The Chainsaw Man, but the Darkin Sword Demon

Sitting in the front row is a girl who looks a bit socially fearful. She has short hair, is not tall, is very slender, and is very flat. She is tied with a short braid, with long bangs on the right side, and two hairpins in front of her left hair. .This is naturally Dongshan Xiaohong who has never had a chance to see her before.

In the front row sat a demon, the lower half of his head was that of a normal human, and the upper half was that of a shark. His figure was strong but not exaggerated, a bit similar to that of a professional gymnast.This is Shark Demon, named Bim. Putting the two titles together is Shark Demon Bim, or Shabi for short.

In the front row are three "miscellaneous fish-level" combat members of class 4. They belong to the kind of existence that others can't remember their names unless they put their business cards on their foreheads. Contract demons are basically fox demons, and because they are long Because he is not handsome enough, he can only summon the arm of the fox demon, not the head of the fox demon like Hayakawa Qiu.

There are only 11 people in the whole car, which is by no means the "all combat members" of Class 4.

At least the angels and demons didn't come.

But there's nothing to worry about, anyway, Maqima has her own ideas.

Thinking of this, Mu Bai leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes with peace of mind. Why do you care so much about yourself as a wage worker?Fishing is the most correct working posture.

"Pava."

"Why?" asked the girl beside her puffing her cheeks.

"I'll sleep first, call me when I arrive."

"Oh."

"Also, don't steal my blood."

"..."

"Pava?"

"Can't hear you can't hear you slightly~"

For some people, the shaking of the train is an inhuman torture that can cause motion sickness, but for others, it is a "sleep aid" like a cradle.

Fortunately, Mubai belongs to the latter.

So he didn't wake up until the train stopped, and finally Pava gnawed him hard on the arm to wake him up.

Of course, during this long drive, Pava definitely took more than one bite.

Because Mu Bai felt a little dizzy when he woke up.

This is a very typical symptom of anemia.

By the way, I didn't feel any pain after being bitten... This girl still knows how to give anesthesia before pinching her waist, right...

"Are you a mosquito... Forget it, the blood counts as 10000 yen for you, remember to pay me back when I get paid next month."

"My uncle didn't suck your blood!" Pava was still stubborn, "If you don't believe me, ask Miaozi... Oh! I know, it was Miaozi who sucked it!"

"..." Mu Bai was too lazy to play tricks with the other party, turned around and got off the train with the footsteps of other police officers.

Arrive at the highest city in the island country, Kyoto!

When the destination arrived, the police officers had different thoughts. Some felt uneasy like Dongshan Xiaohong, and some were happy because they were able to "travel" like Pava.

Maqima walked in the front of the line, and there were several local police officers on the platform who came to receive everyone.

"Xiaobai, Pava, Bim, you three come with me." Maqima said to the crowd, "The rest of you should go to the hotel with these colleagues to have a rest."

"Yes." Everyone responded and separated.

After leaving the train station, another policeman who had been waiting for a long time greeted Maqima and the others and boarded the car—a long and luxurious car, which looked a bit like the one the president sat in.

The front row of the car is the normal driver and co-driver, the rear row is two rows of facing seats, and there is a small platform similar to a table in the middle.

Mubai and Maqima sat in the same row, directly opposite Pava, and diagonally opposite Bim.

The car was very quiet, only the steady breathing of a few people - in front of Maqima, even Pawa, who was usually the most noisy, quieted down, and was even a little nervous.

At last it was Makima herself who broke the terrible silence:

"Let me tell you about the purpose of coming to Kyoto this time. I plan to let the superiors test the results of our special 4th class, including combat ability, execution ability, controllability and other standards."

"You should know that Class 4 is the most unique existence in the entire Ministry of Public Security—except for us, no department will allow demons to become demon hunters."

"But correspondingly, our class 4 is also under tremendous pressure from public opinion, and our words and deeds will be seen by our superiors and the whole society."

"So, our 4th class actually has the risk of being disbanded at any time."

"I think you can all guess what will happen to you as demons after the dissolution."

Saying that, Mazima showed another gentle smile.

"In order to avoid such a bad ending, you must perform well for me later."

"Then... where are we going to go later?" The shark demon Bim couldn't help asking, "In what form will we test it for the superior? Is it going to be an anatomical operation?"

"Then I'll take anesthesia." Mu Bai immediately agreed, "But if the anesthesia needs to be paid separately, it's okay if I don't take it."

Pava looked terrified.

Fortunately, Mazima didn't say the most terrifying words in the gentlest tone: "Today is not the time for the formal inspection, we are just going to attend a meeting now."

"What meeting?" Beem asked again.

Machima thought for a while, and then slowly said a very appropriate word:

"exhibition."

Not waiting for a few people to breathe a sigh of relief, she went on to add:

"The exhibits are you."

[WEB] Chapter 36 Little devil resin 666

The luxury limousine slowly stopped in front of the government building.

The moment they got out of the car, Mu Bai clearly saw that the security at the door became nervous—maybe it was because they saw the devil's horns on top of Pava's head and half of Bim's shark head.

But as Maqima walked by, the security guards calmed down again.

In other words, it is [calm].

Maqima led two demons and a half-human and half-devil into the government building. All government officials along the way would respectfully salute her as if she was the owner of the building.

Several people took the elevator to the top floor of the government building, and then walked straight into the largest and most luxurious auditorium.

But the strange thing is that there is no host in the auditorium, and there is no podium, and even a large part of the seats under the stage have been vacated to free up an open space.

In the middle of the air is a long table covered with red cloth, which is filled with wine, desserts and fruits, and a gorgeous circular chandelier hangs directly above the long table.The entire auditorium does not look like an auditorium for meetings at all, but a bit like the scene of a ball held by nobles in the Middle Ages.

There are many "participants" in suits and leather shoes standing on both sides of the long table, including men and women, and many of them don't even look like Asians—to be exact, most of them.

Maqima led the three of them slowly towards the long table, and the originally lively auditorium suddenly fell silent. The crowd who were laughing and chatting all looked at this beautiful and deadly woman in unison.

Needless to say, these people present are not simple.

After a moment of silence, a kind old woman walked up to Machima, and at the same time stretched out her right hand:

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Macchima. These three are the members of the Special Class 4 you lead, right?"

"Yes, Mrs. Mirsis." Mazima smiled and shook hands with the other party, "I'm glad to meet you too."

As soon as the words fell, many people came up to shake hands one after another, greeted each other, and introduced themselves.

Mubai listened to the side, and couldn't help feeling that the total wealth of the people in this auditorium could buy 1000 seaside villas, [-] four-door refrigerators and [-] million boxes of iced Coke.

The old woman who shook hands with Machima at the beginning was Mrs. Mirsis from Germany, who is currently the third in command of the Ministry of Defense.

The obese middle-aged man in a black suit and red tie is Mr. Tripp from the United States, one of the presidential candidates of the United States, and also the most promising candidate to become the next president of the United States.

There is also the man who stands far behind but has a very powerful aura. He is Mr. Sovsky from the Soviet Union. He also works in the Ministry of Defense, and his official position is also not small.

There are many other dignitaries like these, basically half of the people in this room are.

As for the other half, it was the demon hunters they brought to this "exhibition".

From the mouths of these dignitaries, we can know that the purpose of holding this "exhibition" is also very simple, there are only two points:

The first point is to allow demon hunters from various countries to have an official platform where they can communicate with each other and discuss their experiences, and at the same time enhance the friendship of various countries.

The second point is to allow countries around the world to witness the possibility and rationality of "making demons become demon hunters".

Of course, these two points are only the superficial purpose, and it is not known if there is any deeper purpose that cannot be explained clearly.

But Mubai doesn't care either.

He only cares about the desserts on the long table - those are high-end desserts that he usually wants to eat and can't afford!

That kind of cake that costs tens of thousands or even 10,000+ yen for a small piece, he can't afford it even if he sells his kidneys.

He silently looked at the blond-haired red-horned girl, who also happened to look at him.

"Pava."

"Greedy devil."

"My left?"

"The uncle is on the right."

"three……"

"two."

"one……"

"rush!"

With an order, Mubai and Pava rushed to the table full of high-end desserts that had not been touched by anyone—the dignitaries only took a few symbolic sips of expensive red wine or champagne. Just dismiss it.

The two of them picked up the wave leak hard this time-at least in their opinion.

In the auditorium, Maqima was discussing business with the dignitaries, Mubai and Pava were desperately eating, and everyone else had their own affairs, as if everyone was busy.

Only the shark demon Beam stood there blankly by himself.

Obviously there were four of them together when they came, but now he is the only one left.

He is like a forgotten orphan.

"Who am I, where am I..."

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Mubai really likes desserts.

There is a "secret room" in his mind, and the huge and useless information stored in it consumes a lot of energy every second, and absorbs his emotions in an unknown way, forcing him to keep it all the time. A sickly calm.

And when he consumes enough sugar, he can fill the "gap" brought by the "secret room", allowing him to briefly and slightly have the emotions of normal people.

Therefore, his favorite thing is sweets, especially high-sugar drinks like cola that are easy to store and carry and have a long shelf life.

And what he hates the most is being interrupted while enjoying sweets.

For example, right now, there is a ghost who unconsciously joins in.

"Ni is Mubai?" His neon language is not standard, as if he just learned it not long ago. "Wortinsoni looks human on the surface, but San is actually a demon?"

Mu Bai slightly raised his head and glanced at the other party, ignored it, and continued to eat the high-end dessert in front of him.

If you don't hurry up, you will be eaten up by Pavana...

"Wo is chatting with Ni, didn't Ni hear?" The tall white-skinned ghost raised his voice a little bit, and his brows were slightly frowned, looking very upset.

But Mu Bai really didn't have time to talk to him, so he responded casually: "Ah, yes, yes, what you said is right..."

This perfunctory act that he didn't even bother to act made that ghost even more upset.

However, he considers himself a high-quality talent, and he must not lose his temper without grace because of such a trivial matter.

He controlled his emotions a little bit, and then said: "How delicious are these things with kidneys, Wo really can't understand Ni and Ni's female companion, this looks really bad, like... a savage without resin. "

Mubai still ignored it.

But the ghost continued: "Wo thought I could see something interesting like a kidney today, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that, it is really disappointing. Maybe I should go back to my Americon, There are many people who are stronger than Ni have hatred."

After speaking, he looked at Pava across the table again, the disdain in his eyes remained.

"It's ridiculous to let the devil be a demon hunter. It's unreasonable to have a part-time job. The nuns are just a bunch of low... oh, Wo means, people who can't make it to the stage."

Mubai still didn't respond at all.

But Pava who heard this sentence was a little upset.

"What did you say about my uncle just now?" She pointed at the other party with a creamy finger, and said in a fierce tone: "It's okay for you to say that the devil who is greedy for money is low, how dare you call me uncle?"

"Oh oh oh oh..." The white-skinned ghost waved his hands again and again, pretending to be frightened and terrified. "It's so savage, Ni doesn't have any resin at all."