The Demon's Menu

Chapter 358: Demolish...?

358 Chapter 6 Demolish...?

As the representatives of the two groups gave the command, the men, their faces twisted in malicious grins and filled with murderous intent, charged directly at Jason.

They didn't use firearms.

It wasn't that they didn't have them, but rather they couldn't use them.

Although this place was secluded and hidden, gunfire would still attract unwanted trouble.

They certainly didn't want to encounter such trouble.

After all, their transaction was not something that could see the light of day.

As for whether they could take down Jason with their bare hands?

Just look at their numbers!

There were a dozen of them.

And on the other side, there was only one!

Taking down one man with a dozen was as easy as pie.

In fact, these people were quite confident. Not to mention a dozen, even in a 1VS1 situation, every one of them was confident they could take down Jason.

You must understand, they were professionals!

And Jason?

Although he looked tall and strong, he was just an ordinary person.

Could a strong lamb beat a lion?

The answer is, of course, no.

Even now, many were already licking their lips, ready to give Jason a warm welcome afterwards.

These past few days, for this transaction, they had accumulated quite a bit of stress.

It was time for a release.

And Jason?

He just as much didn't want to stir up trouble.

However, the trouble he cared about and the trouble these two groups cared about were not the same at all.

So, this created a wonderful misunderstanding and an inevitable outcome.

Watching the two groups rush at him, Jason slung off his backpack.

The next moment, he dual-wielded a shotgun and an automatic rifle.

The sneers on the faces of the charging men froze, and they stared dumbfounded at the barrels of the guns, then back at Jason, as if they were seeing a ferocious Tyrannosaurus Rex baring its sharp teeth and starting to roar!

Instinctively, these men reached for their guns, but by that time, Jason had already pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Ratatat!

The shotgun's pellets sprayed out en masse, instantly lethal at close range to ordinary people, while the continuous fire from the automatic rifle filled the gaps when the shotgun was being reloaded.

The two groups were stunned.

Enveloped by bullets, they were annihilated within a few breaths.

Both representatives included were lying in pools of blood.

Two black cases fell to the ground.

Jason walked over and picked up the two black cases.

One was filled with Old Banknotes.

The other contained a white powder which emitted an odor Jason found extremely distasteful.

Facing the latter, Jason didn't hesitate to summon a Flame in his hand.

Whoosh!

The fierce blaze quickly consumed the black case.

As for the case with the Old Banknotes?

After stuffing them all into his backpack, he likewise lit the case on fire.

Having finished all this, Jason quickly left the scene.

He couldn't be certain of the 'fridge's

Crash!

Muffled sounds continued, and collapses were unending.

When Jason finally burst out of the block and looked back, the already run-down neighborhood had collapsed by half.

"Not to attack me, but simply out of spite for those people calling her a crazy woman just now?"

A realization dawned on Jason.

At this moment, the solid wood of the power pole in the woman's hands snapped again.

She, holding the pole now broken into two pieces, directly threw it.

This time it was genuinely aimed at Jason.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The two pieces of the broken pole flew one after the other at Jason, who easily dodged them. The pieces plunged straight into the asphalt road, and meanwhile, the tall, muscular woman burst forth with incredible speed, closing the gap to only two or three meters from Jason.

Watching the approaching figure getting closer and closer, Jason was about to turn and leave.

But his nostrils subconsciously twitched.

Suddenly, Jason's footsteps came to a halt.