The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 57: Supper

Xiao Banxi froze for a moment, unconsciously igniting.

Snoring, bursting.

After several attempts, the car did not restart.

The cold sweat of Xiao Banxi shed again.

"I was just kidding."

He turned his head as he spoke, with an awkward and impolite smile on his face, and wanted to ease the atmosphere.

However, when he turned his head, he found that Jason and Edward, who were supposed to be sitting in the back row, had long since disappeared, leaving only the doors open on both sides.

call!

The cold wind blew, and Xiao Banxi shrank his neck.

He shouted in horror:

"team leader?"

"Sir Jason?"

Unfortunately, apart from the wind, there was no response at all.

And here is a no-light fork, black outside.

The only lights were dimmed as the car turned off.

"calm!"

"I want to calm down!"

Little Bansi told himself this way, silently thinking about what Edward had just told him.

‘Do n’t be afraid of these things. You shoot directly. If the gun does n’t work, you can use a grenade. If the grenade does n’t work, you can use a mortar. ’

‘It ’s flat and it ’s quiet. ’

then

He reached out the gun in his waist.

Take out a 'typewriter' from under the seat.

Two grenades were also drawn from the co-pilot's seat.

Then, turning around and pulling a folded mortar from under the rear seat.

As a fireman, it is normal to put submachine guns, grenades, and mortars on the car.

Xiao Banxi got out of the car with the mortar. He looked at the bottom of the car first and found that there was no hanging figure. He directly set up the mortar, and then put a box of shells from the trunk Beside.

He remembered the captain's teaching

Bombard it with mortars.

The wind roared past.

Footsteps came from the darkness.

"who?"

"If you don't speak, I will shoot!"

Xiaobanxi shouted at the sound of footsteps.

"it's me."

While Edward was talking, he walked over. When he saw the mortar erected on the ground, the special operations team leader's eyes twitched.

"The mortar you got from there?"

Edward asked, about to walk over.

However, Xiao Banxi directly raised the muzzle of the 'typewriter'.

"stop!"

"How can you prove that you are the captain?"

Asked Xiaobanxi.

He did not forget that in biographical novels, these things can change.

What if you become the captain?

Xiao Banxi was extremely vigilant.

"What proof do you want?"

Edward looked at his subordinates in amusement, and was about to say something, but little Bansi spoke first.

"What is your mother's name?"

Asked Xiaobanxi.

"I was born in an orphanage, I don't know."

Edward looked at the muzzle and replied with a sigh.

"Oh, next question, what is your lover's name?"

Xiaobanxi nodded and continued to ask.

"I have been single for 30 years and I don't have a lover."

Edward frowned, but answered.

"Well, why are you wearing glasses?"

Xiao Banxi then asked.

"Because, it will look me gentle and easy to welcome."

Edward frowned, but looking at the muzzle, he refrained, he answered.

"The 556 dollars you owe me ..."

"Enough, I only owe you 443!"

This time Edward couldn't help it. He glared at Little Bansi and rushed straight up.

Muzzle threat?

In front of money, ignore death!

Edward snatched Little Bensey's 'typewriter', and lifted his foot and got a foot on Little Bensey's ass.

The things only two people knew, plus this familiar foot, immediately allowed Little Bensey to confirm Edward's identity.

"team leader!"

"You suddenly disappeared and scared me ..."

Little Bansi explained.

"rest assured."

"Those like you will not appear at random."

"They will be scared back as soon as they see it."

Edward said.

"How about Lord Jason?"

Asked Xiaobanxi.

"He's chasing that guy."

"I'm too slow to catch up."

"We just wait patiently."

Edward said, his eyes leaning on the car and lit a cigarette.

Xiao Banxi first nodded, but still out of alert.

...

In the dark, Jason walked.

It is almost four times the perception of ordinary people, so that he can see things in this low-light environment. Although it is not as clear as the day, it is not much worse.

However, in most fits, Jason prefers to use his nose.

The shape will change.

But the smell will not change.

Especially the taste of ‘food’.

It is sweet and fragrant.

It's memorable.

Tread, tread.

Jason stepped forward and changed direction from time to time.

Nothing went wrong.

The fleeing figure was more frightened.

This is not the same as it knows.

At this time, shouldn't the people in the car be trembling with fear, should it still absorb the breath of fear?

But why is this person not only not afraid, but more and more excited?

Different from being exposed to information, let it turn around unconsciously.

It looked at Jason behind him.

Different from ordinary people's vision, it was in the dark envelope and saw a huge black shadow with scarlet eyes opening the big mouth of the blood basin, which was slowly approaching.

hungry!

So hungry!

I'm so hungry!

The monster's roar came from the air, and the kind of hungry sensation, not only did not make the huge black shadow weak, but also became bigger and bigger, almost blowing a balloon, that figure enveloped the entire street.

What follows is coercion!

Its body trembled slightly.

The pain spread.

It's like touching the blazing sun and stinging its body!

No!

Can't stop!

Once stopped ...

Will be eaten!

Its instinct tells it what to do now.

Without hesitation, it ran again.

It runs faster than when it just got off the other side.

And, this time, it no longer hesitated.