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Chapter 143 Magic Pill (15)

The samurai sword's sharp, iron-like face revealed a look of surprise. This was the first time he had ever seen someone who could withstand a "Iaijutsu" attack, and it was a woman no less.

He crouched slightly, his two sharp hand blades crossed over his chest, and the samurai blade above his head gleamed faintly.

"If you can't kill it the first time, then try again!"

The sharp edge of the sword held a murderous intent. Dongshan Xiaohong, slightly out of breath, stared unblinkingly at the arm holding the katana, her hand gripping the dagger in reverse, as if she were ready to defend herself.

"I have a reason not to die here!"

"I have never been to college, never been in a relationship, never lived the life of a rich person, and never watched a movie in its entirety."

"How could I...die here!"

Dongshan Xiaohong silently told herself that even when she was angry, she felt wronged, just like her somewhat conflicted personality.

The black-brimmed hat of the samurai sword disappeared instantly, and Dongshan Xiaohong's suit fluttered in the air. The two were moving so fast that ordinary people could not see them. The blades collided at a dangerous distance, sparks flying from the friction in the air!

As they passed each other, the samurai slowly stood up. He touched his chest, where blood was seeping from his trench coat.

Behind him, Dongshan Xiaohong knelt on the ground, blood flowing from her waist. Her white shirt and black suit were torn, revealing her fair skin stained with blood.

The samurai slowly turned his head, preparing to mock and execute this reckless woman before going to kill the man next to him who had ambushed and killed Sawatari Akane.

"boom!"

Another gunshot rang out, but this time the samurai had anticipated it. He raised his hand, and the blade on his arm deflected the bullet.

"Using the same old trick again, do you think this kind of move is..."

He opened his mouth to mock, but then he heard the roar of the chainsaw again.

Buzz--buzz!
The head saw emerged from the mud beneath his crotch, and the samurai sword stared in astonishment at Chen Lai, whose gun was smoking: "So this is your attack route?"

Chen Lai smiled, put his pistol away, rolled up his sleeves, and quickly approached the samurai sword. They wanted a righteous two-on-one fight!

"When I hit a man, I only aim for one spot: the Demon Orb!"

Denji's chainsaw cut through the katana's crotch, causing the katana to bleed profusely from his lower body. His legs were clenched tightly together; if he weren't the Demon of the Sword, he would have been torn in two by now.

"You bastards! Aaaaaaah!"

The katana roared and charged forward, blades materializing beneath his feet as he stomped on Denji's head, blowing it off!
Chen Lai steadily approached the katana and threw a straight punch, but the katana tilted its head, allowing the blade to dodge his fist.

"What's wrong with this guy? He predicted my prediction?"

Samurai was horrified. He took a heavy punch to the face. If he hadn't been thrown off balance, Chen Lai's arm would have been cut in two.

"Future vision, isn't that amazing?"

A smile tugged at the corner of Chen Lai's mouth, and in his right eye, the future demon was swaying back and forth.

"The future is the best!"

Chen Lai threw out his left fist, this time a beautiful left hook, while his body tilted slightly to dodge the bayonet that had just missed him.

"The future is the best!!"

The samurai swordsman, thrown back by the blow, was horrified. This was the second time Chen Lai had narrowly dodged his attack, and his right fist was already following! "Future, Saigoni Hi Iron Duck!"

Ding ding ding ding! ! !

Like a finishing move in the ring, Chen Lai's most ferocious right fist was unleashed in the style of the Rising Dragon Fist of Mount Lu, the immense power of which knocked the katana unconscious.

Immediately afterwards, he lifted Denji's head, which was covered in chainsaws, into the air, and with great force, cut the katana in two!
"The victory has been decided."

Chen Lai landed lightly, walked back to Dian Ci's "corpse," pieced his head and body back together, then cut open his own hand, blood flowing into his mouth.

After about 300cc, Denji reopened his eyes. That's just how Devilman is. In Fujimoto Itsuki's setting, death is not absolute; life and death are just a cycle. Devilman is even more special; he can be resurrected by drinking blood.

Upon seeing the electric shock, Chen Lai immediately used the power of the future demon to stop the bleeding. He could overdraft a portion of his future "skin" to fill the gap at this moment.

Then, he walked over to Dongshan Xiaohong, who was kneeling to the side, trying to bandage her wounds. Although she had the power of the [Secret Demon], her recovery ability was not that strong; only her physical attributes had been enhanced.

"Mr. Chen, please apply pressure to the tourniquet..."

When Dongshan Xiaohong saw Chen Lai approaching, her hands moved swiftly, even faster than before.

She wanted to prove to Chen that she wasn't useless and could continue fighting, and that she could keep fighting as long as he needed her!
Gazing at a beautiful woman under the moonlight often has a 120% destructive power, not to mention that at this moment, the little red duck of Dongshan is sitting there, looking up at him. The red blood against the snow-white flesh intensifies the wild beast's restlessness in Chen Lai's heart.

"Chen Lai?"

Her eyes were as docile as a deer's, yet also carried a hint of bewildered fear and unease.

Chen Lai lowered his head, gently cupped Dongshan Xiaohong's face, and placed a kiss on her forehead with the air of a superior.

Gently smoothing her bangs, Dongshan Xiaohong's face turned even redder than blood. Fortunately, it was too dark in the forest to see clearly.

She stopped bandaging herself and hugged Chen Lai tightly around the waist. Chen Lai was the first ray of light in her life, and she hoped that the sunlight would continue to shine on her forever.

Dianci watched silently from the side, and at that moment he felt like he really was a dog.

It's not surprising that a reliable and resilient senior like Chen Lai can find a girlfriend, but Dongshan Xiaohong is flat-chested, right? Is that all the senior's tastes are like?

Denji disagreed; his dream was to touch a proper chest, the kind that was visible to the naked eye!

As Chen Lai once said, he would die the moment his dream was fulfilled. Since that's the case, he naturally wants to ensure that he has no regrets after his death!

"Come on, I'll carry you to the hospital. My blood shouldn't be of any use to you, right?"

Chen Lai gently breathed into Dongshan Xiaohong's ear and spoke. Without waiting for her reply, he squatted down in front of her, gesturing for her to climb up.

"Senior Chen Lai, are you worried about Ji Ye and Qiu? Could they have been attacked as well?"

Denji's injuries have fully healed, and he doesn't need to go to the hospital... but at this moment, he doesn't know where to go except to follow Chen Lai.

Some people are born with an anchor, living their whole lives in a calm bay, while others are like reeds, destined to drift aimlessly.

Electricity is the latter; what's more dangerous for this reed is the fishing net, where unscrupulous fishermen haul it up, exploit its last remaining value, and then carelessly discard it.

"Fortunately, Senior Chen Lai is probably not that kind of person."

Dianci thought optimistically, following closely behind Chen Lai and Dongshan Xiaohong.

(End of this chapter)