I work 9 to 5 in Chainsaw Man

The moment the gun rang out, Takagi thought a lot.

The antonym of luck is disaster, and what he fell into at this time was the disaster created by the devil of karma himself.

Disaster is inevitable and irreversible. Even if Takagi can weakly manipulate it with subjective consciousness and psychological suggestion, he can never control it.

The purpose of the disaster is to bring misfortune to Takagi.

Just like Takagi kept using psychological suggestions and telling irony to deceive the disaster, in the dice throwing comparison, the disaster could not make the disaster believe that it was unfortunate that Takagi won.

According to Takagi's judgment, apart from excluding Shirem, who is really stupid or a trickster, his ability is very likely to be similar to changing the physical form of matter within certain limits, which makes Takagi gamble with him. It was simply impossible to win.

And Takagi also found a way to break the situation.

Whether it was the conversation with Karma, or Uyeso's plea just now and Hirem's promise, there were loopholes in the rules of this bet.

Karma said that he would not die in this desert, and Shirem also said that he would not hurt his life. In addition, the Karma demon has the attribute of a happy person to create disasters.

Takagi began to pretend to be stupid. Although his poor acting skills could never deceive Shirem, it could at least reduce his vigilance slightly. After losing three games in a row, Takagi took out his revolver without hesitation and fought with Shirem. Mu bet his life.

Hirem accepted it calmly and loaded three bullets.

Takagi secretly muttered in his mind: Xirem's ability is limited, and he is suspected of being three objects.

As expected, Hiram was fine. After handing the revolver to Takagi, Takagi directly filled the bullet chamber and shouted at Hiram to add all the chips.

Hiram would definitely see through Takagi's clumsy strategy, but he did not choose to step out and accept the offer. However, he also showed that if the bullet really comes out, he will not be responsible and will not do anything.

Now Takagi only relies on the words and disasters of the Karma Demon.

Pull the trigger!

The smell of gunpowder smoke enveloped Takagi's nose, and this time the sweat drops on his head were not fake. He panted for the rest of his life, and glanced at the revolver in his hand that was scrapped because the bullet got stuck in the barrel.

Takagi threw the revolver on the table, stared at the smiling Hirem in front of him and said, "I won."

"interesting."

Shirem stood up and said: "Send this Saudi Arabian and his companions down to rest. Tomorrow, I don't want to see the shadow of the Saudi Arabian in the camp again."

Wuyeso stepped forward to help Takagi up. Takagi looked at the silent Hirem in the main seat and wanted to say something, but Wuyeso stopped him.

"If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later."

Uyeso helped Takagi leave the leader's house.

The masked man stepped forward and asked, "Boss, are those two Saudis just letting go?"

"The people of the Sand Kingdom are going to die, but I can't kill them. If I really wanted to kill them, I would have sent you to Amo Village."

Old God Shirem said calmly: "Don't worry, you can go find him later and reveal a little bit of information to him."

"Yes."

The underground level of the arena, in the prison.

The roar of the explosion set off waves of sound and shook the fence. Everyone stopped shooting at the same time and raised their heads to look at the cell where the sound came from.

I saw a skinny old man walking out of it. His hair was gray, his body was as skinny as a stick, his eyes were cloudy, and a trace of saliva flowed from his toothless mouth. He shook his hands and yelled with claws and teeth: "Hand over the food! "

Moss frowned and said, "I have never seen this old man in the village."

Xu Sheng felt that the old man looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

The old man's voice was harsh. Finally, a man couldn't help it. He came up with a gun, pointed at the old man and cursed: "Damn old man, stop yelling. If you don't shut up, I will kill you now!"

The old man put his hand into his mouth in horror and said: "You actually have a gun! Is what is written on that piece of paper true? You can get food by killing people?"

Hearing this, the man smiled ferociously: "Is it true, old man, do you want to try it?"

The old man blinked: "How to try?"

"Of course, let me beat you to death and see if there is anything to eat!"

The man pointed his pistol at the old man and pulled the safety.

The old man tilted his head and said with a clear look: "I also want to test something."

"whats the matter?"

"Should your gun shoot me in the head first, or should I punch you to death first?"

Hearing this, the man directly pulled the trigger. The bullet cut through the air and shot towards the old man at high speed. When it reached the old man's position, the bullet passed through the old man's body and hit the wall behind him.

It's a shadow!

What greeted the man was a fist that gradually enlarged in his eyes.

The old man didn't know when he had jumped in front of the man, and swung out a fierce right fist, hitting the man in the face. As if the man had been hit hard, there were only a few cracking sounds of bones, and the man flew backwards towards the wall of the cafeteria. Fell into a pile of mud.

The old man slowly retracted his fists, put his hands behind his back, and hunched his back. If you ignore the blood splattered on his face, he looks like the grandfather next door.

After the man died, vertical eyeballs appeared on the wall, and three pieces of bread and a bottle of water fell from them.

The old man happily picked it up and finished it in two or three bites.

"Not enough! Not enough!"

The old man's eyes showed a trace of scarlet. He reached out and tore the fence to pieces, rushed into it and punched an indicator to death. The vertical eyeball gave him food again.

The old man took the bread, dipped it in the blood on the ground, put it in his mouth and laughed: "This is great! As long as you kill people, you can get food! It's really great!"

The other indicators all had faces full of fear. They were fighting to death just now, and everyone who was suspicious of each other walked out of their cells and rushed to the cafeteria.

The old man got down on all fours and crawled forward like a beast, saliva flowing from his mouth as he headed towards the cafeteria.

The people gathered quickly raised their guns, and dozens of pistols opened fire at once. Under such intensive firepower, the old man dodged repeatedly. In his beast state, he completely ignored the walls and ceiling, and everything seemed to be on the ground. In just a moment, the old man rushed into the crowd. , began his massacre.

Everyone fled again, and the old man grabbed a man, pinned him down, and bit his head crazily.

Just after the old man killed an indicator again, he folded his legs on the wall, pointed at the end on the other side, and planned to dive over in one breath.

His feet smashed the wall, and the old man rushed toward everyone like a cockroach.

Just as the old man was sprinting forward, one leg was raised high on the side, aimed at the old man's head, and then slashed down with a roar.

The old man immediately turned around and stopped his sudden advance. The leg was also knocked out of the air and hit the floor tiles heavily. The floor tiles were unbearable and shattered like a spider web.

The old man stepped back a few steps, tilted his head and looked at the man standing in front of him.

"Why are you blocking me? I haven't eaten enough yet!"

"I think I've seen you somewhere before. Well, it doesn't matter anymore. Hey, old man, do you dare to come and chew my flesh?"

Xu Sheng stood opposite the old man and raised his middle finger.