The surging aura was like an explosion, rushing in all directions to the west with a roar.
Stab, sting.
The artificial light source above the head of ‘Fishbone Street’ was blown left and right, and there were even traces of electric sparks appearing.
In the flickering of light and darkness, a huge monster with scarlet eyes and a gaping mouth flashed in front of everyone's eyes.
Just a moment.
But everyone was trembling.
The smiling waiter had a frozen face.
The dancing girls started to get stiff.
The accordion player's fingers began to freeze.
The children who were chasing and laughing stood there one by one, not daring to move.
Their instinct is telling them——
Do not move!
A move...
will be eaten!
However, fear drives them and makes them run.
Completely opposite commands are coming from the brain.
This caused their bodies to appear ridiculously uncoordinated.
But no one around him could laugh.
They looked at each other, only feeling an inexplicable strange feeling.
Then--
"Don't eat me!"
"Don't eat me!"
A figure in the 'Fishbone Street' ran towards the depths of the street. The figure burst into tears and staggered. He fell to the ground after just two steps, but immediately got up and continued running.
But after running less than 10 meters, he was pushed to the ground by several guards.
The other party resisted.
But there is no method, just an instinctive struggle.
While struggling, he continued to shout.
"Don't eat me!"
Undoubtedly, such struggle is useless.
The guards effortlessly shackled the man who dared to offend Her Majesty the Queen.
Not brought back to Her Majesty the Queen.
Instead, he followed the instructions of the guard commander and took the other party into prison.
As for what happens next?
Leave everything to the leader.
The middle-aged man who had greeted Jason and his party at the guard box watched his men leave with the offender.
The middle-aged man's face maintained a cold and murderous look.
"Those bastards."
He cursed in his heart.
He knew very well how the offender appeared.
And this also made him less hesitant when he had already made a decision.
However, there is one more thing to deal with at the moment.
The man beside Her Majesty the Queen!
The guard commander looked at Jason standing in front of the barbecue grill, his eyes full of fear.
He never thought that a veteran could have such strength.
He felt the trembling feeling just now.
He also felt the powerlessness and fear that followed.
As the commander of the guards, he instinctively hopes that Her Majesty the Queen will leave such a man.
It's really too dangerous.
So, he headed there directly.
He raised his hand and waved to the bewildered waiters, dancers, organ players and 'children'.
Then, looking at Jason and his party with a smile, he explained:
"We are preparing for a celebration."
"This was an unsuccessful rehearsal."
"Please forgive me."
With that said, the guard commander bowed.
Immediately, the female pastry chef subconsciously returned the favor.
Immediately, the guard commander turned sideways to avoid such a return gift.
Griffin looked at this scene with twinkling eyes.
He was sure that the female pastry chef was unusual.
There is no doubt that everything in front of me is for the female pastry chef.
Definitely not just for the 550,000 bounty!
Because he already recognized who the middle-aged man in front of him was.
Doll Dodd, the Sheriff of Fishbone Street.
Except for a few overlords, the person with the most power on the 'Fishbone Street' would definitely not be the one who would wrong himself for a bounty of 550,000.
And who can be the person who can make the other person look kind and even grovel?
Those children of those overlords?
Not qualified!
Not to mention the children of those overlords!
Even the overlord itself would find it difficult to get the other party to do this.
But besides these overlords, is there a higher-level existence in ‘Fishbone Street’?
Impossible!
If there is a higher-level existence, why are there fights in ‘Fishbone Street’?
Griffin guessed.
Then, he turned to Edward with his hands behind his back. After little Benxi made a gesture, he looked at Jason.
When everything is unclear, it is natural to unite and deal with the outside world.
Jason is an indispensable fighting force among them, so he naturally wants to join in at this time... Come?
Click, click.
With a lot of sauce on it, Jason didn't have any fuss over the roasted bone-in meat. He just stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it with big mouthfuls.
Jason couldn't help laughing amid the crisp sound.
Griffin watched this scene and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Are you still eating at this time?
Are you the reincarnation of gluttony?
Want to eat to the end of the world?
Griffin couldn't help roaring in his heart, but on the surface he took a step forward calmly, blocking the female pastry chef behind him, as did Edward and little Bansi.
Griffin could clearly detect something was wrong with the look in the eyes of the 'Fishbone Street' Sheriff in front of him.
Edward and little Bansi also noticed it. They put their hands on the handles of the guns and lined up on the left and right, so that the female pastry chef was under a "full frontal defense" protection.
Doll Dodd looked at this scene and was amused in his heart at first.
Just because you want to act as His Majesty’s defense?
But then he thought again.
Could this be what His Majesty wants?
Thinking of this, Dolldodd immediately changed his mind.
"Everyone, I have something else to do, so I will take my leave now."
"If anything happens, you can notify the guards."
"They'll help you deal with it."
After saying that, Dolldod turned around and left.
This scene made Griffin, Edward, and Benxi a little confused.
After the three of them looked at each other, they looked at Jason again.
Then……
They saw Hannibal taking out more meat from the refrigerator nearby, putting it on a spit, and roasting it for Jason.
"Hey, hey, this is 'Fishbone Street'!"
"You're not here for a picnic!"
"Can you be more serious?"
"Give it due dignity?"
Griffin couldn't help but complain.
Hannibal thought what Griffin said made sense, so instead of baking them in batches, he took them out at once and baked them all.
With enough ingredients and seasonings, Hannibal's cooking skills are immediately displayed to the fullest.
The scent made Edward and little Benxi stop involuntarily.
You know, they didn't have enough for dinner.
However, the two swallowed their saliva and did not fight with Jason.
It’s not that I don’t want to.
But don't dare.
There is no doubt that such waiting is excruciating.
The only good thing is that Jason ate quickly enough.
Edward and little Bansi never thought that one day, they would thank Jason for eating quickly.
After finishing the last skewer of barbecue, Jason took the handkerchief handed over by Hannibal.
"grateful."
“Really delicious.”
Jason praised.
“Happy to serve you.”
Hannibal accepted the compliment, took off his apron, and made a gesture of invitation.
Jason stepped forward.
He still remembers his target ‘233 Fishbone Street’.
The female pastry chef immediately caught up and inserted herself between Jason and Hannibal, using herself to separate Jason and Hannibal.
Then, he pretended to count the street numbers seriously.
"221, 222, 22...huh?"
Just when the female pastry chef was about to count to 223, a group of guards blocked the way.
"Sorry, half of the street is temporarily closed to the public."
The guard said to the female pastry chef very politely.
"Why?"
The female pastry chef asked subconsciously.
"because……"
Before the guard could finish speaking, flames emerged from No. 223.
Immediately afterwards——
boom!
In the huge explosion, several figures rushed out and headed straight for Jason and his party.
