The Demon’s Menu

The corners of the mouth curled up slightly, no laughter, but it was indeed laughing.

"Jason, what are you laughing at?"

The female pastry chef asked subconsciously.

"I'm praising the deliciousness of 'food'."

Jason jumped off the carriage as he spoke, and then said to the female pastry chef: "Stay on the carriage and don't get off."

Having finished speaking, without waiting for the female pastry chef to answer, he strode toward the veteran site.

The closer the closer the smile on Jason's face was.

Similarly, the scent became stronger and stronger.

I thought it was an appetizer, but it was a big meal!

Gollum.

Jason swallowed. He restrained his hunger and once again told himself ‘waiting will make the food taste better’, his eyes turned to the three people in front of the veteran site.

The three of them are no strangers and have seen him next to the old Thai flute.

Obviously, this is the man who sent the old Thai flute to investigate the veteran site.

"Your Excellency Jason."

The headed man gestured to Jason.

Then, after Jason nodded in response, the three acted.

In fact, if they didn't see Jason, they had already entered the veteran's site.

Veteran site, you can guess the approximate name.

This is a club.

Provide services to veterans.

Of course, ordinary soldiers are not eligible to enter, at least the rank of first lieutenant or above.

From the appearance, it is no different from the veteran hospital.

It's just that one uses pure white, and the other is a warmer pale yellow.

Squeak!

The door opened.

The three of the Prussian family walked in in tandem.

A yellow gem appeared in the first person's hand, and he murmured in his mouth.

The second person was holding two submachine guns.

Grenade appeared in the third person's hand.

Obviously, the Prussian family has already adapted to how to integrate the 'mysterious side' into the world of gunpowder.

Tread, tread.

Squeak, squeak.

The boots stepped on the floor inside the door, and the floor immediately made an overwhelming noise. The leader's mouth did not stop, and the second and third people looked left and right.

The hall of the entire veteran site was empty.

At the table tennis table and pool table, rackets and clubs were scattered. Several newspapers that were supposed to be affixed to the ground were tilted by the wind that opened the door and wrapped around the chairs where no one was sitting.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

The second and third said in a row.

The figure in the mouth of the first person kept talking, holding the topaz in one hand and making a gesture with the other, signifying to continue the examination.

But the moment the two were ready to move, the power light of the radio on the distant table suddenly turned on.

Thorn!

squeak!

The sharp current sound suddenly surpassed the decibels that ordinary people couldn't bear. Suddenly, the second and third people were exposed, and the first person's picture reply also stopped a little.

Although it is just a pause!

But the invisible force field suddenly revealed flaws.

"Hee hee!"

A child's laughter appeared.

The sound came from the deep corridor on the side of the hall.

Along with laughter, there was a burst of light footsteps.

Obviously, the laughing child is approaching here.

The face of the first person in the Prussian family had a sudden change of face. When he sensed that an unexplained fear was beginning to erode his own mind, he immediately shouted: "Retreat! Retreat!"

The second and third people immediately backed away.

The first person also turned and ran.

but--

boom!

The door that was supposed to open behind him closed like that.

Not only was it closed, but three thick canes of index fingers hung down from the ceiling, snuggling silently on the necks of the three, and snapped.

Crunch.

The suffocating ha and ha sound accompany the crisp sound.

Then everything became quiet again.

...

Jason followed the three members of the Pruss family and walked into the veteran site.

But when he walked through the door, the three people who obviously followed him disappeared.

In front of him was an empty hall.

There are table tennis tables and billiard tables.

The ground was full of spilled newspapers, tables and chairs were messy, and many bottles were still on the table.

Most of them are just opened wine.

A small part is still half.

It can be seen that the people at the veteran's site all love wine.

And just when Jason checked, the power light of the radio suddenly turned on on the table not far away. Just before the harsh electric sound was about to sound, Jason raised his hand and shot.

boom!

At a distance of less than 10 meters, the power of the shotgun was maximized.

Suddenly, the radio was beaten.

"Hee hee!"

The child's laughter echoed in the distant room, and there were waves of footsteps, seeming to be running from the end of the corridor towards here.

Jason raised a grenade.

Ding!

The pull ring fell to the ground, and the grenade flew deep into the corridor.

The sound of the footsteps that should have been approached immediately became distant.

but--

boom!

After the grenade burst and shrapnel splashed, everything became quiet again.

A rattan with the thickness of a finger appeared silently behind Jason, winding towards Jason's neck, but before touching Jason's neck, he was already smelled of a light scent Grabbed it in his hand.

Grabbing the vine in his left hand, Jason wrapped around his wrist a few times in a row, and then pulled down firmly.

Thorn!

Just like the sound of the splitting of the cloth, this vine, which is more than three meters long, was just pulled down.

A large hole broke in the ceiling, as if the vine had grown on the ceiling.

Call, call!

The open window behind the door blew a cold wind into the hall.

The sound of the wind echoed in the black ceiling.

It was as if an invisible monster was lurking there, preparing to choose someone to eat.

Jason glanced at it, and began collecting newspapers on the ground and the ceiling that had just fallen.

The newspaper was down and the board was up, as the lighter ignited.

A simple bonfire appeared.

then?

After the torn vines were rinsed with the wine on the side, Jason directly broke the leg of the chair next to him and acted as an iron braze.

Soon, the fragrance of the plant began to permeate the hall.

Although there is no seasoning, the rinsing of spirits gives this vine a spicy taste.

It tastes crunchy and crunchy, kind of like roasted kelp.

In a crunchy crunch.

The sound of the wind continued.

Jason frowned.

The steamy food, blown by the cool breeze, is really not delicious enough.

He stood up straight and walked to the door, raised his hand and closed the door ...

Then, he walked past a table and pressed against the door.

No one wants to escape!

It's all mine!

Jason smiled, but the whole hall became quieter.

Only the humming and chewing of the flames remained.

[Swallow the touch of dark coconut! 】

【Recovery of physical strength and energy is moderate! 】

【Fatness +2】

...

Squeak, squeak.

A figure in a wheelchair appeared at the end of the other side of the hall.

The opponent turned the wheel and slowly approached Jason.

He couldn't see his face clearly, but the other person's mouth made an unpleasant haar.

Some seem to be breathless.

But it is more like a struggle.

Dying struggling.

However, the voice still came.

"What is equality?"

"What is equality?"

"What is equality?"

The other party seemed to question Jason.

With a loud question, the feeling of breathlessness disappeared, but instead a roar was raised, like a roar of a beast.

boom!

The muzzle of the shotgun was blazing.

The hissing stopped abruptly.

The figure sitting in a wheelchair stared blankly at the body that had been beaten into a sieve, and an unbelievable look appeared in his eyes.

then--

Bang, Bang!

A series of shotgun fires.

The huge impact on the projectile, just sitting in a wheelchair, about to appear in the hall figure, beat back stiffly.

The other party was very unwilling.

Want to struggle.

But useless.

After Jason, who remembered ‘Gryphon Shooting’, fired another grenade, the grenade fell into the opponent ’s arms and exploded.

boom!

The wheelchair and wheelchair were torn apart.

"At gunpoint, all beings are equal."

Jason said lightly, his eyes turned to the hole in the ceiling.

After the figure in the wheelchair was torn apart, he smelled a more intense scent and came from that hole.

It stands to reason that the ceiling on the first floor should be the second floor.

However, from him, there was only a piece of black paint.

‘Food’ is in it.

that……

Anything else to say?

Jason walked to the previously collected spirits. They were neatly stacked on a table, each sealed, and a piece of newspaper serving as a lead was exposed.

After lighting, Jason threw these special cocktails into the dark hole.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles ...

At first, the dark holes engulfed the burning flasks.

The mighty burning flask didn't even show any sparks.

However, over time.

After Jason threw more burning flasks into it, the flames began to appear.

And as soon as the flame appeared, the darkness was swallowed up.

A monster tall enough to be covered with canes appeared in the darkness.

It kept flapping the flames on its body with rattan.

But the more you tap the rattan, the more the flame will burn.

Then, it rolled down from the dark lacquered hole.

boom!

With a muffled noise, it just fell to Jason's feet.

But Jason didn't look at this monster.

Taste, I have already told him.

What is real.

What is false.

He turned his head slightly, a spiky vine, and wiped his cheek like this.

Jason raised his hand and grabbed the vine, pulling hard again.

As if pulling the curtain.

The entire ceiling fell like this.

For the first time, the real "food" appeared in front of Jason.

It was a round ball about the size of a water tank ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ It hangs on the top floor of the veteran's site, and vines spread from the whole body up and down. The people who strangled their necks and suffocated had both the three members of the Prussian family and the veterans of the veteran site. They were like colorful flags hanging in the house during the festival.

But there is no joy.

Only death!

Roar!

The ‘food’ that reveals the body is extremely angry.

It roared loudly, and its tentacle-like vines threw down its prey, as if the snake was dancing around Jason's head, and then, the arrow of the off-string, stabbed at Jason.

Jason did n’t panic, and raised his hand--

Yi!