Chainsaw Man, starting contract to cut down the Demon Line

Chapter Twelve: Dongshan Xiaohong, you go!

"squeak--"

The black luxury car rolled along the dirt road covered with gravel and weeds, finally coming to a stop outside a desolate, abandoned factory.

Yan Liang and Dongshan Xiaohong opened the car door and stepped out.

"This is the mission location."

Hayakawa Aki walked to Yan Liang's side. He scanned the factory perimeter and his gaze finally settled on a Toyota sedan not far from the gate.

The car window was rolled down halfway, and inside sat a man wearing a floral shirt and dyed blond hair, smoking listlessly.

"Looks like the intelligence was right. There are gangs operating in this area. That guy was obviously left outside to keep watch."

Hayakawa Aki turned her head to look at Yan Liang, who was adjusting his cuffs beside her, and tentatively asked:

"Yan Liang...right?"

"Since you're so confident in your abilities, I'll entrust the task of dealing with these people to you. Go and find out what's going on inside, but don't alert them."

Hayakawa Aki's idea was simple: dealing with people is the best way to see their adaptability. He wanted to see what the other party was capable of.

However, Yan Liang simply straightened his suit at a leisurely pace, glanced at Hayakawa Aki, and completely ignored his words:

"You think I'd just go because you tell me to? What would that make me?"

Then Yan Liang turned his head slightly and looked at Dongshan Xiaohong, who was huddled by the car door.

"Dongshan Xiaohong".

"Yes!" Upon hearing her name called, Xiao Hong was startled and stood up straight.

"Go up and see what's going on," Yan Liang calmly instructed.

"Huh?!" Little Red's eyes widened as she pointed to her face, on the verge of tears. "Should I...should I go? But that person looks really scary..."

"Have you forgotten what I told you yesterday?" Yan Liang looked down at her, his words leaving no room for negotiation. "The secretary does the work; that's the rule. Go."

"I'm watching you from behind, what are you afraid of now?"

"Ugh..."

Xiao Hong dared not disobey Yan Liang's orders, so she could only move her legs, which felt like they were filled with lead, toward the Toyota truck.

Hayakawa Aki frowned, instinctively feeling displeased with Yan Liang's way of shirking responsibility, but he did not speak up to stop him, instead watching the situation unfold.

On the other side, Xiao Hong finally managed to move to the side of the car, but her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's buzz:

"Um... excuse me, may I ask you something..."

"Huh? What is that?"

The man inside the car was yawning. Hearing the sound, he impatiently poked his head out. When he saw Dongshan Xiaohong standing outside the car, wearing a slightly loose black suit and with a face that said "I'm easy to bully," a wicked smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Hey, where did this little brat come from? Dressed so formally, are you doing role-playing?" The blond-haired man looked Xiao Hong up and down, his eyes roaming over her body without any restraint.

"Streetwalkers? Your line of work isn't easy either, having to operate in the middle of nowhere. But I'm too busy right now to do charity work on you!"

"No, no, we are..." Xiao Hong bowed repeatedly, stammering as she tried to reveal her identity.

"What's with the stuttering? Speak up, stop being such an eyesore!"

Her timid demeanor made Huang Mao completely disregard the possibility that she was a police officer, to the point that he had no patience to listen to what Xiao Hong had to say.

With a cold laugh, he flicked his finger and flicked the half-smoked cigarette butt at Xiao Hong's face.

"I'm working right here, I don't have time to deal with you!"

"ah!"

A cigarette butt, still glowing, grazed Xiao Hong's cheek, startling her so much that her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground.

"Hahaha! What a fucking piece of trash!" Upon seeing this, the blond-haired man leaned against the car window and laughed wildly.

Seeing this, Hayakawa Aki's face turned cold. He was just about to step forward and teach that arrogant guy a lesson when he caught a glimpse of a black afterimage out of the corner of his eye.

That is indeed Yan Liang.

He had already taken a step and stood in front of Xiao Hong, who had fallen to the ground.

The blond-haired man's laughter stopped abruptly. He looked at the man who had suddenly appeared in front of him and quickly noticed Yan Liang's white eye.

The man stood in front of him, and even though he did nothing, the blond-haired man inexplicably felt a chill run down his spine.

But he still mustered his courage and shouted defiantly, "Who do you think you are? Didn't you hear me say I'm working? Hurry up and bring this woman with you..."

Yan Liang lowered his eyes and glanced at him. There was no emotion in those pure white eyes, as if he were looking at a talking corpse.

A palpable sense of oppression gripped the blond-haired man's throat, freezing his arrogant expression on his face and causing a layer of cold sweat to seep from his forehead.

Huang Mao was about to speak when Yan Liang reacted first.

Without even lifting his eyelids, he simply stretched out his finger and casually drew a line in mid-air.

A thin thread flashed across the blond man's neck.

"Pfft-"

Before the arrogance on the blond-haired thug's face could even fade, his pupils dilated.

The next second, a head, accompanied by a gushing stream of blood, rolled out of the car window and landed squarely in the mud next to Little Red's feet.

"Eee-ya—!"

Little Red looked at the unseeing head at her feet and screamed in terror, covering her head with her hands.

Yan Liang bent down, coldly looking at Dongshan Xiaohong on the ground, and interrupted her somewhat displeasedly:

"Shut up."

Xiao Hong's cry was stuck in her throat, leaving only terrified sobs.

"What are you crying for? It's not you who's dead." Yan Liang's eyes showed no pity. "And Dongshan Xiaohong, you better remember this. You're under my command now. No matter how scared you are, don't embarrass me."

"Being treated like trash, having your name pointed at and insulted without daring to talk back, and even crying from the insults—it's laughable to me to have a subordinate like you."

Yan Liang continued with a cold face:

"Your performance this time has disappointed me greatly. I'll remember this and settle the score with you properly when I have time later."

"Remember this from now on: no matter what happens, even if you're scared, don't cry."

"If I see you acting all timid and submissive again, I'll take your life before anyone else does a thing, understand?"

"I understand! Waaah..." Xiao Hong bit her lip and nodded frantically.

Although Yan Liang's words were extremely harsh and sarcastic, carrying a threat of death, Dongshan Xiaohong did not feel much fear. On the contrary, a warm feeling of being protected welled up from the bottom of her heart.

In this cannibalistic world, no one ever stood up for her because she was being bullied.

Although the criticism was harsh, Yan Liang was indeed protecting himself!

Xiao Hong wiped away her tears and scrambled to her feet. Even though her legs were still weak, she followed closely behind Yan Liang.

Meanwhile, Hayakawa Aki, who was watching all of this from behind, was deeply shaken.

He looked at the headless corpse lying inside the car, then at Yan Liang in front of him, whose clothes were not even slightly disheveled.

Sold out in seconds!

He didn't even see how Yan Liang made his move.

What demon did he make a contract with?

and……

Hayakawa Aki's gaze fell on Xiao Hong's back, and his expression became strange.

Judging from his protectiveness, although this guy has a terrible temper, he doesn't seem to be a simple-minded killer.

Indeed, he shouldn't have questioned Miss Machima's judgment.

Seeing Yan Liang's performance, Hayakawa Aki couldn't help but silently retract some of her previous prejudice against Yan Liang.

"Let's go."

Yan Liang ignored Hayakawa Aki's change of heart. By the time he came to his senses, the latter was already standing at the door.

Just then, a strange sound suddenly rang out.

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz—!"

"Roar!"

Behind the tightly closed iron gate of the abandoned factory, a deafening roar of chainsaws and countless howls resembling those of zombies suddenly erupted.

The smell of blood seeped through the crack in the door. Yan Liang and Hayakawa Aki exchanged a glance, then pushed the door open.

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"Clang—!"

The moment the heavy, abandoned iron door was pushed open, a strong, nauseating stench of blood assaulted the three of them.

Although the factory was dimly lit, it did not prevent the three people at the entrance from seeing the hellish scene before them.

Inside the spacious factory, severed limbs and dark red viscera covered the entire concrete floor. In the very center of this hellish place, a brutal massacre was unfolding.

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz—!!!"

It was a humanoid monster.

His head had been replaced by a roaring orange chainsaw, and where his eyes should have been were now vents. Sharp chainsaw chains extended from both arms as well, and the three chainsaws spun wildly, shredding the zombies that pounced on him into a shower of flying minced meat.

"Die! Die! All of you, die!!!"

With the roar of the chainsaw engine, the chainsaw monster let out a chilling scream, like a maddened beast rampaging through the dense horde of corpses.

“What kind of monster is that…” Hayakawa Aki’s pupils contracted, and he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with his right hand.

Yan Liang, standing at the very front, felt a flicker of emotion in his eyes as he witnessed the deafening chainsaw man.

This is Chainsaw Man, Denji, the main character in the entire manga.

I never imagined I'd see the real person in person like this one day...

"Hello! Are you from the police?!"

Denji, who was hacking and slashing through the horde of zombies, saw the three men in black suits at the doorway through his blood-stained eyes and immediately roared at the top of his lungs:

"Hurry up and help! I'm starving... After killing these bastards, I want to eat bread smeared with jam!!!"

"Xiao Hong, step back."

Without the slightest hesitation, Hayakawa Aki drew his katana from behind him.

Although it's unclear whether the chainsaw monster is friend or foe, the immediate priority is to clear out the zombies.

Hayakawa Aki moved like lightning, rushing into the horde of zombies. Sharp blades flashed in the dim light, accurately severing the heads of several zombies.

"Eek! So many zombies! Don't come any closer!"

Dongshan Xiaohong screamed in fright and hid behind Yan Liang. She instinctively wanted to cry, but when she thought of Yan Liang's warning to her, she bit her lip and suppressed her fear.

No problem, no problem! He said he would protect me!

Dongshan Xiaohong thought to herself, and grabbed his clothes.

Yan Liang, who was being used as cover, simply stood there with his hands in his pockets, coldly observing the battle unfolding on the field, without moving an inch.

"Damn the police!"

Enraged by Hayakawa Aki's intervention, the zombie demon, lurking in the shadows of the factory, let out a deafening roar.

With this furious roar, the previously scattered horde of zombies seemed to receive some kind of command, surging towards the center like a black tide.

Damn it!

Hayakawa Aki cut down two zombies with a single slash, but was quickly forced back by more zombies.

Not far away, Dianci fared even worse. He was crushed by a dozen or so zombies piled on top of him like a human pyramid.

Hayakawa Aki gritted his teeth and quickly retreated. He raised his right hand, crossed his middle and ring fingers, and made that signature gesture, preparing to summon the fox demon.