Chainsaw Man, the Fire Demon of the Contract Holy Lord

The Holy Lord glanced casually in that direction, and then withdrew his gaze.

He sat on the chariot and slowly leaned down.

In an instant, a large shadow was cast on this area, which was filled in tightly.

It's like a dark green sky is pressing down, making people breathless.

Aiming at the little boy, the Holy Lord stretched out his arm and easily lifted him into the air with the tips of his thumb and index finger.

"Woooooooooooo..."

The boy's legs struggled wildly.

"Lord Holy Lord, please, no!" The mother's face was covered with blood. She raised her head and looked at this scene with a look of despair.

The Holy Lord ignored her.

He just looked at the little boy with a scary smile and suddenly opened his mouth!

In an instant, the thick smell of blood rushed towards his face!The sharp and intertwined teeth were densely packed, like deadly sharp knives, flashing with a cold light.

The boy finally couldn't hold it back anymore and cried tremblingly.

"Hahahaha! This expression is just right!"

With a ferocious smile, the Holy Lord spit out a stream of flames at the boy's side. Looking at the frightened boy, he bared his fangs and said, "Kid, remember to listen to your elders more in the future."

"Now, go back and kneel down for me!"

As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and the boy was thrown from the air to the ground, landing in a kneeling position behind his mother.

"Thank you, Lord Holy Lord! Thank you, Lord Holy Lord!"

The woman raised her bloody face and thanked the Holy Lord wildly with joy.

The Holy Lord ignored her.

He just turned his head again, ready to start his own drill.

But there seemed to be a lot of thorns today.

Maybe because he let the child go just now and some people misunderstood something, a few more people suddenly stood up.

"Lord Holy Lord! We request a change of location!"

"That's right! We want to go to the front! We want to admire your glory more closely!"

"I am the son of the village chief! I can't be in the same position as them!"

"And me, and me! I am the manager of the company, and I should be the one who leads them to kneel down. This is not fair!"

Ups and downs, all mixed up.

This is a small group of leaders, wealthy people, officials and businessmen.

When the marshal ruled, they were also part of the ruler - responsible for helping the marshal rule the people below.But no matter how small the matter is, it is always superior to others.

So when they were forced to kneel down together with these originally ruled people, they felt a deep sense of discomfort in their hearts.

You can kneel down, but there must be a difference!

For example, those civilians should kneel further back, for example...

"Uh...uhhhh!"

There is no other example.

For a few moments, they hesitated as if fate had choked them, and were lifted into the air by invisible hands.

"Fairness? Difference? Status?"

The Holy Lord's blood-red eyes looked at them floating in the air and said: "Who are you? Do you still want to be different from me?"

"Rich businessmen, officials, landowners, powerful ministers... Haha, they all have the same status. There is no difference between you and others under my rule. No one has extra power except me!"

"Fair, don't you think this is fair, huh?"

With a cold snort, several people were thrown away by the Holy Lord's thoughts.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the target happened to pass by the small courtyard where there was movement just now.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Some people are ready to make a move, some are waiting for work, and some are sitting on the mountain watching the tigers.

someone here……

"It's blood food! Such fresh blood food!"

A voice of surprise sounded, and then, a black figure suddenly rose into the sky in the yard and headed straight for the few figures passing by in the air.

It looks quite similar...

Bat demon?

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Chapter 7: Are you... worthy of being called a devil like me?

"Oops, we were discovered!"

When the Holy Master threw those people over here, Su Tang and his party, who were still in the yard, instantly realized that they had been exposed.

"Boss Wallong, what should we do?!" The Blackhand trio turned to look at Wallong, who was looking gloomy at the side. Ah Fen said tentatively: "The wind is too strong, how about... let's retreat first?"

"As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Now that the Holy Lord is in the spotlight, we don't have to fight with him." Zhou also agreed with this proposal: "As long as Boss Su Tang and this magician are still there, we can There will definitely be a day when revenge will be successful, so there is no need to rush into this moment."

"I agree! I can also pretend to surrender and buy time for you! Hehe."

Pava is not willing to bear the title of surrender party, but if the proposal of surrender is made under forced circumstances, then she will still allow herself to be a little cautious.

What's more, this is not surrender, this is fake surrender!

Humph, Master Pava decided to feed the tiger with his own body, and he had to take this step in order to protect everyone!

"Okay, don't say any more."

Wallon frowned, seeming a little impatient.

He held the cane and pressed an invisible button with his thumb, and then heard a buzzing sound.

A laser beam suddenly shot out from the head of the staff, flashing with a frightening electric light.

"Remember, our relationship with the Holy Lord is incompatible. If there are any more surrenders..."

His eyes turned cold and Valongxin slashed.

Kacha-!

I saw that the stone table in front of a few people was split into two in an instant!

The cut surface in the middle was as smooth as a mirror. When it fell heavily to the ground, the smoke and dust came along with Valon's cold voice: "It's like this table!"

Pava's eyes suddenly widened to their maximum size.

This table was right between her and Valon. She had sat on it just now to save effort, so the laser almost hit her butt!

If it were a little more biased, I guess everyone could have a roast rump today!

"you you……"

Our Lord Blood Demon is very angry!

She stood up, pointed at Wa Long, and shouted angrily: "You guy! You must pay attention to safety when using swords in the future!"

"Hmph, if it weren't for Su Tang's sake, I would definitely give you a lesson, but let's forget it this time and spare you!"

The split stone table still fell to the ground, and the laser cane with flashing electric light still stood in front of her with a buzzing sound.

Of course, describing these is not because Pava is afraid, she just feels that she needs to be good at observation.

As for surrendering...

What?What is surrender?

"I have made it very clear here that surrender is absolutely not possible! It belongs to Dah! Anyone who talks about surrender is going against me, Su Tang, and the Black Hand Gang!"

Pava put his hands on his hips and looked at the high-tech cane righteously.

"Hmph. I hope you will do what you say."

Wallon withdrew the laser beam, squinted his eyes and said it was not painful or itchy.

He is not Su Tang, and he has no strength or energy to coddle these demons.Most of the disobedient ones have died under his banknotes and cane.

Seeing that the farce was over, Su Tang turned around.

He selectively ignored the resentment in Pava's eyes, pointed to the sky and said: "The Holy Master uses his mind to control their flying speed, and seems to be deliberately fishing us out. Do you have any ideas?"

"Emm...Mage, what do you think?"

Ah Fen thought for a moment and decided to throw the question to the little magician aside.

The little Dharma Master has been silent since he spoke just now, staring at the Holy Master with a frown on his face.

Hearing A Fen's question at this time, he shook his head and said: "We don't need to do anything, just let them fend for themselves... I initially thought that the Holy Lord would anger all the villagers, but if it was a few of them... They are all a bunch of heinous guys who bully men and women, and the marshal protected them before and allowed them to escape."

"Now, the Holy Lord has allowed them to receive the punishment they deserve."

After Su Tang heard this sentence, he blinked.

Then he looked back at the sky, nodded and said: "That's fine, lest it be a trap set by the Holy Lord for us. But..."

"You were frowning just now. Did you notice something else?"

"Precisely because there is nothing to discover."

The little magician shook his head, his eyebrows almost twisted into the character 'Chuan': "Don't you think it's strange? There are so many prosperous places in HK, and there are also palaces where the marshal used to live. But the Holy Lord just appeared here at this moment, And he came in person in the name of some enthronement exercise..."

"No matter how much I think about it, it feels weird."

"Hey, is there?" Denjizi blinked and said, "I don't think it's strange. After all, the Holy Master is a person who likes grand ostentation. Isn't it normal to come here to show off?"

"There are more people in the city and the pomp is bigger. This reason doesn't make sense."

Su Tang shook his head slowly and denied the statement of the second son.

"Tch, what's there to worry about? Let me tell you, isn't this the home of a mage like you? Maybe that old green thing just didn't finish searching for your things, so he came back to pick it up again..."

As Pava was talking, she suddenly saw everyone looking at her strangely. He immediately swallowed, raised his hands and said, "Forget it, I didn't say anything."

"You, you really don't want to pick up the pot." This was Su Tang's voice.

"It makes sense!" This was the voice of the little mage.

Two voices sounded at the same time, making Pava stunned for a moment.

"The Holy Lord must be targeting something here... But I'm sure all the magic props and books at home have been moved... What else does he want?"

The little mage was pacing back and forth, holding his head as if in a daze.

Suddenly, he stopped suddenly!

"No, no... not everything has been moved!"

Turning his head, he looked at everyone, clenched his fists and said, "My father's body...is buried behind the village!"

"Your father..." Su Tang suddenly raised his head and said solemnly: "Master Fang's body? What does the Holy Master want to do?!"

"I don't know. My father left in a hurry and didn't tell me a lot of things." The little Master said anxiously, "But I'm sure that the Holy Lord's goal is definitely that, and there won't be anything else!"

The remaining people looked at each other.

"Let's go then. Let's go to Master Fang's tombstone with you. Otherwise, you may not be able to get your father's body back by yourself."

Su Tang said to the little magician.

"Then what should we do here?" Denjiko scratched his head and asked, "Should we just leave?"

"Of course not."

Valon took out a walkie-talkie from his pocket, looked at the crowd and said, "There must be someone here who can capture the Holy Lord's attention. It just so happens that I bought some interesting things with banknotes in advance."