Chainsaw Man, the Fire Demon of the Contract Holy Lord

Shaking his head and sighing, Su Tang lowered his gaze to the ground, looked at the surging shadows, and said with a smile:

"So now, who has more people?"

Chapter 9: Youth version of the Shadow Corps

The afternoon in this small county town has never been so lively.

Su Tang sat on the front hood of the car, leaning against the windshield with his back, his eyes half-open and half-closed.

The surrounding wailing, fist-pounding, landing, and curses... twisted into a ball and poured into his ears. They were all mixed and noisy. In a sense, this was actually a kind of ASMR?

Moreover, they are immune-oriented, violent-oriented, and veteran-oriented.

As for why I think so...because Su Tang fell asleep just now.

He hadn't had a good rest since morning. First, the good mood of opening the business was interrupted by the devil, and then he had to deal with the police... In short, when Su Tang opened his eyes again, he found that half an hour had passed. back.

Gently rubbing his temples with his thumb, Su Tang turned his neck and looked around.

There was already a mass of people lying on the ground, but there were still a few who were still resisting. Oh, it seemed inappropriate to use this word, because they were just resisting the beating, and they were being beaten with curses in their mouths at this moment.

What surprised Su Tang was that the gangster boss with white hair who was obviously much older was one of the few people who was awake.

The old thing holds up pretty well.

As if he noticed an extra glance, the gang boss, who was being beaten by the black shadow ninja on his back, raised his head with difficulty, and immediately saw Su Tang's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"You...hiss...you guy...are also a demon hunter?!"

"The contract...is it a ninja demon?!"

"Ah, that's right." Su Tang looked at the old man who was interrupted three or four times by the ninja physically using his fists to say something. He was speechless for a while and simply agreed perfunctorily.

Why does everyone think he is a demon hunter when they first meet him?

So does the leg devil, so does the police, even the gangsters...

What?I, a doctor, make a contract with the devil to protect myself. Isn't this normal?

This is just like a repairman who carries a few wrenches, pliers and the like with him when he goes out.

As for the old guy mistaking him for a contract with the ninja demon, Su Tang can understand.

After all, who said that Dark Ninja is not a ninja?

Although his Shadow Corps is the youth version.

No way, when he signed a contract with the Holy Lord, the contract content was that he would obtain half of the Holy Lord's abilities.

This was the result of hard bargaining, otherwise he would only be able to get [-]% to [-]% of the Holy Lord's abilities.

Honestly, it's an incredible feat.Even if Su Tang wanted to come now, he might not dare to do it again.

That's the Holy Lord!

Even in the sealed state, spitting fire is enough to kill him hundreds of times.

That is to say, when Su Tang just traveled through time, he relied on his second-level understanding of "I am the son of destiny" to survive.

And he also played a trick, well... or maybe the Holy Lord didn't care about this little detail with him.

That's the kind of ability he has no limits on!

As we all know, the Holy Lord is not only the demon of fire, he is also the owner of the twelve talismans, the master of the black shadow mask, a talented black magic wizard, and a noble dragon...

Su Tang can inherit half of all these abilities!

And as the Holy Lord's abilities recover later, he will gain more abilities.

Of course, this is just an ideal situation.At the very least, Su Tang didn't want the Holy Lord to be resurrected.

Just kidding, the contract didn't say that the Holy Lord would protect his life after resurrection. According to the unfaithful nature of the Holy Lord in the original animation, I'm afraid his life will not be easy by then.

So, only the sealed Holy Lord is a good Holy Lord, right?

"Boom, boom, boom."

Another three punches.

The Black Shadow Corps was waving their fists like machines, and fewer and fewer gangsters were still holding on.

Su Tang glanced at it and couldn't help but sigh.

What is the difference between the youth version of the Shadow Corps and the Holy Lord's Shadow Corps?

Two words: wisdom.

If the Holy Lord's Shadow Corps is compared to the artificial intelligence in the future world, which can do everything from accompanying, serving tea, pouring water, and acting independently, then Su Tang's Shadow Corps is artificially retarded.

He does whatever he is told and doesn't know how to be flexible at all.

For example, just now, Su Tang's order was to 'knock them all down'.

So the Black Shadow Corps used their fists to mechanically fight the gangsters until they knocked them to the ground.

If you want them to use darts and shurikens, then Su Tang must give additional instructions, similar to 'use xxx to defeat'.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is artificially retarded.

"Wait, wait...ah...stop fighting, stop!"

The old man was very strong. He used his hands and feet to support his body and refused to lie down.

But what he got in return was the tireless beatings from the shadow ninja.

Su Tang ignored him.

Are you kidding? Hit when you want, stop when you want?

Do I have to say, 'That's great, he can still stop it'?

Glancing at the door at the back of the car that had obviously been forced open, Su Tang could already imagine the scene in which the gang boss was dragged out of the car and beaten by the shadow ninjas during the half hour he took a nap.

"Well."

After stretching, Su Tang sat up.

A gray-black jacket slipped off.

Oh?

Only then did Su Tang realize that he was covered with someone else's clothes, which were mended and worn out. When he got closer, he could smell a strong smell of dust. It had obviously not been washed for a long time.

"Thank you."

Su Tang recognized the owner of the clothes at a glance. Except for the girl next to him named Dianjizi, who didn't take a shower?

Dianci's face was a little red. She reached out and took her clothes, as if to explain: "Well... I just saw you falling asleep..."

After hearing the girl's explanation, Su Tang sighed again: There are still many good people in Tokyo.

Judging from the fact that he would swallow someone else's cigarette for [-] yen, Denjiko is obviously very short of money, but he did not accept the reward offered by the gang boss.

Su Tang had a very good impression of her.

So he asked: "Is there anything you want? Just consider it my thank you gift."

"Eh, eh..." Denjiko obviously didn't expect that there would be a thank you gift. He was a little speechless for a moment, but he quickly realized it, with an inexplicable blush on his face, and asked: "Um... nothing Is that okay?”

"Yeah. As long as it's not too much." Su Tang smiled and nodded, and then he noticed that the girl's gaze was a little strange.

Located below the neck and above the waist and abdomen.

There, uh... aren't they breasts?

Su Tang's face suddenly looked a little weird, and then he heard the intermittent voice of Denjizi, who was clearly suppressing excitement.

"That...I mean...I can touch you..."

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PS: Thanks to 'Too Much Strange Knowledge' for the gift of salted fish spurs and two packs of spicy strips, Aligado!

The silly and cute author can touch you...

Chapter 10: Denjiko: I have a dream

Denjiko has always had a dream.

She wanted to live a life that a normal person should have: no need to sleep in a dilapidated hut on a barren mountain, no need to worry about the next meal every day, no need to bear a huge debt of more than 3000 million yen, no need to spend every day with her husband at the age of 16. Demons fight...wait.

These are all out of reach for her, but what she never tells others is that she has an even more distant luxury wish:

Find a handsome boyfriend, and then do sexy things with him every day, touch his shapely chest muscles, sit on his lap, and listen to his interesting stories.

But she knew it was impossible.

Because no man would want to live in such a dilapidated hut with her.

So she simplified this extravagant wish and turned it into having sex with a handsome boy; then she simplified it again and wanted to touch the handsome boy's beautiful chest muscles.

Unfortunately, even this is a luxury.

In her memory, the last time she saw a man's upper body was when she was a child, the day after her father died.The gang members put all of her father's debts on her, and if she didn't pay them back one by one, she would die.So at a young age, she had no choice but to try going into the sea.but……

She remembered clearly that a greasy middle-aged uncle came that day.Naturally, Denjiko didn't want to give it to such a guy for the first time, but she could bear it. What she couldn't bear was that the other guy actually laughed and said he wanted to have sex for free!

No money!

Can this be tolerated? !

The very angry Denjiko used the chainsaw on Bochita's head to chop the man in half as soon as he took off his shirt.

Blood was everywhere.

From then on, no one dared to order her service.After all, no one wants their heads and butts to go their separate ways.

So over the years she has maintained her miserable status as a 'chu', making money by logging in the deep mountains and forests every day, and occasionally working part-time as a demon hunter to make extra money.

I saw only a handful of men!

But today...it seems like things have changed!

Denjizi's breathing was a little rapid, and she stared at the man whom the gang boss called 'Su Tang' without blinking.

Young, handsome, strong, energetic...and most importantly friendly!

Is it possible that I have to cross the dream stage and fulfill my extravagant hopes first? !

Looking at Su Tang's upper body wrapped in a thin white shirt, his chest moving up and down in the rhythm of the wind and breathing, his skin looming through a thin layer of fabric... Denjizi's eyes went straight. .

"Um...what did you just say?"

The banging of punches continued, and the old man's curses were still loud, so Su Tang only heard words like 'touch'.

He wondered if he had heard it wrong.

This made him a little embarrassed, and he coughed lightly and asked again: "The noise around me was a bit loud just now, and I didn't hear it clearly. Can you please say it again?"

thump.

thump.

thump.

This time it wasn't the sound of fists, but the sound of Denjiko's heartbeat.

Her face instantly turned red with embarrassment.

What... need to say it again!

How can this be said!

Taking a deep breath, Denjiko was about to close her eyes and muster up the courage to do it again, when she suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

No, if she really asked for touching, she would only get temporary happiness; but if she restrained herself and caught Su Tang, wouldn't it be a lifetime of happiness?

She can still distinguish between a moment and a lifetime.

Therefore, Su Tang must not be allowed to dislike him in advance!

At this moment, Denjizi suddenly felt that his IQ had risen to another level.

She immediately stopped the words that had been raised in her throat, and then changed to another explanation.