[Demon Slayer: The Gentle Man]

"Tsk, what an annoying brat."

The prostitute Taro impatiently resisted the joint attack of the Zaomen brothers and sisters. When he swung the sickle in his hand, he easily resisted the siege of the three.

It can be said that if it wasn't for the relatively short days of becoming a ghost, with his combat power, he could be the top four or even a higher position.

"This is your sister? It's a pity that she is not as good-looking as my sister. My sister has been the most beautiful oiran in Huajie for nearly a century. It's just that her brain is not very good, otherwise she can be called a perfect sister." It's fine if Kamizuru didn't open his mouth, but when he opened his mouth, he was as gentle as Tanjirou, and his face became very scary.

Even his own sister was yelling and cursing while fighting, "What do you mean you can't use your brain! Brother ugly! Pay attention to your words!" "Got it, stupid sister."

After habitually taunting the people present, the prostitute Taro noticed that the attack frequency of the Zaomen brothers and sisters had increased, and asked with interest, "Are you angry? Even so, you are still pitifully weak. Why don't you be like your sister?" , If you become a ghost, you will become very, very strong all of a sudden, so that you can protect your sister well, how about it?"

"How about sending you to hell?" Kaneki chopped off the entire right arm of the prostitute Taro with a single knife, his eyes were extremely cold.Both Tanjiro and Nezuko are important family members to him, and he would never allow others to insult them both like this.

"Well, before you say big things, let's see if you have the ability! If you don't have the ability, you will make people laugh!" Taro the prostitute's right arm grew out instantly, and he was also holding the dirty hand in his hand. A sickle stained with black blood, "Blood Splattered Scythe!"

not good!too close!

Jin Mu quickly backed away from the prostitute Taro, and the blood-splashing sickle followed behind him, never retreating without seeing the blood.

"Breath of blood, one shape, rain of blood all over the sky." The dark red light confronted the scarlet light fiercely, splashing layers of red streamer, which was as beautiful as fireworks, but concealed a shocking killing intent.

"It's too slow." The prostitute Taro's voice sounded in his ears, and Kaneki's pupils shrank.

"Boom" The black figure flew out and smashed through the wall not far away. The house was crumbling, and the bricks and tiles were smashed to the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'!" He reached out and grabbed Tanjiro's hand He lifted him up easily by his neck, with a ferocious expression on his face, "There is no need for useless waste to live, go to hell and confess your incompetence."

Tanjiro endured the pain of suffocation, clenched his teeth, and tried to lift the Japanese sword with a vein on his right arm.When the hooker Taro's attention shifted to his hands, he kicked his feet and bumped his head on the hooker Taro's head, breathing, spinning, and drawing out the knife in one go.

"God of fire, Kagura, scorching sun!"

As if a small sun was rising, the prostitute Taro felt the feeling of being enveloped by the sun for the first time in the long night.That feeling was not good, and the part of the cell that belonged to Onimai Tsuji Mumi even became agitated, conveying the emotion called "fear" to him.

"Ahhh!" The prostitute Taro clutched the wound of his severed right arm, the piercing pain burned the wound, making it impossible for him to heal the wound at all.He looked at the maker of the blow, Kamado Tanjiro, with terrifying eyes.

Kamado Tanjirou is not the same as before. He stood there with empty eyes, and the color of the wound on his forehead became very dark. I don’t know if it is an illusion. The prostitute Taro himself is full of fighting spirit, but the cells in his body, After seeing the markings, he desperately sent the signal "retreat, leave" to him.

It shouldn't be, obviously he is not even a pillar, why?

Tanjiro Kamado, exuding a terrifying aura, walked towards Taro the prostitute, holding a black Japanese sword.

"You shouldn't kill so many innocent people; you shouldn't insult my favorite sister; you shouldn't hurt my favorite Mr. Kaneki; you shouldn't underestimate my determination to protect my family!"

The further Tanjiro walked, the firmer his eyes became, and the faster he walked.

"God of fire, Kagura, scorching sun!"

The hooker Taro's left arm fell to the ground together with the sickle in his left hand. The pain from the wound made him extremely angry just now. He controlled Araki to fly over and asked her to deal with Tanjiro Kamado. He tried his best to relieve the pain. The burning pain of the wound, strive to grow the arm as soon as possible, and kill everyone present.

However, letting Rakihime come over to deal with Kamado Tanjiro caused most of the rest of the people to turn their blades on the prostitute Taro.

Except for Inosuke wielding the saw-toothed double swords to help cut off the girl's belt, Usui Tengen and Zenitsu besieged the prostitute Taro, shuttled back and forth among the flying kunai, almost driving the prostitute Taro into a desperate situation.

The wisteria poison does not have much effect on the poisonous prostitute Taro, who can instantly decompose the wisteria poison that has entered his body.The burning pain on his wound was also lessening, the prostitute Taro's eyes were fierce, and he forcibly grew an arm to block the Japanese swords that Usui Tengen and Zenitsu slashed at his neck.

"God of fire Kagura, radiant grace!"

The flaming sun wheel knife fell from the sky, with great force mixed with endless anger, it chopped off the head of the prostitute Taro.

At the same time, Inosuke's two knives swung from two directions, breaking Yu Ji's neck.

Winding Land, the beheading is over!

After Tanjiro cut off the hooker Taro's neck, his right hand hangs down limply, and the Hirinkana dragged on the ground, drawing a scorched black mark.

He stumbled to the broken wall, moved the stones, and kept shouting, "Mr. Kaneki, can you hear me? I'm Tanjiro, Kamizuru has been defeated by us. I I did it, and I can finally protect you too."

A pair of dusty hands stretched out from under the pile of bricks and tiles, and pulled Tanjiro, who was almost exhausted, into his arms.Tanjiro coughed unceasingly, tears suddenly stopped listening to him, ran down his cheeks, and dripped onto Kaneki's hands.

Those hands trembled, and Tanjiro hugged him even tighter.

The man sighed, the scent of wisteria came closer, his warm lips lightly attached to the spots on Tanjiro's forehead, Tanjiro's already high body temperature became more and more uncontrollable.

Before fainting, Tanjiro heard Kaneki's voice in a daze.

"Tanjiro, you did a great job. I heard what Tanjiro said."

Ruined!