Human beings can no longer satisfy us

Chapter 140 This is unscientific!

Three nights ago.

A black smoke appeared over a certain village, and the people in the village were already dead.The solemn smell of blood permeated the surroundings, and the man in black standing at the entrance of the village looked ahead expressionlessly.

Under the dark night, a person whose face was covered by a black cloak suddenly appeared.He couldn't see his appearance, couldn't see his expression, the only thing he could be sure of was that he was in human form.

Just ten meters away from the man in black, the man stopped and looked up at the man in black.

Seeing this, the man in black sneered:
"Does the god of death without a weapon want to fight me?"

The man in black said nothing after that. He stared at the Death God opposite.I can't see the face of the God of Death, nor can I feel the God of Death's fighting spirit.

The next moment, the god of death disappeared in place, disappeared in place.When he appeared, he had already passed the man in black, and only heard the voice of the god of death who couldn't tell the difference between men and women:

"My mission is only to extradite the souls of the dead and fight with you? You think too highly of yourself. Let's wait until you die."

The man in black was startled at the moment he spoke, he hadn't realized how the god of death approached him at all.While looking back with horror in my heart, I found that the dead souls of the village floated into the black smoke above in white gas.

"Is this the god of death?"

The man in black sneered with sarcasm on his face.

At the same time, Lin Xiaolong played with the death scythe in his hand blankly, wondering if the scythe came out, it was too weak for him as a weapon.Since it is the sickle of death, then the ability is definitely not that simple.But holding it in your hand is not very useful, it can be said that it is useless at all.

Just as Lin Xiaolong was playing with the death scythe, the black-robed death seemed to notice that the movement of the breath stopped suddenly.Turning around and walking in another direction, the black death energy on his body kept floating:

"Stealing things from God of Death, you are doomed!"

When the gloomy words dissipated, the body of the god of death also disappeared.

Three days later...

It was already midnight when Lin Xiaolong finished his work and went home.

Walking on the deserted street, Lin Xiaolong looked at Bai Yue in the sky with a faint smile on his face.

This time unexpectedly gave him a feeling of tranquility, walking slowly on the stone-paved street.The surrounding scenery became gloomy, and at this moment a cloud of black smoke spread from the alleys in all directions.

Realizing this, Lin Xiaolong frowned, stopped and became alert.Such an aura is absolutely unusual, but at the next moment Lin Xiaolong felt a breath of death gathering in front of him.He stared wide-eyed at the continuously gathering black air in the sky.

When the black-robed god of death appeared in front of Lin Xiaolong, only the gloomy voice of the god of death came:
"Survivors, hand over the sickle!"

Seeing the god of death, Lin Xiaolong stared blankly with doubts:

"Scythe? Oh, that thing. Well, I'll give it back to you. It's not mine anyway."

Speaking of which, Lin Xiaolong took out the sickle, and looked at the god of death with the pitch-black sickle nestled in his hand and asked:

"By the way, is it really okay for you to suddenly appear in front of others, Death God?"

Lin Xiaolong asked with a puzzled expression while holding the sickle, this is not a joke.People with a little common sense know how it is possible for a figure like the god of death to suddenly appear in front of the living. It is precisely because of this doubt that Lin Xiaolong did not immediately hand over the sickle to the god of death.

"Of course it is impossible to appear, unless it is someone who is about to die."

The god of death answered Lin Xiaolong's question without hesitation, which was nothing more than telling Lin Xiaolong that he was going to die.

"Uh, this problem is very serious. I'm not married yet, so how could I die? Besides, this doesn't conform to the scientific concept of development. How could I die suddenly when I was living well here?"

Lin Xiaolong looked puzzled on his face and looked at the god of death seriously.

However, Death's answer was very certain. He looked at Lin Xiaolong and smiled:
"It's very simple, because you will die soon. It is impossible for the living to see the dead. Now that you see me, it proves that you will die soon. As for what it is, I don't know, so hand over the sickle Give me."

As he spoke, the god of death stretched out his arms, and finished his sentence calmly.

"This is really incredible news."

When Lin Xiaolong heard this, his heart became gloomy.But letting Lin Xiaolong die is really not an easy thing. Lin Xiaolong asked in confusion:
"Can you give me some tips? After all, I'm the one who found your weapon, so I can't justify not giving you some reward."

Lin Xiaolong's words were reasonable, and Death didn't care too much.But he didn't know how Lin Xiaolong would die, so he said regretfully:

"I don't know what's going on in the future. I'll only know when it happens."

"Fuck, don't take it like this. Doesn't that mean I'm dead?"

Lin Xiaolong's expression changed, and he curled his lips in displeasure.

In this regard, the god of death expressed helplessness:
"I can't help it either, all right. Give me back my weapon."

"Tch, I thought I could give some hints. Forget it to you."

After Lin Xiaolong handed the death sickle to the god of death, he lowered his head and left with a bad expression.

Grim Reaper held his weapon, turned to look at Lin Xiaolong and did not intend to leave.Because Lin Xiaolong will die soon, he thinks it is better to wait until Lin Xiaolong dies before leaving.So he followed, and at this moment Lin Xiaolong turned his head unhappily:
"Why are you still following me?"

"I plan to leave after you die."

The god of death answered Lin Xiaolong without hesitation, and the black energy on his body continued to disperse.The surroundings became very gloomy.

"Fuck, you're kidding me! I want to beat you up!"

Hearing this, Lin Xiaolong couldn't bear to turn his head and stare at the god of death, which was simply cursing him to die.

"It's not to beat the god of death, it is impossible for the living to attack the god of death."

boom!
As soon as Reaper finished speaking, Lin Xiaolong punched him and flew him away.

"impossible!!"

The god of death who flew away screamed in disbelief, and flew to the side uncontrollably.He fell to the ground, trembling.

Lin Xiaolong on the side looked at his fist in surprise, and grinned:
"Oh, what a surprise. It seems that I can beat even the god of death, so it's strange. What's the matter?"

As he spoke, he looked at the god of death lying on the ground with a puzzled expression and asked.

Reaper turned around and cursed aggrievedly:
"How the hell would I know, it hurts me to death! Are you really alive!?"

"Uh... sorry about that, I didn't know I could hit you."

Hearing the aggrieved cry from the God of Death, Lin Xiaolong was quite embarrassed.Anyway, the other party is the god of death, so he can be regarded as a god.I accidentally took him away, so I can't justify not apologizing.

"What, are you okay?"

Seeing the god of death lying on the ground without answering for a long time, Lin Xiaolong asked cautiously.

I saw that the god of death was lying on the ground shaking his body.It looked very painful, and his shaking body made him look very wronged.Just like a girl being bullied, Mu Ranlin Xiaolong felt a sense of guilt spontaneously.

He beat the god of death himself.Who will believe this?
"Well, are you okay?"

So Lin Xiaolong leaned over cautiously, and sneaked his head out from behind Death, looking at him worriedly.

Feeling Lin Xiaolong approaching, the God of Death turned around and shouted:
"Even my father never hit me! You bastard!"

puff!
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolong spewed out a mouthful of old blood, and screamed at the God of Death lying on the ground:
"Are you a kid!? Are you playing with me!?"

"You bastard, I'm going to beat you!"

Hearing Lin Xiaolong's scream, the god of death immediately turned over and rushed forward, his fist quickly greeted Lin Xiaolong's face.

"Fuck, you actually slapped your face!"

"Shut up and let me punch you."

"Fuck, you are the god of death. After all, you are also a god. Why do you care about these things like a mortal like me!"

"That's not important! The important thing is that I want to beat back!"

"Are you an elementary school student!?"

Crackling, crackling!
Well, on his way home, Lin Xiaolong inexplicably got into a fight with Death on the street like a gangster.

Who would believe it when he said that!

In the end, Lin Xiaolong was exhausted and panted on the slate floor with the god of death, and the coffee table in his heart could be described as a ton.

"Phew, damn the living. How dare you fight back!"

The god of death lay on the ground panting, and said to Lin Xiaolong angrily.

Regarding this, Lin Xiaolong also said profusely:

"Why can't I fight back? After all, you are a god anyway. How dare you fight with me, a mortal, on the street. What about the professional ethics of Death God!? What about moral integrity!"

Lin Xiaolong stared frantically at the god of death in front of him, feeling very shocked in his heart.

Whether it is the strength of the god of death, or the practice of the god of death.

In terms of rank, the strength of Reaper surpassed Lin Xiaolong.That's right, more than that.Lin Xiaolong is 90, then Death is 100.It is conceivable that the gap between them can be said to be worthy of death.

"Why are you so powerful, you don't look like a human being at all. Damn you, you can't be someone's reincarnation! Be careful when my father finds out and beats you!"

It was normal at first, but not normal at the end.

Lin Xiaolong didn't know what expression to use at the end, he just wanted to confirm one thing while looking at the god of death.

Is this god of death a primary school student?
"My God, spare me. I'm out of strength."

Lin Xiaolong couldn't bear it anymore and lay on the ground anyway, looking at the sky and breathing heavily.

The God of Death lay on the ground with his butt sticking out, looking aggrieved.

"Why did this happen? How could a living person touch the god of death? And it hurt me so badly. If it doesn't work, I'll beat him back."

As he spoke, he raised his fist and flew towards Lin Xiaolong, intending to do it again.

"I'll come back!"

Unable to bear it, Lin Xiaolong rolled over exhaustedly and got out of the way, fighting with Death again on the street.

At this moment, Lin Xiaolong just wanted to describe his feelings in one sentence:

"This is so unscientific!!"

Accompanied by the coffee table of the soul, Lin Xiaolong and the god of death started a [-]-round fight.The situation in it is simply indescribable...

The dignified god of death actually fought with Lin Xiaolong, a living person, on the street of Lalu City.

(End of this chapter)