"Liar, if I had the ability like yours, I would not have been sent to the mountain **** by the village..."

Hearing Ginji's words, Kazuo looked at the bear meat in his hand with a low expression.

Since ancient times, Japan has had the custom of offering sacrifices to mountain gods because of famine.

Offerings, usually children who have just turned seven.

Of course, some people say that this approach is actually to reduce the consumption of rations.

The war has just ended recently. The land is devastated and the people are struggling. Kazuo, who is too good to eat, was thrown into the mountains by the village to "sacrifice the mountain gods".

"That... Kazuo..."

As if guessing what happened to the boy, Ginji, who was eating the bear meat, rubbed the other's head heroically with his greased hands.

"Although I'm not a mountain god...but I can also promise you three wishes, as long as I can do it..."

"Then... can it make me as good as you?"

"Are you like me... that would take a lot of time, and..."

When asked by the boy's innocent and direct words, Ginji couldn't help frowning.

"Sorry, not to mention that you don't have enough years, just the curse on me is not something ordinary people can plant..."

"Cursed... As long as I can control my own destiny, even if I am cursed because of it, I am willing to..."

Lowering his head and nibbling on the bear meat, the boy's tearful eyes gradually reflected the scorching fire in front of him.

It was as if a door to a new world had opened up, revealing a ray of light to him in the darkness.

…

"I managed to hold that samurai down, and the rest are on you."

Seeing the hungry ghosts rushing up the stairs with hideous faces, Siena turned around and said something to Higashino Kohei.

Immediately, his thumb quickly moved the bullet nest of the revolver in his hand, and the majestic power of holy light began to surge.

The bullet box spun wildly like a gambling roulette, and a dense line of bullets spewed out from the muzzle.

Self-created technique, Holy Light Gatling.

Although the power of the bullets transformed by these holy lights is not as violent as before, but the dense speed of close to 3,000 rounds per minute immediately doubled the pressure on the opposite Matsumoto Yinji.

With just a small pistol in hand, Siena was a world apart from that night on the beach.

At this moment, the "Arsenal of Holy Light" really showed his fangs in this peaceful country.

In the face of this dense barrage, Matsumoto Ginji protected his double swords in front of him, and formed an airtight sword formation with movements far beyond human beings, protecting the two of them in it.

"Hey, Kazuo... You've messed with a terrible guy..."

Having said that, Matsumoto Yinji kicked Kazuo Tianto directly downstairs, and then took a step towards Siena.

"I'll take care of him first, you can figure it out for yourself..."

His step, like a teleportation, directly crossed a distance of several meters.

Facing the mighty Siena, Matsumoto Yinji was forced to close the distance and take the initiative to attack for the first time.

"Ding."

The long sword trembled wildly and rubbed violently against the air, bringing out a blazing fire.

The flaming sword light slashed fiercely on the revolver in Siena's hand, and collided with the holy light on it, creating a violent spark.

Two days first class, five rounds, scroll of fire.

Unable to resist Matsumoto Ginji's fiery sword, the poor revolver immediately shattered to the ground.

"Tick...tick..."

The dark red blood quietly dripped on the ground.

In order to cut out this sword, Matsumoto Ginji used his flesh to resist several bullets from Siena without caring.

The holy light bullet, which can directly smash the human body, only left a few huge bullet holes in his body.

Immediately, the bullet holes in his body began to wriggle and heal like living creatures.

"Hey, so Japan also has blood races?"

Noticing the abnormality on the other party's body, Siena, like a western cowboy, pulled out two revolvers from his waist again, and his eyes became serious.

"Blood? I'm not the monster you said..."

However, in two sentences, Matsumoto Yinji's injuries have recovered as before.

"I'm just a damned damned person who can't die no matter how..."

Like an appointment, the knife light swung out again when the gunshots sounded.

…

On the first floor of the warehouse, Higashino Kohei, who climbed onto the container, slammed down the men behind him who had turned into hungry ghosts.

Then, he picked up the carbine left by the trio, leaped onto another container as lightly as a cat, and opened fire frantically at Kazuo Ato who was fleeing below.

However, those hungry ghosts who were not afraid of death surrounded Kazuo Tiandou in the middle, blocking the bullets for him.

After these originally strong men turned into hungry ghosts, not only did their physical potential fully explode, but they also seemed to have no pain or vital presence, and they could recover their injuries by eating.

And these guys are like locusts, after swallowing all the edible food and flesh and blood in the warehouse, they start to eat trucks, wooden boxes and other things beyond their own power.

This can't help but make Higashino Yukihira glad that he took the initiative to attack.

If these guys are allowed to rush into the Yokohama headquarters, I am afraid that the entire Yokohama Chinatown will become a paradise for them to eat.

Not to mention Kazuo Tiandou can continuously transform more people into such monsters.

While thinking about it, he threw the gun that was out of bullets on his body, and pulled out two sharp Qinglong knives from his back.

This traditional Dragon Kingdom machete is the iconic weapon of Nu Luo Fist.

"Do you think...you can stay safe if you hide..."

With a cold smile, Higashino Yukihira no longer dodged, jumped directly from the container, and charged towards Kazuo Tianto among the hungry ghosts.

"I've discovered the weakness of these guys..."

When it fell to the ground, the Azure Dragon Saber slashed towards the nearest hungry ghost with violent power, directly slicing off half of the opponent's head...

A **** whirlwind danced with the two knives, blowing up among the hungry ghosts.

In the face of hungry ghosts dominated by hunger, the quickest way to fight is to exchange wounds for wounds and decapitate them.

Higashino Yukihira, who has acquired the sensitive, strong, immortal physique of the Asamet clan, is actually more fierce and fearless than these hungry ghosts from a certain point of view.

The wounds on his body that were bitten and scratched by the hungry ghosts healed in the blink of an eye.

One by one, the heads rose into the air with the light of the knife in his hand.

The warehouse floor was gradually and completely covered with blood.

Perhaps it was stimulated by the breath of fresh blood, or perhaps the distance from the enemy was getting closer little by little, Higashino Yukihira's eyes became red, and a crazy smile appeared on his face.

"Silver...Silver!!"

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, bathed in the gushing blood and flying stumps, Yukira Higashino incarnated as the **** of killing, Kazuo Tiandou finally felt the fear of death.

Although his physical fitness is also continuously strengthened by the hungry ghost's eating...

However, if he was to fight hand to hand with Higashino Yukipei, who was dancing with the blue dragon and drenched in blood not far away, he would not be able to fight at all.

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