Intruders of the Moon World

Basically, as long as Leo and Xiaobai give orders, Sonic will execute them meticulously...even for bananas.

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Zhabu, the inheritor of the "Vulcan" of the two branches of the blood fighting method, the only disciple of the "Blood Fighting God", the strongest contemporary blood law holder... the only one known.

Before going out of the mountain, he followed his master to carry out a arduous practice in the secret realm, which can even be said to be close to death.And the talent he displayed was so high that the picky Fighting Blood God also expressed his affirmation.

At that time, he even thought that he had finally found someone who could inherit the mantle of Dou Bleeding... but he was wrong.

It was just to let Zhabu come out to make soy sauce and see the world a little bit, but the white-haired boy, who was unwilling to be lonely in his bones, chose to escape!

Leaving the terrible master like a ball of stinky rags (Zhabu language) and the secret place of nonsense, the boy named Zhabu put aside all his restraint and integrity, and plunged into the red dust of feasting and feasting, copper stinking meat among...

In the first few years, I was living a bit of a chic prodigal life while doing the work of Yakari to earn living expenses.

But gradually, the boy was polluted by this world with too many temptations...Sorry, it should be him and the world that pollute each other...

In the end, he became a scum who eats, drinks, whores, gambles, smokes all kinds of poisons, and has nothing but skin and fighting skills!

Then, a few years ago, when he was chased to nowhere by various creditors, he was picked up by Klaus and Stephen from the shabby and smelly little bar, and he was raised as a combatant of the association and at the bottom of the food chain until now.

Well, but he is indeed impeccable in combat, despite his appearance, he is actually a genius!

Although he did not inherit the master's dual-attribute blood method, he has studied the "Vulcan" to the extreme, and even learned some of the most difficult mysteries, but because there is no cooperation from the "Fengshen", he cannot exert its maximum power. .

The predecessor of the border city HL is New York, which is known as the "world's largest metropolis". In addition to the developed financial and tourism industries, even the custom industry has a very considerable scale.

Rather, it should be so. It seems that where taboos are more developed, people's desire for food, clothing, housing and transportation is stronger.The wind (color) vulgar (love) industry, as one of the oldest professions of human beings, will never disappear!

After New York became the current HL, the whole city became more chaotic and disorderly.Without the control of laws, ethics and morals are also rapidly collapsed and recast in the contact of new civilizations, and gray industries including underground casinos, black boxing, and red light streets are also flourishing.

Not to mention human beings, people from other worlds also have the same needs, so you can find quite "heavy taste" ladies here.

By the way, there are quite a few men who have tried Ms. Outsider just for the sake of curiosity.

But for Zabu, compared to those women from other worlds with hard shells or sticky skin, he still prefers the big sisters with fleshy bodies and strong tolerance among human beings... I tried it once "Crazy Hunting", make up your mind never to do it again!

This is how he is. In the past few days, because he has no tasks, he has been betting on horses - buying drunk - robbing gangsters - fast food - custom street - betting on horses, living a depraved life of drunken dreams.

Then, when the catalog was buying high-calorie junk food in a fast food restaurant, he met his right girl (tentative), who is the salesperson, and in order to get along with her for a while, he ordered about ten people in a row. Stuffed to the level of pregnancy in October.

This young lady is friends with the member of Libra, the wolf girl Jane.

When she said to Jane with a look of disgust, "Listen to me, recently I met a pervert in the store..."

The clever Jane immediately guessed the pervert's true face from the characterization, and ruthlessly mocked Zabu in Labra's office.

"Scumbags like you better stay away from my girlfriends," Jane said, "How about looking in the mirror after washing your face with concentrated sulfuric acid, stinky monkey!

That might save your ugly face that was hollowed out by wine. "

"Tsk!"

Zhabu sat down on the sofa with a big belly, his face was full of displeasure.

"That stinky bitch, ugly! How dare you block my love path?"

He is still unwilling to admit that this is just an indirect period of high hormones...

Similar "love affairs" appear about once a month or so, last for one to two weeks, and appear every three months, making him seriously say "I only have this real heartbeat in my life"—— People with such words.

Lying on the soft sofa, the swelling feeling in his abdomen made him unwilling to move more. He even lost interest in bullying Leo, the thing that made him happiest. He just wanted to stay here quietly and release the high energy stored in his body Heat decomposition is complete.

"By the way... why is there no trick to directly ignite the fat in the body in 'Vulcan'?"

Zhabu said nonchalantly the words that the Blood God would hang him up and beat him if he heard it.

"It's really useless, this kind of blood method! Why did I learn this kind of troublesome and useless thing in the first place? Ahhhhh, it's so idle~ I really want to have a fight with Angelica-chan... ...."

Well, it's not incomprehensible why he's good looking and still gets rejected - the dirty desires are so obvious.

Although most men have a similar mentality, if they hide well, they are a gentleman, and if they speak out, they are perverted.

"Chichi, chichi!"

A gray-white shadow came in from the window, landed on Zhabu's swollen belly, and made a "puff" effect sound, like ripples on the surface of water, tossing the shadow up and down...

"Huh? Sonic?"

Zarbu raised his neck and found that what landed on his stomach was his kind, Abu, the sonic monkey "Sonic" with the same color scheme as him.

There was a camera hanging on it, and Zhabu vaguely remembered that it seemed to belong to Leo.

"What's the matter, did you come to find Leo? What a coincidence, that guy has gone out...... Or is he here to ask for food?

I'm sorry, little monkey, my uncle's wallet has been killed in the fast food restaurant, and there is nothing... Ah, that's right!Do you want to eat the family bucket I bought? "

Zabu has a kind of fascinated intimacy with Sonic, obviously no matter who he is, he is arrogant and foolish to everyone, but only when facing Sonic, he will be quite easy to talk, with imperceptible tenderness in his roughness.

If Sonic hadn't moved, he might have been staring at it for a few minutes.

Well, take a closer look, the two look alike... the so-called narcissism?

Sonic looked around, but didn't find Leo's existence. He sighed in disappointment, and played with the camera boringly.

"Huh? This is... let me take a look."

Accidentally caught a glimpse of a certain photo, Zhabu rummaged through it with great interest.

Gradually, a lewd smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This... can be used! It just so happens that my uncle's wallet has collapsed, isn't this the same as winning the lottery? Hahahaha... .”

"Haw!!"

Sonic snatched the camera over and hugged it like a banana.

It has not forgotten Xiaobai's promise, now in its eyes, this is not a camera, but a tropical fruit imported from Southeast Asia!

"Tsk!"

Zhabu casually picked up a fried chicken leg from the family bucket, shook it in front of its eyes, and then threw it out of the window!

"Haw!!"

Sonic jumped out desperately, and a moment before he fell, Zabu's eyes flashed brightly!

"Blood Fighting, Vulcan, Empty Silk Cutting, and Spider Fishing!"

A slender but tough blood thread was wrapped around the camera, and it was taken from Sonic with a light pull.

Should it be said that he is the proud disciple of the Blood God? Even Sonic, who has the speed of sound, didn't notice it, and he took advantage of the loopholes lightly.

Putting the camera on the platform made of his stomach, Zhabu excitedly flipped through the photos, considering Ye Qing's skill and Leo's reaction, he finally decided on the price.

"This one must cost at least 2000 knives (US dollars)!" Zhabu said proudly, "Ye Qing seems to have a lot of money, so you're welcome, hehe..."

Indeed, Ye Qing is not short of money, the gold in Taohuayuan has almost piled up as an emergency reserve.Rather, what he lacks is the means to turn these golds into the currency of the world.

But... Will he really be blackmailed by Zhabu and obediently pay the money?

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"It really is the most money in the world..."

Ye Qing's face was empty and empty: "But... such a thing, there is no sense of accomplishment at all. Ahhh, boring, depressed, and can't get motivated... let's put this box back , put it here to affect my mood."

Said, ripples in the air, Ye Qing sent a gleaming box full of gold coins to the ripples.

Just halfway through the delivery, a slender man with white hair and brown skin prostrated himself at Ye Qing's feet, hugged his thighs, weeping, in pain!

"Master Ye Qing! No, Lord God! Don't do this, just let it stay here, only its brilliance can illuminate my fragile heart in the dark!"

The proud disciple of Fighting Blood God, the core member of Labra, the prodigal son of the romantic arena - Mr. Zhabu, at this moment is hugging Ye Qing's thigh, with tears of humiliation streaming down his face.

"I...I have always thought that Lord Ye Qing is so handsome, merciful, majestic, and tall, an existence so great that people like me can't even match it! A humble, useless scum like me , if I can bathe in the brilliance of Master Ye Qing, it will be my luck~~~ So please don't take it back!"

"Al? Huh!"

Ye Qing changed his disillusioned appearance of an eminent monk, and sat on a chair with his legs crossed, his shoulders straightened, and his hands resting on the armrests, revealing the aura of a villain in an old school underworld movie.

"Huh? What are you talking about? The sound is too low, I can't hear it! My ears were really shaken by this pile of gold. I heard that strong light is harmful to hearing. For the sake of my uncle's ears, I'd better stuff this broken box in." It's..."

"Don't~~~Don't..." Zhabu cast his body down, "There is absolutely nothing wrong with your ears, and the strong light is not related to your ears—"

"Ha, what?!"

"No, no, it's related, it's related! It's because my voice is too low, it's all my fault!"

Throwing the egg-sized ruby ​​up and down, Ye Qing laughed like a fish in the beginning.

"Hahaha, you kid, you are very clever, this is your reward!"

Saying that, he threw the jewel out of the window——

"Ouch!!"

Zhabu raised his head to the sky and screamed, jumped up with the agility not to lose to wild animals, opened his mouth and bit the gem... jumped out of the window, and fell together.

At this moment, Ye Qing's eyes flashed a bright light!

"Feng Shen Bingbing·Puppet Falling Technique!"

An invisible wind thread wraps around the yellow camera around Zhabu's neck. The slender but tough wind thread gently tugs, silently, and delicately removes the camera, letting Zabu howl and follow the gem drop together.

Should it be said that it is Ye Qing?

In this short moment, the camera was removed like flowing clouds and flowing water, and Zhabu, who was very skilled, couldn't stop it...Huh?

Why does Mao feel that this scene seems to have happened before?

By the way, this is probably the so-called "historical similarity"!

History is always surprisingly similar!

The matter started ten minutes ago, when Ye Qing had just returned from visiting Michela in the hospital, but as soon as he entered the door, Zhabu mysteriously pulled him aside.

He smiled meanly, said he wanted to show Ye Qing something good, and took out a yellow machine.

Ye Qing thought it was a good thing that was banned in the eighteenth century, how could a Japanese high school student like him, who is both good in morals and academics, look at these filthy products.

He was silent for three seconds, and then, assuming that he was speaking righteously... followed by watching.