People are in Zongman, in short, they are very disdainful

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"Isn't it spacious there?"

"Give me full speed—"

"—It was grinded!"

Chapter 74 The title was eaten by a loli

Under the coercion of Kurosaki Ji, the poor clown driver drove a Didi car, and sent his siblings to another world with the momentum of crossing the crossing indicator at the end of the year.

No, the soul was taken out and eaten by the Crimson King, so I couldn't even go to another world.

"he he he he he.........."

There was a laugh that was uglier than ordinary clowns.

"Let me just say, how could there be no elite monsters..."

In front of him was a taller clown.

Wearing a black top hat on his head, with black cross-shaped patterns painted around his red eyes, holding a long leather whip, a bulging belly that cannot be concealed by a small suit, and a round pleated collar surrounding a head full of hideous writing .

He is far taller than ordinary clowns, reaching an astonishing 1.5 meters!

There is a big leather ball that looks like it is covered with blood, and it is in contrast to the bald head that is comparable to Sigong Huangguang!

"This is... the head of the circus? To check on me for fare evasion?"

"Give me a U-turn!"

It has to be said that Kurosaki Thistle may be the villain who likes to make fun of the battle in all the novels of Hedgehog Cat.

The head of the circus, whose painting style is as strange as a capitalist, began to rush forward frantically stepping on the big ball under his feet, even faster than the Didi car driven by the clown.

"Very good, it's time to go..."

The Crimson King appeared next to Kurosaki Ji, but this time, there seemed to be something extra in the hands of the substitute.

"You have already entered my range! Don't try to escape!"

"Wu Yifan's Sword, Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle!"

In an instant, the rapier in the hands of the Crimson King swung so fast that he couldn't even see the afterimage, and there was a faint sound of sonic boom in the air.

"boom!"

"Regiment--leader--!!!"

Unable to resist the lightning-fast sword at first, coupled with the explosion of the ball under his feet, the head of the circus lay on the ground and assumed the classic pose of another head.

It's a pity that her stomach is too big, and her lying down is not standard, otherwise Ji Kurosaki would drag out that soul and force her to sing "Flowers of Hope" to the head of the group to add to the fun.

"Swipe-"

Like the sound of the wind breaking through the air as the blade cut through the air, Kurosaki Ji felt a burst of sharpness coming from where he was.

"The Crimson King—"

He pulled the hapless driver to block the knife, and with the help of the double, the crumbs of the world easily landed, and then he lifted the Didi car smoothly and threw it to the place where the knife struck!

With a bang, the cart was split in half, and the smooth and burr-free incision told Jiji Kurosaki that he had encountered a hard stubble this time.

"It's you, the villain! How dare you kill my friend!"

Childish and innocent cruelty reminded Kurosaki Ji of the neon horror nursery rhymes he had heard before.

In front of me was a little girl about 10 years old.

Her short black hair is disheveled, as if she hasn't taken care of it for a long time. Under the dress of the same color as her hair is a white short-sleeved shirt, and there is only one open stocking on her two bare feet.

However, the undisguised hatred on her face, the stitch marks on both sides of her mouth, and those black arms with fingers like long knives all told Kurosaki Tsutomu that this child's destructive power is not as destructive as taking apart a hand simple.

Picture: "Actually quite cute", location: "Images/1644242211-100292271-108331389.jpg"

"It was you who took away my father before, right?"

Why do these words come out of your mouth, it feels like I am the mistress who ruined your family.

"No, boy, I don't know your father at all..."

"My name is Agatha! My dad is Malak!"

No, your father was killed by Lucifer, so what do you care about me, Kurosaki Ji?

I'm just a gentle and kind human crumb who came to steal your property......

"I want to avenge my father!"

Agatha's body began to emit a large amount of mist, which mixed with the white smoke around the circus, quickly covering Kurosaki Jiji's vision.

Picture: "It's so cute, let's have another one", location: "Images/1644242250-100292271-108331389.jpg"

Visibility is too low...and the smoke seems to be corrosive!

Regardless of the aching skin, Kurosaki Jito tore off a sleeve to cover his mouth and nose, and the Crimson King stood back to back with him, helping the main body defend itself from the attack behind it.

Back left!

Wu Yifan's sword waved in Herosaki Ji's hand, and the blade blessed with the breath of thunder blocked the pitch-black blade.

"King Crimson! Give me 15 seconds to delete—"

The Crimson King's time deletion is not suitable for dealing with such a large-scale continuous attack, and it is definitely a bad idea to entangle with Agatha here.

Agatha carried the residual aura of the defensive core, and the core must be not far from her in front!

————————————————The Crimson King——————————————————————

"Looks like it's here."

Along the way, Kurosaki Ji grabbed another car and killed many clowns. With the accumulated effect, the Crimson King's energy was almost replenished.

In front of you is a huge stage filled with various performance props, presumably this is where the clowns present funny circuses.

However, the headless statue holding the defense core is not on the stage, but on the side of the stage where the view is the widest and most comfortable.

This time, just walking to the side of the statue, Kurosaki Tsuji's consciousness sank into it.

“caelolucifer qui mane oriebaris corruisti in terram qui……”

The blond woman in front of her was kneeling on the ground, and in the middle of the inverted pentagram drawn by blood was a bleeding black goat's head and an ignorant little girl.

"Agatha, don't move, it hurts..."

"Mistress, I'm afraid...ah..."

The sharp knife stabbed into the back of the little girl's heart, perfectly avoiding the spine and other skeletal organs, and the blade that went straight into the heart told Kurosaki Ji, who was watching, that this woman was an old hand.

"My master, please protect my Becky family, and may the world spread the fear you brought, forever..."

The little girl's already weak voice was overwhelmed by the woman's pious prayer, which implied madness.

Only a faint voice was caught by Kurosaki Thistle.

"Is it such a cute little gift? Then I will accept it..."

Image: "Malak", Location: "Images/1644242279-100292271-108331389.jpg"

Scene switching.

"How is it, Agatha? Do you like these new toys?"

"I like it very much! Thank you Dad!"

Malak hugged the cute little girl who was laughing heartily, with a slightly sinister smile on his face.

Everything was in harmony, and it would have been even better if the toys Malak was talking about weren't the bones all over the place.

"By the way, come here with Dad, Dad will dress you up beautifully."

"Ok."

In the small dark room, Malak stretched out his long sharp claws and began to carve on Agatha's back.

When he carved the last rune, Agatha's body changed drastically.

The delicate little hands turned into sharp claws, the sides of the mouth were slightly split, and the eyes became blood red.

"You must listen to your father's words, and always be your father's good baby..."

"My Nima!"

After smashing the defense core smoothly, Kurosaki Jiji couldn't help complaining.

I thought Malak that you took a script from a loving father, but I didn't expect it to be a father's love!

What is your relationship with Qiuyue Xiaosan?

"So Mr. Malak, is Little Lolita's body interesting?"

Running barefoot on the wooden floor, making a rattling sound.

"You are not qualified to judge our father-daughter relationship, Kid Kurosaki."

Agatha, whose face was covered in blood, came and let out a vicissitudes of life magnetic bass.

"I'm just habitually criticizing the Three-dimensional Liantong, don't take it for granted, and you, an old man, talk to me with the body of a little loli, which makes me feel very sick."

Of course, Kurosaki Jiji knows that he is a complete villain, and his moral concepts are as elastic as a trampoline.

But he can't do the thing of selling his own people, which can be said to be his only bottom line that has no flexibility.

At least he didn't think he would snatch his subordinate's body.

"When I was at the Monkey Hotel before, another remnant of mine found a very interesting thing."

The remnant soul attached to Agatha became proud.

"You seem to have an ability that you won't be targeted by attacks as long as you lie on the ground, right?"

"Can this ability allow you to escape the earthquake?"

Of course not.

Binbin's pretentiousness is limited to a small-scale attack on Kurosaki Ji himself. If someone does not target him, but has another small barbecue in Tokyo, Kurosaki Ji must quickly pack up his things and run away.

"Come and see now, remember to make me laugh when you die."

The surrounding ground shook wildly as if taking a stimulant. Pieces of earth, rocks, and steel bars fell and bounced up, blocking the movement of Kurosaki Jiji under Malak's deliberate control.

"It should work."

Using the Crimson King to dodge another wave of falling rocks, Kurosaki Ji thought of a good idea to strike from the sky.

"Rola Takizawa!"

Huge yellow rollers fell from the sky, kicking up dust.

"You don't look like someone who would commit suicide. Are you trying to block my vision and launch an attack?"

"My soul is not fully fused with Agatha, and I can leave it at any time.

Even if you kill her, it won't help..."

"Who said he was going to kill her?"

"You are indeed here! Kurosaki Tsuji!"

Malak turned and swung his claws, stabbing in the back.

"Your attack routine has long been seen through by me—"

"See through, but not fully."