I work 9 to 5 in Chainsaw Man

Mazmi was still enjoying the calm and gentle sunbathing. Suddenly, black clouds covered the sky. Mazmi lost interest and stood up and stretched.

His body has almost recovered, and he will have to say goodbye to his old wife Sha Ye in a few days. To be honest, he is a little reluctant to say goodbye.

It wouldn't be a bad thing for Mazmi if she could stay here forever.

But he couldn't choose to stay alone. He had to find Takagi. There was no reason but to find him. Maybe it was Takagi's upbringing that gave this middle-aged man a different status in his heart.

Mezmi had already thought about it. After completing this mission and returning, he and Dudarinov would apply for retirement, then come back to find Shaye, and just quietly accompany her through the last part of her life.

When Mazmi was packing up the clothes hanging outside, the aunt next door hurried over and said with a sad face: "Mazmi! Have you seen Shaye?"

Mazmi asked doubtfully: "She should be in the store now. She can't come back for the time being. Is there something wrong?"

The aunt said anxiously: "There is trouble over there at the Colosseum. Lord Ottvedt's men are shooting people everywhere. There is also fighting in the west. The flames are soaring into the sky. If you run too slow, you will lose your life..."

Mezmi's expression was dull for a second, and the image of Shaye being squeezed by the crowd and unable to escape flashed through his mind.

He grabbed his aunt's shoulders with excitement and said, "Where is Shakespeare now?"

The aunt was a little stunned by his shaking, she just blinked and said: "Dongshi."

Mazmi used teleportation and immediately disappeared before her eyes.

Demon Colosseum.

This place is no longer the hustle and bustle of before, but has become a bloody battlefield!

The people from the three major tribes launched the Otvert beheading operation without any warning. There were many of them, and most of them did not carry weapons. They entered the venue disguised as businessmen. At this time, they got the weapons that their teammates had exchanged for their lives. Everyone was very excited. The excitement, the primitive desire for killing and chaos in the blood turned into the ugliness of reality, and their targets were no longer just Ottvedt and his men, but also the wealthy businessmen who were usually aloof.

The gray-haired man saw this and was anxious in his heart. Lord Hirem's request was not to harm the wealthy businessmen, and even to provide them with certain protection. These guys above did not obey the orders at all, and they were appointed to protect the wealthy businessman Uyeso. There was no trace either.

Feel like things are starting to go against them?

The gray-haired man shook his head, forcing himself not to think about the possibility of failure. What he had to do now was to lead his brothers to kill Outwit as quickly as possible.

He shouted loudly and attracted a team to go straight to the collapsed ruins of the observation hall. Even if Ottved was crushed into minced flesh, he would dig it out bit by bit.

Among the ruins, Ottvedt, who was unharmed, pushed away the suspended steel bars above his head. His clothes were spotless, as if there was an invisible film condensed around him.

"Scott is so heartless. He didn't even look at me and ran away by himself. It really chilled me."

Ottved slapped the non-existent dust on his wrist, and looked up to see the huge venue, filled with mourning victims, bloody and bloody, and all kinds of expressions, all clearly revealed in this Colosseum, where people exposed their primitive madness and bloodiness. The killers are free and wanton, and some of the victims inflict pain on others, and some stand up to resist.

Chaos! The 90,000-person venue erupted into turmoil like a war between small countries.

This is simply...

"awesome!!!"

Ottvedt opened his arms wide and let out an excited roar.

This is the kind of strife he wants to see! This is the chaos he wants to see, this is the chaos he wants!

"Hahahaha!"

Ottvedt let out a horrifying laugh, and the gray-haired man quickly discovered him in the chaotic venue.

"There! Shoot!"

Under the command of the gray-haired man, a group of gunmen behind him aimed at Otvert and pulled the triggers continuously.

The bullets struck through the air, but they all stopped in front of Otvert, and fell one after another as if they had hit something.

"Ok?"

Ottved turned to look at the gray-haired man, with an unknown smile on his face.

"Are you the ones who destroyed my Colosseum?"

The gray-haired man swallowed, how could someone survive such intensive shooting unscathed!

He raised his right hand with some trembling, and drew a blood mark on his palm with the knife, and the flowing blood soaked the bullet.

This is the demon that Lord Sirem gave him as a contract before he came, the pangolin demon. As long as he pours the blood of his palm on the weapon on the spot, the weapon can be made indestructible and can penetrate even mountains!

The gray-haired man put the bullet into the magazine, pointed it at Ottvedt's head, and pulled the trigger.

Sparks flew out, and the mountain-penetrating bullet shot out. After being slightly blocked, it approached Ottvedt's head.

As if feeling a life and death crisis, Ottvedt subconsciously twisted his head, and the penetrating bullet set off bursts of sonic booms, passing through the side of his face, and the kinetic energy it carried even scratched off his ears and half of his face.

Blood blurred Otvert's eyes. He raised his head, held back the severe pain, and roared like an evil spirit: "I originally planned to let you go because you performed this big show for me, but it really hurts. !”

Ottved took off a piece of hair from the top of his head and threw it casually into the air. The hair fell to the ground as if it was alive and burrowed in like an earthworm.

The next second, the earth trembled, and countless puppets broke out of the ground. Their palms exposed the muzzles of guns and blades, and they rushed towards the people of the three major tribes without fear of death. Under the gunfire, many people were unable to do anything. Survived.

The gray-haired man missed his shot and immediately retreated under the cover of his teammates. The puppet army swarmed forward, instantly piercing through the attacking team of Otwit and rushing further away.

Otwit re-strengthened his own barrier, stared at the gray-haired man who had run away, snorted softly, pointed at him and said: "Priority, highest!"

The puppet army immediately separated out a large part to chase the gray-haired man.

The gray-haired man turned around and saw the Wu Yang Wu Yang puppet. He was so frightened that he had no choice but to use another killing move of Hirem.

"Kutska! Do it!"

As the gray-haired man roared angrily, the volcano on the back of the lava lizard, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, spewed out a huge amount of molten balls, and poured them out at Otvert.

The lava ball instantly engulfed Otvert, causing heavy losses to the surrounding puppet army.

Bruqi, who survived the disaster, and the villagers behind him breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, such an attack did not hit them.