The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 507: Gambling (16)

While the gambling game was still in full swing, in an unknown Japanese-style room, two evil spirits were fighting fiercely.

Zhang Chunfa's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. The green ghost opposite him seemed to have endless strength and his breathing was not disordered at all, but he himself was already beginning to feel a little tired.

"What's wrong, Zhang?" Qinggui lowered his sword and asked, "Is this all you can do?"

As he said that, he raised his knife and moved forward again, not letting go of any opportunity.

Zhang Chunfa tried his best to resist the attack. His breathing became heavier and he was showing some signs of weakness, but he still refused to admit defeat: "Duilei mother, you are far from being good enough to defeat me!"

Although he didn't understand what Zhang Chunfa said, Qing Gui knew very well that it was not a good thing. He waved his long sword and taunted, "Zhang, you can't defeat me with trash talk. When I saw you appear here, I actually had a little expectation in my heart. I wanted to see your true strength, but..."

He suddenly changed to holding the knife with both hands and chopped down.

Zhang Chunfa was caught off guard and could only barely block with his sword, but he still couldn't withstand the huge force. He was knocked back a long distance, slipped, and fell to the ground.

When he wanted to get up the next second, the tip of the sword was already an inch in front of his chest. He only needed to push it forward gently to pierce through his body, but Qing Gui did not do so immediately, which made Zhang Chunfa dare not act rashly.

Qing Gui stood in front of Zhang Chunfa and continued what he had not finished saying before: "...You are too weak, not even as strong as when I first met you. Your family, subordinates, and dependence on a comfortable environment have weakened you to this point. I shouldn't have expected anything from a coward who has been hiding in his own nightmare for so many years."

"You really know about this!" Zhang Chunfa stared at Qing Gui and roared, "What on earth did you do to me? Did you let me join the sect just for this moment?"

"What did you do?" Qinggui said with a smile, "You chose to get a tattoo of a ghost on your back, didn't you? You abandoned your past and exchanged escape for long-term comfort. I have raised you for so long and made you a cadre in the association, second only to me and Liangwu, just like a farmer and his crops. I have given you enough. Now, it's time for you to repay me."

Before Zhang Chunfa could react, Qinggui pushed the sword forward a few inches and pierced Zhang Chunfa's chest. A piece of the blade appeared from behind him and pierced him directly, leaving him stunned on the spot.

After doing all these things, Qing Gui's expression did not change at all. He turned his head to look at Qian Xiaoyi and found that Qian Xiaoyi was still sitting there without any movement, so he said: "So Zhang was really tricked by you and used as a test for the organization's details? What a poor guy, he is always betrayed. Forget it, I will kill you later to avenge him."

Qian Xiaoyi sat cross-legged on the spot, supporting his knees with his hands, and actually chuckled, then said seriously: "I didn't betray him, because I know that he is still useful to you now. You need Gui Yikou's power to deal with those exorcists outside, so you won't just kill him... So, it's that demon sword, right?"

"Boring." Without seeing the other party's frustrated expression, Qing Gui snorted in dissatisfaction. Looking carefully, the blade that pierced Zhang Chunfa's back did not create any wounds, and there was no blood. Zhang Chunfa was just confused about this situation. Just when he was about to resist, Qing Gui seemed to have grasped it, and instantly launched the power of the magic sword in his hand. The blade that pierced Zhang Chunfa's chest actually began to absorb the tattoos on Zhang Chunfa's body!
That's right, the ghost-mouth tattoo on Zhang Chunfa's back was like oil stains floating in the sink flowing into the sewer pipe. The blue-black pigment was continuously gathering towards the demon sword and then being absorbed into the interior of the blade.

Zhang Chunfa suddenly let out a shrill scream, seeming to be in extreme pain. He looked towards Qian Xiaoyi for help. Qian Xiaoyi tightly grasped the copper coin sword in his hand, staring at that place, as if ready to take action at any time, but he was reluctant to move, as if he was waiting for the best opportunity.

Seeing that Qian Xiaoyi made no move to come up, the Green Ghost ignored him and just absorbed the power of the ghost's mouth while guarding against Qian Xiaoyi's possible sneak attack.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Veins bulged on Zhang Chunfa's face, and even his sunglasses were thrown aside. His expression looked like a madman, but he was unable to break free. As the Green Ghost controlled the demon sword to absorb his power, the "Ghost's Mouth" tattoo on Zhang Chunfa's back began to fade gradually, and one could vaguely see some image covered under the "Ghost's Mouth" tattoo.

"I feel the power..." Qing Gui said intoxicatedly. The tattoo pigments passed through the magic sword and along Qing Gui's arm holding the sword, and continued to gather on his body. The traces of burning on his body that were originally like black flames also began to condense at this time, and slowly turned into the prototype of a terrifying monster on his back, and its shape was like the ghost mouth behind Zhang Chunfa.

"Why... do you have to do this?" Zhang Chunfa endured the pain and asked, "If you want this power, can't you just tattoo this thing yourself? Why... do you have to go through me?"

Qing Gui felt the power in his body, and he felt that his control over this place began to strengthen greatly, as if he could leave here at any time, go outside and kill those exorcists, and eliminate the future troubles for the organization.

Hearing Zhang Chunfa's question, Qing Gui laughed coldly and said, "I asked that person the same question at the beginning, but he told me that you are a special existence and only you can bear the karma brought by a ghost's mouth, but I can't. That's why I have to use this tricky method to train you and absorb your power...

But now it seems that I always feel that person is lying to me. I have been dealing with you for so many years, and I have never felt that you are special. It is nothing more than that you are more fierce, more violent, and more tenacious than others. But there are at least 800 such people in the underworld, and they all died young. I have seen too many of them.

After joining the gang for a few years, you gradually accepted the social environment here, became much more tactful, and even lost your ferocity, becoming like a dog... If I didn't need the strength you've gathered over the years, we could have pretended to be good brothers and continued to get along. Unfortunately... those exorcists outside wouldn't agree~ Blame them if you want to blame someone.

...Enough of that nonsense, it's time to send you on your way."

He increased the power of the demon sword to swallow the ghost, making the color of the ghost tattoo on Zhang Chunfa's back become thinner. Zhang Chunfa's only remaining good eye flashed red, revealing a fierce look.

At the same time, under the cover of the blurry ghost-mouth tattoo, as the paint quickly disappeared, a pair of angry phoenix eyes suddenly opened.

(End of this chapter)