The Chainsaw Man, but the Darkin Sword Demon

His hand holding the Coke broke and fell to the ground.

But the can of Coke didn't fall to the ground with his severed hand.

"You stole my Coke?"

An indifferent voice came, and the black boss broke out in a cold sweat - he had heard this voice before, in the supermarket before...

He turned his head in fear, and sure enough, he saw a familiar face.

A young Asian male.

In his hand was a can of Coke - the one he was going to drink just now.

"How much stock do you have? If you hand over all of them, I can consider saving your life."

While talking, Mubai drank a big sip of the cola that was almost contaminated by the other party, and held a blood-stained long sword in his hand - not the Darkborn Demon Sword, but another more slender and gorgeous silver sword.

"It's you again..." The black boss backed away repeatedly, and at the same time took a piece of watermelon from the old second hand.

A few mouthfuls of watermelon went down, and his broken arm was reborn instantly.

One of his abilities is to eat watermelon to recover from injuries, the second child recovers by eating fried chicken, as for the third child...he can't heal quickly with foreign objects like them, but his body itself is as soft as a ball of cotton, Almost immune to all sharp weapon attacks.

"Again? You know me?" Hearing this, Mu Bai sized him up curiously.

A black man with a strong figure, but he doesn't seem to have any characteristics-just like most blacks, needless to say, his skin color, and a pair of iconic big lips.

There are no memorable features.

But... he still thinks of the other person - his "secret room" will let him remember all the people he has met.

The black man in front of him was one of the passers-by who watched when he was fighting the plantation demon.

He also appeared to have taken advantage of the chaos to steal a few items from the supermarket.

The other two black men who were manipulated by demons...

Mu Bai glanced at the other two for a while, and as expected, he had seen them both.

"You all remember me? That's a lot easier—hand over the Cokes."

"Don't even think about it...!" The black boss refused straight away.

He was indeed frightened by the strength shown by the other party just now, but now that he has recovered, he is not so afraid.

When we first met, he was just an ordinary person, but the other party was a demon hunter with power beyond demons. Of course he was invincible, but it was different now.

Now all three of them have gained the power of that demon.

Now they can do anything!

The mere demon hunters can't stop them from ruling the world!

"Coke is ours, fried chicken and watermelon are also ours! Everything is ours!" The black boss roared, and then...

Push the second child out.

The second child was stunned for a moment, but he still reacted quickly.

He took advantage of the black man's height and wingspan to take the lead in punching, and took advantage of the fact that he was close to the body and difficult to use a sword to force Mu Bai to fight with him.

Seeing this, Mu Bai didn't insist on using the sword, and really took the move with bare hands.

The bodies of the three black brothers in front of him were transformed by demons, and his body was directly transformed with demon flesh, so there is no need to say which one is stronger and weaker.

In just one meeting, the hand of the black cock was wrung off—it was broken directly from the elbow, and the white bones and scum were pierced through the skin and exposed.

But just when Mu Bai thought the battle was about to end, the black boss sent a large box of fried chicken in time.

The black cock fights while opening his mouth to accept the fried chicken fed by the black boss.

His injuries recovered quickly, almost forming a delicate dynamic balance - as soon as Mu Bai caused him a little damage, he recovered perfectly by eating the fried chicken fed by his elder brother.

At first glance, this scene is a bit against the sky - the black second child tilts his neck, his eyes keep turning back and forth, while watching when the boss will hand over the fried chicken, and at the same time staring at Mu Bai to prevent being attacked.

He kept beating in his hands and chewing in his mouth.

Mu Bai didn't feel like he was fighting, but rather like playing a new kind of real-life game for elementary school students.

At this moment, the black boss turned his head to look at the black third brother not far away. "Third child! Don't bother with that child, come and help!"

"Oh good!" The third black boy rushed over immediately after resisting Vivienne's claw with his body as soft as cotton.

Now it's a three-on-one situation.

Seeing this, Vivian quickly followed up to help Mubai. "I'm not a kid! I'm a quasi-demon hunter!"

The three black brothers directly ignored this sentence, and also ignored the wolf girl who rushed up, and continued to arrest Mu Bai, which was a "just beating".

Mubai wanted to laugh a little bit - 16-year-old Vivienne is indeed not a child in terms of age, but she does look like a child in appearance.

Without being a werewolf, she is still a bit too poor...

"Miss Vivienne, can you help me collect some Coke?"

As soon as Vivian rushed up, Mubai stopped her, and then flickered:

"Coke will provide them with strength continuously. If you want to defeat them, you must first take away their Coke... This difficult task can only be entrusted to you!"

"Huh?" Vivian was taken aback.

"Don't hesitate anymore...you are our last...hope..." Mu Bai pretended to be about to be beaten to death.

Vivienne was surprised again when she saw this—Mr. Noah had said that he would not come, but now he suddenly appeared. This incident has already surprised and surprised her. Precious time to tackle the demon's backup hidden power source...

Mr. Noah is the real demon hunter!

A real...hero!

"I will not live up to your expectations!" Vivienne turned around with tears in her eyes, "You must hold on, Mr. Noah!"

"Okay..." Mu Bai watched the other party go away - rushed towards the direction of the crowd, ready to snatch the Coke from their hands.

Seeing this, the three black brothers, although their faces were full of bewilderment and did not understand what was going on, they also knew that their chance had come—it seemed that the two demon hunters in front of them seemed to have made a mistake, and this one named Noah The demon hunter can't hold it anymore!

"Come on, brothers! This guy is about to lose his hold!" The black boss raised his arms and shouted, with a smug smile on his face.

The black second and third children were also unambiguous, and immediately rushed forward with full energy.

The black boss laughed even more presumptuously.

And Mubai also smiled.

The next moment, a drop of blood flew directly into the black boss's eye, which was a little itchy and a little painful.

His laughter stopped abruptly, and the smile suddenly froze on his face.

Because the heads of his two brothers fell to the ground in front of him.

He didn't even see when the enemy swung his sword.

"The third...! No, the second... fried chicken... fried chicken!"

The black boss hurriedly stuffed fried chicken into the second's mouth, but the latter couldn't chew at all—his mouth was chopped into several pieces by the blade of a sword, how could he continue to eat?

As for the third child... He didn't have that kind of extremely perverted self-healing ability. If his head fell off, he was really dead.

While the black boss was greatly shocked, he couldn't help but stare angrily.

"It's enough to keep only one alive for extorting a confession, right?"

Mu Bai put his sword against the neck of the black boss, and he could kill him with just a casual movement of his wrist.

"Tell me, how much Coke do you have? Where are you hiding them?"

"You killed my brother, and now you want to take away what belongs to us... If I don't avenge my two brothers today, I don't deserve to be their brother!" The black boss gritted his teeth, with an uncompromising expression appearance.

Mu Bai didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and was going to use some means to extract a confession—for example, chopping a stick first.

But just when he was ready to wait for the opponent to rush up and hit backhand, the black boss suddenly made a move that surprised everyone——

He ran away.

"Second and third, from now on we will never be brothers and we will no longer be brothers!"

"..." Mu Bai really did not expect this move of the Holy Separator.

But it doesn't prevent him from catching up with the opponent easily.

The long sword in his hand flashed, and the two black arms and two black legs fell to the ground in an instant.

But just when he was about to torture the other party, an accident happened again.

A burst of black mist suddenly gushed out from the severed limb wound of the black boss, accompanied by countless dark purple worms the size of maggots crawling out frantically, and the fresh flesh, blood, and bones were devoured by them in an instant, leaving only the air in the air. of stench.

The black boss started wailing and screaming, but it quickly turned into a harsh sneer.

"The lives of black people...isn't life..."

"Black lives... are the most expensive existence in the world..."

"Black Lives Matter!"

After a roar, the black boss got up again.

But...he doesn't seem to be "he" anymore.

Mu Bai smelled two completely different but familiar smells.

One is the breath of the plantation devil.

The other is...

The breath of the void.

PS:

The hospital was quite busy a few years ago, and maybe the two chapters will be updated directly in one chapter for a while, and I will work hard to code and add more updates during the annual vacation (maybe there will be a reward at that time?)

Chapter 22 Zuolanni: Eat Need (4K words)

How many steps does it take to put an elephant in the refrigerator?

The answer is three steps: open the refrigerator door, put the elephant in, and close the refrigerator door.

So, how many steps does it take for the black bro to stand up and call the shots and sing?

The answer is one step, as long as Brother Lin's father and mother are on that stormy night... (cross out)

The answer is two steps. The plantation demon evolves into a zero-dollar purchase demon, and the zero-dollar purchase devil then evolves into a black life expensive demon.

As for how to evolve the plantation demon?

Mu Bai didn't know it at first, but after he smelled the familiar air of the void, he understood—infecting the void with demons is like infecting great god warriors and making them degenerate into darkin.

"Smelly stuff."

Mu Bai looked at the "black man" with disgust on his face, and swung his sword without any hesitation or thought.

But just when the blade was about to cut off the opponent's head, the blade was blocked by a strange black mist——from the body of the black boss, it was like invisible but powerful hands.

Immediately afterwards, countless dark purple, distorted and misshapen bugs spewed out of the black mist, climbing up the blade at an extremely fast speed.

click... click...

The sound of the blade being chewed was extremely crisp.

Mu Bai frowned, and looked back at the chaotic crowd—Vivienne was still snatching the Coke in their hands obediently, for fear that if she slowed down, she would not be able to destroy the "backup hidden energy" of the three black brothers.

There are at least 300 black bros participating in zero-dollar purchases, plus the police and melon-eaters who came to maintain order.

It doesn't matter if they are killed by void creatures or not, anyway, it's not just their own business, but if they are all corrupted by void creatures into another void creature... it will be very troublesome.

After all, the void can corrupt even demons, and it is probably not difficult to corrupt ordinary humans.

"It's really hard to drink some Coke these days..."

Mubai sighed heavily, and then casually threw away the long sword that had been devoured by the worms in the void until there was only one hilt left—the village good sword that angels and demons spent several years of life to forge, and just retired with honor.

Then, ignoring the severe pain of being bitten by the swarm, he stretched out his right hand to the opponent, and grabbed the demon-not-devil-void-not-void monster in front of him.

"Are you committing suicide..." The black boss spoke slowly, but the voice that came out was not his—it was not even clear whether it was from the Black Lives Matter demon or the void creature.

Or... a fusion of the three of them.