Chainsaw Man: Give Gojo Satoru Six Eyes at the beginning

The wound was so severe that the wound was still there.

When Ji Ye ran to Hayakawa Aki to check his injuries, Fu Guang finally recovered from his crazy state.

After a burst of energy, he felt exhausted and tired as if he had not eaten or slept for three consecutive days.

Fortunately, there were still about 100 points of curse power left. Even if the samurai sword suddenly attacked and hurt people, Fu Guang was still confident that he could suppress him.

However, a demon like him who could destroy a building at any time felt tired, and the samurai sword was not much better.

After waiting for a while, until the public security hunters who came to support the follow-up arrived, the system finally determined that Ji Ye was completely safe.

[Mission: Completed to prevent Ji Ye's death, rewarded skill: "Reversal Technique"]

{Reversal Technique Introduction: You can use the power of magic to restore any damaged part of your body (except the head and heart.)]

Fu Guang's eyes lit up after reading the introduction. He finally had the ability to recover any injuries.

And after learning the reversal technique, Fu Guang's understanding of the technique reversal, He, deepened to a new level.

In the past, he could not freely control the power of "He" when he released it. Now he feels that he can accurately control whether "He" presents a nuclear bomb-like explosion or laser-like precision guidance.

"Not bad, in the future, when encountering such a situation, there is no need to demolish the building and waste excessive magic power." Fu Guang murmured, and then he finally realized that he had caused a big disaster.

If what happened here gets to Miss Machima's ears, if the news that the public security hunter accidentally killed the masses spreads in Japan.

That will undoubtedly bring terrible effects. At least it will be difficult for the five Fu Guangs to walk freely in the sun in the future.

Speaking of Machima, Fu Guang took out his cell phone to report to her about the attack today, and to give him a heads-up about getting into trouble.

He felt that Miss Machima valued him so much, so she might find a way to save him.

Beep~

He summoned up the courage to dial the phone, and it rang, but no one answered.

"Is Miss Machima busy?" Fu Guang was a little confused, but he always had a bad feeling in his heart.

He casually pulled a hunter who came from the headquarters to support and asked, "How is Miss Machima doing today?"

The captured middle-aged man was a little embarrassed, after all, Fu Guang was like a star in the public security, but he quickly adjusted his breathing and replied:

"Miss Machima went on a business trip to Kyoto today, so I don't know how she is doing, sorry."

After hearing the middle-aged man's answer, Fu Guang's ominous premonition became more serious.

Fu Guang's premonition was not groundless, and time went back to Fu Guang 30 minutes ago.

That was the time when Fuguang and his men were attacked. The gunmen should have unified the time of action.

On the train from Tokyo to Kyoto, Machima and her three subordinates were sitting quietly in their seats. There was a slight noise in the carriage, and the scenery outside the window kept receding.

Suddenly, four dark shadows stood up quietly from the back seat of Machima and his men.

They were all dressed in pure black clothes like gangsters, and they were holding black pistols in their hands. The cold muzzles flashed a chilling luster under the dim light.

When Machima and others were unaware, the murderer suddenly raised his pistol and pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

"Bang!" A crisp and deadly gunshot broke the silence in the carriage.

Machima's eyes widened instantly, and her body instinctively wanted to react, but it was too late.

The bullet penetrated her head at a very fast speed and took her life mercilessly.

The criminals were very cautious and fired several more shots at Machima and her three subordinates.

For a moment, the carriage was filled with gunshots and screams of terror.

Before Machima and her three subordinates could resist, they fell in a pool of blood, and the breath of life quickly disappeared from them.

The blood dyed the seats red, and the bloody smell in the air was nauseating.

The news that all the members of Machima's team were attacked and killed quickly spread out, and a man and a woman were waiting to greet Machima on the Kyoto platform.

Among them, the tall girl with a scar on her face that penetrated the bridge of her nose was surprised: "Miss Machima was attacked and died? Then didn't we wait in vain?"

The boy next to him who also had a penetrating wound on his face was about to join in the conversation, but the tram door in front of him opened, and Machima, whose uniform was stained with blood, made him swallow what he wanted to say.

"Ms. Makima! I'm so glad you're okay. There's a lot of blood on your clothes. Do you need to go to the hospital?

"The girl said with concern.

Machima replied: "Don't worry, these are all the blood splashed on me by the enemy."

"Can you please prepare some clean clothes for me, Xiaotendo?" Machima called out the other person's name directly, and it seemed that they had a good relationship.

The girl called Xiaotendo readily agreed: "Okay, let's go to the hotel to wash up now."

Machima rejected her proposal, turned to look at the somewhat restrained Kurose and said:

"Can you please help me rent a higher shrine and bring 30 death row prisoners out of the prison? "

The boy named Kurose immediately nodded his head and said yes. From the fact that he accepted the commission to go to the prison to get someone without hesitation, it can be seen that the power of the public security hunters is really unlimited.

Exorcism 1, 2, 3, and 4 classes were attacked at the same time, and Makima immediately began to prepare for a counterattack.

The perspective returned to Fuguang again. The snake girl took Denci away and did not go far, at most about 10 kilometers.

However, she was as familiar with the terrain as the local snakes here, so she was hiding and was not found by the public security hunters.

The big snake was severely injured and did not go far before it collapsed and recovered its body. Fortunately, the snake girl called for support on the intercom.

Soon, a black Toyota Hiace drove up to the snake girl.

The car door was opened before it stopped. Although the vehicle showed that it had a maximum capacity of 8 people, it did not affect the 16 people who jumped out of it.

If Fuguang was here, he would recognize that this was not a Toyota Hiace at all. This is "Chen Haonan's mobile office." "

At first glance, the black-clad people who got off the bus looked quite cultured, because each of them was holding a roll of newspaper in their hands.

But if you look closely, you will find that the outlines of those newspapers are very similar to machetes.

A man with a scorpion tattooed on his neck, who was obviously a small leader, took out the machete hidden in the newspaper first and asked fiercely:

"Where are the enemies? Are they chasing us?"

"Also, why don't you see the prince?"

The snake girl was not afraid of these ordinary people holding knives at all. She said lightly:

"There was an accident. The samurai sword was caught, but he will not die. We have hostages in our hands." The snake girl said, raising her forehead with a brain splashing out of her electric current.

"What! You actually lost the prince. Do you know what the consequences are? !" The man with a tattoo on his neck growled.

The snake girl did not answer, but her weird and cold-blooded snake eyes swept over him.

"If you dare to talk like this again, I will send you to death. "

The tattooed man felt that he was being stared at by the venomous snake, so he shut up decisively.

To be honest, even the gangsters like them don't have the strength to be arrogant with the demon hunter.

Just as the tattooed man called his men to lift Denci into the car, a petite figure appeared at the end of the road.

The snake girl noticed it first, and then the tattooed man, who felt that the atmosphere was not right, looked in the direction of the snake girl's sight.

"Didn't you say that no one followed? Could that person be a demon hunter?!" The tattooed man said nervously.