The Demon’s Menu

A dozen rockets completely enveloped the convoy.

The flames burst and the flames rolled.

Five cars were bombed into the sky.

The huge shock wave shattered the glass of the surrounding buildings, and the "luminous cooking pavilion" was also affected.

The waiters and chefs were pale and panicked.

Obviously, they have never experienced such a thing.

At this time, a man who appeared to be a manager came out calmly.

"Appease the guests."

"Call the police."

The man was about forty years old, neatly dressed, and wearing a bandage-like ornament on his head.

No, a therapeutic bandage.

It's the kind of bandage used by chefs to prevent hair fall.

When chef hats became popular, such bandages disappeared.

Especially in the Silver District, he quickly accepted the chef hat.

The ancient costumes from the East have long been regarded as outdated by most chefs.

The whole bandage is khaki-yellow, it is spotlessly cleaned, but it has a strong sense of age. In some places, it has been repaired many times, but it did not give people any discomfort.

On the contrary, people who see this headband will only feel that it should be so.

Is it because the person wearing it is calm and composed?

Or is it because of the habit of people around?

Jason didn't know.

However, when the middle-aged chef came, Jason couldn't help but turn up.

There are many scents of food on the other side.

Beef, lamb, pork, seafood, etc.

Each one is so delicious.

The real master chef!

Maybe Jason can't cook, but his nose can tell good from bad.

Come to the right place!

Jason thought from the bottom of his heart.

"Guests, please go to the cooking booth and wait for a while."

"I have already called the police."

"The police will come soon."

The middle-aged chef said so.

Ryosuke shook his head. He looked at Jason, Hui Lijing, and the old monk Tong Shou Temple.

"I'll check it out first."

After speaking, Ryosuke ran towards the explosion.

"Hey……"

"Let him go."

"This is his duty."

Hui Lijing was about to say something, but was stopped by the old monk Tongshousi.

The female detective blinked and said nothing.

Ryosuke is a policeman.

Still a good policeman.

Naturally, it is impossible to turn a blind eye to such a thing.

But when she saw the old monk walking along, she was taken aback.

"Grandmaster?"

Hui Lijing spoke in confusion.

"Police Officer Ryosuke is my guest tonight."

"Of course I have to guarantee the safety of my guests."

The old monk put his hands together, got up, quickened his pace, and walked side by side with Ryosuke.

Jason frowned.

In the end, it followed.

In his perception, there was still a lot of malicious aura in the explosion range.

The old monk may not be able to handle it.

The old monk agreed to invite him to dinner.

He didn't want an accident to the old monk.

Looking at the three people walking together, Hui Lijing's reason told herself that it was not desirable. The detective code clearly told her that it was nothing to do with herself and to hang up high.

But emotionally, Hui Lijing can't control it.

Since it is four people coming together.

It is naturally four people acting together.

Thinking of this, Hui Lijing also caught up.

The middle-aged chef stared at this scene in a daze.

Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at the waiter aside.

"Who are these four guests?"

He asked curiously.

"It was Master Tongshou Temple who ordered the meal."

"I have eaten in our store several times."

"Is a very kind master."

The waiter said immediately.

"Ok."

The middle-aged chef nodded, and after pondering for a while, he said: "In the future, when the master and the three people just come back to the store, they will get a 20% discount."

After speaking, the middle-aged chef returned to the shop.

Some things are destined for him not to participate.

He is just a cook.

Therefore, he can only do his duty as a chef.

Prepare every meal.

As for more?

That is excellence.

In the name of ancestors!

The middle-aged chef recalled, speeding up his pace.

"What meal did they order?"

"Full beef meal!"

No need to check, the waiter answered affirmatively.

He had already remembered what the guests ate every night.

Therefore, he became the manager of ‘Luminous Cooking Pavilion’.

"Is the beef full meal?"

"Give them another dumpling."

"I gave it."

As the middle-aged chef said, he walked to the seafood cabinet on the side and picked out a few prawns.

The waiter was startled looking at the chef's movements.

"Chef, you are making shrimp dumplings, do you have them ready for the back chef?"

He asked puzzled.

"I just saw a scene that made my heart warm, and my heart told me that I should cook a meal for them by myself."

The middle-aged chef answered.

"Do you need me to arrange someone to fight you?"

"No, it's different, it must be done by myself."

After the middle-aged chef finished speaking, he carried the prawns and walked towards the back kitchen.

"Do it by yourself?"

"Could it be..."

"Thang Long Dumplings?!"

The waiter who was the lobby manager suddenly thought of something.

The gaze at the chef just brightened.

His eyes were full of expectation.

...

Ryosuke looked at the three people who followed, and his heart was filled with emotion.

But you don't expect a hypocritical middle-aged man to say thank you to you.

That is impossible.

You insist on saying that it's better to kill him.

He couldn't speak.

He will only remember it in his heart.

With guns in both hands, Ryosuke approached the explosion site with a standard tactical action.

Don't worry about the fuel tank exploding.

Under the just round of bombing.

The fuel tank has exploded long ago.

At the same time, there were no living people in the convoy.

Although such a result had already been guessed, when the facts emerged, Ryosuke still looked ugly.

He just hoped that some people would survive.

After all, rockets were used in the urban area so exaggerated.

The person to be dealt with must be somebody.

It is natural that one or two "mysterious side" people appear next to such a big man.

Ordinary people may not survive.

But the ‘mysterious side’ people have a considerable chance of surviving.

just……

"Faced with rockets, is it difficult for people on the'mysterious side' to resist it?"

Ryosuke muttered to himself softly.

"Technology is advancing, and the times are developing."

"When guns and cannons appeared, some things had already quietly changed."

"Justice is only at gunpoint."

"The truth is within range."

"It may be ridiculous, but it is a real existence-in the area of ​​silver, the reason why the'mysterious side' is divided into the past and the present, and even other names, is because of the appearance of gunpowder."

"It's appearance, for the first time ordinary people have the qualifications to be treated squarely."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple whispered.

The eyes are somewhat complicated.

As a person who was a monk, he really liked the appearance of gunpowder, as he said, the appearance of gunpowder changed the entire era.

However, as the successor of the former Tongshou Temple, he has the ‘mysterious side’ power that ordinary people envy, and he hopes that he is in that age of mystery supremacy.

Sure enough, I am a vacillating guy!

The old monk Tongshou Temple rebuked himself in his heart.

Then, I started to recite the Heart Sutra again.

Hui Lijing was standing beside Jason, carefully looking around.

Her instinct as a female warrior told her that the danger has not gone far.

Jason's eyes were locked in several positions long before Hui Lijing.

Standing in front of the wreckage of five cars, Jason's hand touched involuntarily and placed it on the handle of the short-handled wide-bladed machete in the backpack behind him.

wait?

This is not Jason's style.

What he is used to is to take the initiative.

However, just when Jason was about to do it, the people in those positions left quickly.

Ok?

Jason's perception made him look at the other side of the road.

There, several cars are coming at a speed.

When the car stopped, a young man rushed out of the car.

When he saw the young man, the old monk Tongshousi grabbed Ryosuke, letting Ryosuke and himself retreat to Jason's side.

"what happened?"

Ryosuke did not resist.

Just when the old monk was willing to come with him, Ryosuke recognized the friend.

For friends, Ryosuke such a hypocritical middle-aged man unconditionally believes.

"Huakaiyuan people."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple whispered.

"Huakaiyuan?"

"hiss!"

"Four big onmyoji families?"

Ryosuke was taken aback for a moment, then took a breath.

Although today is his first day to work in the "zero class", he has not learned any decent information, but he does know about the "four major families of onmyoji".

Because... Tomimonmoto.

Therefore, Ryosuke is very clear about what Huakaiyuan represents as one of the "Four Great Onmyoji Family".

Immediately, Ryosuke remained silent.

There was worry in his eyes.

People from Huakaiyuan showed up, and the people who died here should be members of the Huakaiyuan family, or someone who is very closely related. Otherwise, the Huakaiyuan family’s people would not be able to rush to the scene so quickly. .

In trouble!

Although the Huakaiyuan family is not as overbearing as the Tuyumen family.

But it's not easy to get along with.

In other words, in the materials that Ryosuke learned, none of the'four big onmyoji families' get along well.

And now they are at the death scene of someone close to each other.

The opponent will naturally be angry.

Even if he has the status of ‘zero class’, it’s useless.

Ryosuke doesn't mind if he is only involved.

He is a lonely guy anyway.

No one cares.

Ryosuke did not want to see Jason, Tong Shou Temple, and Hui Lijing implicated.

What should I do?

Ryosuke frowned and thought.

"Do not worry."

"nothing."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple comforted Liangjie in a low voice.

This is just instinct and habit.

Since becoming a master of Tongshou Temple, the old monk has been habitually soothing people.

And every time, most weeks are full of surprises.

Those who were comforted by the old monk immediately cast a respectful look at him.

By the time the old monk found out, it was too late.

He was regarded as a true master.

Just like this time.

When the words were spoken, the old monk regretted a little.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world.

He can only hold on.

Even when facing the young man from the Huakaiyuan family, he could only hold on with his sharp gaze.

Of course, the hard support of the old monk is different from that of ordinary people.

He folded his hands together and chanted softly.

Use habitual movements to hide his panic.

When he became a master of Tongshou Temple, the old monk was really afraid of revealing himself.

So, the experience of walking on the streets came in handy.

He made a habitual movement for himself to hide his tension.

And a monk, is there anything more monk than putting his hands together?

The answer is no.

Therefore, the old monk of Tongshou Temple began to practice continuously.

He stood in the Buddhist hall, smelling the sandalwood, and chanting this scripture.

In my mind, I was visualizing myself being held by a gun against his head, being held by a knife on his neck, and so on.

At the beginning, his chants were trembling.

That was scared.

But later, he became more and more stable.

Even in reality, the old monk can do well.

After more than ten years of accumulation, such a habitual movement has completely penetrated my bones.

In other words, it is completely imprinted in the soul.

Even, some special changes have taken place.

At this moment, as the old monk folded his hands together and chanted softly, everyone who saw it would feel relaxed, as if the drum beat of the morning bell and the evening appeared in the ear, and it seemed that the sound of Zen appeared.

Ryosuke instantly calmed down.

The young man from the Huakaiyuan Family was also startled.

Afterwards, the other party carefully identified the old monk. UU reading www.uukANAnshu.com

After about a second or two, surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Is this Master Tongshou Temple?"

The young man asked.

"Just Tongshou Temple monk."

"The master has someone else."

The old monk replied with folded hands.

Someone else?

Tongshou Temple found a new successor?

The young man in the Huakai Academy thought quickly in his mind, while his eyes couldn't help but look at Jason, Hui Lijing and Ryosuke.

Since Tongshou Temple has an heir, the people who are with the original master Tongshou Temple are likely to be heirs.

First, Hui Lijing was ruled out.

Although Tongshou Temple does not have so many rules, it is impossible for a woman to inherit it.

Then, Ryosuke was ruled out.

Ryosuke is a man, but his temperament is not the same.

That kind of dress and standing posture at this moment is more like a policeman than a ‘mysterious side’ person.

The heir of Tongshou Temple must be a ‘mysterious side’.

This is beyond doubt.

Finally, the young man from the Huakaiyuan family turned his gaze to Jason.

So tall and strong.

The breath is restrained.

His eyes are calm.

His face was indifferent.

This should be regarded as the new successor of Tongshou Temple!

Young people are very sure.

Then, his gaze moved up and looked over Jason's head.

No bald?

Haven't been shaved yet?

Thinking in my heart, the young man hurriedly saluted the old monk of Tongshou Temple.

"I have seen the master."

The young man leaned to the old monk, and then saluted Jason.

"I have seen the new successor of Tongshou Temple."

The old monk put his hands together in return.

Jason was staring at the young man closely, his saliva secreted rapidly, and a long roar was heard in his stomach——

Goo!