Jujutsu Kaisen: I Am The Strongest Spellcaster

Neon, Tokyo, a bustling nightclub.

The lights in the store were dazzling, flickering on and off, colorful and noisy.

A large number of young men and women swayed their young and powerful bodies to dynamic pop songs on the dance floor.

In the dim environment, women's various perfumes and body scents collide with the young men's release of mating hormones.

Confused by lust, indulged in lust, everyone is immersed in this joy.

This place is full of infatuation, wild affairs, love between men and women, wanton indulgence, and...

"How about it, brother, how about this guy."

Suck, suck, suck~~

"Ah~ Not bad, very exciting."

Fallen!

"Hey, handsome guy, you're new. Is this your first time here?"

A voluptuous blonde woman wearing scantily clad clothes walked up to a white-haired boy.

A pair of small hands as white as green onions wandered wantonly on Wenren Moyan's chest.

Desire arose in the woman's heart, and she secretly sighed: "What a handsome little brother, if you can."

Thinking of this, the woman's body couldn't help but tremble.

Wen Ren Mo Yan just glanced at the woman in front of him indifferently.

It looks good, but there is a little too much powder on it.

Wenren Moyan ignored the woman and walked straight towards the bar.

On the way, Wen Ren Mo Yan's mysterious temperament and exposed half of his handsome face attracted several women with heavy makeup to come forward and seduce Wen Ren Mo Yan.

He also hinted to Wen Ren Mo Yan that if he could, he could go with Wen Ren Mo Yan now and party all night long.

Hearing people's ink words makes people numb. This is the trouble of being handsome.

Wenren Moyan passed directly through the women without a leaf touching his body.

He didn't come here just to discuss life and explore the mysteries of life with these young ladies.

Besides, I am a very traditional person, and I don’t even smoke or drink.

Wen Ren Mo Yan's unique temperament attracted the attention of all the women in the nightclub as soon as he appeared.

There is no way, no woman can refuse a handsome young man who is full of mystery and aloofness.

But this kind of limelight soon attracted the jealousy of several yellow-haired gangsters.

With a twist of his mouth and a twist of his nose, he walked over like a gangster and was ready to teach Wen Ren Mo Yan a lesson.

Wenren Mo Yan didn't take a few yellow-haired gangsters seriously.

Although they look a lot like the yellow-haired gangsters in NTR.

"Oh, how dare you ignore me!"

The leader of the group, Huang Mao, Mo Yan, didn't even look at him, and felt that he had been scorned and insulted.

He raised his fist, ready to teach Wenren Mo Yan a lesson, teaching him who he should and shouldn't offend.

As a result, the next second he covered his fists and let out a heart-rending scream.

It was as if he had hit an iron wall and his fingers were broken.

The bartender's eyes suddenly trembled, and he immediately put down the guy in his hand and ran away quickly.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this yellow-haired gangster is inexplicable, as if he is acting.

But in the eyes of the curse master, an iron wall formed by iron chains directly blocked the gangster's fist.

"Damn it! He's actually a Jujutsu master!"

The curse master cursed secretly, turned around and ran away.

I've just taken two steps, think about it carefully.

The Jujutsu division cannot arrest only one person.

Maybe it's surrounded by people outside, and there's a curtain in place to catch turtles in an urn.

So the best way now is.

That's right! Just take someone hostage!

Thinking of this, the curser looked at the bartender beside him who he had personally recruited.

Poor migrant workers...

"Don't move!"

Wenren Mo Yan opened his collar, revealing a mouth engraved with snake eyes and teeth.

As the sound appeared, the curser's hand grabbing the bartender suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The curse master looked at the young man in front of him, and his heart trembled: "Snake Eyes and Fang are from the Inumaki family!"

The curse master was in despair. He knew that with his level three curse master strength, he would definitely not be able to escape.

Before the curse master could react, Wenren Moyan had already arrived in front of him.

This sudden sense of oppression made the curse master tremble with fear.

"This speed is too fast!"

The curse master's eyes couldn't help but widen. At this time, the effectiveness of the curse had disappeared.

But he seemed to be under a spell, motionless, like a stone statue.

With such a huge difference in strength, the curse master couldn't resist at all.

He knew what the other party was trying to do, but he didn't know if being frank and lenient would make him feel better.

Wen Ren Mo Yan looked down at the curse master who was shaking like chaff in front of him.

A sarcastic smile emerged from the corner of his mouth: "Were you just preparing to capture the hostages?"

The curse master swallowed nervously, nodded, and then immediately shook his head.

Wenren Mo Yan sneered, his eyes full of teasing: "You don't think you can threaten me just by arresting an ordinary person."

"Even if you arrest a hundred people, I will still do whatever I have to do. No one can threaten me!"

Only a fool would lay down his weapon to save others. Isn't that just stupid behavior?

If you have put down your weapons to defeat the opponent, don't you become a lamb at the mercy of others?

Wen Ren Mo Yan grabbed the curse master and casually walked into an empty room.

"Come on, let's have a chat."

As soon as he entered the door, Wenren Moyan released the curtain.

After all, what you have to do later will not be visible to the public.

Turning a Curse Master into a Cursed Spirit is such an outrageous thing!

But he likes to do things that others are afraid of and cannot understand.

Genius should be different and unique.

Just because others can't do it, doesn't mean I can't do it.

As soon as he entered the door, the curse master fell to his knees.

Rather than falling to his knees, he collapsed.

His hands and feet were already soaked with cold sweat, as if all his strength was used to fight against Wen Ren Mo Yan's shuddering momentum!

"I said, I'm willing to say anything!"

"As long as you spare my life, I'm willing to tell you everything I know and can say!"

"As long as you let me go, I still have an 80-year-old mother and a three-year-old daughter waiting for me to support her at home."

"It's all those damn curse masters who forced me to do it, and I didn't want to either."

Wenren Moyan looked at him kneeling on the ground and begging, with tears streaming down his face and cursing the master, and was extremely speechless.

This old-fashioned way of asking for mercy has been worn out.

Still an 80-year-old mother?

"The thing I despise the most is people like you."

Wenren Moyan smiled and said something that chilled the curse master so much that it penetrated into his bones.

"Actually, I never thought about letting you live from the beginning!"

"It's just that I am willing to give you a chance!"

Seeing that there was still a chance, the curse master quickly said that he was willing.

"Then I will give you a chance to take revenge on me, after you become a Cursed Spirit."

After saying this, the curse master had not yet understood what was going on.

Hearing people's words, the ghost face was summoned.

Wenren Mo Yan threw a sharp knife to Ghost Face.

"Lingchi."

Ghost Face took the knife with no magic power and immediately said that he promised to complete the task.

The curse master's tears and snot mixed together as he looked at the blade that was getting closer and closer, shimmering with cold light.

He was helpless and kept shaking his head in despair!

Just like the ordinary people he once hunted.

"No! No! Please be kind, please be kind!"

"ah---"