The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 748: Making the Most of Everything (2)

Chapter 748: Chapter 8 Making the Most of Everything_2

Reward?

Galen’s eyes flashed with confusion.

Although Galen, born to a poor family, was smart and collected quite a lot of ‘game’ information, he was completely unaware of some details that required money and secrecy.

And since he had become one of the ‘winners’ of the preliminaries, he had rushed to the hospital anxiously and hadn’t taken the time to understand more.

So, he was unclear about more of the ‘game rules’.

But this appearance of Galen all the more enthralled Send 9.

...

He smiled and lowered his head, looking at Galen, who was sitting there, and started speaking in a playful tone.

Spectators’ will help some ‘survivors’ they feel good about.”

"Otherwise, where did your lighter come from earlier?”

The words of Send 9 made Galen instinctively reach into his pocket.

That’s where he kept the lighter he had obtained before.

The lighter that had turned around his ‘life and death’ situation.

It wasn’t an accident?

It was a reward!

Yes, how could that kind of accident happen?

What am I still being naive about?

But, is Jason my lifesaver?

The ‘Frenzied Hunter’?

The unexpected message threw Galen into a momentary daze.

After a short while, the young lumberjack took a deep breath.

He looked up again, fixing his gaze on Send 9.

"Do you want me to attack my lifesaver?”

"Impossible!”

"I will definitely not do such a thing.”

Galen’s categorical refusal resounded, completely rejecting Send 9’s suggestion.

Perhaps he couldn’t have his revenge.

But he certainly wouldn’t submit.

Nor would he repay kindness with ingratitude.

He, Galen, had his own bottom line in life.

"Heh heh.”

"I like simple people like you.”

"Don’t reject so quickly.”

"There’s always a time for change.”

"And

"The night is still long.”

Send 9 smiled and gave a slight wave of his hand, and two bodyguards stepped out from the surrounding group, heading towards Galen.

Galen, who was sitting on the step, suddenly stood up and charged towards Send 9.

Send 9’s smile remained unchanged.

He simply watched as Galen rushed towards him.

They were 5 meters apart.

But those 5 meters might as well have been the distance between heaven and earth.

He was confident Galen couldn’t reach him.

Just as he was sure that Galen would eventually submit.

The bodyguard, disguised as an old man and standing before Send 9, took action, stepping forward swiftly to appear before Galen, his hand shaping into a palm strike aiming directly at Galen’s abdomen.

The bodyguard had controlled his strength to ensure Galen wouldn’t die.

He had heard his master’s ‘interest’.

Thus, he would only temporarily deprive Galen of his ability to act.

As the bodyguard appeared abruptly before him, Galen threw a punch, hoping to block the bodyguard’s attack.

Unfortunately, not only did the punch fail to stop the bodyguard, but in the face of the bodyguard’s sudden acceleration, it also made him completely lose all his strength to resist.

Bang!

The bodyguard’s palm struck Galen’s abdomen.

The solid abdominal muscles were useless against such a blow.

Gulp!

Galen instinctively clutched his stomach, kneeling and retching loudly.

Stars swirled before his eyes.

A buzzing filled his ears.

With his head butting the ground, Galen propped himself up to avoid collapsing completely.

He wanted to stand, but just maintaining this position took all his strength.

Send 9, watching the scene, had his smile growing even more radiant.

He glanced at the bodyguard who had struck, and after receiving a nod confirming that Galen had no more will to resist, he finally stepped towards Galen.

He stopped by Galen’s side, lifting his foot and placing it on Galen’s head.

"I told you, the night has only just begun.”

"In a while, you will surely change your mind.”

"Don’t worry, I will be magnanimous enough to forgive you this time.”

"But!”

"Only this time!”

Send 9 laughed lightly again.

The laughter was full of pretense, and as Send 9 stepped on him, Galen strained his neck, trying to overturn the other.

But the pain spreading from his abdomen made it impossible for him to do so.

He could only be stepped on.

Powerless to resist.

Panting, panting.

Galen breathed heavily.

The torment of the body.

The agony of the soul.

Made Galen feel excruciating pain.

Galen would never give up.

"I said I wouldn’t repay kindness with enmity,”

Galen’s voice came through clenched teeth, as veins began to bulge at the temples on either side of his head beneath that shoe. His hands, which had been clutching his abdomen, suddenly rose to grasp the ankle of Send 9.

Can I move?!

Even Galen was startled when he seized Send 9’s ankle.

How could he move?

Just a moment ago, he was in too much pain to budge.

And now?

The pain was still there, but it wasn’t as intense. It didn’t affect his movement at all!

Suddenly, Galen made his move.

He held on to Send 9’s ankle and lifted his head with force.

The sole of the shoe moved away from the top of his head.

Send 9 was flipped onto the ground.

The previously smug Send 9, who had maintained a false smile, now had a face filled with panic and had turned pale.

"Stop him!”

"Stop him!”

The 9th in line to the Send Family succession was shouting.

Gone was his previous commanding presence.

Gone was the feeling that he had everything under control.

Just like ordinary people encountering danger, he was tense and afraid.

Bodyguards rushed in from all around.

They, too, were unable to remain calm.

Because, if anything unexpected happened to Send 9, they would be in deep trouble.

Especially the bodyguard who had attacked Galen.

It was after he had confirmed that Galen was powerless to resist that Send 9 approached him.

Now that such an incident had occurred, he couldn’t escape blame.

But why could Galen move?

Under his palm strike, anyone should have lost the ability to move.

This bodyguard was filled with incomprehension.

However, his response was the fastest.

He stepped over Galen and raised his hand to strike him.

At this moment, he could no longer afford to hold back.

He put all his strength into it, aiming directly at Galen’s vital points.

But just then—

Bang!

A somewhat muffled sound came from afar.

This bodyguard heard the sound.

Gunshot!

Not good!

His extreme professionalism allowed the bodyguard to quickly identify the noise, and just as quickly, he realized what such a sound signified.

A trap!

A trap for Send 9!

Galen was just bait!

Thinking this, the bodyguard abruptly halted his attack on Galen, intending to turn and tackle Send 9 to the ground.

But his previous blow had been with full force; now his effort to stop, though checked by years of training, caused his body to uncontrollably stall for a moment.

One second?

Or even less?

And that decided everything.

Snap!

Send 9’s head burst like a watermelon crushed by a truck.

In that instant, it shattered.

Blood spurted from the open wound.

The headless body swayed for a moment before falling directly to the ground.

Send 9’s blood splashed all over those nearby.

The closest bodyguard was covered in blood.

He was shaking.

Send 9 was dead!

It was over!

He was doomed!

Fear and rage surged in the heart of the bodyguard. With a turn, he was about to kill Galen to vent his anger.

But after lifting his hand, he stopped.

Then…

The bodyguard rushed past Galen and into the hospital behind him.

A few quick moves and he disappeared from sight.

Like dominoes beginning to fall.

After this bodyguard vanished, the remaining bodyguards charged into the crowd.

Each one of them was pale as death.

Each one was filled with the fear of dying.

To stay would mean certain death now that Send 9 was dead.

Run?

He might be hunted by the Send family, but there was still a chance to survive.

Facing such a choice, it was clear what they would do without asking.

In almost an instant, the entire street was empty, except for Galen.

Send 9’s headless body lay before Galen.

The young man, who came from a logging background, looked at Send 9’s body with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

He seemed to have been used?