With decision, comes action.
Jason lifted his hand and tore the rotten cloth from Walker’s mouth.
“I have information on other ingredients!”
The moment the rotten cloth was pulled from Walker’s mouth, this ‘Food Traitor’ trained by the ‘Ghost Squad’ blurted out instinctively.
Because it was all too familiar with Jason’s eyes.
It had seen that same look when hungry.
Not to mention the constant growling of the stomach and the gulping of saliva.
All of these were reminding it.
Little Bansey exclaimed.
And before the exclamation had even finished, the radio sounded—