good job to be a man.

Therefore, whether in the gang circle in the southern district or in the circle of secret detectives, Matthew is well-known.

Moreover, it is very popular.

Because Matthew just insists on his own, but never prevents others from getting rich.

Even, sometimes, it will help.

With this premise, Matthew is naturally welcomed by everyone.

Matthew, who is no longer a teenager, is not married.

I live alone at No. 112, Zhenglishu Street, South District, a two-story stone-wood mixed house. On the oblique Zaoshu Street, Matthew also has a set of shops—the rent of the latter has long passed the bachelor’s Matthew. A richer life, coupled with the salary of a secret detective, Matthew's life, even in the eyes of some famous businessmen, is good.

At least, at breakfast, they would not open a bottle of expensive red wine.

Humming a southerly tune from West Walker.

When Matthew was sober, he made a simple breakfast for himself.

Fried ham, chicken salad, fried fish, and a butter honey bread.

It can be considered a breakfast for the wealthy.

It is also what Matthew has always marked.

As for red wine?

That is a hobby.

The wine was sober, just as Matthew flicked his napkin to prepare for the meal, his room door was knocked, and then he was just pushed open.

The anger rising from the bottom of Matthew's heart disappeared without a trace when he saw the chubby figure.

The rest is boredom.

and also…

A little helpless.

"Rodney, I told you, don't come to me directly, your identity with me...huh?"

Matthew said to himself.

Until he saw Tanil.

And Jason at the back.

"'Bloody Hunter'?!"

Matthew is undoubtedly a well-informed person, and he knows exactly what happened in Telte in the last 24 hours.

Moreover, he has seen a portrait of Jason.

It's not that Matthew is outstanding.

But the portrait of the wanted "Blood Hunter" Jason appeared in the hands of every secret detective in Telt half an hour ago.

After recognizing Jason at a glance, the secret detective was about to touch the revolver subconsciously.

However, it felt empty.

The gun appeared in Jason's hands.

And Jason, who was still outside the door, had already appeared in front of him at this time.

The muzzle of the revolver that belonged to him was pointed at him.

Immediately, Matthew laughed.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"

"I just reacted instinctively!"

"No malice!"

He glared at Rodney as he said.

He couldn't wait for a shot to explode the fat man's head in front of him.

Even if he has been caught by the opponent and had to cooperate with each other for limited time, he didn't want to kill the opponent like he is now.

"I was also forced to be helpless!"

"We want to find a safe place!"

"Nothing is safer than here!"

Rodney said, as if he had returned to his home, pulled the chair away and sat down at the dining table.

"Come on?"

Rodney picked up the red wine and asked Jason and Tanier.

The former shook his head and returned the revolver to Matthew.

The latter asked simply.

"Are there any fried eggs?"

"The kind with black pepper."

"It's in the kitchen."

Matthew took the gun back again, and his heart was at ease. At least he knew that the "Blood Hunter" in front of him should have no intention of killing him, otherwise, there is no need for such trouble.

He was able to twist his neck just in one fell swoop.

Judging from the opponent's strength, this is not difficult.

"Do you need help?"

He had the same basis for cooperation with Rodney, and after temporarily confirming his safety, Matthew was completely relieved and once again returned to his usual smile.

"can."

Tanil was also not polite.

If someone cooks, he can relax.

He knows the appetite of his friends.

"Are you satisfied here?"

"Matthew's former'financial liar', now'secret police detective', is an'assassin' Tier 3 professional'bluffer', a guy who is worthy of peace of mind for the time being-he will not betray us, unless, he himself I don't want to live anymore."

Rodney said with a smile.

"What is temporary?"

"I am trustworthy!"

Matthew emphasized.

"Those who have been deceived by you believe in you in the same way."

Rodney said unceremoniously.

"A hundred years tomb soil?"

Jason asked directly.

"Give me an hour, I have already arranged it."

Rodney started to pour himself while talking.

Then, the fat intelligence dealer couldn't help his curiosity again.

"What happened?"

"Your Excellency Jason, why did that impostor frame you?"

"How strong is he?"

"It was so easy to kill two special Tier 5'professionals'!"

It seemed like a cannon, Rodney asked again and again.

Jason smiled.

But he didn't say a word.

He didn't believe the fat man in front of him.

Or…

When he discovered the identity of the impostor, he would not tell anyone.

Until, at the end, the moment when the mystery is revealed.

Because this is extremely beneficial to him.

The other party never thought that he had been exposed.

As for what the other party wants to do?

Jason had a guess.

However, there are more doubts.

Fortunately, he can wait.

After all, his patience has always been good.

As for how it was discovered?

He, Jason, is exceptionally talented.

…

The mansion of Prince Ruitai.

Prince Ruitai, who had a cold face, was even more frosty at this moment.

The entourages, waiters, and servants all around were silent.

Of course they know why the Prince is like this.

That bastard'Night Watcher'!

The entourage of Prince Ruitai cursed secretly in their hearts.

As the entourage of Prince Ruitai, these entourages know the ‘mysterious side’, and even some people have mastered the ‘extraordinary power’ and become ‘mysterious side persons’.

Of course, there is no ‘professional’.

Once you become a ‘professional’ you will be promoted exceptionally.

Enter into the organization set up secretly by Lord Prince.

In the past, the greatest expectation of these followers was to enter this organization.

But today?

Feeling fortunate from the bottom of my heart.

If they enter, I'm afraid they will be killed by that Jason together with those guys, right?

ruthless!

Too ruthless!

As ‘mysterious people’, it’s not that they haven’t come into contact with ‘night watchers’.

Most of the "night watchmen" are still very easy to get along with.

Or bohemian.

Or taciturn.

Generally speaking, it is the kind of existence where you don't provoke the other party, and the other party will not care about you at all.

Even if there is a conflict, there is still room for reversal.

Just show sincerity.

However, the appearance of Jason broke everyone's impression of the'Night Watcher'.

There is no room for reversal at all.

You must report it!

It's just being ‘touched’ for a while, and the other guy’s family is about to be wiped out.

How could such a guy be a "night watchman"?

Exactly like those ‘demon warlocks’!

Do not!

Even the "Demon Warlock" is not so cruel, and it takes certain "Cthulhu followers" to be able to do it.

boom!

Just as these entourages guessed, there was another muffled noise.

Everyone shuddered together, and then saw Prince Ruitai smash the desk in front of him again.

This is the fifth one today.

The followers lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Prince Ruitai was gasping for breath, obviously angered to the extreme.

When reaching a peak, Prince Ruitai raised his hand and held the long sword aside, but in the end, he did not draw it out.

He whispered in a very suppressed tone.

"Go out, no one is close!"

Suddenly, the people around them left one after another like a pardon.

At this time, no one wanted to hit the gun.

But when everyone left and there was no one around, Prince Ruitai, who was still extremely angry, became extremely calm.

Not only did he not have a bit of anger on his face, but also a touch of indifferent expression in his eyes.

He stood up and walked to the secret room behind him.

Many items are stored in the secret room.

However, these things are all disguise.

Even with this secret room itself.

Prince Ruitai clicked on the wall on one side, and a small space appeared.

A sturdy, tied young man with a gagged mouth appeared inside.

The other party stared at the Prince Ruitai in front of him with his eyes widened.

His eyes were full of panic and fear.

Young people really want to restrain such panic and fear.

However, it has no effect at all.

Even if I imagined seeing the man alone in front of me countless times on weekdays.

In imagination, he is extremely brave.

And reality?

All he was left with was panic and fear.

Even young people can't even calm themselves a little bit.

The body of the young man kept trembling.

Because young people are...

Westwalk VII!

And the man in front of him, the immortal Siwalk VII of Prince Ruitai!

Prince Ruitai lowered his head to look at his nephew, the indifferent eyes slightly dissipated.

Not disappointed.

There is no anger at all.

On the contrary, there is a kind of gentleness that is not at all in normal days.

Not polite and gentle.

It is the gentleness of the elders towards the younger ones.

Westwalk VII perceives this gentleness.

The young emperor was taken aback.

What made the young emperor even more puzzled was that Prince Ruitai raised his hand and touched the top of his head.

warm.

powerful.

Very big.

It feels a bit familiar, as if someone had been touching the top of his head like this when he was a child.

It's him?

Siwalk VII raised his head and looked at the "killing father and enemy" in front of him!

This is a man who is tit-for-tat him, embarrassing him at all times, and wants him to die!

Siwalk VII, the young emperor was in a trance.

Then, the door closed again.

Prince Ruitai walked out of the secret room.

He returned to his cold face again. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

He rang the bell.

"Your Highness!"

The entourage immediately appeared in the study.

"Change a table."

Prince Ruitai said so.

"Okay, Your Highness!"

The entourage took action immediately.

In less than ten minutes, a desk exactly the same as before appeared in the study. The entourage bowed and looked at Prince Ruitai, who raised his hand and waved lightly.

Immediately, the chief entourage bowed again and walked out of the study.

At the same time, the door of the study was closed again.

When Prince Ruitai was left in the study again.

The coldness on the prince's face quickly dissipated, restoring peace and indifference.

Then, he raised his hand and drew on the desk in front of him.

A simple ritual circle took shape quickly.

With the formation of this simple circle, the peace and indifferentness of the prince quickly disappeared, turning into anxiety and anxiety-the trace of anxiety is well hidden, but if you look closely, you can always find.

The brilliance flashed.

A huge black shadow appeared in it.

Even if it is a phantom, it still carries suffocating pressure.

"What's the matter, Ruitai?"

A voice like thunder came from the phantom.

Then, the huge black shadow moved slightly.

Immediately, a huge dragon head appeared.

Scales crimson as blood.

Teeth sharp as a spear.

The golden vertical pupil, with an indescribable chill.

It makes people want to dodge without realizing it.

Long!

The red dragon!

Du Yiel!

Looking at his ‘partner’, Prince Ruitai hurriedly said—

"There was an accident in the plan!"

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