The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 82: Hey, Fatang

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Xi law!

Just as the eyes of the huge body on the light curtain fit, the two horses pulling the cart neighed, and they couldn't help kneeling on the ground, allowing Peters to pull them without moving an inch.

Then…

Peters also shuddered.

Cold sweat broke out from all over his body.

He gripped his dagger tightly.

Whew, wheeze.

Heavy breathing, unable to adjust at all, Peters raised his head to look at the huge figure behind him, just glanced at his figure from the corner of his eye, his throat was so dry that he was completely speechless.

He wanted to remind Jason in the car to be careful.

At least!

don't come out!

If you don't come out, there is still a glimmer of life.

Once out!

According to the temper of the other party in the rumors, it may really trigger a blow regardless of the other party!

But the dry throat could only make Peters's open mouth hiss.

However, this was enough to offend the huge figure on the light curtain.

The other looked directly at Peters.

He snorted coldly.

puff!

Peters spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell limp to the ground and passed out.

And at the last moment before he passed out, he heard a sound—

Squeak.

That was the sound of the carriage door opening.

It's over!

Those were Peters' last thoughts before slipping into a coma.

The carriage door opened.

Jason, wearing a mask, stepped out of the carriage slowly.

It's not that he's posturing.

It was the pressure on his body that forced him to walk slowly.

Standing firmly on the ground with both feet, Jason raised his head after glancing at the comatose Peters. Immediately, the huge body filled his field of vision.

The increasingly intense oppression made his breathing unsteady.

Jason's breathing became as heavy as Peters's before.

Too sharp size contrast is enough to make ordinary people collapse.

nervous

fear

It's the same.

Jason has both.

But this didn't stop Jason from choosing to face each other.

Because, Jason knew very well that he was already being targeted by the other party.

Although it was across the carriage just now, Jason felt the palpitations immediately when the other party's gaze came, just like those gunmen who stared at him when he first arrived in the 'City That Never Sleeps'.

Restraint, yet full of malice.

At that time, the gunman's restraint was due to the old man.

At this time, the other party's restraint was due to the strangeness that had just been unknown.

But the essence of malice is the same.

As long as there is a chance, they will swallow him down to the bone.

So, Jason walked down.

escape

It will only make the other party's malice stronger.

Who can guarantee that this is not a temptation by the other party

As for really borrowing the 'weird' just now, to make the other party scruples

Jason didn't think that way.

Not to mention that he didn't know what the strangeness that was unknown just now was. Jason could not bear the consequences of being exposed to any kind of strange 'weirdness'.

Still, Jason doesn't mind borrowing a bit of 'weird'.

After all, he has a fairly 'familiar weirdness'.

This!

It was also Jason's confidence in choosing to stand in front of the huge figure on the light curtain.

It was also what Jason wanted to make the other party jealous.

Of course, if possible, Jason didn't want to disturb the 'more familiar' weirdness.

But the reality is cruel!

Jason had clearly felt the other party's anger.

The kind of anger that he dared to look directly at the other party, ignoring the majesty of the other party.

boom!

The opponent let out a roar, the sound was like an explosion, and there were layers of ripples on the light curtain.

Then, punch it down!

Although the fist was only inside the light curtain, it gave Jason the feeling that it was a blow on the head.

Obviously, the moment the fist inside the light curtain really hits, he will be smashed into a meat paste.

Although under this blow, he will not die.

Can subsequent attacks

When the satiety brought by the juvenile [Nightmare Bug] just eaten is exhausted, he will also die.

Die once and die several times.

Given a choice, Jason would naturally choose...

don't die!

Is it not good to live

Why do you have to die.

But sometimes, it's really involuntary.

call!

Staring at the huge body on the light curtain, Jason took a deep breath, his voice sounded behind the mask—

"Do you want candy?"

When he said these words, Jason recalled the Mawson Circus, the little girl, and the magnificent, vast, indescribable reflection in his mind.

Then, a voice of unknown meaning began to echo in his ears.

hum!

Strong tinnitus reappeared.

Blood gushed out from the nostrils, the corners of the eyes, and the ears.

Jason resisted the trembling of his body and gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming out of the pain in his brain.

Then…

He raised his right hand with difficulty, and pointed his middle finger at the huge figure on the light curtain.

The huge figure who was pointed at by Jason did not respond at all.

The fist that fell was frozen in mid-air.

The huge body began to tremble.

Then, while breathing, the huge figure shrank rapidly, and after disappearing, it also dissipated with the entire light curtain.

The stress is gone.

Jason, who had come back from the dead, stood there panting heavily.

There are many ways to die.

However, the way of death just now was definitely the most painful one Jason knew.

Especially at this moment, more, incomprehensible, and unsystematic fragments of knowledge were churning in his mind, which made Jason feel a headache and had to lean on the carriage to rest.

Then, when the headache subsided, Jason couldn't help but have a thought in his heart: a few more times, would that magnificent, vast, and indescribable reflection pay special attention to him

Should be

Jason wasn't sure.

Because, he was sure, he couldn't use his own thoughts to speculate on the thoughts of that magnificent, vast, indescribable reflection.

However, there was one thing Jason was sure of.

A few more times, he will definitely be tormented by those incomprehensible knowledge.

Is it possible to organize and classify this knowledge into something that you can understand

Jason thought.

However, the headache was only temporary for him, and as soon as he thought about it, his head ached again.

hiss!

Jason subconsciously took a breath.

In order to relieve such pain, Jason prepared to divert his attention.

And what could be better than food

Jason set up a pot by the side of the road, and he put the whole piece of fat into the pot to melt. When the oil started to roll, Jason carefully put the only remaining one, the treated juvenile [Nightmare] Insects] put into the pot.

laugh!

Amidst the pleasant sound, [Nightmare Bug]quickly turned golden red.

The smell of fat mixed with meat penetrated Jason's nose.

After scooping up the thoroughly fried [Nightmare Bug], Jason roughly sprinkled cumin and pepper on it, ignored the temperature, and gnawed on it.

Click!

Click!

Crisp and loud, compared with when eaten raw, the [Nightmare Bug] is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, mixed with a little sweet juice, just like wafers with cream.

Well, the enhanced version of Crunchy Shark.

Jason commented.

[Eating Nightmare Insects (Baby Stage)]

[Medium recovery of physical strength and energy!]

[Saturation +3]

[Saturation: 12]

"It's the same amount of increase in satiety as when it's eaten raw."

"Does cooked and raw food not affect satiety?"

"Or… "

"Need a certain cooking foundation?"

Jason guessed.

Then, Jason turned his head as if aware of it.

Peters woke up.

But Jason's gaze didn't stay on Peters, but looked further afield.