Slime as a villain in Japan

Chapter 102 The Last Madness
As we all know, Tianxiegui is a mean, shameless, sinister and cunning monster.

Ten years ago, he was wandering the streets of Tokyo, luring others to do evil, and the targets he lured were dead houses, congressmen, business executives, and Kurosaki Rin's mother Kurosaki Yuki.

Back then, Kurosaki Yuki died, at the hands of Tianxiegui. Even though she was the wife of the famous onmyoji Kurosaki Hikaru, she still died.

But Kurosaki Rin knew that it was the middle-aged man in a suit with the back of his back who killed her mother.

This made the young Kurosaki Rin hate all monsters in the world, no matter good or bad!

Back to the present.

Kurosaki Rin's eyes were cold, and she looked directly at the man: "Where is he?"

The man smiled gently: "Even if I tell you, what can you do to him?

Now you don't have the strength to take revenge, but if you come with me, I can guarantee that you will definitely kill the evil spirit. "

"Who are you? You are just an ordinary person." Kurosaki Rin asked doubtfully.

Although it seems a bit late to ask now, Kurosaki Rin felt very strange.

The man in front of her is clearly close at hand, but she can't feel any fluctuations in spiritual power, or monster power, but his heart is beating vigorously, and he looks like an ordinary person, unless he is good at concealment The yin and yang art of breath.

The man shrugged and said, "Don't you notice that the surrounding environment has changed?"

Kurosaki Rin swept her eyes, and she was shocked to find that at this moment, she was actually standing with the man in front of her in an alley that no one cared about.

The original street scene in Tokyo and the hurried passers-by are no longer seen.

Rin Kurosaki took a few steps back vigilantly, his hands ready to seal.

"Are you a monster? Or an onmyoji?"

The man chuckled and replied: "Of course I am not a monster, but who I am, you are not qualified to know yet.

You just need to know that I can let you kill the evil spirits, and even everything else you hate. "

You are fooling the devil.

Kurosaki Rin didn't believe what this magic stick would say at all.

She made a hand seal directly, but the next moment, the man suddenly shot and grabbed Kurosaki Rin's hand.

Not only was Kurosaki Rin unable to seal, he couldn't even burst out the spiritual power in his body, and was completely restrained.

Kurosaki Rin said angrily: "Who the hell are you? If you want to kill me, you can do it. You are so mysterious that ghosts will believe your words!"

The man sighed and said, "I really don't want you to know too much, but I can assure you that I definitely don't want to kill you, but just want you to be my spokesperson."

The man let go of his hand, and Kurosaki Rin quickly stepped back, but she found that the spiritual power in her body had been completely bound by another strange force, and she could not release it at all.

Rin Kurosaki became alert: "Spokesperson? What is that?"

The man's eyes were as bright as pure gold: "My spokesperson in the world, my name is Amaterasu, now you know what a spokesperson means, and who am I?"

Kurosaki Rin's face was pale, she looked at Amaterasu in surprise, not knowing how to answer.

In the next few days, arbiter's movement continued to spread rapidly.

However, Ashiya Michizo was unable to capture Arbiter's website for several consecutive days because of his poor handling of affairs, and was arrested. He was directly kicked out of the position of person in charge and became someone else's subordinate.

Of course, Ashiya Michizo didn't care. When he learned that he had other departments taking over Arbiter's case, he directly acted as the shopkeeper, leaving two members of the Sixth Division of Public Security in the headquarters and it was over.

He went to deal with the monster murder case again.

Tuesday, May 5nd.

A short man with mischievous eyebrows and a mask sneaked out of the alley and came to the convenience store.

He took some adult magazines inside and put some rice balls on the counter.

The young waiter looked at the little man in front of him suspiciously.

The little man said angrily: "What do you look at, although I am short, I am already an adult."

The waiter shrugged when he heard his shrill voice, and scanned the code without saying a word, looking for money.

The little man hurried out of the convenience store with a plastic bag in his hand.

But he didn't know that the waiter in the convenience store suddenly smiled.

Another monster, earned.

The waiter's backhand is to manipulate the monitor, call up the video just now, and upload it to the arbiter.

His video quickly passed the review, and it was confirmed that the little man in the video was a bean-washing demon.

The waiter's account was quickly filled with a sum of justice.

The waiter waved his hands excitedly: "Arbiter is awesome!"

The night is dark and windy, but the streets of Tokyo are full of neon lights, illuminating the whole of Tokyo.

At this time, Tokyo is the city that never sleeps.

In a park somewhere in Tokyo.

There were seven or eight bad guys with aggressive hairstyles holding baseball bats and iron bars surrounding a shivering, thin child.

The skinny child had an ugly face, like an old man.

The blond boy with very long bangs covered his right eye. He carried a rusty baseball bat on his shoulder and looked at the child in front of him arrogantly.

He sneered and said, "This is a monster? It doesn't look like a big deal. I didn't expect that the arbiter is worth 24 yuan. It's really a profit."

A boy with pink hair next to him frowned and said: "Boss, this is not very good, shouldn't we just get the bounty for reporting? I heard that monsters are very powerful, so let's not do this."

The blond boy slapped the pink-haired boy on the head, and he cursed: "Yesterday, that guy from Toyoshima was able to kill a monster with seven people. Today, fourteen of us can easily deal with a monster like a child. You know What."

The child trembled: "Please let me go, I really don't want to fight you, I really don't want to hurt you."

The blond boy sneered, "You still don't want to hurt us like this? Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter."

The unscrupulous teenagers on the side all laughed.

As long as the money is completed, they can get at least 1 yen each, and fighting monsters is far more enjoyable than being a waiter in a restaurant!

If you have more than 1 yen, you can go to the game hall for a while.

Comfortable.

Boy B licked his lips: "Boss, do you want to do it?"

The child was still begging for mercy, he cried: "Let me go, I look weak, but I'm really strong, I don't want to fight with you."

The blond boy said angrily: "You bastard, what nonsense are you talking about, you monster, give it to me!"

The blond boy was the first to bear the brunt. He held the stick with both hands and swung it with all his strength, like a boy hitting a ball in Koshien trying to hit a home run.

"I really don't want to hurt you, but why do you force me!" The child cried in vain with a hideous face.

The baseball bat hit the child's head in vain, but the next moment, the baseball bat bent as if it had hit a hard object.

The child was unscathed, and his bright eyes were full of hatred.

"I'm going to kill you."

The unscrupulous teenagers watched this scene in shock, and dared not speak in vain.

It doesn’t matter if you report the monster, you can successfully kill the monster, or you can kill the monster
Because of the increasing number of incidents caused by arbiter, this also makes the Tokyo police force a little bit tight.

The law and order environment began to deteriorate.

Some even took the opportunity to start killing people.

And the above situation is getting worse.

Because the bounty given by arbiter is rising.

All of this is starting to drive people crazy.

　I didn't expect to write a hundred chapters.

　　The novels I wrote before could no longer be signed, so I cut them off.

　　Gee.

　　Not much nonsense, I hope to write two hundred chapters and finish it smoothly.

　　I have been writing for so long, and tomorrow is the opening of the Tokyo game. No matter how I write, I can’t let myself be disappointed and bored.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)