Comprehensive Comics: Fun Moon

I feel that robbing the underworld is better than stealing someone's property.

When he saw the string of numbers, even if he had no concept of money, Xia Heng still felt a sense of excitement.???

It can also eliminate violence and peace, and expand the wallet, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

Although the novel experience made him very excited at the beginning, but after the smooth operation, robbing the underworld has become a job of sitting and counting money.

Maybe the life of the strong is so easy to be boring and boring.

Thinking about it, Xia Heng sighed deeply.

Hearing this sigh, I don't know what those underworlds who were slowly putting money in sacks thought, and suddenly took out the fastest speed in their life and stuffed their belongings into the pockets of strangers.

"Boss, the money is all here, take a look."

It didn't take a moment for the person who looked like the highest-ranking person among the living to drag the sack, bend 3.7 to the waist, and said in a low voice, his voice full of trembling caused by fear.

He could barely hear the sigh because of his anger and rapid breathing. If it weren't for the fact that his heart couldn't be pinched, he would have wanted to stop his heart.For fear of offending the eccentric who turned over the entire group by himself because of his own laziness.

Chapter [*] The villain's self-cultivation

As a Yakuza scoundrel, he has never seen such a method in the underworld for many years. It's like a character jumping out of a comic who uses his supernatural ability to kill the entire office building and all the reinforcements that came back in minutes. , the fear of the unknown overwhelmed the anger in an instant.

But the reason is just a lack of money to spend such a neurotic thing.

Not to mention talking loudly, it's not bad that he didn't scare himself to death now.

"Oh, it's pretty fast."

With a casual glance, Xia Heng put the sack into the black mud, not caring whether the stack of banknotes was short or not.

"Then next..."

"Needless to say, we didn't see anyone tonight!"

The sweaty men bowed deeply, and were good at extracting oil from the weak. Naturally, those who bowed down to the strong would not be unaware of their current situation.

After killing a group of people, naturally he would not think that there were a few more lives on his hands.

"No, I mean..."

"I see!"

As if he understood something, the man in the lead waved his hand, and then he slammed his head against the wall a few times, and even spattered a few traces of blood, and fell directly to the ground.Others followed suit without hesitation, making it clear that today's events are known only by God and no outsiders will know.

"I......"

Xia Heng's expression was a little subtle when he looked at the faint-hearted people everywhere.

"I just want to send you all to die, why are you still torturing yourself before you die?"

After confirming that there were no innocents in the whole building, he left the bloody office building and rushed to the next family of innocent victims.

Just as his figure disappeared around the corner, the sky-high flames appeared in the office building along with the blast of air.

The sound of the explosion soon attracted people who were traveling at night. The dark crowd was illuminated by the firelight, and the faces of curious, panic, or Xingfan could all come into view.

"The aftertaste of the magic power... Is it a newcomer that I have never seen before?"

Among the many onlookers who heard the sound, the wonderful man who was mixed in the crowd glanced at the fire scene, and his appearance also attracted a little attention from others.

It is rare to see people dressed like this on the streets at night, with black hair combed in a half-ball head, black straight stitches on the inside, and five cassocks on the outside, like a monk from somewhere.

His face is also like a bodhisattva, with Danfeng eyes, slender eyebrows, and black earrings on earlobes that are much larger than ordinary people.

"There are so many monkeys."

A hint of disgust flashed across that kind face at this moment.

"The incompetent monkeys, the monkeys who reject the aliens, the weak monkeys, it is because there are so many monkeys that the magician is secretly guarding the order of the society, and the strong must adapt to the weak by nature..."

"Lord Xia You, you are clearly going to a place with few people..."

"Lots of people..."

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"Then let's go, let's go, let's go, you're going to smell monkeys."

The malice on his original face was subdued by the voices of the girls behind him, and the curser named Xia Youjie showed the same peaceful expression as a Buddha as usual.

"It's hard to get together once, but it's not because the monkey is in a bad mood."

Under that warm smile, countless curse spirits poured out from behind him, and the invisible gloom and terror dispelled the gathered onlookers.

"The time will come soon, and the chance to end the era of monkeys will come."

Feeling the cold wind before the rainstorm, Xia Youjie raised his head and walked towards the front.

Chapter [*]: The Magician and the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk

Magicians are neurotic.

Even if he wasn't so neurotic, he would probably have to deal with Wujou Wu.

After transferring all the black money to the account under his own name in a reasonable name, Xia Heng who walked out of the bank looked at the black limousine parked in front of him with harsh friction and muttered silently.

"Zen...Mr. Xia Heng, right?"

Sitting in the driver's seat, the thin man who suddenly remembered something changed his mind and asked.

"I'm Yidi Zhijiegao. Senior Wujo has something to entrust to you. The situation is very urgent. If possible, please discuss in detail after getting in the car."

It seemed impossible to escape.

Although he could not feel any threat from this man named Yidizhi, his combat power was almost the same as that of ordinary people, but if he really refused, I was afraid that the other party would ignore the traffic rules and drive along and chat.

Then the next day a lanky man in a black suit and a weirdo in something resembling a white robe would be photographed and posted in a small box in the local daily.

Or two people directly enter the game.

With a deep sigh in his heart, Xia Heng had to open the car door and get in.

"Who is Gojo Satoru entangled with that neuropathy? Although I haven't seen him for several months, the neuropathy shouldn't be cured so quickly, right?"

"Yes, it is."

Is it such a spicy word when I first opened my mouth, my stomach started to hurt, help.

Yidi Zhijiegao replied with a forced smile, while screaming in his heart.

As Gojo Satoru and his student's royal assistant supervisor, the mental pressure he endured was dozens of times that of other assistant supervisors, especially in various situations where he had to give Gojo Satoru a shrug.

For example, someone deliberately missed a meeting with some important person and asked him to show up early, or asked him, a part-time driver, to make more detours on the road.

Yidi Zhijiegao swallowed hard, so that his throat would not become a burning pain due to tension, and then said.

"The gang headed by the curse master Xia Youjie launched a night walk of hundreds of ghosts in Kyoto and Shinjuku, Cambodia. Thousands of curse spirits were released in both places. If they were left unattended, it would cause a lot of casualties."

"Can cause harm to human beings, are they all spells above the third level?"

There are thousands of spell spirits above the third level, and I am afraid that there are not a few first-level spell spirits, but it is reasonable to say that it will not become a situation that makes Gojo Satoru unable to escape.

"Is there still a magician who can hold him back?"

"Forehead......"

Although he knew that he couldn't hide it for a long time, Yidi Zhijiegao was still a little surprised when the truth was revealed in just a few minutes.

々 Those who can hold Gojo Satoru in check, I recommend you to hire Gao Ming. "

Don't even think about it, anyone who dares to play Hundred Ghosts Night Walk in the two conjurers in Cambodia and Kyoto must be a fierce person.

Not to mention strength, just the degree of madness must be from the same mental hospital as Gojo Satoru.

There is a high possibility of being a patient in the same room.

Although it is not impossible to beat, after all, Xia Heng's nearly infinite magic power can acidify a lot of magicians there.

(Zhao Qianhao) However, the strength of a spellcaster depends more on his own techniques. As the saying goes, there are as many techniques as there are ways to exorcise the spell spirit, which means that the spellcaster’s fighting style is different. Diverse.If he encounters any strange technique, it is not impossible for him to accidentally roll over.

Besides, you Wutiaowu sent someone to call me, and I, Xia Heng, went to work for you. Isn't it shameful?You sorcerers are paid so much, and there are bonuses for removing the spell spirits, so it's not justified if you don't give them some points, right? .

Chapter [*]: Vibrant Social Organizations

In the Holy Grail War, Xia Heng, who relied on the family property of Sagara's family, knew that money might not be omnipotent in this world, but it was absolutely impossible without money.

However, in such a world with supernatural power, as long as the strength is sufficient, it is easy to gain power and wealth.

Even if I just went to fight a few days ago... to let a few kindhearted elder brothers support the poor, but no one will think that they have little money.

"Senior Wutiao said that although he can't give you too much substantive compensation, he can let you read the various spells recorded in the book, and let some magicians show the spells..."

Saying that, Yidi Zhijiegao carefully confirmed the other party's expression from the rearview mirror.

In his opinion, this kind of reward cannot get the assistance of a magician with powerful combat power. After all, the spells that the magician can use is determined at birth, although there are a few spells that can be changed, or There is room for improvement, but knowing other people's spells is of little benefit no matter how you look at it.

But that's for conjurers.

For Xia Heng, who can analyze the essence of the spell, as long as he has fully seen the spell, he can directly use the huge spell to force it.

The things that consume are just the little things that need time to improve.

In the rearview mirror, Xia Heng's expression did not change, as if he was thinking about whether such conditions were enough to exchange his shot.

This made Yidi Zhijiegao hold his breath subconsciously, and his heartbeat couldn't help speeding up.

Although it was still a few hours before Xia Youjie said he would start the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, he immediately drove over when Wujou gave the order. Even so, it took several hours.

It's too easy to get stuck in traffic in Shujing in the afternoon!

Tucao returns to Tucao, but if Xia Heng fails to make a move this time, Wujiaowu will not let him off easily.

Compared to Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, that (bddh) is hell!

As soon as he thought of a certain Wujo Satoru, who was caught in the middle of the day and was not human, he felt that he had a stomach problem.

After a while, under the frightened gaze of Yidi Zhijie Gao, Xia Heng slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it on his shoulder.

"Stop, change."

Eh? "

"Come on, you're driving too slowly."

Drive yourself... slow?

Yidi Zhijie Gao, a part-time full-time driver of Gojogo, was a little confused for a while, but he honestly moved Shirigu to the co-pilot and watched the other party take the steering wheel.