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Chapter 23 Mask, Knife, Meat!

Jason opened the door.

The sun shines on the iron ladder from one side. A middle-aged man is standing uneasily at the door. The man's high-end suit is already covered with mud, especially his shoes.

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After seeing Jason, the other party seemed to have seen a savior, and rushed over to grab Jason's hand.

Jason stepped back without leaving a trace, avoiding the opponent's palm.

"What's up?"

Jason asked very coldly.

Jason has always been like this with strangers.

No matter what the other party's purpose is.

"Help me!"

"My name is Modo, and I am a businessman."

"Business was very good yesterday..."

When he discovered that Jason had not invited him into the office, the middle-aged man who called himself Modo stood at the door and recounted his horrific experience.

Modo is an electrical appliance businessman.

Like the owner of "Rock Electric", they mainly sell second-hand goods.

But unlike the wealthy rock owner, Modo does not have a store, but mainly operates as a 'broker'.

He would walk around the streets to find customers who wanted to sell second-hand electrical appliances, then buy them at a low price and sell them to shops like "Rock Electrical Appliances".

Of course, there must be some tricks in it.

Jason didn't believe that a second-hand electrical appliance dealer could afford a hand-stitched suit and calfskin shoes.

However, Jason did not interrupt the other party, and just listened to the other party continue speaking.

"It's rare. Business was very good yesterday."

"To reward myself, I found a tavern."

"Then, I drank until late at night..."

Last night, the night in Silver District was deeper than before.

But for Modo, who was drunk, it didn't matter at all.

He hummed "Country Community" and staggered on his way home.

The straight-line distance from the tavern to his home is only 7,800 meters, which is very close. However, it requires crossing a wooden bridge, which is not a waste of time.

Squeak, squeak.

Walking on the wooden bridge, he heard the soft and familiar sound of wood under his feet, which made him even more drunk and unsteady on his feet.

As a last resort, he held on to the handrail of the bridge and stood there to rest.

After feeling dizzy for about ten seconds or more than half a minute, he felt much better, and then he was ready to go home.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that there was an extra girl on the outside of the bridge.

The girl stepped over the railing and stood at the edge of the bridge, half of her feet dangling in the air, her eyes were red and swollen, and tears still remained on her cheeks.

It was obvious that this was suicide.

'Girl, wait!'

'Please wait a moment!'

'Did something happen to you?'

'You can talk to me!'

Modo persuaded subconsciously, but did not dare to act rashly. He was afraid of shocking the girl who wanted to die, so he just stood there and spoke in the gentlest voice possible.

The girl heard Modo's words, but ignored them. Instead, she covered her face with her hands and sobbed softly.

'Maybe you were emotionally hurt, right?'

Modo guessed.

The girl in front of him was neatly dressed. This outfit looked very familiar to him. He had seen it in a certain magazine before.

Although he couldn't appreciate the quality of the clothes, the price was extremely expensive. The string of zeros on the price made him feel suffocated.

To be able to wear such clothes, your family must be very well off.

You will definitely not worry about money.

Plus the girl's age.

Then there is only emotional pain left.

In fact, this is also true.

'Why doesn't he love me?'

'Why doesn't he love me?'

'Why doesn't he love me?'

The girl whispered.

'No one can explain such things as love. If there is no fate, it is really difficult to be together.'

Modo thought for a while and used his own understanding to convince the other party.

However, as a single man, such persuasion is obviously weak and weak.

The girl's sobbing became even louder.

The voice came from under the palm covering his face.

'But he clearly said he loved me?'

Faced with such questions, the old bachelor Modo was speechless.

Although when he was drinking with the ladies, his fluent speech was amazing, but at this time, he couldn't speak like a man, he was a liar, right?

Not to mention, instead of believing what a man says, why not believe that a sow can climb a tree?

He couldn't say it.

After all, he is a man.

Modo was silent.

The girl continued talking.

'It was all good in the beginning.'

'But why after we confirmed our relationship, all we have to do is eat or not, go to bed early, have a meeting today, wear more clothes, drink hot water, that girl is my sister, this thing is a bit expensive, I have to work for a day

I'm very tired. I really like you. Don't make trouble. It's really not what you said. You drank too much and talked nonsense. We are really good friends.'

Hearing such words, Modo didn't know what to say anymore.

Because, he often said this to the young ladies.

The indescribable embarrassment left him with a lump in his throat.

In the end, he could only say.

'Maybe you are really thinking too much and he is really tired.'

'Then why would he take other girls out?'

'After being caught by me, you still told me naturally that I just want to give every girl a home?'

'Why? He can be so calm?'

Facing the girl's question, Modo was stunned.

He didn't expect that someone could be such a scumbag.

He should study more.

Thinking in his heart, Modo persuaded him again.

'Maybe it's just a joke?'

'You have to know, sometimes men can't help themselves.'

Modo continued.

'So, what he said, 'Why can't I call you wife when I have a girlfriend? She is a girlfriend, you are a wife, a baby is a baby, a baby is a baby, that's different.' Does that make sense?'

the girl asked.

It seems to make some sense.

Modo thought in his heart, but on the surface he answered righteously.

'Scumbag!'

He looked filled with anger and looked like a scumbag who deserves to be punished by God.

In fact, he quietly approached the girl.

He wants to grab the other person and pull the other person back.

Although he was drunk, due to the size difference between the two parties, Modo was confident that as long as he caught the girl, he would be able to save her.

'That's right, he's a scumbag.'

'So, I bagged him four.'

The girl whispered.

The sobbing stopped at this time.

Four bags?!

Modo paused and stared at the girl. It was only then that he discovered that there were dark red marks under the girl's clothes.

It's blood!

Modo's scalp suddenly became numb.

He looked at the girl at a loss.

There is a difference between saving a person and saving a murderer.

At least in Modo's view, people who kill people can no longer be regarded as human beings.

What's more, it's still...dismemberment.

Swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Modo wanted to make his dry throat feel more moist.

However, not only did this not make him feel better, it actually made him feel more nervous.

Unconsciously, Modo began to retreat.

But the girl discovered it.

'Are you afraid of me?'

the girl asked.

'No, no, how could it be?'

Modo stammered.

'Then why did you back away?'

The girl continued to ask.

'I drank too much and my steps are unsteady.'

Modo answered.

'oh!'

'Then let me wake you up!'

Saying these words, the girl put down her hands covering her face.

Immediately, Modo, who retreated, was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

What kind of face is that?

There are no eyes, no nose, and no mouth. It is all white, like the white of a hard-boiled egg.

'Oh my god!'

With such a scream, Modo rolled and crawled and ran towards the bottom of the bridge.

Not through the bridge.

Because where the girl was standing was the direction leading to his home.

He didn't dare to approach the girl at all, so he could only turn around and run towards the tavern from which he came.

'Don't close the door!'

Modo prayed in his heart.

He didn't know what he was encountering or what happened.

However, he knew that at this time, one more person would make people feel more at ease.

What's more, there was more than one person in the tavern.

When he just left, there were two other tables of customers who ordered chicken skewers and roasted garlic.

After running off the bridge, Modo looked at the tavern with lanterns in the distance and ran as fast as he could.

When he pushed open the door of the tavern, he found that there were no customers in the tavern except the owner who was cleaning up.

Have everyone left already?

Did I just take a long time?

Modo was stunned.

'What's the matter, Modo?'

'Did you leave something behind?'

the tavern owner asked.

Because Modo often drinks here, the two parties are very familiar with each other.

'No, it's not.'

Modo gasped and shook his head.

'Then what happened to you?'

'Highway robber?'

'That shouldn't be the case, the security nearby is very good.'

The boss continued to ask.

'no.'

'I met a girl...'

'girl?'

'A girl actually scared you like this. Is she ugly?'

The boss looked curious.

'Not ugly, very beautiful at first.'

'But, but then, she put her hand on her face and wiped it, and her whole face became nothing, leaving only a bare face... I, I don't know how to describe it specifically.'

'It's terrible anyway.'

'I escaped with great difficulty.'

Modo looked frightened.

The boss laughed.

'What did I think it was? It turns out it is like this.'

'Then you see...is this true?'

As he said that, the boss raised his hand and wiped it on his face.

Suddenly, the face that was normal a moment ago became bald this moment, and the eyes, mouth, nose, etc. all disappeared.

'ah!'

Modo screamed and fainted.

When he woke up, it was already dawn.

He was not in the tavern, nor near the tavern, but by the bridge.

After waking up, Modo was at a loss.

When he recalled these things, his face turned pale, and then he started running crazily towards the 'rock electrical appliances'.

"Before, Boss Rock told me that a new exorcism office has been opened here."

"I laughed at it at the time, thinking it was a trick."

"But now, this place has become my life-saving straw."

"Please save me."

With that said, Modo knelt down in front of Jason.

Jason raised his eyebrows.

Then, he turned around and walked towards the room.

Seeing this scene, Mo was overjoyed.

He stood up, carefully walked into the room, closed the door, locked it, and said in an increasingly humble tone: "Why is your office called 'Mask X Machete X Meat'?"

"What's wrong?"

Jason asked without looking back.

"nothing."

"It just feels a little weird."

Modo answered.

"Is it weirder than what you encountered yesterday?"

Jason continued to ask.

"Of course not!"

"What happened yesterday was the weirdest thing in my life. That's why I'm here, isn't it?"

Modo answered with certainty.

Then, he asked Jason back.

But before Jason could answer, this guy immediately continued talking.

"Thank you again for helping me."

"This is reward, not respect."

As Modo spoke, he took out a wet wallet from his arms, raised it above his head in a respectful bow, and handed it to Jason.

Jason stopped, put on his hockey mask, and then turned around.

He picked up the wallet Modo handed him.

Modo took advantage of the situation and raised his head.

Then, a face without eyes, nose, and mouth appeared in front of Jason's eyes.

Similarly, Jason wearing a mask also entered Modo's 'vision'.

Modo, who wanted to wait for the screams and fear, was stunned.

It stared at Jason's cold and calm eyes behind the mask, and shuddered involuntarily.

How does it feel a little scary!

Why does it want to scream?

But I haven't waited for it to continue to react.

Jason had already spoken.

"mask."

Jason pointed to the hockey mask on his face.

"Machete."

The cold light of the blade blessed with the evil-breaking slash flickered in the office.

The next moment, a silver slash passed through Modo's body.

Modo didn't even react and was cut into two.

puff!

Just like a punctured balloon, the body that fell to the ground began to shrivel up quickly, leaving only a short and fat monster between a raccoon and a dog.

The fur color is dark brown, the mouth is white, the limbs are short and black, and the tail is thick and short.

At this moment it is divided into two.

Jason picked up the 'food' and said calmly.

"Meat."



"So, you were attacked?"

"Is this meat the meat of a 'demon'?"

Hui Lijing stared at Jason carrying the 'food' with wide eyes.

"Attack?"

"No!"

"Just pre-dinner etiquette."

Jason said and handed the 'food' to Hui Lijing.

"Help me cook it."

"I'll pay for it."

Jason said this.

With the opportunity to cook, Jason began to like making food more delicious.

"good."

After Hui Lijing hesitated for a moment, she nodded.

She has come into contact with the 'mysterious side', and if she cannot be resistant or afraid of these 'monsters', then use them as ingredients and make delicious dishes to overcome her psychological fear!

Having made the decision, Hui Lijing took action immediately.

At this time, Boss Rock opened the cafe.

Seeing Jason safe and sound, the boss was obviously relieved.

"I've prepared the new TV. How often do you need it?"

the boss asked.

"It will be all right."

"Boss Rock, do you know a man named Modo?"

Jason asked.

"Modo?"

"That scumbag?"

"The girl who deceived her feelings was eventually put into four bags by the girl and thrown into the river. When she found her body, the fish had almost eaten it up!"

Boss Rock sneered at Modo.

"If that guy hadn't owed too much money and a large group of people were looking for him, he would never have been found."

"I just feel sorry for that girl."

"Originally, I was the daughter of a big consortium, but unfortunately I was deceived by a scumbag like Modo."

As he said that, Boss Rock sighed and shook his head.

"That girl is so pitiful."

"What happened to her in the end?"

"Has he been executed?"

Hui Lijing, who was handling the ingredients, couldn't help but poke her head out.

"No."

"Her family pushed forward the proposal to amend the law and abolish the death penalty."

"Because of her poor mental state, she was allowed to be released on medical parole."

"Now?"

"Probably recuperating in a seaside resort?"

Boss Rock's words made Hui Lijing, who had just been filled with pity and pity, froze in place.

She didn't know what expression to use at all.

Seeing Hui Lijing's appearance, Boss Yan couldn't help but shook his head again.

"This is reality!"

Boss Rock said and looked at Jason. He walked to the seat next to Jason. After sitting down, he said in a very low voice -

"Jason, have you ever heard of...'The Cursed Tape'?"


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