Chapter 1717 West’s Mind

Cang Hegan decisively put away his fangs and claws.

"Tell me, why are you following us and trying to attack us?"

Chen Zhao looked at the two little monsters with a cold face.

To say they are weak is not necessarily true.

Kamitachi is a relatively famous monster in Japanese mythology.

The strength is not necessarily that weak.

But now they are two short of one.

Moreover, they are facing this large crowd.

The momentum was even weaker to the extreme.

Now they have no choice but to act pitiful.

"We...we want to borrow your demon sword." Cang Zhan looked at Chen Zhao tremblingly.

"Borrow? Will you be so elegant? Are you planning to steal or rob?"

Chen Zhao had seen the two of them murder and rob on the streets.

There is no need to be soft-hearted at all.

Of course, Chen Zhao was too lazy to argue with them so much.

Anyway, this is Japan, and it has nothing to do with me.

Unless this is the case now, the calculation is on his head.

Otherwise, he wouldn't bother to care at all.

The Japanese supernatural world is different from the North American supernatural world.

In the Japanese spiritual world, monsters are mostly dealt with by suppressing or transforming them.

To them, it doesn't matter how many people the monster kills.

The more ferocious a monster is, the greater its merit will be if it is transformed.

North America is mostly dominated by evil spirits, with a few other monsters or monsters causing disturbances.

And as long as it is an evil spirit or monster that takes human life, it is basically impossible to escape death.

The size control in the two regions is different.

Of course, it’s also because of different concepts.

So Chen Zhao didn't bother to care how many people these two monsters killed.

In Japan, there are no monsters who do not kill people.

The only difference is whether you kill more or less.

Or he's the kind of Fu Sangshen who can't even be beaten by ordinary people.

"What do you want the demon sword for? Are you going to use it to kill?"

It's not that Chen Zhao looks down on the two of them.

Given their strength, let’s not talk about whether they would be controlled by the demon sword if they took it.

Even if they can still maintain themselves, they can't make any waves.

In less than half a day, they will be suppressed.

Especially here is Tokyo, an area with the highest concentration of psychics and paranormal organizations.

"No, no, no... no, we want to use the demon knife to find our brother medicine."

"What does looking for your brother have to do with coming to snatch the demon sword?"

"Every demon sword has an ability, hunting." Cang said: "As long as it is stained with the blood of the prey, even if the prey escapes to the ends of the earth, the demon sword can still find it."

"Do you have your brother's blood?"

"Yes, yes."

Chen Zhao touched his chin: "If I help you find your brother, what good will it do to me?"

"Our brother Yao has a medicine bag. The medicine in that medicine bag can quickly treat trauma. As long as it is not the head or vital organs, any cutting trauma can be instantly cured." said Siam.

Chen Zhao fell into deep thought. This medicine seemed to be of no use to him.

But think about your family and the people in the association.

This medicine is very useful to them, after all, everyone has an emergency.

"Are you sure your brother is still alive?"

"Of course, we three brothers have the same origin. If the medicine kills us, we won't survive."

The reason why the two brothers were so eager to save the medicine.

Not just because of the deep brotherly love.

At the same time, it was also because the lives of the three brothers were linked together.

If any one dies, the other two will die as well.

This is how the Kamaita clan is, a litter of three brothers.

We have the same roots and the same origin, and at the same time our lives depend on each other.

Therefore, the Kamaita clan has been a very protective and protective accomplice since ancient times.

"Okay, let me help you." Chen Zhao readily agreed after a brief consideration.

At this moment, Portia opened the door and came in, seeing more than twenty people in the room.

Chen Zhao also held two mice in his hand.

"Ah...mouse..."

"These guys are so boring." Gaia stepped forward and held Portia's shoulders: "I caught two mice and had so much fun there. Let's go to other rooms."

Portia quickly escaped from the room with Gaia.

"Are all Japanese rats that big?" Portia asked with lingering fear.

Such a big rat would definitely be a big shock to her.

Just think of the size of those two mice.

She felt like she would have a nightmare tonight.

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"No, I can't feel it at all." Chen Zhao shook his head.

The blood of the sickle medicine was applied on it, but Chen Zhao couldn't feel the existence of the medicine, let alone his position.

But there was nothing that could be done about it, after all, Chen Zhao was not driven by the demon sword at all.

Of course, you can't enjoy the abilities given by the demon sword.

For Chen Zhao, the demon knife has no other use except being sharper than ordinary sharp weapons.

"Let me give it a try." At this moment, West said.

"West, this demon sword can control people, are you sure?" Chen Zhao looked at West hesitantly.

He didn't want one of his own to take such a risk just to save a monster.

"President, I have confidence." West said.

"President, I can apply a soul light to Mr. West to protect his consciousness from being eroded." Moore Raz said.

"I have a soul pendant here, which can also prevent consciousness from being eroded." Rouen Faxiben said.

He is rather interested in this transaction.

I'm mainly interested in the medicine bag.

When he gets it, he can use it for research.

"Okay, you first put magic on West and hang up the soul pendant." Chen Zhao said: "West, if I find something wrong with you, don't blame me for knocking you out hard. .”

"Yeah, I know." West nodded slightly.

After Moore Raz cast magic on West.

Rouen Faxiben also took out the soul pendant and put it on West.

Chen Zhao protected Fali, little Gelin and little Larissa behind him.

He doesn't want anything to happen to his family.

The moment West took over the demon sword.

West's body instantly transformed into a warrior, releasing a red demonic energy.

Everyone looked at West warily.

After all, they are not sure whether West can keep his heart.

"West, are you okay now?"

West opened his eyes silently and turned to look at Chen Zhao: "No problem, the demon sword has not affected my sanity."

Chen Zhao found that West's reaction was much smaller than he expected.