I work 9 to 5 in Chainsaw Man

Bruzzi felt there was something strange about the venue.

The audience was still buzzing with people, but he felt a strong murderous intent in it. That murderous intent was not directed at himself or the devil. He swore on the principle of being an undercover agent that the target of that murderous intent was that A man standing on a high platform and speaking loudly.

Otwit once again stood on the high platform to announce the start of the second competitive event. Listening to the slowly rising cheers, he walked back to the room with a smile like the wind on his face.

Ottvedt, who had just entered the observation hall, suppressed his smile, frowned slightly and said to Scott beside him: "What, can't we just kill them all?"

Scott adjusted his glasses and said: "There are too many people. The three major tribes have probably used all the manpower they have accumulated over the years. Although it seems that they are not carrying weapons at the moment, it does not rule out that they all contract some lethal weapons." The devil may cause too many casualties, but it will damage your reputation in the arena."

Ottved made a face, stuck out his tongue and said: "Isn't there any way to kill them all now? The second game has already started! These guys really don't know how to choose a date."

Scott continued: "The teams assembled by the three major tribes outside have been divided into 3,000 puppet armies to deal with them in batches. There are also 4,000 puppet soldiers on standby under the arena. As long as you and Grudge have no problems, these people We won't have any problems."

"Where's the resentful woman?"

"There's a rat, and I went to deal with it. You gave me the order."

"Eh? Is there such a thing? Forget it, it's not important anymore. Tell Arnus to wipe out the people from the three major tribes. By the way, see where Shirem went. Find him and kill him together. The leaders of the three major tribes. , how can only two of them go down?"

"You are so kind."

Ottvedt smiled and took out a coin from his pocket and said: "Scott, I will toss this coin next. Do you think it is heads or tails?"

In the field.

Bruchy slowly tightened his grip on the long sword he had obtained in the prison. The sweat on his palms made him let go of it repeatedly. His forehead was glistening, his throat was moving slightly, and his bloodshot eyes were fixed on the fence door opposite.

The villagers behind them also pursed their lips and clenched their weapons. They knew nothing. They didn't know why they came here, they didn't know why their families were destroyed, and they didn't know why they were being slaughtered.

The black iron on the fence gate gradually turned into red, and then a group of lizards that seemed to be wrapped in lava ran out of it. The demons beside it were burned to death by the lava scattered on its body. The devil with two horns had a strong posture, jumped several times in succession, and stayed away from the giant lizard. There was another demon that did not show up, but only left a deep pit on the ground.

From more than half the venue, Brutsch could feel the aura that could instantly burn him to ashes. This demon, which was born out of the Charaski people's fear of the legendary lava giant lizard, was undoubtedly the target of this game. The strongest existence in group battles!

The giant lizard spat out letters, its red vertical pupils stared at the crowd in the distance, and the volcano head on its back began to stir.

Bruchy's heart felt cold. He could tell at a glance that the giant lizard was holding back a big move. He felt stiff all over when he thought that he and the people behind him would die in extreme pain under the lava.

Between the auditorium.

The gray-haired man with the headset said softly: "Get ready, Sammy, it's up to you to clean up the house."

The giant lizard was ready to go, and the audience held their breath. The scorching sun seemed to feel the strange atmosphere and hid behind the clouds. Charalski, who has been exposed to the scorching sun all year round, welcomed the dark clouds for the first time in a long time. , among the rolling leaden gray clouds, there were faint thunder and lightning rolling, and the dark wind roared, even the air was stagnant.

Scott rubbed his chin and said, "Front."

Ottvedt smiled and tossed the coin high.

The man named Wu Shi suddenly stood on his seat, fear and determination flashed in his eyes, and he raised a dagger and put it against his neck.

His actions did not attract the attention of anyone in the audience. The spectators only thought that he was an enthusiastic sports fan who stood up and encouraged the next killing.

As the coin tossed in the air rotates, it reflects the various living beings at this moment, Bruzzi's fear, the tension in the room, Ottvedt's madness, the excitement of the spectators...

Wu Shi just looked at the sky with his eyes blankly, and said in a voice that only he could hear clearly: "Great borrowing demon, I beg you with my humble life, make a contract with you, help me borrow Ultra All Werther’s weapons!”

As Wu Shi's voice fell, the dagger attached to his neck pierced his throat without any warning. Wu Shi's body immediately fell down, and the onlookers let out a cry of surprise when they saw the corpse in front of them.

Then the gray-haired man and his accomplices each had an AK in their hands, plus three grenades, tactical daggers, bulletproof vests, and countless bullets!

The gray-haired man lit the last cigarette in his life, fired several shots into the sky, and shouted: "For Krem!"

"For Krem!"

"For Seth!"

"For Aosha!"

Suddenly, a wave of people stood out from the auditorium. They were armed with sophisticated weapons. Regardless of whether there were steps or heads under their feet, they rushed straight down. Accompanied by the black clouds in the sky, they were like a powerful army approaching the city, rushing straight towards Otvert's viewing area. hall.

The coin fell into Ottveit's hand, and he clasped it on the back of his hand. Just when he was about to check whether it was right or wrong, a man wearing a sunhat stood under the viewing hall, crossing his hands in a cross and spitting softly.

"Taku!"

In the void, a hoof that covered the sky fell from the sky, and hit the observation hall where Otvert was. The seventy-meter-high observation hall was crushed to pieces by a hoof!

Seeing that he had succeeded, the man just picked up the headset and wanted to report, but there was a biting chill behind him.

He took out the pistol from his waist, loaded it quickly, aimed at the back and fired several times.

All the bullets hit the body of the person behind him, but they failed to stop the person's progress.

Until the man's bullets were empty, the man walked up to him.

His elegant figure looked slightly embarrassed, and the dust thrown up by the collapse of the house splashed all over him, but he patted his messy hair and said, "I hate it when others mess up my hair. Lord Tveit won’t mess up my hair easily.”

The man's pupils shrank, and he stared at the man in front of him and said, "How is that possible! Just now you clearly..."

"I was obviously trampled to death by that deer's hooves, right?"

Scott showed his bright smile and pointed his finger at the man in a slight arc.

The man alertly took out his dagger to block, but an invisible tearing sensation tore the dagger into pieces, taking his chest with it.

He fell to his knees, letting his chest shatter and his internal organs kept jumping out of it.

"You...you...monster..."

Scott walked up to him, took off his leather gloves, gently wiped the man's head, and then smiled: "Shh, don't talk."

The man's head was instantly torn apart and scattered all over the floor like a neatly cut fruit platter.