I'm a magnet maniac

Only Shangxian and Wuyan knew about the plan to raid Forging Dao Village, and even Luoji didn't know about it—it wasn't that Wuyou didn't trust her loyalty, but she didn't trust her brain.

The invasion plan of Forging Dao Village led by Shangxian Zhiwu Yuhu is foolproof. Yuhu himself has infiltrated the interior of Forging Dao Village and set up traps with his own ability, and Shangxian Zhiwu Bantiangou's ability is also enough to deal with multiple pillars!

As the logistics source of the ghost killing team, there is a high probability that Forging Knife Village will be guarded by pillars, so before the action, Wuyou ordered ghosts from various places to create a series of cases to attract the attention of the ghost killing team. Knife village raids.

Although the first priority is to find the blue Bianhua that Wu Mi has been looking for for thousands of years, but it doesn't matter if you can't find it. For Shang Xian, the most important goal is always to kill all the craftsmen in Forging Knife Village!

As long as these craftsmen who know how to forge Japanese knives and their collection of orangutan iron sand ore are gone, these ghost killing teams will no longer have solar knives to use, and it is only a matter of time before they are slaughtered!

The plan was supposed to be foolproof, and there shouldn't be any leaks, but now—who the hell is the insider! ! !

Luo Ji and the prostitute Taro had no time to think about it, because another unexpected guest broke in here.

The menacing Yu Mao Tianyuan smashed through the paper door of the attic on the roof and broke in. After seeing the falling girl beside Bai Wujie, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Now is definitely not the time to ask Bai Wujie why he did this, Yu Mao Tianyuan can distinguish between the primary and the secondary when the target is on the line!

"It's really slow, your efficiency is too low." Bai Wujie put down his glass and sighed

"Inferior wine, inferior food, and inferior women. Apart from this squeezed skin, it is useless. It has no soul and nothing. It makes me unable to be happy, let alone raise the flag!"

Almost at the moment when Yu Mao Tianyuan drew his sword, Luo Ji suddenly jumped up and killed Bai Wujie next to him!

The kimono on her body exploded in an instant, turning into eight slender ribbons that pierced towards Bai Wujie, and each of those ribbons had the speed and incomparably sharp texture of tearing the sound barrier!

It was like eight sharp blades were cutting towards Bai Wujie's body.

"don't want--"

The prostitute Taro in Luo Ji's body hadn't even finished his exclamation, Bai Wujie had already put the eight ribbons in the palm of his hand, and his right hand was grabbing Luo Ji's head.

Although there was no hateful Japanese sword in that empty hand, the prostitute Taro had such a strong sense of crisis—if he was caught, he would die! ! !

Without hesitation, the prostitute Taro immediately got out of Yu Ji's body, and two sickles made of spines waved their blood-red sickle blades towards Bai Wujie.

Blood Ghost Art Flying Blood Scythe! ! !

The highly poisonous blood-red sickle fell towards Bai Wujie's body like a noisy and chaotic shadow, but before that, Bai Wujie threw the fallen girl out of the window with a backhand, and at the same time disappeared under the blow of the flying blood sickle within range.

"Look, she even hid a man in her body, that's how I got my job done."

The playful and meaningless teasing laughter contained contempt and arrogance in his tone, as if he and his sister were nothing.

But the prostitute Taro, who should have been angry, couldn't get any energy to get angry. His ugly and distorted face was full of veins, and the sense of urgency brought by the biological desire to survive all over his body almost made him unable to move!

"Go and kill that brainless female ghost, and see if you can take her head back first, or I will crush this ugly man first."

Bai Wujie stretched and moved his hands, shining electric arcs danced endlessly in his palms, lazily and casually said to Yujue Tianyuan.

Yin Zhu took a deep look at him, and chased him outside the house without hesitation, while the prostitute Taro could only roar loudly to the outside.

"Gah!!! Fallen princess, run! Don't look back, run!!!"

"The touching brother-sister relationship, you seem to know that you are dead."

Lazy voice, followed by severe pain as if being torn apart in front of the sternum, accompanied by an invisible force hitting the chest and tearing the sternum and heart, the prostitute Taro endured screaming in pain

"Blood Ghost Art: Round Slash and Roundabout!!!"

Chapter 24 20. The Desperate Whore Taro

Like a storm, the blood-red sickle blade exploded along the chest of the prostitute Taro.

Terrifying destruction, this storm-like rain of sickle blades erupted with incomparably terrifying destructive power.

In just a split second, the erupting blood sickle turned the entire bustling Kyogoku House into complete ruins, and the powerful destructive force continued to spread as the surrounding buildings collapsed, spreading, just like spreading on porcelain. same as the crack.

Fortunately, the balloons that Bai Wujie had released before made there not many people who chose to stay and watch the excitement nearby, and this terrifying explosive destruction did not cause serious casualties.

However, it is unknown whether this is luck. After all, for the people of Yoshiwara, it is just two cruel devils fighting each other.

"Nice fireworks, I like the color."

When the prostitute Taro, who erupted with great strength, was trying to find the enemy's figure in the ruins, the sound of applause came from above his head

The prostitute Taro raised his head abruptly, and what made him feel a deep fear was that under the eruption of his strongest power, his enemy, Bai Wujie, was still unscathed.

He didn't even get any dust on his body, as if telling the prostitute Taro that his best effort was just a clown's performance.

"Who are you? What are you here for? Why are you trying to kill us!!!"

The prostitute Taro questioned loudly in that hoarse and ugly voice, not only to delay his sister's escape, but also because the prostitute Taro really couldn't figure it out.

The person in front of him couldn't possibly be a ghost hunter, at least he was definitely not his companion with those members of the Ghost Killing Squad!

Because he is so cruel, even more cruel than a ghost, and he is so arbitrary, more arbitrary than a ghost, and even more unreasonable!

Such people, in the eyes of ghosts, are objects that must be kept away, let alone those swordsmen of the ghost killing team?

Those ghost hunters are not a group of people who do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. If they were such people, they would not have been completely unable to suppress the raging of ghosts in the past few hundred years.Unreasonable things can always destroy and insult reasonable things. In the past, it was ghosts against people, but now it's crazy people against ghosts!

"Actually, the only one I want to kill is Muma Onimai Tsuji."

Bai Wujie squatted down and looked at the prostitute Taro, chatting relaxedly

He doesn't have to worry about what Wu Mi will see through the eyes of the prostitute Taro, because he believes that Wu Mi is too busy now, and compared to his own side, the fourth and fifth in Forge Village are the bigger problems .

What's more, the power driven by the electric current that Bai Wujie blasted into the prostitute Taro's body just now burned the prostitute Taro's cells to a certain extent. Before the regeneration is complete, Wu Mi can't get information through it.

But it's not entirely certain, ghosts are interesting animals, an interesting thing that Bai Wujie hasn't fully researched yet.

"You guys are just a little extra at best. In fact, if you don't get rid of you, it won't be easy to force Wu Mi to take the initiative."

Knowing that Guiwu Tsuji Wumi is a cautious person, what Bai Wujie has to do is to cut off his hands and feet.

Letting the upper strings be wiped out is a way of forcing Wu Mi to take the initiative.

The prostitute Taro scratched his ugly and rough face vigorously, and continued to say in a hoarse voice.

"What kind of enmity do you have with Lord Wu Mi?"

"Is it important? When a tiger preys on a hare, does it need to find a reason to hate? When a lion hunts an antelope, will it say that it is an understanding of grievances? When you ghosts eat people, will you pursue this issue?"

Bai Wujie's rhetorical question left the prostitute Taro speechless, because as he said, there is no reason, let alone a reason.

Such is the relationship between predator and prey, and so is the reality of the strong bullying the weak.The so-called strong man wielding his knife to the stronger man is just a self-righteous romantic assumption of the moral guards. Most of the strong men in this world are more likely to swallow the weak than to devour other strong people.

It's just that if Bai Wujie is placed in this position, doesn't it mean that Wu Mi is the weak being hunted down?

The brain of the prostitute Taro refuses to accept this possibility, not only because of his confidence in Wu Mi's ability, but also because he is also afraid that the angry Wu Mi will take their brothers and sisters under the knife.

Speaking of which, there is actually nothing more to say.

It is impossible for the prostitute Taro to retreat, even if Bai Wujie agrees, it is impossible for him to escape here with Luo Ji.

Because Wu Mi will be unhappy, because Wu Mi may kill them because of it.

It's completely different from his own sister, the sensible prostitute Taro understands their status in Wu Mi's heart too well - no matter how powerful the tool is, it's just a tool.

A tool that is not working well can be replaced at any time, and there is no need for a tool that betrays its master.

The prostitute Taro knew that he might really die here, but at the very least... at least he hoped to buy some time for the fallen princess, or use his heroic and tragic death to let Wu miserably let the escaped sister go .

"Since this is the case, there is nothing to say, try my blood sickle!!!!"

The prostitute Taro screamed, and frantically waved the two sickles in his hands, and the poisonous thin blades stained with his blood attacked Bai Wujie one after another.

But those dozens of blood blades thrown together were only broken by Bai Wujie's hand.

"Electricity drives 78 volts of power, the hand of God."

The same moves, but the moves used to torture people who are disrespectful to themselves are completely different from the ones that are pouring out now

Eight dazzling electric currents burst out in Bai Wujie's hands, entwining and pulling the blood blades flying around like winding snake tails, and this force scattered and gathered the countless blood blades, forming a circle in Bai Wujie's palm. Ball of blood spinning.

"It's a good move, making full use of my physical characteristics, but it's a pity that the penetration is really not good."

Bai Wujie twirled the ball of blood, and casually smiled as if he was playing and dressing up.

"Hee hee hee hee, let me improve it for you."

The scarlet blood cells began to shape in his hands, and the power driven by the electric current restricted the shape of the liquid to elongate infinitely, forming an extremely small 'blood line' in the blink of an eye.

"go with!"

With a flick of Bai Wujie's fingers, countless elongated blood lines pierced the prostitute Taro on the ground like falling spears, and the prostitute Taro who saw this frantically waved his blood sickle to defend against the attack.

Blood ghost art · arc jumping!

Frantically waving countless blood shadows, the prostitute Taro tried hard to survive.But unfortunately, his extraordinary attack still couldn't save him.

Dozens of slender blood lines instantly pierced the prostitute Taro's protection according to the principle of a high-pressure water gun and ran through his body. Although each wound was only the size of a grain of rice, hundreds of them gathered together still made his body The shoulders are almost briquettes.

What was even more horrifying was a slender line of blood slashing across quickly. The prostitute Taro chose to roll and dodge without grace, but even so, one of his hands was cut and flew out.

Among the ruins, the prostitute Taro climbed up with difficulty, gasping for breath, and a complete arm recovered from the broken arm in an instant.

Desperate, no matter how you look at it, no matter how you calculate it, no matter how you look at it, Taro the hooker can't see any hope of victory!

In his long career, he had only experienced such horrific despair when facing Master Wu Mi. Even the top three in the top three could not kill him so casually.

"Since you've finished your move, it's my turn."

Just like a child playing a game of you shoot one and I shoot one, the prostitute Taro finished his tricks, so it was Bai Wujie's turn

He doesn't look like he's having fun, he's just having fun, a game, a try, boring fun.

He dispersed the blood cells in his hands, and slowly lowered his hands, while the powerful electric current drove countless dust from the surrounding ruins to gather in front of him, forming a cluster of agglomerated ash.

And the balls made up of dust increased more and more, but the total volume did not increase at all.Instead, there is only a more solid body.

Even if the prostitute Taro has barely read books, he must understand this basic truth.

When the same amount of matter increases, but the size does not change, it only means that the matter is getting more 'dense' and also 'heavier'!

In just a few seconds, Taro the prostitute was no longer sure how much dust and dirt had gathered in the ball that had turned into pure black, but its volume had never changed in the slightest!

Compress several tons of objects, use electric current to pull them into the distance between molecules, compact the size of objects without changing their quality——

And this move is exactly the one that Bai Wujie learned from the Ultimate Wuliang Qigong not long ago!

"Guibo Qigong!!!!"

Roaring, at this moment the endlessly compressed sphere roared and the thunder body that tore through the air was pushed out!

Can't resist, can't stop, the moment he saw this thing, Taro the hooker couldn't stop the fate of being hit.

boom! ! !

The prostitute Taro's consciousness was blurred for a while, and he only felt that his body was moving at a high speed as if flying in the air. After an unknown amount of time, with the second impact of his body falling heavily and the screams from the side, the prostitute Taro reluctantly opened his eyes. One eye was opened.

He was hit by that monster from one end of Yoshihara to the other end, and his own body was even more so.

Two hands and one leg completely disappeared, a huge blood hole was punched in the chest, and the entire jaw disappeared.

Although it is a ghost, it still takes time to repair such an injury, and what's more, the monster will not give the hooker Taro the time he needs.

Damn, there is no way to continue to delay time?Isn't there anything that can delay this monster for even a second?

Anxious, annoyed, and praying prostitute Taro was slowly recovering from his injuries, a group of unexpected 'allies' appeared

A group of officials from the government, or the police, surrounded Bai Wujie who was walking slowly from the other side of Yoshihara Street.

"Hands up, hands up!"

"Damn murderer, quickly surround him!"

Facing the angry crowd surrounding him, Bai Wujie slightly tilted his head and grinned

look, the dead body is talking

Chapter 25 21. Brothers and sisters die together

Hitting the young ones and bringing the old ones, this is not something worth complaining about.

Because this is often the case in the world, when you bully something relatively weak in a group, it is only natural to suffer revenge from something stronger in this group.

"It's right there, don't even try to run!!!"

"Damn murderer, you are allowed to kill him on the spot!!!"

Just as Bai Wujie walked towards the prostitute Taro step by step, a group of policemen wearing black hats appeared in front of him.

Bai Wujie's pace didn't show any signs of slowing down, because he didn't see anyone to care about, only a group of people blocking the way, I don't know the so-called roadblocks.