The Chainsaw Man, but the Darkin Sword Demon

The simple-minded Pava was so excited that he was about to smash the opponent's head with a hammer.

But just as she was about to rush up, she caught a glimpse of Mazima's back not far away.

She faltered in an instant - if she dared to make trouble on such an occasion, Maqima would definitely not let her go.

"Oh, so I dare not do it." Gui Lao thought that the other party was afraid of him, "It's ridiculous."

He was invited from the United States with Mr. Tripp. He thought that the Island Congress would produce something shocking to the world in this "exhibition", but he didn't expect to see only a few stupid and barbaric lowly devils like savages .

He was disappointed.

So with a look of disdain, he picked up the cake that Mu Bai had already reached out to take, and even touched a little bit of the side, "Look, this is how the cake should be eaten. Be elegant, understand?"

Mu Bai frowned, "I encountered this first."

"Oh, but this has already gotten into Wo's mouth, I'm very sorry." The white-skinned ghost smiled rather wretchedly.

Mubai glanced at Pava who had re-entered the state and was eating vigorously, said nothing, and quickly turned around to eat other desserts.

But just as he was about to pick up another piece of dessert, the white-skinned ghost snatched his thing 0.1 second earlier—this person seemed to enjoy it—just like his country.

Mu Bai looked at each other quietly.

The white-skinned ghost also looked at him while putting the dessert in his hand into his mouth.

A second later, the dessert came into his mouth.

Another second later, an arm suddenly fell to the ground.

Blood spurted out, staining the desserts on the table red and blurring the white-skinned ghost's vision.

After a moment of confusion, a scream came out: "Ahhhhhhhhhh! My hand!!!"

The shrill shouts echoed in the auditorium.

Everyone turned their heads in shock, only to see a young man holding a terrifying dark red giant sword in his hand, with no expression on his face, with a calm and indifferent expression as if he did not do this.

There was no sound in the auditorium except screams.

No one thought that Mu Bai would dare to make a move on such an occasion—and it was not just a slap or a punch, but he took out his sword and chopped off someone's hand.

The nature of showing weapons and seeing blood at this kind of multinational high-level meeting is very different...

In just a few seconds, all the dignitaries have already figured out how to make use of the problem.

Maqima in the crowd also guessed what everyone was thinking.

But she showed a meaningful smile.

Chapter 37 Miss Machima's Game

Undoubtedly, Mu Bai's actions seriously challenged the authority and bottom line of the dignitaries present.

Everyone is looking at him, thinking about how to get the most out of this matter—this kind of "accident" can often turn from small to big in the hands of politicians, and finally transform into politics that "destroys the friendly relationship between the two countries" event.

What they have to do now is to package the matter of "getting the most benefit from it" as "seeking justice for the injured", and it doesn't matter whether the injured can get real "justice" in the end.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was very solemn.

But the person involved, Mu Bai, didn't seem to care - he had already put away the dark red giant sword in his hand, and was eating again.

Even Pava is ashamed of this obsession with things.

Now she would rather see blood flow than eat.

So, she yelled half-sincerely and half-fiercely: "Good chopping! My uncle wanted to chop it up a long time ago, but you are more greedy and evil! That kind of annoying and mean-spirited human being like a fly should be killed kill!"

She was very happy with the fire, but even more so in her heart.

She knew that Mu Bai must have done it for her just now - that annoying human scolded her, Mu Bai's move must be to help her vent her anger!Well, after all, that guy has a crush on him, so I can understand it.

Although she quarrels, she will stand firmly on Mubai's side.If someone dares to fight against Mubai later, she will definitely be the first to rush to help fight.

Well, of course, this is on the premise that her life is not in danger.

If there is an opponent who can't even beat Mu Bai, then she will take a taxi and run away on the spot - or play dead first, and sneak away when those people are busy beating Mu Bai.

Pava's plan was perfect.

But those dignitaries will not go according to her plan.

"Miss Machima, what's going on?" After a moment of silence, a fat middle-aged man—the boss of the white-skinned ghost whose hand had been cut off, Mr. Tripp, looked at him sullenly. To Macchima.

"We are here to witness the results of your special class 4, and to have friendly exchanges with you. Why did this happen?"

As soon as the words fell, Mrs. Mirsis from Germany also echoed: "I believe this is not what we want to see... This is something that no one wants to happen, but it did happen, maybe we need a reasonable explanation .”

"This young man is the 'half-human, half-devil' you mentioned, right? You said that he is very controllable and emotionally stable." The dignitary of the empire on which the sun never sets also interjected, leaning on a cane, " But now it seems that this statement is still open to debate.”

A group of dignitaries expressed their opinions one after another—they were all the same, basically they wanted to "seek an explanation".

Only Sovsky from the Soviet Union remained silent, and the three demon hunters he brought did not say a word from beginning to end.

In the face of the crowd's attack, Maqima did not make any rebuttals or statements, nor did she pull Mubai to apologize to the injured, but kept smiling and looking at Mubai.

"Miss Machima, if you insist on this, then we have nothing to talk about!" Mr. Tripp looked angrily as if he was about to start a war, "I will report this to your superior—the cabinet minister thing!"

Hearing this, Maqima smiled slightly, and finally said: "Please, but I think the most important thing for you now is to help your demon hunter get back his severed arm, maybe there is still healing."

"You don't need to worry about this!" Tripp waved his hand, and several private doctors immediately walked outside the door. They were so equipped that they could perform a broken arm surgery on the spot.

After a shot of anesthesia, the white-skinned ghost whose hand had been severed finally stopped screaming, and the auditorium became quiet again.

Seeing that Maqima had never expressed his attitude, everyone pointed their finger at the culprit of this "accident"—Mubai who was still eating and drinking.

"What's your name?" Tripp asked in a tone of supreme arrogance—it sounded like the police were interrogating a prisoner.

Mu Bai only raised his head and glanced at him, but didn't answer.

Pava, who wanted to see blood flow into rivers, answered the question for him: "Mubai! His name is Mubai!"

"Mubai, right?" Seeing someone telling himself the answer anxiously, Tripp's attitude became even more arrogant. "You half-human, half-demon guy hurt our country's official demon hunter, and you need to pay for it, understand?"

Mubai still ignored him.

This time I didn't even look at it, I just buried my head in eating.

Feeling that his majesty was being provoked, Tripp raised his brows, stepped forward and knocked over the cake in the opponent's hand.

pat.

The expensive cake just fell to the ground, and those dirty bacteria and viruses climbed up the cake unscrupulously.They never imagined that their unbearable bodies could one day climb onto the white body of the cake, and now they became even more brutal and greedy when they defiled, crawling all over the bottom of the cake in just three seconds, spreading it wantonly. with their offspring.

Seeing that the cake in Mubai's hand was knocked out, Pava almost jumped for joy—she knew that this was one of Mubai's bottom lines!

Mu Bai himself calmly looked at the possibly edible cake on the ground, and then at the obese middle-aged man in front of him.

"If you can pay me a dollar, I can pretend this didn't happen."

"Pay?" Tripp thought he heard it wrong. "You got into all this trouble and still care about your paltry cake? Jesus, you must be crazy? Don't you know what you're going to do next?" What are you going to face?"

Mu Bai shook his head, "I really don't know what I will face next, but I know what you will face if you don't pay me the cake."

"What?" Tripp almost laughed out loud.

He didn't notice at all that Mu Bai's hand had once again clenched the Darkborn Demon Sword.

"Are you really not going to pay?" Mu Bai's tone was very calm.

"No, and I want you to pay me a big one!" Tripp finally couldn't help laughing, "I will make your country responsible for your actions and pay me countless money and oil! "

Mubai nodded calmly.

But just as he was about to swing the Darkborn Demon Sword, a voice sounded in time:

"I pay for Mr. Tripp!"

Turning around, I saw Mrs. Mirsis from Germany walking out of the crowd.

"I'll get someone to send you a brand new cake later, Mr. Mubai." She first saluted Mubai, and then turned to Maqima who was at the side.

"Miss Macchima, I really don't understand why this friendly meeting has developed into this way? Did you invite us here purely to trick us? Or do you want to directly tear your face off with us?"

This is a very serious statement, and it has even directly risen to the international level.

But Macchima still had a smile on her face, and her tone was very calm: "Mrs. Millsis, do you think I really don't know about that?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

"You and Mr. Tripp, as well as many distinguished guests here... have already known about Mubai's existence, right?"

"I really don't understand." Mrs. Millis frowned.

"Then let me make it clearer." Maqima smiled slightly, "You and many people present want Mubai's sword, and have already put it into action, right?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Millis shut up with a cold face.

So were many others present.

Only Tripp retorted loudly with disdain: "I don't understand what you're talking about, Miss Macchima. But I know your speech is very dangerous, and I can sue your superiors for defamation!"

"Please." Maqima nodded lightly, and then walked to Mubai's side unhurriedly.

She looked at the Darkborn Demon Sword in Mu Bai's hand, gently stroked the back of Mu Bai's hand, and said softly: "If you want to threaten me, you'd better have the confidence to leave this building alive."

As soon as these words came out, all four were shocked.

If Mubai is a half-human, half-devil with an abnormal brain, then what he said can be explained, but if it is Maqima...

Everything she said in this great hall was representative of the country behind her.

"Miss Machima, this is..." The demon hunters she brought were already standing beside Mrs. Mirsis.

"literal meaning."

Maqima leaned close to Mubai like a newlywed wife, and then said the most terrifying words in the most gentle tone:

"That's the end of the play, folks. I'm well aware of all the little things you've been up to."

"From now on, everyone can do anything to Mubai at any time—any method, any place, no problem—even now, you can do it at will."

"I hope that everyone can try to kill Mubai and take away the sword in his hand by all means, and I also hope that everyone will not leave the capital until this goal is achieved-I will be responsible for supervising everyone."

"Of course, since everyone wants to hunt and kill Mubai, you must be prepared to be killed."

"Within the scope of Kyoto, life and death are irrelevant."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head to look at Mu Bai again, that gentle and sweet smile was as moving as an angel.

"Xiaobai, from now on, every time you kill a demon hunter, I will give you a bonus of 20 yen."

Chapter 38 We Are, Darkin! (plus more)

The "Exhibition" finally came to an unhappy ending, but Maqima didn't let Mubai do it on the spot - if she did it directly, many demon hunters' abilities would not have a chance to be used, and the purpose she wanted would be lost. Therefore it cannot be achieved.

After returning to the hotel, she immediately summoned everyone in Class 4, briefly recounted to them what happened just now, and explained that Mu Bai had become a "hunted target".

It can be said that this is the reason why she brought the 4th lesson "All Combat Members".

After listening to it, everyone more or less guessed this point.

There is no doubt that this task is extremely dangerous - those demon hunters from all over the world are carefully selected by the dignitaries, and their files are absolutely confidential, and it is almost impossible to know the slightest information except for their names —even their names may have been forged.

They already have two brushes, coupled with the closed information, it is easy for people to be overwhelmed.

Except for Pava, everyone else was more or less worried.

It was rare for Himeno to light a cigarette directly in front of Machima, looking at Akira Hayakawa with an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

Bim and Hayakawa Qiu looked relatively calm, but their expressions were a little dignified, and they didn't show any panic.

Furthermore, Hiroichi Arai and those four police officers who had no sense of presence were a little panicked, but not too scared.

Only Dongshan Xiaohong was so frightened that she was sweating coldly, and she kept saying things like "it's over" and "the new car hasn't been mentioned yet".

As for the person involved, Mubai?

He was still eating the dessert packed from the auditorium—because Pava didn't help pack it, he didn't give it to her.

Hayao Chuanqiu glanced at Mubai who was still eating and drinking. On the one hand, he was curious about why his stomach could hold so much stuff, and on the other hand, he was even more curious about his sword—or what he did about his sword this time. .