Jason's answer surprised the man inside the door.
After a full two or three seconds of stagnation, the other party looked out the door through the cat's eyes.
'Watch Dogs Bakery' has two doors.
The first floor is the wooden door inside.
The first floor is the outer iron gate.
At this moment, the iron door has been opened, and the wooden door is closed.
The man looked out through the peephole of the wooden door.
Then…
He saw a large, fast-approaching fist.
Snapped!
The thin wooden door shattered.
Jason's fist pierced through the wooden door, mixed with flying sawdust, and hit the face of the man in the room.
"ah!"
The man let out a scream and fell backwards with his face covered in blood.
Jason withdrew his arm, and through the hole that had just been smashed, he saw the female pastry chef at a glance.
The female pastry chef leaned back against the counter, her hair was messy, her face was bruised, her mouth was gagged, she sat there with her hands tied behind her back, and there was no other person there.
After seeing Jason's sight, the female pastry chef struggled violently immediately.
Instead of reaching into the hole to open the door, Jason aimed directly at the lock and kicked it.
It's just a simple L-shaped pin, which is directly shaken off.
The door opened directly.
Jason walked into the room, and the man who had just fallen got up again.
The opponent with blood on his face became more and more hideous.
With a low growl, he raised his hands and rushed towards Jason.
Compared with the gangster who had no fighting skills before, the man in front of him was undoubtedly much more professional.
Not only physically strong, but also quite organized.
Grab Jason's neck with one hand and Jason's arm with the other.
Once caught, then there is an over-the-shoulder fall.
Given the hard ground in the pastry shop, such an impact is enough to make normal people lose their mobility.
Therefore, Jason, who is used to quick battles, raised his hands and directly grabbed the opponent's hands, and while the opponent was stunned and struggling, he slammed down hard.
boom!
The opponent who charged forward knelt down in front of Jason.
Without waiting for the opponent's reaction, Jason let go of his hands and hit the opponent's temple directly from both sides.
Snapped!
In the crisp sound, the other party rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
Unlike just now, this time the other party directly fell into a coma.
Jason checked him out.
No wallet.
Has a dagger.
After taking out the dagger, taking off the opponent's coat, and binding him, Jason walked towards the bound female pastry chef.
The dagger cut through the rope, and Jason pulled out the rag from the opponent's mouth.
"Thank you, thank you."
The female pastry chef thanked her.
The sound was a bit dry due to being blocked with rags for a long time.
Then, Jason glanced around.
The oven is clean.
The counter is also very clean.
The money box was not opened either.
Instead, the door to the upstairs was open.
"Not an entry-level robbery for money?"
"More than a group of people are eyeing her?"
"It's all because of her sister?"
"Or because of something else?"
Jason thought about it, but it didn't stop him from taking out a dollar and putting it in front of the female pastry chef.
On the side of the counter, it reads: 'One trough cake for 1 corner, 3 pieces for 2 corners! '
Then, Jason took out 12 slot cakes from the counter and put them in a large kraft paper bag on one side.
"The paper bags are free, right?"
Jason asked the female pastry chef.
"Yes, it is."
The female pastry chef nodded blankly.
She still doesn't know what happened.
First, her younger sister disappeared, then someone inexplicably threatened her, and now someone broke into her shop.
Just when she thought it was over, the homeless man she met in the morning broke in suddenly, not only saved her, but also gave her a dollar.
Is this pastry money
The female pastry chef finally reacted.
By this time, Jason had already reached the door.
"etc!"
"Please wait!"
Listening to the voice behind him, Jason didn't stop in his footsteps.
When he didn't understand the world in front of him, he didn't plan to cause any trouble for the time being.
"Those trough cakes are from yesterday."
"I'll make you some fresh ones, the fresh ones will taste even better."
said the female pastry chef.
"OK."
Jason stopped immediately.
Trouble, there is always.
Even if you don't provoke, you will come to your door.
In this case, it is better to eat better before dealing with it.
Seeing Jason stop, the female pastry chef was relieved.
She was really terrified.
She was afraid that Jason would leave without hesitation, and then leave her alone to face the situation in front of her.
This is something she simply cannot handle.
"what should I do?"
Walking in front of Jason who saved her life, feeling that Jason was tall and burly, the female pastry chef felt an unprecedented sense of security in her heart. Subconsciously, she opened her mouth to ask Jason.
"Call the police."
Jason gave the most pertinent advice.
The female pastry chef nodded suddenly and walked to the side of the counter.
There is a landline telephone.
However, after picking it up, I found that there was no sound at all from the fixed line.
"The phone line was cut?"
Jason frowned.
Is a female pastry chef who has lost her sister worthy of such caution
Moreover, two successive waves of people appeared against her.
Was her missing sister implicated in some big shot
Thinking about it, Jason pointed to the public telephone booth on the road.
The female pastry chef nodded, took out two coins and ran out.
This time the call was connected.
The call was also very smooth.
The 'Watchdog Bakery' was kept in its original state, and after about ten minutes, two police cars arrived.
Not the car Jason remembered, but an older car.
It has a huge front, a short rear, and a curved roof.
The two cars made a "1" and stopped at the entrance of the pastry house. Six police officers got out of the two cars, and the leader was a sheriff wearing a high hat.
He was tall and tall with a bushy beard.
After getting off the car, the other party walked into the pastry house.
First, he scanned the surrounding environment, and then looked at Jason and Gichel.
It's just that, after looking at Jischel, he only paused for a while, and then completely focused on Jason.
"You did it?"
The other party pointed to the broken wooden door with a hole.
Jason nodded.
The other party looked at the unconscious guy on the ground again.
"He too?"
The other party continued to ask.
Jason nodded again.
This silent response made the sheriff frown.
"Have you ever been a soldier?"
"Recently returned to Xinde City?"
"Answer me, I don't need to nod."
The other party's voice subconsciously raised a point.
It's a pity that such a gesture is of no use to Jason.
Jason still nodded.
This can make the other party very angry.
"Tell you, this city is different from when you left!"
"It's new!"
"Xinde City!"
"When you come here, you must abide by the rules!"
"Don't use the old rules of your battlefield and the past, otherwise..."
The voice of the other party is getting higher and higher, as if to prove his majesty.
Moreover, after finishing speaking, the other party raised his right hand and gestured at Jason with a pistol.
The opponent's finger representing the muzzle of the gun was just one meter away, pointing directly at Jason's forehead.
"Snapped!"
The other party made a soft onomatopoeia.
Then, he laughed loudly.
The surrounding police officers also laughed together.
Jason looked at the people in front of him blankly, and moved his footsteps slightly, blocking the female pastry chef behind him.
Then-
boom!
The sound of laughter stopped abruptly, and blood and brains splattered everywhere.