Chapter 771 Hundred Eyes

Half an hour ago, in the evening, it was raining heavily.

A van parked at the back entrance of the izakaya.

The young man who jumped out of the car in the rain lifted his poncho and bowed slightly to the proprietress who had been waiting for a long time: "A set meal for eighty people, please."

"It has been prepared for a long time." Ms. Omi pointed to the huge insulated box next to her: "It's raining so hard. Do you want Ushijima-kun to come in and drink some ginger soup?"

"No need, everyone in the group is still waiting to eat. If they get hungry, they will lose their temper."

The young man known as Ushijima-kun waved his hands and smiled sheepishly, and refused the landlady's help. He was about to pick up the box, but instead of lifting it, he almost doubled over and his face turned red.

"Good weight!"

"After all, it's dinner for eighty people. Ushijima-kun, you are too reluctant to do it alone." Before Ms. Omi could finish speaking, the girl next to her who was doing the trick stretched out her hand and lifted the box easily, blinking in confusion. Eyes: "It's not heavy...Boss, where do you put this?"

"..." Ms. Omi's face stiffened, and she wanted to pinch the face of this guy who still couldn't learn to look at the air and turn it around a few times.

Instead, the young man named Ushijima waved his hand nonchalantly: "Oh, this is Ms. Maki. I heard that guy Uehara said you are very strong. I still don't believe it. Please help me put it in the trunk. good."

After loading the things, Ushijima said goodbye politely, rubbed his waist and returned to the car.

In the heavy rain, the van started up, and the driver looked at his embarrassed look and laughed: "Just tell me, it's very heavy, and you still don't want my help."

"Wordy!"

Ushijima rolled his eyes at him angrily. After wiping the rain from his face, he turned off the noisy rock music on the radio, took out a notebook from his pocket and continued to memorize words.

"Hinc, Hinc, H-I-N-C... astra, astra, A-S-T-R-A..."

Seeing his serious look, the driving team member couldn't help but shake his head: "You really worked hard. You memorized it in the morning and forgot it in the afternoon. What's the use of learning this thing?"

"I'm happy, but do you care?"

Ushijima rolled his eyes at him, put away the notebook in his hand, and continued to recite it silently. But the people next to him seemed to be disturbing him, singing loudly.

Ushijima was so angry that he kicked the bastard hard.

"That's enough, I'm here to look after the car!" His companion pushed him: "Don't interfere with the driver's driving..."

boom!

Amidst the sweeping rain, a Land Rover suddenly roared out of the dark alley, broke through the rain, and suddenly hit the side of the van.

Amidst the loud noise, the earth was turned upside down, and Ushijima's vision went dark, and he felt like he was being tossed around randomly like a rag, colliding violently.

Fortunately, I was wearing a seat belt, otherwise I would have been thrown out...

When he woke up from his drowsiness, he saw his companion lying on the steering wheel, with his head broken and bleeding, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Fuck, the airbag is broken..."

Ushijima breathed hard and wanted to push his shoulder.

Then, I heard a sound outside the window.

Someone knocked on the broken window, and a mocking smile appeared on that extremely familiar face.

"Ushijima-kun, your life has been very good recently."

The few people who got off the Land Rover looked at him through the window. The leader narrowed his eyes and grinned: "You didn't even answer the phone. Does it seem like you have really abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side?"

Iron King Party!

There was a moment of astonishment, and the worries of the past few days suddenly flooded into my heart.

Ushijima was stunned from the shock, and then suddenly asked: "Why did you come here?"

"Huh?" The visitor from the Iron King's Party was also stunned for a moment.

"I thought you had forgotten me!" Ushijima angrily pulled off his seat belt and roared: "If you were going to do it, wouldn't you have informed me in advance? Damn it! Kill me too! "

"Huh?" The caller couldn't react and immediately became suspicious: "Why don't you answer the phone?"

"Everyone's mobile phones have been confiscated, okay! Didn't you see, I'm under suspicion!" Ushijima replied angrily: "Someone is watching me when I go out to get a meal, otherwise I would have been fucking poisoned. I poisoned the people in the paper-carrying group, and you still need to come!"

"..."

Outside the car, several people looked at each other. Immediately, the leader reacted and smiled happily: "Very good, Ushijima-kun, I really saw you right! I just said that a good man like Ushijima, how could he do this?" Being a traitor..."

"Are you planning a surprise attack on the Kagome Team?" Ushijima looked at it and volunteered, "I'll show you the way."

"There's no need to give directions."

The leader shook his head, pressed the pistol in his pocket, and suddenly asked: "Where is the paper-wielding amateur?"

"He's out."

Ushijima answered without hesitation: "I went to the Ochiai family for a banquet. Now the Kaishi group is empty inside. There is not a single ascendant..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sinister voice sounded from behind the crowd, like a ferocious outline composed of countless wriggling hairs, making an impatient voice:

"He's lying!"

In an instant, everyone looked at Ushijima in a subtle way.

In the silence, Ushijima froze on the spot, opening his mouth to say something, but in the end, he said nothing and just sighed.

He raised his hand and gave a middle finger to the man outside the car window.

"Eat shit!"

After a long period of fumbling, Ushijima suddenly reached out, pulled out the pistol from the tool box, pointed it at that face, and pulled the trigger.

Gunshots rang out from the rain.

Immediately, it subsided again.

In front of the burning car basket, a hand made of countless hairs pulled Ushijima out of the car, and a pair of strange eyes emerged from it, staring at his face.

"Amateur with paper, where are you?"

Ushijima smiled and closed his eyes.

Only the sound of a phone ringing in the distance was heard.

Then, the brutal pain came like a wave...

The moment he was stared at by that eye from close range, Huai Shi felt a vicious curse entangled in his soul like a snake, shrinking and penetrating rapidly.

Invaded the Stigma and Ossuary.

Then, there is no more...

The rotten dream essence burned on the flag was swallowed up immediately and became part of the corrupt dream essence in the dream cage.

Miracles may not be useless in the face of stronger miracles, but once a curse encounters a stronger curse, it will be in vain.

Huai Shi just felt her eyes darken under the impact of the aftermath, and then the tip of her nose became hot and nosebleeds began to flow out.

It looks like I drank too much ginseng chicken soup and took too many supplements.

The whole person is full of spirit.

Huai Shi raised her hand, wiped the nosebleeds that had quickly diluted in the heavy rain, and asked doubtfully: "What are you looking at?"

The eyes above the squirming hair were stunned for a moment, and then looked at it again as if he didn't believe it.

Then Huai Shi became more energetic.

Couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Are you here to attack me, or are you here to deliver me supplements?"

In the distance, the hundred-eyed ghost covered in countless hairs was stunned for a moment, and then its countless pupils became more and more ferocious.

"Boss, go on!!!"

In the ruins of the house, behind the burning car basket, Ueno finally found the golf bag from the broken trunk. After tearing open the bag, he pulled out a heavy sword from it and threw it towards Huaishi with all his strength.

In mid-air, sharp black hair swept across, and the sword instantly broke into two pieces.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of pairs of evil eyes turned around and looked indifferently at Ueno's location.

The moment the evil light burst out, I found... Huai Shi's face was already close at hand, grinning and smiling.

Yu Bu broke through the air with a delayed roar.

The curtain of heavy rain suddenly twisted, setting off a cloud of whitecaps.

Then, it saw the iron ball in Huai Shi's hand that was as big as a human head - it was bright and round, and there was even a clear ticking sound of the mechanical watch movement.

Before he could get close, countless pupils shrank, and thousands of sharp evil lights swept in all directions.

Then, there was a loud roar.

A flash of light suddenly erupted close at hand. The improved formula of Ramesses' Wrath added a large amount of magnesium powder and exploded instantly, creating a blazing light like the rising sun.

The fierce light that could scorch the eyes of ordinary people only dimmed the eyes of the Hundred-Eyed Ghost for a moment, and then a pungent smell spread from the hot wind.

Mixed with the smell of blood and alcohol, the pungent and poisonous wine turned into mist, rising in the heavy rain, looking down at the Hundred-Eyed Ghost's hair like strong acid, making a hissing sound.

This was inspired by a showdown with a bartender.

The kitchen demon's special alcohol is produced by fusing Huaishi's own blood wine with metal explosives.

After seeping into the essence from the Cage of Dreams, thick fog instantly engulfed all directions, and the dream of bubbles covered reality, blocking all sight.

But it couldn't stop Baimugui's gaze for long.

After confirming that Ueno had escaped, Huaishi stepped back without thinking, but immediately discovered countless criss-crossing and squirming hair strands floating in the air from the wash of the heavy rain.

The lower stigmata of the Hundred-Eyed Ghost - Hair Girl.

Through his hair, he entrusts countless evil essences and curses, devouring life.

At this moment, countless strands of hair swept across, entangled in Huai Shi's palm, and began to frantically absorb his life...

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment.

Feel nothing.

I just feel that the diameter of this water pipe is a bit too small...

Immediately afterwards, those hairs began to rapidly fibrosis, turning into wood, and began to spread corruption and poison. The numb feeling caused the hair to twitch like flesh and blood, and then quickly broke into two pieces.

Shrouded in the mist of dreams, the Hundred-Eyed Ghost roared angrily, and then he heard the ferocious howling of countless iron crows.

The sharp sound of metallic proliferation fell from the sky.

The thirty-nine point nine meter machete fell from the sky!

Roaring resentment.

The scarlet blade cut through countless squirming hairs in an instant. Regardless of the entanglement and extraction of those hairs, it actually began to extract the source essence of the fourth-level sublime.

In the fog, a doubtful voice came:

"You don't think you're the only one who can suck, do you? No? No?"

Under the countless strands of hair, the old face had wide eyes and scarlet eyes.

A fourth-level ascendant actually capsized in front of a third-level person for so long, and was ridiculed in turn!

The senior killer from the Tomb of the No Returner was furious. Countless hairs spread from his body, and his whole body actually dissolved into a ball of hair monster waving countless tentacles, entangled with the Blade of Resentment, and then, More tentacles roared toward Huai Shi.

The Blade of Resentment dissipated in an instant.

Then, a brilliant flash of light burst out!

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