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"Your subordinates are dead, and it's your turn. But if you tell me what happened to Helter Skelter's 'exchanging money', I might let you go. Since you can sit in the position of the leader of the eighteenth district, It should be very clear that surviving is the most important thing, right?"

Mei Zuo lowered her head, struggled for a few seconds and then chose to give up: "...There is nothing to hide, the organization that offered you a reward is the 'clown', if you are captured alive, the reward is a food bank that can last for three years. And if you are dead, you can also get food for two months."

"So that's it." He nodded in understanding, and then looked at Mei Zuo in confusion: "Since there is such a big gap between three years and two months, why didn't you capture me alive?"

"After two years of food storage, the meat is going to stink. And I know myself." Meiza said in a low voice.

The current results are already well explained.

Even if she hit the opponent's two vital points in an instant, she didn't kill him.Of course, this is not a question of whether to make up or not, because the current results show that the gap between the two sides is too big.From the conversation, we also learned that the reason why she was able to hit was that the other party wanted to test her self-healing ability.

But this ability is really terrifying!

grim Reaper.

"Really? But you don't have self-knowledge. You are obviously an S-rank, but you are so weak and dare to come up to hunt me. I will give you three seconds—"

"What!?" Mizuo was startled, and hurriedly said: "Do you want to break the agreement, this is different from what you agreed..."

"1!"

The sound fell silent.

puff!

The long starfish mask shattered, exploding a cloud of scarlet blood, and Miza's headless body fell down directly.

"I just said 'maybe', and you are the strongest among this group of ghouls, how could I let you go..."

After wiping off the blood in his hand, he asked Hezi behind him to look for the Hebao in the opponent's body, and the man also took off his mask.

With his dark hair, and his characteristic profile, he was Weston from 'the early morning walk'.

"It was obviously not like this at first..." Weston looked at the woman's body on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.

Recently, she has become more and more like a scumbag. The rule of never doing anything to children and women has now broken one of them.

But half of such a change should be considered force majeure, right?

When I moved to the coffee shop for the first week, I really just walked around the [-]th district every night.

However, the food in the antique coffee shop is obviously not enough for his needs, especially after transplanting the three heaps of Shendai Lishi, the desire for 'big food' is beyond the norm.If he hadn't read aloud to little angel Chushi every day for self-cultivation and self-cultivation, maybe he would be so perverted at this moment that he would mouth-eat humans by himself.

Looking at Linhe's 'wings' behind him, this is a completely different form from Jinmu's 'centipede', and it can even be said to be a non-combat type.

Its function is as flamboyant as its appearance, but compared to the Herbs eaten through it, the stored RC cells can continuously break through the upper limit.Those RC cells absorbed and stored will regenerate instantaneously when the head is severed, and they can also be extracted to last for a long time when fighting in other forms.

This is the proof that a new woman lives in his body after he comes from this world and loses Quan Mei every day.

In the past, the Hezi he absorbed was often taken away by the other party through the "mutual food" with Quanmei the next day, and all the feedback he got was Quanmei's RC cells.

Therefore, the forms of He Zi and He Zhe he used are as similar as Quan Mei herself.However, it has been half a month since she has not been nourished by Quanmei, and the three heaps of the god Dai Lishi implanted when she left, and the body of dissatisfied desires can no longer take into account any loyalty, morality, and contract spirit.

His body, eating other people's RC cells and merging with them every night, has been completely reduced to a slutty, coquettish, bitch that anyone can fuck...

Quanmei's position in his body is no longer the number one, and Shendai Lishi's second also needs to defend the precarious other types of Hezi who took advantage of the situation.

Do not--

It should be said that this should be the true power of his adaptability, not loyal to a certain type, on the contrary, all types can perfectly fit his body.A mere little girl...can't satisfy his body at all!

"However, the Helter Skelter bar actually offered me a reward. What is the origin of the 'Joker' organization? Did I offend them somewhere..." Weston muttered as he looked at the broken mask he got from a certain killed ghoul. whispered.

This Uncle McDonald's should not be a member of the other party, right?

"But forget it, anyway, the ghouls I offended basically killed them..." Weston glanced at Miza's headless corpse on the ground, and put on his mask again.

Chapter 86 "Everyday"

In order to upgrade the Kazuko wings that can carry Mrs. Ryoko and Hinako, Weston went to the [-]th District to make trouble after killing Meiza.

In the middle of the night, the flames of war that filled the streets suddenly sounded, and the blood and Hezi intertwined under the full moon were like a celebration of praise.It wasn't until the dawn that the uninvited guest "The Fallen" stopped looting and leaving the Seventeenth District.

Linhe, whose whole body was already stretched, glides in the direction of District [-] with six-meter-wide wings.

Weston looked down on the street and thought well.

The devoured Hebao can completely protect Mrs. Ryoko (Oko) and Xiao Hina from high altitude on their birthday from being discovered by the investigators.And if necessary, they can also let their buttocks sit on their own Hezi, propped up to take off to escape the pursuit of the investigators.

This behavior may prove that he is on the verge of becoming a 'dog lick', but to put it another way; as a friend, but also as an uncle, he is willing to become the devil... In this way, even licking dogs will sound like It's great.

After returning to District [-], Weston found a place to stop and wash off the bloody smell from his body before returning to the Antique Cafe.

seven in the morning.

jingle bell~

"Welcome." After the bell rang at the door, Dong Xiang bowed politely.

"Yo……"

"What, it's you." The smiling and polite waiter instantly looked disgusted.The smell of the after-bathing perfume emanating from the air that the other party walked by, and what did the other party do last night to take a bath, it is self-evident.

Smiling at this kind of scum is a waste of her expression.

"Don't look so bitter and hateful, I'm your guest of honour."

"you……"