The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 761: Chapter 14 Jing the Golden Lamb!

Crack, crack crack!

Compared to the incessant cries of agony, the sounds of bones breaking and ligaments snapping were even louder, sending shivers down the viewers’ spines even through the screen.

They watched as the ‘Brutalizer,’ who resembled a ‘meat mountain,’ was sent flying outwards and crashed heavily onto the ground.

Blood sprayed everywhere, and the bulky body at this moment seemed to have turned into a pile of mush.

To the very end, on the Brutalizer’s face was an expression of disbelief.

...

How could this be?

How is it possible?

A whirl of unresolved questions spiraled in the Brutalizer’s mind as he lay on the brink of death.

But soon, everything faded into nothingness.

The world that belonged to him fell into complete darkness.

Yet, the expression of disbelief continued to spread.

Every single viewer in Jason’s livestream shook as they watched it all unfold.

Each one of them was dumbfounded at that moment.

What happened?

Jason won?

He won again?

Did a miracle occur once more?

In a short amount of time, as this information was confirmed in their minds, it turned into the best fuel for their adrenaline, and the viewers began to furiously tap on their keyboards.

"He won!”

"One against three!”

"Jason did it again, one against three!”

"The strongest rookie!”

…

Each viewer in Jason’s livestream room was thrilled beyond measure.

Even those who joined later were catching their breath at this time.

Emotions are contagious.

Whether positive or negative emotions.

When they reach a climax—

It’s time for a release!

The old man who got on board sent out dumplings X100!

Lian sent out drumsticks x10!

The Scarecrow sent out ribs x10!

…

A stream of rewards appeared on the screen.

Then came even more comments.

"Boss! The boss!”

“666!”

"Which boss is missing some bling on their legs?”

…

Whether witty banter or flip remarks from idle chatters, the comments kept popping up.

All the viewers standing with Jason were enjoying the ‘victorious hour,’ but there’s always someone who remains extremely calm, and this time was no exception.

"Have you guys noticed that the timing of these three ‘Brutalizers’ showing up is a little too coincidental?”

After this comment drifted past, the barrage of comments paused momentarily.

Then, even more comments swarmed in—

"Hmm, now that you mention it, it’s really too coincidental.”

"What coincidence, it’s a trap!”

"Someone is targeting Jason again!”

"Is there another play-for-profit gamer showing up?”

"Definitely, those unscrupulous guys always hope to make a fortune through such shady means.”

"Exactly, otherwise why would those three ‘Brutalizers’ team up?”

"Could it be they just discussed it?”

"Are you an idiot? I just did a data search, and these three ‘Brutalizers’ have never participated in a competition together before, meaning they just met. Judging by the order they left the ‘cage,’ they had less than ten minutes to effectively communicate with each other. In less than ten minutes, the three ‘Brutalizers’ reached an agreement? Stop kidding! If ‘Brutalizers’ could really reach an agreement that easily, they wouldn’t be ‘Brutalizers’.”

"The person above is right!”

"Newbie here, where can I search for this info?”

"Pay for it!”

"To look at some data I have to spend 10,000 bucks? That’s too expensive!”

"Big boss! Big boss!”

"That one is the real big boss.”

…

Jason couldn’t see the barrage of comments, but being in the midst of it all, he could see much clearer than the ‘audience.’

His Transcendent perception granted him humanly impossible vision, hearing, smell, and more.

So, he was certain that these three ‘Brutalizers’ were in cahoots.

According to the information Jason had gathered over the past three days, it was impossible.

Unless

"The Send Family, huh?”

Jason thought silently to himself.

Aside from this family among the Hundred Major Families, which possessed extraordinary control in Sector F, Jason couldn’t think of any other person or power capable of making three unfamiliar ‘Brutalizers’ cooperate.

And only the Send Family, who were directly involved in ‘game’ management, could make three ‘Brutalizers’ work together obediently.

Coincidentally, Send 9 was assassinated right after meeting him.

So, was his ‘death’ predictable too?

Beneath the hockey mask, there was a slight curl of Jason’s lips, a cold sneer emerging.

Jason didn’t like trouble.

But he liked even less being afraid of trouble.

Perhaps he couldn’t fully eliminate trouble, but he could eliminate those who caused him trouble.

The Send Family was powerful.

That was a fact!

But they were not impregnable.

After all, the Send Family was just one of the Hundred Major Families!

If the Send Family encountered trouble, would the remaining 99 families add fuel to the fire, or would they pounce, tearing into the juiciest piece first?

Perhaps the former, but Jason was certain the latter was more likely.

Otherwise, ‘The Planner’ wouldn’t have chosen the Send Family.

No!

It wasn’t just the Send Family!

If any one of the families encountered trouble, the remaining 99 would kick them while they were down.

The ‘cake’ was only so large; with one less person, the others could eat a bit more.

Choosing the Send Family was because…

"They’re easier than the other families?”

"Or does the Send Family have some flaws?”

"Or maybe leverage?”

Jason pondered, while the night sky blossomed with fireworks.

"The winner!”

"Player Jason once again becomes the first winner!”

As before, a mechanical synthesized voice spoke and from beneath the ground next to a large tree, a screen slowly rose with the support of a metal frame. The silhouette on the screen eagerly clapped their hands.