"Baga! Kill this bastard! Hurry up and chase him!"
"Where did so many traps come from? Why are there magma pools in Akihabara?"
"He doesn't play by common sense at all. He knows the roads better than we do. This is unscientific!"
"This little evil beast from the Celestial Dynasty is so capable of running away, who can make him stop?!"
Thirteen's decision was right. With the power of one person as a traction and the trap-making ability of other teammates, he could make them disgraced without having to actually fight with them. Although such a temporary trap could not kill them.
Killing these monsters who have lived for hundreds of years can effectively attract their attention, making them have no mood to hurt other people and just waste time with him.
This feeling is like a mouse jumping back and forth between the plates at a grand banquet table. No matter how hungry a person is, it will be disturbed and lose any appetite.
The longer Thirteen struggles, the more lives can be saved.
The people who survived ran into houses or hid in sewers. They closed the doors and windows tightly and only dared to peek out from the gaps. What they saw was numerous monsters chasing a man covered in skulls and bones.
That man must not be a footbath man, because he kept shouting in Chinese to the monster chasing behind him, "Fuck you, uncle!"
Look at him, even the uncle of monsters refuses to let him go. He is simply a pervert among perverts, but he is so perverted that people pray for him because he is trying to use his small body to save this forgotten earth.
No matter what the outcome is, he will become a hero in everyone's mind. Perhaps in the near future, Footbath will launch a special issue of his anime, various figures and peripherals, and of course fandom's fan comics... Completely ruin the idol.
It is a unique cultural form of footbath. Think about those effeminate adult versions of Aotuman. Is there anything else they dare not destroy?
While many teammates were busy helping the monsters in the thirteen pits, Mouse and Nami stayed on the roof of a 10-story building in the center of Akihabara. Mouse clicked on the computer, transmitting satellite images and monster movement information in real time.
Pass it on to every team member, and constantly revise the forward direction for Thirteen, thereby ensuring the maximum movement space for Thirteen, and able to find a glimmer of hope to escape even when surrounded by hundreds of ghosts.
"Actually, he doesn't have to do this at all..." Lying down by the guardrail, Nami sighed in boredom. The situation had exceeded her expectations, which made her feel complicated.
"Yeah, this guy always does everything that he doesn't need to do. He shouldn't even be here." The mouse sitting on the ground said as he typed on the keyboard.
"What I mean is that he just wants to take away his friends. The smart choice is not to have any interaction with these monsters. Come quietly and leave quietly. This is the wisest choice.
He can't save everyone. Even if the Night Banquet of Hundred Ghosts is interrupted today, it may start again tomorrow. Can he continue to save them?" Nami asked.
"He can't, and he knows he can't. I don't know him as well as you think. Before he broke into my house and threatened me with a fruit fork and White Rabbit toffee to become a teammate, I only knew him from one other person.
A friend. Thirteen is very famous in our industry, not only because he created the team assault combat mode, but also because he is always doing things that he cannot do.
He never pursues justice in words, because it is simply an insult to associate such despicable protection with justice.
However, everyone has to believe in him, because he always exercises justice instinctively. When you can't distinguish between good and evil, in fact, as long as you stand next to this guy, you are right." Mouse said and looked towards
Nami beside her said, "Aren't you also involved in his justice? If you don't think what he is doing is right, how can you help? I have to admit that he is very good at persuading people."
"Helping him is actually helping myself. I just want to leave here and find my friends." Nami was a little disappointed.
"Is your friend in heaven?" Mouse said with a bad smile, "Is he your boyfriend?"
"My relationship with him has gone beyond traditional love, and is more like a spiritual companion. I have never met someone who understands me as well as he does. Needless to say, he already understands me in many cases." Nami
I remembered the person I missed.
"You're so ****, if you have a chance, introduce your boyfriend to us." Mouse sighed.
"You won't like him. In principle, no one likes him. It's almost time to end." Nami smiled and walked towards the entrance of the rooftop.
"Hey! What are you doing? Thirteen told us to stay here." Mouse stood up and wanted to stop this crazy girl.
But Nami suddenly turned around, flicked a tactical compound bow in her hand, and opened it instantly. The magic-breaking arrow feathers pulled out from under her skirt were the spells that Shisan had engraved on them for her. Nami aimed at the mouse,
But he let go of the bowstring without any mercy, and the sharp arrow pierced the suit on the mouse's shoulder, pulling him and nailing him to the guardrail behind him.
At this moment, the mouse already felt like he was about to urinate. You must know that the arrow just needed to be moved a few centimeters and the hole would be his throat.
"It's nice to chat with you. Now I have to do my own thing. Don't follow me or stop me. I don't want to kill you, just like I don't want to kill Thirteen." Nami disappeared with a smile.
In front of Mo Zi, maintaining the pinned posture, Mo Zi lowered the walkie-talkie and took a deep breath, "Thirteen, something happened."
"Are you in danger?" Thirteen replied calmly.
"good."
"Then there's no problem for the time being. The things on my side are more important. Let's talk later." After Shisan said that, he closed the communication and even took off his glasses and threw them aside, because they blocked his sight. Now he
Not even the slightest impact can be accepted.
Thirteen stood in front of a crossroad again, and the area only ten meters behind him was filled with all kinds of ugly ghosts and monsters. The strange thing was that these guys who wanted to eat Thirteen didn't come forward again. It wasn't that they thought
Thirteen tastes bad just because in the middle of that intersection, Cang Lan is standing there.
Shuten Canglan, who had his hands in his pockets, had an evil but beautiful smile on his lips, as if he had been waiting for a long time. He did not hide his aura and let it fly freely. Thirteen was happy just by smelling it.
I was intoxicated by the cologne-scented aura.
This damn monster is a real thousand-year-old monster. Its strength is completely comparable to that of a demon general or even stronger. Even heaven-level investigators must deal with him carefully and consider the long term. Encountering such a thing on the enemy's territory, thirteen books
What you should do is to raise the knife in your hand and give it to your neck to avoid all kinds of humiliation after being captured. You must know that a hundred ghosts walk at night, and a hundred ghosts are just types, not quantities. If you really want one demon to attack you, ten
Three will become a sunflower.
"This is the first time we meet, please take care of me. I am Shuten Canglan, which is what your investigators call Shuten Boy. They respect me as the leader of a hundred ghosts, and I can be regarded as your ultimate boss." Canglan took the initiative to introduce me.
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"I don't want to be your enemy. It's none of my business who owns Diaogui Island. I just want to take my friend home. She doesn't belong here..." Thirteen said neither humble nor overbearing, standing sideways with knives in both hands.
, one sword aimed at Cang Lan, and one sword aimed at the hundreds of ghosts behind him.
"Football is a democratic country. We never want to use our own will to decide what others think. Where your friends belong is not your decision, nor is my decision. Why not listen to what she said
Right?" Cang Lan suddenly called out, "Come out, you little mixed-race beast, your friends are here to find you."
Following this guy's call, Tong walked from behind Cang Lan in front of him, with a cold face as if he never remembered having any interaction with Shisan.
"Tong?!" Shisan didn't expect to see her so easily.
"You shouldn't have come..." Tong held the hilt of Kikuichi Monmonori Sect's sword in his hand.
"Take a break from your busy schedule and come here for a walk. Footbath is a country I have always longed for. It's just a coincidence that you are here too." Thirteen smiled.
"Do you think you are God? Everyone needs your rescue?" Tong scolded angrily, "Are you a god? I am just a humble temporary investigator. Even the Underworld Bureau has given up on me! They are like
You abandoned me like a useless dog! Do you think you can change anything?"
"Tong, I'm not God, but I'm here. I just don't want my friends to be unable to find anyone when they need help. Maybe I'm humble and insignificant, but at least I won't pretend to be a grandson when my friends are in trouble."
San said extremely seriously.
"Idiot..." Tong trembled.
"What a caring man. If I were you, I would sleep with him right away." Cang Lan lay on Tong's shoulders, patted the side of Tong's face with one hand, and kneaded Tong's chest with one claw, frivolously
, arrogant, and did not even regard Tong as a human being, "Anyway, you are a mixed-blood bastard. If you give birth to a baby with him, the blood of the snow girl can be diluted again. In just a few generations, there will be more and more hybrid monsters. Maybe
Can you create a kingdom yourself?"
"I'm going to chop off your hands..." Shisan gritted his teeth.
"Let me chop it!" In an instant, a red streak passed by. Everything happened so fast that the leader of a hundred ghosts was knocked out without even reacting and crashed into a video store on the roadside.
The buildings collapsed due to the impact. Even a monster with this punch would not be able to escape unscathed.
Yan Shen stood beside Tong, his face ashen as before after being shaken by Thirteen in the tomb, and his anger erupted from his pores.
"Anyone who dares to attack you will be killed by humans, demons, gods, and all creatures." Yan Shen blocked Tong behind him, and his attack on Shutun made him completely visible to the monsters.
Yan Shen removed the Yata Mirror fragment from his neck and threw it aside. He took Tong's hand and wanted to take her away, "Follow me, I will protect you..."
But...a red blade pierced his chest again and came out...