It was pitch black and hungry.
The surging breath was like an explosion, rushing towards the west with a roar.
Stab, stab.
The artificial light source above the head of 'Fishbone Street' was blown left and right, and there were even slight electric sparks appearing.
Suddenly, a huge monster with scarlet eyes and a bloody mouth flashed away in front of everyone's eyes.
Just for an instant.
But everyone trembled.
The smiling waiter had a frozen face.
The dancing girls started to stiffen their steps.
The accordionist's fingers start to freeze.
Those chasing and laughing children stood in place one by one, not daring to move.
Their instincts are telling them—
Do not move!
move...
will be eaten!
But fear drives them, makes them run.
The diametrically opposite order comes from the brain.
It made their bodies ridiculously uncoordinated.
But the people around, no one can laugh.
They looked at each other, and there was only an inexplicable strange feeling left.
Then-
"Don't eat me!"
"Don't eat me!"
A figure in the 'Fishbone Street' ran towards the depths of the street. The other party was crying and staggered. He fell to the ground after only two steps, but immediately got up again and continued to run.
But after running less than 10 meters, he was pinned to the ground by several guards.
The opponent resisted.
But there was no way, it was just an instinctive struggle.
While struggling, he continued to shout.
"Don't eat me!"
Undoubtedly, such struggles are futile.
The guards easily shackled the man who dared to offend Her Majesty the Queen.
It was not brought back to Her Majesty the Queen.
Instead, according to the instructions of the commander of the guards, he put the other party in prison.
As for after
Leave everything to the commander.
The middle-aged man who greeted Jason and his party at the sentry box watched his men leave with the offender.
The face of this middle-aged man maintained a coldness with murderous intent.
"Those bastards."
He cursed inwardly.
He knew very well how the offender had appeared.
And this also made him, who had already made a decision, less hesitant.
However, there is one more thing to deal with at this moment.
The man next to Her Majesty the Queen!
The guard commander looked at Jason who was standing in front of the grill, his eyes were full of fear.
He never thought that a veteran had such strength.
He felt the trembling just now.
He also felt the powerlessness and fear that followed.
As the head of the guards, he instinctively hoped that Her Majesty the Queen would leave such a man.
It is too dangerous.
So, he went straight there.
He raised his hand and waved to the bewildered waiters, dancers, organist and 'children'.
Then, looking at Jason and his party with a smile on his face, he explained:
"We're preparing for a celebration."
"It was an unsuccessful dress rehearsal."
"Please forgive me."
Saying this, the guard commander bowed.
Immediately, the female pastry chef subconsciously returned the gift.
Immediately, the guard commander turned sideways to avoid such a return.
Griffin watched this scene, his eyes flickering.
He was sure that the female pastry chef was unusual.
There is no doubt that everything in front of me is for the female pastry chef.
Definitely not just for the 550,000 reward!
Because, he has already recognized who the middle-aged man in front of him is.
Dol Dodd, Sheriff of 'Fishbone Street'.
Apart from a few overlords, the most powerful person on 'Fishbone Street', such a person will definitely not be the one who wronged himself for the reward of 550,000 yuan.
And who can make the other person be kind, even groveling
The children of those overlords
Not enough!
Don't say they are the children of those overlords!
Even the overlord itself, it is very difficult for the opponent to do this.
But besides these overlords, is there a higher level existence in 'Fishbone Street'
impossible!
If there is a higher level existence, why is there a fight on 'Fishbone Street'
Griffin guessed.
Then, after he gestured to Edward and Bancy with his hands behind his back, he looked at Jason.
When everything is unclear, it is natural to unite to the outside world.
Jason is an indispensable combat force among them, so it's natural to join... at this time
Click, click.
With a lot of sauce on it, Jason was not picky about the grilled bone-in meat. He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.
Amid the crisp sound, Jason couldn't help laughing.
Griffin watched this scene, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.
Are you still eating at this time
Are you a glutton reincarnated
Want to eat till the end of the world
Griffin couldn't help roaring in his heart, but on the surface he took a step forward calmly, keeping the female pastry chef behind him, and so did Edward and Bancy.
Griffin could clearly detect something wrong with the eyes of the sheriff of 'Fishbone Street' in front of him.
Edward and Bancy also noticed it. They put their hands on the handles of the guns and lined up on the left and right, putting the female pastry chef under a "full frontal defense" protection.
Dol Dodd looked at this scene, first laughing from the bottom of his heart.
Just because you also want to act as His Majesty's defense
But then he thought again.
Could this be what His Majesty wants
Thinking of this, Dordod immediately changed his mind.
"Everyone, I still have something to do, so I will take my leave first."
"If something happens, you can notify the guards."
"They'll help you deal with it."
After speaking, Dordod turned and left.
This scene made Griffin, Edward, and Bancy a little confused.
After the three of them looked at each other, they looked at Jason again.
Then…
They saw Hannibal take out more meat from the refrigerator beside him, put it on the spit, and roast it for Jason.
"Hey, hello, this is 'Fishbone Street'!"
"You're not here for a picnic!"
"Can you be serious?"
"Give it the dignity it deserves?"
Griffin couldn't help complaining.
Hannibal thought that what Griffin said was very reasonable, so instead of roasting in batches, he took them out at one time and roasted them all.
With enough ingredients and seasonings, Hannibal's culinary skills were immediately displayed to the fullest.
The scent made Edward and Bancy stop involuntarily.
You know, they didn't have enough for dinner.
However, the two swallowed their saliva and did not fight Jason.
It's not that I don't want to.
But dare not.
There is no doubt that such a wait is tormented.
The only good thing is that Jason ate fast enough.
Edward and Bancy never thought that one day they would thank Jason for eating fast.
After the last skewer of barbecue, Jason took the handkerchief Hannibal handed over.
"grateful."
"It's delicious."
Jason praised.
"Happy to serve you."
Hannibal accepted the compliment, unbuttoned his apron, and made a gesture of please.
Jason stepped forward.
He still remembers his target '233 Fishbone Street'.
The female pastry chef immediately caught up and inserted herself between Jason and Hannibal, separating Jason and Hannibal with herself.
Then, pretending to count the street numbers seriously.
"221, 222, 22... eh?"
Just when the female pastry chef was about to count to number 223, a group of guards blocked the way.
"Sorry, half of the street will be temporarily closed to the public."
The guard said to the female pastry chef very politely.
"Why?"
The female pastry chef asked subconsciously.
"because… "
Before the guard could finish speaking, the fire came out from No. 223.
Immediately after—
boom!
In the huge explosion, several figures rushed out, heading straight for Jason and his party.