Jason opened the door.

The sun shone on the iron ladder from one side, and a middle-aged man was standing in the doorway nervously, the other party's high-end looking suit was already covered with mud, especially his shoes.

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

Jason stepped back without a trace, dodging the other's palm.

"What's the matter?"

Jason asked coldly.

For strangers, Jason has always been.

No matter what the other person's purpose is.

"Help me!"

"My name is Mordo, and I'm a merchant."

"Business was good yesterday......"

When he discovers that Jason has not invited him into the office, the middle-aged man who calls himself Modo stands in the doorway and recounts the terrible experience he has encountered.

Modo is an electrical appliance merchant.

Like the owner of 'Rock Electric', they are mainly second-hand.

But unlike the wealthy rock owner, Modo doesn't have a storefront, but rather a 'broker' approach.

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

Of course, there must be a little bit of a greasy in it.

Jason didn't believe a second-hand electronics dealer could afford a hand-sewn suit and calfskin shoes.

However, Jason didn't interrupt the other party, and just listened to the other party continue.

"It's rare, business was good yesterday."

"To treat myself, I found a tavern."

"Then, drinking until late at night......"

Last night, the night of the Silver District was deeper than ever.

But for Modo, who drank alcohol, it didn't matter at all.

He hummed the country neighborhood and staggered on his way home.

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

Squeak, squeak.

Walking on the wooden bridge, there was a soft, familiar sound of wood under his feet, which made him more and more unsteady as he was drinking.

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

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

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

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

Obviously, this is suicidal.

'Wait, girl! ’

'Wait a minute! ’

'Did something happen to you?' ’

'You can confide in me!' ’

Modo subconsciously persuaded, but he didn't dare to act rashly, he was afraid of startling this girl who was already bent on death, so he just stood there and said in the gentlest voice possible.

The girl heard Modo's words, but ignored them, and instead covered her face with one hand and sobbed quietly.

'I guess I'm hurt by feelings, right?' ’

Modo guessed.

The girl in front of him was neatly dressed, this dress was very familiar to him, he had seen it in a certain impurity book before.

Although he couldn't appreciate how good this dress was, the price was extremely expensive, and the string of zeros at the price at that time made him feel suffocated.

To be able to wear such clothes, the family must be very wealthy.

Definitely not bothering about money.

Plus the age of this girl.

Then only the emotional wound remains.

In fact, the same is true.

'Why doesn't he love me?' ’

'Why doesn't he love me?' ’

'Why doesn't he love me?' ’

The girl muttered under her breath.

No one can talk about love, and if there is no fate, it is really difficult to be together. ’

Modo thought about it and used his understanding to convince the other party.

However, as a bachelor, such persuasion is obviously weak.

The girl sobbed even harder.

The voice came from under the palm of the hand covering his face.

But he said he loved me? ’

Faced with such a question, the old bachelor Modo was speechless.

Although when he was drinking with the young ladies, his speech was amazingly fluent, but at this time, he couldn't say the words of a man, a deceitful ghost, right?

Not to mention that instead of believing the words of men, it is better to believe that sows will go up trees?

He couldn't say it.

After all, he's a man.

Mordo was silent.

The girl continued.

It was all good at first. ’

But why after we established the relationship, all that was left was whether to eat, go to bed early, have a day of meetings today, wear more, drink hot water, that girl is my sister, this thing is a bit expensive, I am tired after a day of work, I really like you, don't make trouble, really not, what are you talking about, drinking too much, talking nonsense, we are really good friends. ’

Hearing such words, Modo became more and more unsure of what to say.

Because, he often said this to his young ladies.

The indescribable embarrassment made him feel like a fish in his throat.

In the end, all he can say is.

Maybe you're really thinking too much, he's really tired. ’

Then why did he take the other girls out? ’

After I got caught, they told me as a matter of course, I just want to give every girl a home? ’

'Why?' Can he be so calm? ’

Faced with the girl's questioning, Modo was stunned.

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

He should have studied more.

Thinking in his heart, Modo persuaded again.

'Maybe it's a joke?' ’

You see, sometimes men can't help themselves. ’

Modo continued.

So, it makes sense for him to say, 'Why can't I call you wife when I have a girlfriend, she's a girlfriend, you're a wife, baby is a baby, baby is a baby, that's different'? ’

The girl asked.

It seems to make sense.

Modo thought to himself, but on the surface he replied in righteous words.

'Scumbag! ’

He looked angry, and the scumbag should be punished by God.

In fact, he quietly approached the girl.

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

Although he drank alcohol, but the size difference between the two sides, Modo was sure that as long as he grabbed this girl, he would definitely be able to save this girl.

'That's right, it's a scumbag. ’

So, I packed him in four bags. ’

The girl whispered.

The sobbing stopped at this point.

Four bags?!

Modo paused, his eyes glaring at the girl, and it was only then that he realized that the girl had a dark red mark under the placket of her clothes.

It's blood!

Mordo's scalp tingled.

He looked at the girl at a loss.

Saving a person is not the same as saving a murderer.

At least in Modo's view, a murderer can no longer be regarded as a human being.

Not to mention the ...... Dismemberment.

Swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Modo wanted to make his dry throat feel more moist.

However, this not only did not make him feel better, but made him feel more and more nervous.

Unconsciously, Modo began to retreat.

But it was discovered by the girl.

'Are you afraid of me?' ’

The girl asked.

'No, no, how could it be?' ’

Mordo stammered.

Then why are you backing down?' ’

The girl continued.

I drank too much and my feet were unsteady. ’

Mordo replied.

'Oh! ’

'Then I'll keep you sober!' ’

With these words, the girl lowered her hand covering her face.

Immediately, the retreating Modo was frightened and sat on the ground.

What a face that is.

No eyes, no nose, no mouth, a white piece is like a hard-boiled egg white.

'Oh my god! ’

With such a scream, Modo ran under the bridge with a rolling belt.

Not through the bridge.

Because the position where the girl stood was the direction he was leading to home.

He didn't dare to approach the girl at all, so he turned his head and ran towards the tavern from which he came.

'Don't close the door!' ’

Mordo prayed in his heart.

He didn't know what had happened to him, or what had happened.

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

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

Just as he was leaving, two tables of guests asked for chicken skewers and grilled garlic.

Running off the bridge, Modo looked at the tavern with lanterns in the distance, and ran all the way with all his strength.

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

Have you all left?

I just delayed for a long time?

Mordo was stunned.

'What's wrong, Modo?' ’

'Is there something missing?' ’

The tavernkeeper asked.

Because Modo often drinks here, the two sides are very familiar.

No, it's not. ’

Mordo gasped and shook his head.

'So what happened to you?' ’

'Robbers in the roadway? ’

"No, it's very safe and secure. ’

The boss continued.

'It's not. ’

'I met a girl......

'Girl? ’

'Is it ugly for a girl to scare you like this?' ’

The boss looked curious.

'Not ugly, beautiful at first. ’

But then, when she put her hand on her face, the whole face was nothing, and only a bare face remained...... I—I don't know how to describe it specifically. ’

It's terrible anyway. ’

I managed to escape. ’

Modo looked like he had palpitations.

The boss laughed.

I thought it was something, but it was. ’

'Look...... Isn't that so? ’

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

Suddenly, the face that was normal at the previous moment became bare at this moment, and the eyes, mouth, nose, etc. were all gone.

'Ahh ’

Modo screamed and fainted.

By the time 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 remembered these things, his whole face turned pale, and then he began to run frantically towards the vicinity of the 'Rock Electric'.

"Before, the Rock Boss told me that there was a new exorcism office here."

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

"But now, it's been a lifesaver for me."

"Please help me."

With that, Mordo knelt in front of Jason.

Jason raised an eyebrow.

Then, he turned and walked back into the room.

Seeing this scene, Modo was overjoyed.

He stood up, cautiously 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's just a little weird."

Mordo replied.

"Is it weirder than what happened to you yesterday?"

Jason continued.

"Of course not!"

"What happened yesterday was the weirdest thing I've ever done in my life, and that's why I'm here, aren't I?"

Modo replied in the affirmative.

Then, he asked Jason rhetorically.

But before Jason could answer, he immediately continued.

"Thank you again for your help."

"It's a reward, not a tribute."

As he spoke, Mordo pulled out a wet wallet from his bosom and held it up above his head in a respectful and bowed manner, handing it to Jason.

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

He picked up the wallet that Modo had handed him.

Modo took advantage of the trend and raised his head.

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

Similarly, Jason, who is wearing a mask, is also imprinted into Modo's 'vision'.

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

It shivered involuntarily as it stared into Jason's cold, calm eyes behind his mask.

How does it feel a little scary!

It kind of wants to scream!

But it didn't wait for it to continue to react.

Jason had already spoken.

"Mask."

Jason gestured to the hockey mask on his face.

"Machete."

The chill of the blade blessed with the Evil Destroying Slash flickered in the office.

The next moment, a silver slash swept over Mordo's body.

Modo didn't even react, and was split in two.

Burst!

Like a punctured balloon, the corpse that fell to the ground began to dry up rapidly, leaving only a short, fat monster between a raccoon and a dog.

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

It is now split in two.

Jason picked up the 'food' and said lightly.

"Meat."

……

"So, you've been attacked?"

"This meat is the meat of the 'demons'?"

Hui Lijing's eyes widened as she looked at Jason who was carrying 'food'.

"Attack?"

"No!"

"It's just pre-dinner etiquette."

Jason said, handing the 'food' to Hui Lijing.

"Help me with the cooking."

"I'll pay."

Jason said.

When it comes to cooking, Jason comes to like making food more delicious.

"Okay."

Hui Lijing hesitated for a moment and nodded.

She has already come into contact with the 'mysterious side', and if she can't resist or fear these 'demons', then use them as ingredients and make delicious dishes to overcome her psychological fear!

With a decision, Hui Lijing immediately took action.

At this time, the rock boss pushed the café away.

Looking at Jason, who was unharmed, the boss was visibly relieved.

"New TV, I'm ready, how much will you need?"

The boss asked.

"Everything."

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

Jason asked.

"Mordo?"

"Is that a scumbag?"

"deceived a girl's feelings, and finally the girl packed four bags and threw them in the river, and when she found them, the body was almost eaten by the fish!"

The Rock Boss scoffs at Modo.

"If it weren't for the fact that guy owed too much money, he wouldn't have been found if a large group of people were looking for him."

"Just pity the girl."

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

As he spoke, Boss Rock sighed and shook his head.

"That girl is so pathetic."

"She, what happened in the end?"

"Has he been executed?"

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

"Nope."

"Her family pushed for a proposed change to the law to abolish the death penalty."

"She was allowed to be released on medical parole because she was not in a good mental state."

"Now?"

"Probably recuperating in a seaside resort, right?"

The words of the rock boss made Hui Lijing, who was full of pity and pity just now, stunned in place.

She didn't know what kind of expression to use.

Looking at Hui Lijing's appearance, Boss Rock couldn't help but shake his head again.

"That's the reality!"

The Rock Boss looked at Jason as he spoke, he walked to the seat next to Jason, sat down, and said in a very low voice—

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