The Bone King of the Beginning of the Comprehensive Manga

Not to mention four, the three on the ground alone can't finish eating, so the man in the suit is very puzzled about the way of hell.

Hell Dao didn't intend to save those hooligans from the beginning, even if no parasitic beasts appeared, he would kill the trio of hooligans and burn them all.

Liudao's avatars are not only looking for parasitic beasts when they go out, they will also solve such crimes by the way.Because it will be burnt clean, there are more cases of disappearances.

Chapter 6 Lies Hidden in the Truth

"I let go, don't scream, understand?"

Hell Road looked at the woman restricted by him and said.

"Uh-huh"

The tall, pretty woman made an inarticulate voice, and nodded mechanically. Seeing the scene where her head was split open, she still hadn't recovered.

"you can go now"

Hell said to the woman who was freed.

"Then what do you do? Let's run together"

The woman also heard what the man in the suit said about the same kind, but she didn't believe it at all. It didn't make sense for the monster to save her, so at this moment, she looked anxious and wanted to run away with the hell road.

"Witnesses must die"

The man in the suit beside him couldn't understand what the same kind of man in front of him was doing, but this didn't stop him from killing people. Half of his head was transformed into a sharp blade and long whip, and the blade with a cold light attacked the woman. Seeing where he was aiming, it was his intention~ a knife beheaded.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the speed of the long whip is too fast to see clearly, but in the eyes of Hell Dao, it is no different from the speed of a snail crawling. I saw that Hell Dao raised his hand to resist, and at the same time, the deformed right arm-the broken sleeve turned into a long knife .

The two collided to make a clear metallic sound, and a string of sparks burst out, which was particularly conspicuous in this dark night.

"Let's go soon"

The woman who came back to her senses after hearing the urging of the hell way did not say a word this time, but with horror in her eyes, she turned around and ran away, disappearing into the night.

The kind-hearted person who saved himself doesn't look like a human being, at least he doesn't need to worry about it.With mixed feelings, the woman fled here.

What happened tonight may never be forgotten in her life.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Seeing his prey escape, the man in the suit spoke with anger.

It's not a matter of missing a bite, but of increasing the risk of exposure.

How could he not be angry that there was a traitor among his kind.

Although the opponent uses his arms to attack, the man in the suit can be sure that the opponent's human brain does not exist.The living state of the other party is just another rare existence, several of which coexist as one.

That's why the man in the suit always regards the hell realm as the same kind.

"There's no need to be angry, anyway, it won't affect you if you get exposed"

Hell Dao's tone was very calm. When the several long whips transformed into the man in the suit were fighting with the same number of sharp-edged whips transformed into his right arm, his left arm quickly deformed and stabbed the man in the suit through the heart. , and quickly made up a few knives to dismember it.

"How could there be..."

The mouth of the parasitic beast whose head was nailed to the ground by a sharp blade spoke intermittently, and withered within a few seconds.He was already paying attention to the enemy's head to prevent a sneak attack from deformation, but he never expected that his left arm was also a parasitic beast.So an oversight cost his life.

It is not so easy to determine the number of parasitic beasts that make up the clones of the Six Paths, and the release of brainwave signals can be controlled when necessary.

Originally, I wanted to set fire to the corpses, so as not to scare passers-by tomorrow.

But in the end, he still didn't do that, Nangong Long controlled Hell Dao and left the scene directly.

The corpses of the dry parasitic beasts on the ground were left to the police, and it was up to them whether to pay attention or not.

About half an hour later, the police arrived here and quickly dealt with the scene.

East Fukuyama Police Station, a certain room

The serious-looking police officer Fukami was asking the woman who called the police about the situation.

"Ms. Sakurada, I have already understood the general situation. Have you seen the appearance of the person who saved you?"

If he hadn't seen the withered parasitic beast at the scene, it would be hard for Fukami to believe what Ms. Sakurada said, after all, it was too unreasonable.

What Sakurada misses in the course of events described is that the person who rescued her is almost always vague.

"It was too dark, so he pushed me away and let me go first. I didn't pay attention because of fear, but ran away directly." Ms. Sakurada with slightly curly long hair moved out the words she had thought up before. .

She had already struggled on the road, whether to tell or not to tell, after a lot of inner battles, she finally decided to hide it.No matter how the other party saved her, betraying the other party was not in line with her principle of doing things.

Once she described the other person's appearance, it would not be long before the police found him.

She felt that the other party was not a bad person. If it fell into the hands of the police, she would not want to leave easily because of the fact that her arm could be transformed into a blade.

Nangong Long didn't care whether he was exposed or not, because Hell Dao changed his face when he turned around.

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Sakurada's statement is reasonable and there is no contradiction, but Fukami's intuition tells him that the other party seems to be hiding something intentionally.

But seeing that there is no evidence, it is hard to say anything.

"Is it like this?" The police officer who drew the general image of the man in the suit based on Sakurada's description raised his drawing board and asked.

"almost"

Sakurada nodded.

The image on the drawing paper is exactly the man in the suit with half of his head turned into a whip blade.

After saying everything he knew, Sakurada was sent home by the police.

"I got a lot of useful information, but it really challenged my nerves," Fukami's partner Masuda said with a bitter face.

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Fukami squeezed his eyebrows and let out a long sigh.

"It looks like there will be a dedicated person to take over the investigation soon"

"That's right, a special investigation team has been set up for the murder and mutilation incident. It's not our turn to have a headache." Masuda said in a relaxed tone as much as possible. If he doesn't mediate the tense atmosphere, the string in his mind may break .

"Why would a monster with arms that can be turned into blades save humans?" Fukami put one hand in front of his mouth to support his head, his brows were slightly frowned, and his face showed a thoughtful expression.

The man in the suit was cut into several sections. If the blade concealed this point, it would only arouse suspicion, so apart from concealing the appearance of the hell way, Sakurada told the truth.

A lie is hidden in a pile of truth so that it is not easy to be found.

"Maybe it's internal strife," Masuda guessed.

"Is that true?" Fukami felt that it was not the truth.

Even if it's an internal strife, you can kill everyone present first, and then start the battle. There is no need to save Ms. Sakurada. What's the point of doing so?

Isn't it superfluous?In terms of exposure risk.

If you don't want to know this, you can't deduce the real truth.

Unless the monster (Hell Dao) acted because he wanted to save people, but how could that be possible? Could it be that monsters are good or bad, Shen Jian thought ironically.

Nangong Long didn't know what happened at the police station, and he didn't intend to intervene. It was late at night, and he had already rested for a few days.

Chapter 7 You can exit now

Long suit yellow hair

"New one, there are similar"

When Quan Xin, who was sitting by the flower bed, heard Mickey's reminder, his heart skipped a beat and he immediately became nervous.

You must know that his current record is just killing a loser parasitized on a dog, and it is almost all due to Mickey, he is just running.

It is worth mentioning that because of the small size of the dog, it can rely on the deformation of the brain to change into wings to fly, but because of this, it used most of its energy to control, and it was killed by Mickey after a few strokes up.

How could Quan Xinyi not be afraid of meeting such a dangerous guy again this time.

"Aren't several parasitic in one body?" Quan Xinyi asked anxiously.

If so, he turned and ran.

"No, there is only one signal. Xinyi, the existence of "[-]" with only one episode is very rare, and it is not so easy to meet." Mickey felt that he had to explain, otherwise Xinyi would appear in his heart. shadow.

If it weren't for his weak feelings, Mickey felt that he would not be much better.If that monster (Tiandao) could really flexibly control the parasitic beast all over his body, Mickey couldn't imagine how high its combat ability would be.

But one thing is certain, that is, no individual of the same kind is the opponent of the monster, and it is difficult to kill the opponent even in a beating.

"That's good." Shinichi heaved a sigh of relief.

It is also an enemy, of course he hopes that the opponent is weaker, so that his chances of winning will increase.

At the same time, Huang Mao, who was standing on the street reading the newspaper, also noticed Mickey's existence.

"Meet the same kind"

Huang Mao casually threw the newspaper into a nearby trash can, turned around and walked in the direction of the signal.

"Xinyi, the other party is approaching," Mickey, who was talking to Xinyi, reminded in time.

After cursing in his mouth, Quan Xinyi immediately walked towards the place where there were few people.

There are quite a lot of people on the street, and the battle here may affect how many people.Despite the fear in his heart, Quan Xinyi didn't want to hurt innocent people.

Considering this point, Mitch is completely opposite. He thinks that places with many people are beneficial to his side.Pedestrians on the street can act as meat shields, and he is looking for opportunities to kill his opponents.

However, he did not argue with Shinichi on this point, the current internal strife between the enemies will only reduce the chances of winning.Mickey would never do this kind of thing that reduces his chances of survival.

Soon Quan Xinyi found a suitable place to stop. It was the yard of an abandoned apartment building. The stairs built outside the house were already full of rust.

"No wonder you want to escape, the human brain still exists"

Huang Mao, who appeared at the entrance, found Mickey parasitic on his right hand, and suddenly understood the reason why the other party escaped.

Generally speaking, parasitic beasts will not fight with each other, and they will only do it when their lives are threatened.Therefore, if you notice the same kind of signal, you will not run away immediately, but will meet with you, just like saying hello.

"Don't go near him, or I'll see you as an enemy"

Mickey turned three fingers into claw blades, and the ends of his thumb and index finger turned into eyeballs to stare at the enemy.

Even though he sensed Mickey's hostility, Huang Mao didn't intend to do anything, but instead persuaded:

"Mr. Right, do you want to transfer it to me?"