Where there is a decision, there is action.
Jason raised his hand and tore off the rag from Walker's mouth.
"I have information on other ingredients!"
As soon as he pulled the rag out of Walker's mouth, the "eating rape" trained by the "Ghost Squad" opened his mouth and said in an instant.
Fast and accurate.
Because it was too familiar with Jason's eyes.
The same is true when it is hungry.
Not to mention that growling stomach and swallowing saliva.
These are all reminders of it.
The other party really wants to eat it.
As a qualified 'eating rape', it immediately knew what to do.
After all, this is not the first time it has seen such a person.
The doctor before, polite, it had watched from the sidelines.
There is also an arrogant lunatic, this person is not so friendly, for some 'ingredients' who don't know the truth, he even cut open some bodies.
But the one in front of him was different from the two it had seen before.
This is quite 'simple'.
That's right, it's simplicity.
There are no complicated emotions.
Just plain hungry.
I want to eat you.
But the more this happened, the more terrifying Walker became.
Because, such simplicity is difficult to be shaken.
It's not a entanglement of interests, and there is no choice, just like a weight, unwavering.
unless…
You met his needs.
Walker was going to do just that.
It can't help it either.
It doesn't want to be eaten.
It wants to live.
The world is really beautiful.
Numerous fears.
Delicious wine with a twist.
Every time he smokes, he forgets everything.
So, it doesn't want to die yet.
To that end, it has done something detrimental to 'dignity'.
more
Naturally, I don't care.
Then, it saw Jason punching his fist.
Immediately, the 'eating traitor' heaved a sigh of relief.
Jason held his breath.
The hunger was still lingering, but when Walker's words were spoken, Jason's reason came online instantly.
Is it good to eat one food, or is it good to eat a group of food
Still have to choose
Of course they ate them all.
However, there can be a sequence.
"explain."
Jason suppressed his hunger and said in a deep voice.
"I want you to swear on your honor, or someone or something you respect."
"Otherwise, even if you eat me, I won't tell you."
"I just want to live..."
Walker first spoke righteously, then looked at Jason beggingly.
But Jason's aura suddenly became dangerous.
He stared at Walker.
He doesn't like having plans disrupted.
Also don't like the food being divided.
More importantly, just after Walker said these words, Jason's suppressed hunger instantly drove away his reason again, and he picked up the wine beside him as soon as he turned around.
Then-
boom!
Jason raised his hand and punched it.
It hit the stomach accurately.
Jason, who had experience in dealing with the Pusac elf, when the body began to vomit and the Pusac elf struggled out of the vomit, Jason picked it up and rinsed it with wine.
The Pusac elf in front of him was completely dazed while being washed down with the wine.
I just made a request, and you really want to eat me
Don't even want to ask more questions
If you disagree, we can discuss it!
The Pusac elf wailed in his heart.
Then, it exerted its last strength to control the body.
“On Fishbone Street…”
The shell spoke, but the words disappeared before they could finish speaking.
The Pusac elf had been swallowed by Jason.
Just like the taste in memory.
Slippery and cool.
The sweetness is more intense.
It is also more delicious.
Moreover, not only the taste, but also the satiety increased by 3 points more than before.
[Swallow 'Pusac Elf'!]
[Physical strength and energy (injuries) are restored to the greatest extent!]
[Saturation +15]
[Saturation: 61]
…
The nutrition of the food in his stomach began to permeate, and Jason's sanity came online again.
What about my 'eating rape'
Why did I just eat it
I have a ceremony
Sure enough, any sense of ritual is deceiving, and the truth is only when the stomach is full.
Did it just say Fishbone Street
Jason recalled.
Without trying harder to remember, Jason instantly remembered what happened just now.
No way, it's so delicious.
Delicious and memorable.
Similarly, this kind of memory made Jason's stomach, which had a sense of fullness just now, become hungry again.
"Fishbone Street, Fishbone Street!"
Jason whispered.
He couldn't wait to get some extra food.
He didn't forget to search, though.
The whole room didn't need to be searched carefully, Jason saw a radio station covered by a black curtain.
Jason didn't know anything about radio.
He just checked that there was no 'mysterious knowledge' on it, then turned around and walked outside.
He needs a professional.
Coincidentally, Edward and Bansy are such people.
…
The back alley of Heijiao Street.
As soon as Jason entered the alley, he saw a car parked on the side of the road.
Similarly, the four people in the car also saw Jason.
"Here, the mask."
Little Bancy rolled down the window and shouted.
Jason speeded up, opened the car door, and squeezed into the back seat abruptly. Griffin, who was sitting on the other side, directly showed a curled up posture.
"It's really uncomfortable in the back row like this."
"If I had money, I would definitely start a car company."
"I'm going to make car seats as comfortable as sofas."
Griffin grumbled.
"Return the car company?"
"If you start a car company, I will research tires for you."
"Then, let all your cars use my tires, and I'll give you some brochures full of advertisements to put next to each of your sofa chairs."
Little Bancy gave Griffin a disdainful smile.
However, while talking, little Bancy showed a trace of yearning.
"You can register more delicacies in the brochure."
The female pastry chef added.
The three of them involuntarily started digressing.
Edward, on the other hand, looked at Jason, and he was immediately relieved when he saw Jason nodding to indicate that everything was going well.
"Walk."
"Follow the route that 'Mask' said."
Edward said.
Little Bansy immediately shut up and started the car as Edward said.
When people came to Walker's house, they saw Walker unconscious at a glance.
"Is he the 'middleman' of 'Ghost Squad'?"
Edward, Bancy, and Griffin looked at each other carefully.
His fingers are delicate, obviously he has never been in contact with knives or firearms, nor does he look like a fighter, but he has the air of being well-read.
Such a person would be the middleman of 'Ghost Squad'
The three were puzzled, but believed in Jason.
Then, when Jason opened the black cloth curtain to reveal the radio station, such doubts disappeared immediately.
"Military radio station!"
Little Bancy exclaimed.
And before the exclamation fell, the radio rang—
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