The Demon’s Menu

The sound of the door closing still echoed in the corridor.

The ‘audience’ watching this scene were stunned.

"What does this newcomer want to do?"

"He doesn't want to complete the'hunting' here, right?"

"No, unless he is crazy!"

"Which'wild hunter' here is not stronger than him?"

"Will someone who can become a'wild hunter' be a normal person?"

"What a crazy guy!"

"Damn, I thought my bet could be saved!"

"Hey, I'm waiting to see how he died tragically!"

...

Barrage strips across the screen, compared to the sparse ones before, this time is undoubtedly much denser.

However, no one is optimistic about Jason.

Most of the barrage is gloating.

A small part is cursing.

Because they all bet on Jason.

There are sporadic ones, and some oppose ‘crazy games’, but as soon as they appear, they are submerged under other barrage, completely invisible.

Jason, who was outside the cell, didn't know this.

He stood there quietly, with no expression on his face hidden by the mask, he was waiting for his first prey.

Soon, an iron door deep in the corridor opened.

Click!

Amid the sound of metal moving, tall, robust figures that repeatedly hit the door came out.

The other party's body is muscular, far beyond what Chang Rao imagined. Even if he didn't get enough strength and hit the opposite wall, he just shook his head and his body stood firm.

On that ugly face, there was no pain at all.

There is tyranny.

It's just crazy.

The next moment, the ‘wild hunter’ found Jason.

"Kill him, big boy!"

"Tear him apart, big boy!"

"Let him understand the meaning of'wild hunting'!"

...

On the screen belonging to this ‘wild hunter’, the barrage is like a stream of water.

Even on the screen belonging to Jason, there are more similar bullet screens.

Especially, when the wild hunter named ‘Big Boy’ started rushing towards Jason, these viewers slammed the keyboard frantically and began to vent the rising adrenaline.

Near!

Closer!

The ‘big boy’ has run to the ‘new man’.

Their breathing began to accelerate.

They flushed.

Their eyes widened, striving not to miss the slightest look of expectation.

then--

puff!

Blood gushing.

The head flew up.

"Well done..."

Many people staring at this scene began to shout loudly when the blood was splashing, but the voice came to an abrupt end.

Because it was not the ‘newcomer’ who fell.

But, ‘big boy’!

what happened?

These ‘audience’ sat there in a daze.

But just a few seconds later, hundreds of people began to show their pity again.

"Replay!"

"Quick replay!"

"cheat"

...

When similar remarks began to appear, the live video began to replay.

Everyone was slowing down the chat playback and clearly saw what had just happened.

The'big boy' opened his arms and rushed towards the'newcomer', just like in previous games, according to the experience of previous games, the'big boy' would hug the'newcomer' and then strangle the opponent in his arms, or high He lifted his head high and hit the ground fiercely.

The body of flesh and blood collides with the hard concrete floor, and the result is naturally broken bones and even death.

And this is also the perception of the "big boy" of the winning audience.

I also look forward to it.

But this result did not happen.

The ‘newcomer’ easily avoided the ‘big boy’ pounce.

Then, he swung a knife.

The ‘big boy’’s muscles are strong, but facing the blade of a short-handled wide-bladed machete, it is still useless.

The blade flashed, Dou Da's head rolled to the ground.

The ‘big boy’’s ugly faces were unbelievable when the winning audience watched the replay. They were all dumbfounded.

A similar look appeared on their faces.

The barrage on Jason's screen paused for about three seconds before a blowout occurred directly.

"Awesome!"

"This newcomer is extraordinary!"

"Just kidding, these guys are called'new people'?"

"Some veteran must have pretended to be!"

"SB upstairs, I won't go to see if there is official information!"

"Won!"

"This time I will win! I'm going to make a fortune!"

"Sure enough, it's a newcomer who wants to stud!"

"Want to win? Very early!"

"Don't forget that he is still at the starting point. Even if he scores 20 points, he must leave the starting point to be considered a victory."

"Correct!"

"The two'wild hunters' behind will not let him go."

"Especially that ‘wheelchair brainstormer’ is not only capable, but also brilliant."

"That guy's layout ability is very powerful. In the previous'Regional Games', he relied on the layout again and again to win the final victory."

...

With a flick of the blade, the stained blood drifted down.

Jason also looked at the fallen "Wild Hunter".

The opponent seems to have strong muscles, but does not have the slightest skill, and his brain is not very clever. Although ordinary people will be frightened by the crazy feeling, in Jason's eyes, the opponent is a clumsy and lunatic Beast.

Dealing with this is really not too easy.

However, Jason did not easily become despised behind his opponents for the first time.

Do your best to deal with any enemy!

This is what he learned in "The City That Never Sleeps".

Death is regrettable.

But the most regrettable thing is that you are holding your hole cards until you die, and you haven't played them.

Jason has seen many such people.

And he?

I definitely don't want to be such a person.

Not only useless, but also aggrieved.

Of course, what makes him more vigilant is the ‘worldview’ of this ‘duplicate world’.

seem……

An extraordinary twist.

As Jason thought, he walked along the corridor and walked towards the next cage.

Click!

In the same metal sound, the cage door opened.

It's different from the previous rampage of the'big boy'.

Although the door of the cage was opened, there was no movement inside.

Sitting in his wheelchair, the ‘wheelchair brainstormer’ pressed the hidden buttons on the wheelchair with a sneer.

The smell of blood, he smelled it.

What happened, he also guessed.

Every year, no!

Before every ‘game’ starts, there will always be someone ‘waiting for nothing’.

There are both newcomers and veterans.

And those guys who are trying to "adjust life".

But no matter which one, most of the results will not be too wonderful.

Death is their last choice.

But before that, they will experience unimaginable pain.

After all, some of the guys in the ‘Madker’ are really abnormal.

And he?

He is different.

When he sits in this wheelchair, his IQ is online, and he is always calm.

He can completely control the audience!

He wants more than just a victory in this preliminary contest!

Rematch, district finals.

Even the finals!

He must win!

then……

He will be free!

As for what to do after freedom?

Naturally, all the guys who caught him were killed!

Just like before, electric shock and fire.

He wants those guys to try one by one.

The ‘wheelchair brainstormer’, who was thinking in his heart, did not move slowly. After he pressed the wheelchair several times in a row, three metal **** the size of table tennis **** rolled out of the wheelchair.

Then they stretched out their mechanical limbs and began to crawl outward like spiders.

At the same time, a translucent screen appeared beside the ‘wheelchair brainstormer’, allowing him to clearly see the pull outside.

Closed door.

Dark corridor.

The body of that fool.

It's disgusting.

The ‘wheelchair brainstormer’ commented that he was not at all anxious about not discovering a ‘new person’. His three treasures are not just as simple as pathfinders.

The finger tapped several times on the wheelchair again.

The infrared inside the three metal pathfinders began to scan.

But still no!

This time, the ‘wheelchair thinker’ twisted his body.

People?

Did you leave?

I didn't hear the sound of the door opening again?

still is……

The ‘wheelchair brainstormer’ seems to have thought of something.

The ‘newcomer’ is behind him!

Although this idea is incredible, the ‘wheelchair brainstormer’ doesn’t think that Jason can stand behind him without hiding his eyes, but he can’t help but turn his head back.

Hold your breath.

He turned back sharply.

Nothing at all!

The ‘wheelchair brainstormer’ breathed a sigh of relief.

Scare yourself!

Just a newcomer!

They are not the ‘monster’ guys in the finals, how can they have such an ability?

The ‘wheelchair brainstormer’ thought so and turned his head back.

Suddenly, that tone withstood!

He looked at the tall, strong and masked "newcomer" in front of him, and his eyes expanded involuntarily.

"Wait for me……"

puff!

Swipe across.

It is no different from the previous "Big Boy".

The ‘wheelchair brainstormer’ was resolved.

Or to be precise, it's simpler than ‘Big Boy’.

At least the ‘big boy’ needs a bit of effort for Jason to come, and the ‘wheelchair brainstormer’ in front of him has no difference in physical fitness from ordinary people.

When the short-handled wide-blade machete passes over the opponent’s neck, it doesn’t require any effort at all, and it’s done smoothly.

As for the ‘wheelchair’ that the other party relies on?

Jason glanced at it and walked out.

Unless it is a technology that has crossed the ages like the "Sabi Star", it will be similar to an ordinary fire stick to him.

Do not!

Might as well burn a fire stick!

At the very least, a fire stick can also be used for cooking.

And this "wheelchair" full of institutions?

It's just a decoration.

Jason walked out of the cell of the ‘wheelchair brainstormer’.

On the screen belonging to Jason, there was a brief silence.

The audience did not clamor for replays this time, and did not cheat any more.

They have already felt the difference in this ‘newcomer’.

"This "newcomer" is lucky, right?"

"Good luck? Upstairs blind, right?"

"strength!"

"This newcomer is really capable!"

"Won! I'm sure! I can buy a house with a down payment!"

"Luck! It must be luck!"

"Another new talent is really powerful!"

"He will definitely educate this Xinrao!"

"Education? You will be educated!"

"You have to be educated!"

...

The quarrel emerged.

Different from the reality of inferiority and cowardice, tolerate, dare not conflict with others, dare not laugh at others, for fear of being beaten, on the Internet, it is too simple to quarrel out of reality.

Two ‘audience’ who disliked each other directly sprayed each other in Jason’s live broadcast room.

They bid farewell to the reality of Venus, where they are transformed and energetic, attacking with heavy punches, and wantonly insulting each other.

It's like a keyboard man who doesn't give birth to me, spraying the world like a long night, come on!

It's like the top of the fairy, proud of the world, if you have my keyboard, you will be cherry

It's more like the key of a big river coming up, one key across the world.

They broke through the red dust, killed all the immortals, and cut nine in one hand.

If there is no real immortal in the world, they are willing to hold the key and turn into immortal.

First there was the keyboard, and then they turned to the gods.

And soon, they attracted more people to join their camp.

At the beginning, some people remembered what they were arguing for.

But as time goes by, no one can remember.

They only remember: spray!

Spray each other!

Words to tiger wolf in vulgar language!

Use Zuan's words against horse hunting!

When it is brilliant, it can be summarized in one word——

Gan!

The words are concise and concise, but they are overwhelming.

But Jason couldn't see it, he just felt a little bit hotter inexplicably.

Then he focused all his attention on the last ‘Wild Hunter’.

Even across the cell door, Jason could smell the strong smell of blood.

Similarly, the blood spewing from the corpses of the ‘big boy’ and the ‘wheelchair brainstormer’ also attracted the disheveled ‘wild hunter’ who gnawed human heads.

He held the head that had been chewed out of the bones and began to tentatively approach the cell door.

Little by little.

When he finally approached the prison door.

Click!

The prison door opened.

The ‘wild hunter’ named ‘head collector’ immediately backed away vigilantly.

After confirming that nothing happened, he went to the former school again

This scene attracted the ‘audience’ in front of the screen.

They paused to spray each other.

They began to pay attention to the picture in front of them.

They watched the ‘head collector’ walk out of the cell.

They saw the ‘head collector’ saw Jason.

Then, they saw the ‘head collector’ yelling in horror and began to back away again and again.

It looked like something terrifying and deadly being encountered.

"what happened?"

"This ‘head collector’ is not scared, is it?"

"Be confident upstairs and remove the question mark."

"But why?"

"Of course I feel the breath of the'strong man'!"

"The'new person' I suppress is the real strong one!"

...

It was another barrage, but soon, the barrage stopped.

Because, the ‘head collector’ who retracted into the cell appeared again.

He crawled out heartily and looked at the corpse of the "big boy" behind Jason in the distance. He began to swallow his saliva and then screamed at Jason.

That is intimidation.

It's like being among the beasts.

The ‘head collector’ treats Jason as a stronger ‘kind’.

But Jason is not a beast.

He is a ‘gourmet’.

Although sometimes I have to drink blood, but it is also disinfected.

As for eating directly?

Or similar heads?

"No table manners!"

Jason commented silently in his heart.

Therefore, when the ‘head collector’ couldn’t control his bloodthirsty instinct and rushed towards Jason, Jason raised his hand with a knife.

Feeling such a stab, the body in front of the'head collector' immediately stopped, as if it had eliminated the inertia, just stood there, and then quickly retreated.

He is going to return to the cell Zheng

In his cognition, the ‘cell’ is the nest.

The lair represents safety.

Although the ‘head collector’ has no wisdom, his instinct tells him that he can do it.

until--

Knife and light follow you like a shadow.

The ‘head collector’ is fast.

Jason is faster~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the heartbeat like a drum of war, Jason's figure passed the ‘head collector’.

He stood behind him.

Flip the wrist, shaking the blood on the blade.

The blood fell on the ground, showing a straight line of blood.

It's like the blood line on the neck of the ‘head collector’.

Smooth and neat.

It's like the perfect "one".

Subsequently,

Scarlet blooms.

The audience was boiling.

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