I work 9 to 5 in Chainsaw Man

In Moco after the rain, the streets were wet with drizzle, and the sky was as gloomy as ink, but it still couldn't stop people's pace of life.

The stooped old man pressed down the gentleman's hat on his head, quietly walked out of the crowd and stepped into an empty alley.

The leather shoes stepped through the stagnant water, and the splashes were like countless broken light spots.

He stopped in front of a mottled wall, exhaled a breath of hot breath, and stretched out his hand to touch the wall. The rusty wall had turned into a white door.

The old man wrapped his leather jacket tightly and pushed open the door.

Behind the door were endless white clouds. The old man stood on a floating stone slab, clutching the hat that he wanted to float away.

Pieces of floating stone slabs rose up and lined up in front of the old man, forming a bridge in the sky.

The old man calmly stepped onto the Sky Bridge and walked on the bridge of no return.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the stone slab in front of him had already disappeared into the clouds, and a European-style castle appeared in front of him. As soon as the old man walked to the door, the magnificent palace door opened automatically.

Above the main hall, a phantom wearing a crown and papal robes holds a scepter, standing in the center, and below it, there are four phantoms standing on both sides.

The old man took off his hat, knelt down on one knee and prayed devoutly: "Great Lord! Your devout servant Marozov Uson Romandyka bids you farewell."

"Without ceremony." The Pope's phantom stretched out his hand, and his solemn and sacred tone made people want to obey.

Marozov stood up excitedly and shouted: "Thank you, Lord!"

The knight in Western armor next to him said phantom: "Marozov, what is the status of Dr. Zod's demon fusion experiment now?"

Marozov turned around and saluted: "Sir Knight, Zod's experiment has produced another successful product. His abilities are different from the previous scissors, swords, and Chinese arrows. The information I received is He has demonic power that can evolve and has infinite possibilities!"

"We should try to recruit him!" said the Fool opposite the knight.

"No!" the magician objected: "Such a heretic should be sent to the dissecting table so that we can understand the origin of his abilities, so that we can obtain this unlimited power."

The Hanged Man sneered: "Your idea is still very radical! I agree with the Fool's point of view. With our science and technology, it is more like dismemberment than dissection. Come on, magician, you don't understand science at all."

"Just let Marozov be handed over to Dr. Zod, I still insist on killing him!" the magician said angrily.

The two still wanted to argue, but the Pope lowered his palms and the scene immediately returned to tranquility.

The Pope said to Marozov, whose head was almost lowered to the ground: "What do you think?"

There was an excited look on Marozov's face, as if he couldn't believe that the great Pope would ask him what he thought, and he quickly saluted: "Supreme Lord! We don't need to take action. Zod has already started a relationship after discovering his ability." , many famous killers have been assembled to assassinate him, and his abilities will be pushed to the extreme. We only need to wait and see to see everything clearly."

"In this way, whether it is to kill him or recruit him, it will be an excellent opportunity." The knight crossed his arms.

"Marozov, how sure are you of becoming the president of the Council?" the Pope said suddenly.

"Back to my lord, I have already thought of a way to dismount him." Marozov said confidently.

The Pope did not ask him about his plan in detail, but just nodded and said: "If you lack manpower, you can mention it to the hermit stationed in Moko, and he will assist you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Marozov prostrated in the tunnel.

"Also, don't let me see you reciting the Bible loudly in your bedroom again." The Pope said this out of the blue.

Marozov said with tears in his eyes: "Has your lord been paying attention to me?"

The Pope was silent. He couldn't just say that he had nothing to do and just use his ability to inspect the manpower situation in various countries, right? But he really couldn't stand an old man holding a Bible in his bedroom and crying and calling his name!

He could only find a reason to send Marozov away. The Pope held his forehead and said to the Queen next to him: "Buy me some medicine for the headache."

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Sand Kingdom, St. Petersburg.

Dudalinov was wearing a tight-fitting black combat uniform, which outlined his graceful body curves. He looked at the bracelet on his wrist with burning eyes.

A sturdy man wearing a dark green peaked cap came over and said: "Captain, the crowd has been evacuated. Lev has already gone to make arrangements and can take action at any time."

Dudalinov nodded and asked: "Where are the Balika people?"

"They are all in the rear, saying they are not allowed to come forward without receiving orders." Speaking of this, the strong man said with a hint of disdain in his tone.

"I had expected it." Dudalinov said: "The orders those guys received are probably that we will not die until we die, absolutely not. Maxim, if the situation changes later, you will retreat immediately."

"Yes." Maxim said.

Dudalinov walked into the alley. The ice picks on the eaves next to him began to melt, and the falling water made a ticking sound.

In the shadow in the distance, a figure sat down on the ground, with viscous liquid constantly flowing around it.

Dudalinov looked calmly and said, "Rock, I'm here to kill you."

The figure was speechless and fell there motionless. Dudalinov finally saw the flowing liquid clearly, it was red blood!

Dudalinov's pupils shrank, and he immediately put his hand on the bracelet to prepare himself. Maxim behind him also made a strange shape with his hands.

"Hey~Captain Dudalinov, long time no see, don't be so anxious to fight me, why don't we let us catch up on old times?" A mean male voice sounded, and a lazy man in a white shirt came out and grabbed his hand. Live in the figure's head.

"Marxist-Leninist!" Maxim looked at the body of the dead figure angrily: "Damn traitor!"

"Captain, your new subordinates are very ordinary. They are so unfamiliar with setting traps." The man said with a smile.

Dudalinov's eyes remained calm as he said: "Long time no see. Now I won't call you Rock anymore. You are now the target of my crusade."

"sword!"

Rock showed an arrogant smile, raised his hands like guns and said: "Captain, let me see if you are as incompetent as before!"