The Demon’s Menu

Under the night, when the wind blew, the trees swayed back and forth, and the shadows of the branches were staggered, like a paw that just wanted to catch prey. Jason looked at all this, and after taking a few deep breaths, he slammed on the accelerator.

Buzz!

A modified old car crossed the street with a roar and entered the destination requested by the ‘employer’.

Never sleeps in the 26th district!

Here, street shooting takes place at any time of day and night, and explosions are as random as fireworks.

If you can, Jason doesn't want to set foot here all his life.

Unfortunately, he had no choice.

Like a year ago, he suddenly traversed here, inheriting the work of his predecessor ‘Postman’ and the name ‘Jason’, both involuntarily.

Want not to do it?

Faced with a group of strong men holding guns and pointing at themselves, Jason who did n’t want to die naturally knew what he should do.

And this work is almost a year.

In the city that never sleeps, very few ‘postmen’ can work for a full year.

In fact, most ‘postmen’ have been unhappy for three months.

Even, after only one delivery, they disappeared one after another.

Part of is to smuggle goods away.

Of course, more of them were killed.

As a "postman" who is about to work for a year, Jason's good reputation has been favored by many employers, and many real jobs have begun to find Jason actively.

If you can, Jason will never accept these big jobs, even if those big jobs will bring extremely high compensation.

Because the hidden risks are beyond Jason ’s tolerance. He knows that he lives longer than other “postmen”, not because of his superior ability, but because he is not greedy and inquisitive, and he only bows his head. Do your own thing well, take what you deserve, and never look around.

However, Jason still has no choice.

Him, involuntarily.

He is just a "postman" under the "old man". Although his "performance" is good, he can only get him a better living environment and food than others, and then get some learning opportunities: from basic fighting to guns. use.

And this is also for him to better complete the work of the ‘postman’.

'Old Man' is not a philanthropist.

Real philanthropists will not keep a group of gunmen like gangsters.

Jason had seen how the ‘old man’ dealt with the ‘postman’ who did not complete the task, and those guys were hung on the poles, slowly air dried, and became food for the crow.

Therefore, in the face of the command of the ‘old man’, he could only choose to obey.

He didn't want to be hanged, and he didn't want to be crow's food after death.

Him, want to live.

So, he came to the more dangerous District 26.

Jason's eyes scanned the surroundings, striving not to let go of the slightest strangeness.

Holding the steering wheel tightly, Jason's concentration was unprecedented.

Jason did n’t want to be stopped by ‘ask the way’, let alone kissed by stray bullets.

According to the detailed map of each house number that took two hours to write down in his mind, Jason drove the car quickly around a few street corners and stopped exactly at the destination door.

No. 19, Ter Street, District 26.

A dilapidated building still has black marks after the explosion. Almost all three or more floors disappeared, leaving only two buildings.

Dong, dong dong.

"Hello, postman."

Knocked on the door and Jason reported himself.

After learning from a gossip that a colleague had been shot by a house owner because of a random door push, Jason developed a good habit of knocking on the door before entering the room.

Creaking.

The door was pulled open, and one eye was hidden in the darkness, looking at Jason.

When seeing the backpack in Jason ’s hand, the door slowly opened a larger gap, the owner of the house was still hidden in the darkness, only one hand was stretched out, and the black one was worn on this hand leather gloves.

Jason passed the backpack with great interest.

Then, holding his hands high, walking slowly back.

He doesn't want his actions to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

"and many more!"

The hoarse voice made Jason's steps back, and then the other party handed out a backpack.

"Bring this to 203 King Street in District 16 today before midnight!"

Said the other party.

"This is not in compliance ..."

"Okay, you have the final say!"

Jason said subconsciously, but when he saw the pistol in his hand, especially the muzzle pointed at him, Jason immediately changed his mouth, walked back carefully, and took the backpack.

Don't irritate guests at will.

Because, you never know what identity your guest is hiding.

This is the first piece of advice as a ‘postman’.

Jason has always kept in mind.

Is similar to the backpack Jason gave to each other, both shoulder bags, but this weight is at least more than double.

Jason restrained his curiosity very well, did not guess what was inside, and would not check it at will.

He just kept silent and stood in front of the door.

Since the other party chose ‘mailing’, they must pay. ’

This is the rule of the ‘postmen’ who never sleep.

Don't understand the rules?

It ’s not just the ‘postman’ who did n’t complete the mission to hang.

The other party clearly understands the rules.

After a while, a kraft paper bag was handed out.

"Your compensation."

After Jason took the kraft paper bag, the door closed immediately.

Didn't check his reward. When the door closed, Jason ran towards his car with a backpack and a brown paper bag.

His good eyesight has seen several people in the distance looking at it with bad intentions.

In the 26th district, where gangs are rampant, standing on the street without cover is like a little sheep entering the wolves, not only dangerous but deadly.

No matter how strong the body is, he can't stop a bullet from a dark place.

When he entered the driver's seat, Jason was slightly relieved, but immediately, he held his breath.

Because ...

The muzzle of a gun pressed against the back of his head.

Jason did n’t even know when there was an extra person in his car, but that did n’t prevent him from making the most correct choice—

He first raised his hands high, then spoke very quickly, but said very clearly.

"This gentleman, what do you want?"

"Is this, or my wallet? It's in the left pocket of my pants."

"Hand over both the backpack and the paper bag, don't play tricks!"

The voice came from behind his head, just like the muzzle that held the back of Jason's head, not only cold and hard, but also gave Jason no choice.

"Ok!"

Jason replied immediately.

This does not meet the rules of the ‘postman’, but Jason did not hesitate.

Rules?

In front of Xiaoming, worthless!

According to the other party's instructions, picked up the backpack and paper bag temporarily placed on the co-pilot and handed it to the other party.

The whole process because Jason still held his left hand, the upper body did not turn, only rely on the right hand to take things, hand things, and became slow and awkward, the other party seemed to be eager to wait, just handed over half of things in Jason's right hand At that time, I took it away.

Although Jason chose to let go when the opponent raised his hand, the sense of involvement from the backpack still made Jason's fingers feel pain.

Under the premise of having a pistol against the back of his head, Jason squeezed his mouth tightly to prevent himself from making a sound. At the same time, he lowered his head and did not choose to look at the rear of the car through the mirror.

The other party was able to enter his car without him being aware, obviously not ordinary people.

At least, only two of the old men can do this.

The two guys are the confidants of the old man. One of them is his fighting and firearms teacher, and the other is a guy who can knock him down with a single blow.

Let's get along for a long time, let him understand that any face-to-face observation of this kind of person, just give the other party alert.

Once the other party's alertness was triggered, then he was really dead.

but,

Jason also did not choose true obedience.

Because, he cannot guarantee whether the other party will shoot.

Faced with the threat of life, if obedience can be safe and sound, Jason will definitely choose obedience, but if obedience can not save his own life, Jason does not mind to go all out.

He adjusted his breath according to the way he was taught, preparing to check the backpack and kraft paper bag when the other party ... grab the gun!

This is not an easy task.

But Jason knew it was his only chance.

The only thing to be thankful is that from the first day of being a "postman", Jason, who lacks a sense of security in his heart, has practiced similar situations more than once for his own life.

In the past year, except for the necessary things, Jason imagined in his mind what kind of trouble he would encounter when eating, and how to solve UU reading www.uukanshu.com.

And, try countless times for it and try to be the best.

As a ‘postman’, the situation in the car where he was suddenly hit with a gun in the back of his head was the most dangerous situation for him to practice.

The sound of the zipper being opened was heard in the ear.

three!

Two!

One!

Silently calculating the time when the other party saw the items in the backpack, Jason, who has simulated countless times, was almost instinctive. He flashed the upper body to the right, and at the same time, his left hand grabbed the other person ’s wrist, and then immediately exhausted his energy Push up the muzzle.

boom!

The moment the muzzle rose, the gun rang, the bullet passed Jason's ear, and shot through the roof of the car instantly. The right hand just grabbed the barrel, and then pulled it home.

Click!

Clear and crisp sound came from the other person's finger.

Human knuckles are flexible and fragile. Even after a long period of exercise, it is not difficult to find the right angle, and it is not difficult to strike at one blow-this is the guy who taught him to fight and shoot. Jason keeps in mind , I also practiced countless times to save my life.

So, everything becomes easy.

The only difference is the real screams.

Is even more miserable than Jason imagined.

Even, it can be said to be horrible.

"Ahhhh!"

In the painful cry, the other party let go, Jason grabbed the pistol, did not turn around, but pushed the door and got out of the car, then turned around and pointed the gun at the back.

However, when Jason looked clearly at the back row of the car at the moment, the whole body was trembling.