The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 510: Peekaboo

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After her subordinate Thors left, Donna never took her eyes off the clock in front of her.

At this moment, she has reached the most important part of her plan.

Even after deducing it hundreds of times in her mind, Donna was still a little restless.

"Jason, Jason."

Donna muttered the name softly.

A tall and strong but weird image of Jason emerged in his mind.

Tall and strong is the figure.

The weird one is the hockey mask.

She had never seen a weirdo with a hockey mask on her body, as if the hockey mask was the real body.

The glasses are the body, she has heard of it.

Can a hockey mask

What a weirdo!

Donna couldn't help thinking.

Then, the lady leaned back in the high-backed chair, looked at the clock with both eyes, and tapped the palm of her left hand lightly with the folding fan in her right hand.

Anyone who is familiar with Donna knows that this is her thinking habit.

But anyone or something that can make her think like this is troublesome.

Is Jason in trouble

Yes!

And it's big trouble!

In Donna's eyes, weirdos like Jason must be treated with caution.

Therefore, Donna will not underestimate Jason.

In fact, she never underestimates a person.

However, she had to admit that she really underestimated Jason.

She never thought that a guy who looked like a reckless man would be so smart.

No!

It's not just smart anymore!

But some kind of terrifying potential!

That patience and that style of doing things...

Involuntarily, Donna thought of tigers, snakes, and foxes.

She didn't know where Jason lived before, or what he went through to become like this, but she knew very well that Jason was quite difficult to deal with.

more importantly!

How much did Jason know!

"Did you also discover something, and you deliberately approached us by becoming a 'stalker'?"

"I have to say, it's really a bold plan."

Donna thought naturally.

This is the only reasonable explanation right now.

If Jason hadn't discovered some 'truth', such a big change would never have happened.

Just, how much did Jason find

Donna pondered.

If it's just some clues, naturally don't care about it.

But if only a little more...

Her whole plan!

Thinking of this, Tang Na tapped the folding fan in her palm, couldn't help but pause, and her heart tightened.

Because, judging from the current situation, the latter is inevitable.

It is also enough to affect her entire plan.

She absolutely does not allow accidents in the plan.

Don't allow yourself to fail.

Because, what she represents is not just her alone, but the hope of the entire organization and... everyone.

"It can only succeed!"

"Can't fail!"

Donna was extremely firm in her heart.

Tick, tick.

The second hand moved little by little, and when the minute hand jumped fifteen times, Donna picked up the phone, and she dialed the phone number she had already memorized in her heart.

beep beep beep

After two electronic tones, the call was connected.

"Hello?"

Lothar 11's slightly puzzled voice sounded.

Very normal doubts.

Anyone who faces a phone number that has been concealed and presented with a row of * numbers will have such a tone.

However, Lothar 11 is different.

Donna knew how smart Lothar 11 was under the guise of that trash.

Such a person may be skeptical at first.

But after they clashed twice, it shouldn't be the case now.

so-

Another trial

Donna was thinking in her heart, but she spoke again in that sweet voice.

"Master Losar 11, good afternoon."

"good afternoon?"

"It used to be good, but now it's not."

Lothar 11 listened to the other party's voice, confirmed that there was nothing unusual, and immediately said angrily.

When the phone rang, he was thinking about what tone to use.

Even if he confirmed the other party, he couldn't speak directly.

Because it doesn't fit his character and current situation.

His character is cautious, but the current situation is full of crises.

Therefore, even if it is confirmed, it is most appropriate to pretend to be confused.

Of course, you can't pretend to be confused too much, otherwise it will be counterproductive, and you have to show helplessness—his current situation makes him have such helpless emotions, and he can even have resentment.

In fact, Lothar 11's choice is very correct.

Listening to the 'emotion' in Lothar 11's words, Donna subconsciously blocked her mouth with a black folding fan.

"Master Lothar 11, I have brought you good news."

"Dorce and Klink are two disobedient people. I have already sent someone to clean them up."

"I believe that soon, you will receive the news."

Donna said in a sweet tone.

Although there was Jason's reminder, and Jason's guess had been confirmed when the other party called, but when the other party really said the words, Lothar 11's heart still beat faster.

silence!

Lothar11 used this gesture to signal his own shock at the news.

Then he took two quick breaths.

"You are not doing charity, what do I need to pay?"

Lothar 11 asked in a deep voice.

"Cooperate!"

"Of course it is cooperation!"

"We need someone who is on stage to attract attention, and you need someone who can actually use it."

Donna chuckled.

"Can."

"what should I do?"

Lothar 11 agreed straight away, looking very straightforward.

And Donna on the other end of the phone gently closed the folding fan against her chin.

"As expected of a smart man."

Donna said so.

"smart people?"

"I just came across a duckweed while I was dying in the river!"

"I have nothing left, so naturally I want to grab everything I can!"

Lothar 11 said self-deprecatingly.

"No, no no."

"Believe me."

"You will have everything soon."

"Now, I need you to announce immediately that the previous things were all done by you."

"reason?"

"think it yourself."

Donna said with a smile.

"Listen to you."

"You are the boss."

Lothar 11 said indifferently.

"very good."

"The next step, after you announce, I'll tell you."

"Remember, I will watch the live broadcast."

Donna hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Lothar 11 frowned slightly as he looked at the microphone with the busy tone.

He also wanted to delay the time even more, but the other party didn't give him a chance at all.

Will it be discovered

It should be hidden, right

Lothar 11 is not so sure.

Then, the eleventh heir of the 'Lothar Family' started to start the live broadcast as Donna said.

He definitely wouldn't want to do it if he could.

However, a slight delay will attract the other party's suspicion.

More importantly, up to now, Jason has not sent back any news.

Did an accident happen

With such apprehension, Lothar 11 sat behind the desk.

He straightened his body, recalling the posture of his elder brother and father, facing the camera, showing an evil and crazy smile.

"Are you all suspecting that I did the previous thing?"

"That's right, it's me."

"I am… "

Donna looked at Lothar 11 on the screen with a cold face.

The moment Donna hung up the phone, there was no smile on Donna's face.

Because, she knew that Lothar 11 was lying to her.

She didn't find out.

It's that 'thing'.

That 'thing' has been sending dangerous signals ever since she hung up on Lothar 11.

This is another function of the 'thing' besides blinding.

Warning!

Although the scope of the early warning was so large that Donna didn't know where the real danger came from, she immediately 'deduced' it in her mind.

This is her own talent.

Then, use the last ability of that 'thing' to bring this talent to the extreme.

one second!

That's hundreds of drills!

In normal times, she would naturally not do this, she would rely on time to accumulate.

But at this moment, she couldn't care less.

next moment-

"So it is!"

Donna took a deep breath.

The tip of her nose was filled with the smell of blood, and Donna raised her hand to wipe it.

Scarlet dazzling.

But she smiled.

I don't care.

Because, the final victory is still hers, theirs.

Thinking of this, Donna sent a message to her subordinate to retreat.

Borrowing the ability of the 'thing' from the deputy leader, Thors walked into the 'game building' as if no one else was there.

This is not the first time he has entered here.

Moreover, in his mind, there is still a blueprint for the entire 'game building'.

Therefore, he easily found his first target: Dorsey.

Dorsey, Head of Security at the 'Game Building'.

On the surface, it is independent without the support of any family, but secretly it has the full support of the 'Sunder Family' and the 'Hera Family'.

Even, this person himself is from the 'Sunder family'.

It is precisely because of such support that the other party was able to become the person in charge of the security of the 'Game Building'.

As for real 'rags to riches'

Maybe there was, but Towers hadn't seen it.

Pushing away the office at the corner of the first floor, Thors walked in.

Click!

The slight sound of closing the door brought Dorset, who had been thinking about it, back to his senses.

Raising his head and looking at the empty office, Dorsey was taken aback.

Was he hallucinating from being too nervous

or the wind

Damn the wind!

Why do I, as one of the persons in charge of the building, have to be in such a corner on the first floor

Dorsey couldn't help thinking.

The dissatisfaction on his face became more and more obvious.

Then, his thoughts couldn't help being drawn back to the text message from Lothar 11 just now.

Did the other party really think he was frightened

With just a few words, do you want him to obey orders

It's ridiculous!

While thinking about it, Dorsey used his secret security phone to dial the number of the secretary next to the Sender 3 boy.

He needs to confirm and report some things.

As for Master Sender 3 dead

impossible!

The 3rd Master Sunder is in the 'Sanctuary' of the 'Sender Family', where not only the defense is strong and the security is tight, but there are also many unknown methods, it is not at all...

etc!

Unknown means!

It seems to have thought of something.

As if sensing something again, Dorset raised his head.

His hand has involuntarily wiped away the gun in the drawer.

However, a dagger had already passed his neck.

puff!

Blood sprayed out like a spring.

The table, carpet, and even the door of the office in front of him were all stained red.

Dorsey's eyes widened.

Until his death, he didn't see where the person who made the shot was.

Thors, on the other hand, has been standing behind him.

After confirming that Dorsey was out of breath, Thors walked around the desk and prepared to leave.

There are various methods of killing.

Cutting the throat is undoubtedly the most direct.

However, this kind of 'scribbled' throat cutting is not what Thors likes.

He likes to be more straightforward.

But thinking of the 'deterrence' that the deputy leader said, he chose this superfluous approach.

Standing on tiptoe, Thors avoided the blood on the ground, opened the door, and walked out.

Dorset was only the first target.

He also has a second target: Klink.

As the head of the "Game Building" mobile team, Klink's office is on the third floor underground, independent of the parking lot.

Compared to other places in 'some mansion'.

It's more heavily guarded there.

However, for Thors, there is no difference between now and just now.

No one 'sees' him at all.

Not stealth.

Just 'cover up'.

In a very weird way that he couldn't understand.

If it wasn't for using this kind of power every time, the deputy leader would have to pay a considerable price, and they would have already won a 'victory' that was unimaginable for ordinary people.

But even so, the reason why 'they' can exist is because of this 'thing' in the hands of the deputy leader.

Step, step!

Amidst the obvious footsteps, Thors passed by teams of patrolling guards.

Even, at a certain level, the two sides clearly had contact.

But none of these guards noticed something was wrong.

In other words, their sense of touch was 'obscured' at that time.

Make them think that what they touch is just air.

Basement one, second floor, third floor.

Thors quickly entered the third underground floor.

Without any hesitation, he walked directly to Klink's office.

At this moment, the person in charge of the mobile team, who was born in the 'Emeral family', was watching the live broadcast on the handheld computer with his eyes wide open.

The image of Lothar 11's unruly and evil face was imprinted in the other party's eyes.

"How can it be?"

"How dare he admit it so generously?"

"Does he really have a secret army in the dark?"

Klink couldn't help but picked up the previous mobile phone again, looked at the text message on it, and pondered.

Then, the person in charge of the mobile team raised his hand and pressed the alarm bell on the table.

Although he doesn't know the specific situation, but as the leader of the mobile team, he must control Lothar 11 now.

If you want to control a heinous person like Lothar 11, you will naturally need to gather people.

Of course, after gathering the manpower, the action will naturally slow down because of the identity of Lothar 11. It would be great if we can meet the guards of the "Lothar Family" who have not yet left.

The 'Lothar Family' guards who have just dealt with a riot in the 'Game Mansion' will definitely return as quickly as possible.

At that time, don't care about his business.

Klink, who had already thought up the whole plan in his mind, couldn't help but twitch his lips.

But immediately, the smile froze.

A dagger pierced his heart.

In from the back, out from the chest.

puff!

As the dagger was pulled out, blood gushed out all at once.

Klink's body twitched and fell onto the desk.

After shaking the dagger in his hand, Thors put the dagger back into its sheath.

No dagger was used, let alone the same technique.

The purpose is just to make the 'power' that 'belongs' to Lothar 11 appear a little stronger.

This is also the order of the deputy leader.

Thinking of the deputy leader waiting for him to go back, Thors never wanted to stay here for a moment.

Staying a moment longer is a burden for the deputy leader.

Speeding up the pace of leaving, Thors rushed to the door of the office almost in one step.

Raising his hand, he opened the door.

Then, he saw a burly man whose height was almost at the same level as the door frame and completely blocked the passage in front of the door. The ice hockey mask on his face was emitting a strange brilliance under the light of the corridor.

Jason!

In an instant, Thors recognized Jason's identity.

That hockey mask is so obvious.

At the same time, Thors subconsciously took two steps back.

A sense of panic rose unconsciously from the bottom of Thors' heart.

Why is Jason here

The thought came along with a sense of panic.

Jason can't see me, can he

This was Thors' second thought.

Then the thought became certain.

Jason must not see me!

It's not that Thors is blindly confident, but that he has had too many experiments, letting him know how powerful the deputy leader's 'thing' is.

Immediately, Thors regained his confidence.

The next moment, Thors strode out.

He's going to knock Jason off.

Strutting away.

as usual.

Then, a short-handled broad-bladed machete pierced into his chest.

How, how come

Thors was stunned and puzzled just like Dorce and Klink before.

Dorsey and Klink were puzzled why they couldn't see Thors.

Thors wondered why Jason could see him.

"you you… "

Thors wanted to say something, but Jason drew his knife and left.

Looking at Jason's back, Thors knelt down straight on the ground.

At this moment, the phone on his body vibrated.

Buzz buzz!

It was a text message.

Thors tried his best to open it, and it read: Danger, retreat.

Looking at the text message from the deputy leader, Thors pressed the reply button without hesitation.

Danger, retreat.

same content.

But when Thors' finger touched the send button, everything stopped.

The radiance that Thors should have left was suddenly dimmed.

And, more importantly, at this moment, his body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After just a few breaths, the strong Thors became a mummy.

Then, a gust of wind came from nowhere.

The mummy was shattered and reduced to ashes.

Fly away.

Jason, who was striding forward, had already reached the upper floor, and he didn't seem to notice such a strange thing at all.

The steps have not changed.

His eyes remained calm.

However, under the ice hockey mask, his mouth was involuntarily upturned and grinning, and the sharp teeth were gradually revealed——

Got you!