Vol 15 Chapter 172: baby

"What a gloomy guy." This is the final evaluation of Fengsuke by Shesuke.

But the gray cat ridiculed half-jokingly: "Are you qualified to talk about him."

At this time, in the twenty-eighth district of Liuhun Street East.

Due to the appearance of the knife beast, all the residents living here fled in panic. On the east street, the residents shouted in panic.

The location of Hisagi Xiu soldier's voice rushed here for the first time, blocking the sword beast wearing a black cloak.

After a knife-blade collision, Hisagi Shubing made a wound on the chest of the sword beast, and the sword beast wearing a black cloak immediately turned and escaped.

"Stop!" Hisagi Shuhei shouted behind him.

"Yo!"

Just as Hisagi was about to catch up, Fengsei suddenly broke the wall of the next house, rushed out, and blocked Hisagi.

"I came in exactly the right way."

Without giving Hisagi Shubing response time at all, the sickle flew towards Hisagi Shubing rotating.

As Hisagi Shubing was still standing behind the residents without the power to bind the chicken, he could not dodge as usual. If he avoided, the residents with children behind him would definitely die.

"It's done!"

The sickle made a wound on Hisagi Shubing's arm, but he ignored the pain, stepped forward and kicked the wind dead.

"I have no time to talk to you."

After coldly dropping these words to Fengsei, Hisagi Xiubing continued to chase the direction where the sword beast escaped.

"Wait!" Feng Shi stood up from the ground and shouted to Hisagi Xiuhe who had ran far away: "Hey, is it really important to protect these people you don't know."

He gritted his teeth and chased him up.

But passing through several streets in a row, let alone Hisagi Xiubing, not even a single figure was seen, because of the invasion of the sword beast, the interpersonal relationship has become bleak.

"Cut, are you lost?"

At this moment, a man's scream came from a nearby house.

Fengsei immediately saw inside the house that a man in ordinary clothes was chopped to the ground by a sword beast wearing a black cloak in the house.

"You guy." The sword beast also noticed the death of the wind entering the house.

"Cut." Feng Death cut with no interest at all, and murmured, "I found the wrong person."

"stop."

Just as Feng Die was about to go out, the Sabre Beast suddenly stopped him: "Who are you?"

"Huh?" Feng Death asked suspiciously, he didn't have time to play here with the sword beast.

Sword Beast looked at him gloomily and said, "Isn't it our companion, the lackey of Death?"

Before he finished speaking, he raised the weapon like a kitchen knife in his hand and chopped it down towards Fengshen.

Feng's death side faced him, but raised his hand impatiently, and the sickle rotated and knocked him out.

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"Reaper's running dog? What a joke."

At this moment, there was a child’s laughter on the ground under his feet. Feng died and looked down. A child who appeared to be only two or three years old was sitting on the ground, looking at his sickle and mouth with interest. Zhong also made incomplete laughs from time to time.

At this time, the man who was originally looked down upon by the sword beast looked at Feng Die with blood on his face and said, "You... are you not their companion?"

Feng Shi turned his head and turned his back to him and said, "Don't compare me with those guys."

"The child." The man gasped, looked at him pleadingly and said: "The child, please."

Before he finished speaking, he could no longer make a sound, and he lay on the floor.

"Huh?" Feng Death looked down at him, then moved his gaze to the child on the ground. The child was looking at him with a smile. Feng Death moved the blade of the sickle forward and said: "Sorry, I Although I am not a companion of the Sabre Beast, I have no intention of doing a Soul Slasher. I am only interested in cutting off lives.

But the child didn't understand what he was talking about. He stood up, moved awkwardly forward slowly, and stretched out his hands to grab the wind-dead blade.

The wind made a deadly cut, retracted the sickle, held it on his shoulder, and said impatiently: "If you are touched by this kind of kid, the blade will rust.

When he was about to go out, the child hugged his legs tightly and looked up at him with a smile.

"Step aside."

The child still smiled innocently at him.

"Step aside."

Feng Death gently raised his leg and kicked the child out of the door. The child sat on the ground, seemingly shocked, and then tears came out.

Seeing the child sitting on the ground, he burst into tears unscrupulously, and yelled lifelessly: "Don't cry!"

At this time, the loud voice of Tezaemon, the shooting range, came from the other side of the street.

"I heard crying."

"Where." It was Kira Izuru's voice: "Big Brother Shooting Field."

Feng Die immediately walked to the child, waving his arms and yelling: "Don't cry, I said don't cry."

Seeing that Tezaemon and Kira Izuru were about to find this place, Fengshen had to pick up the child and rushed out to the other side.

"There's no way."

He rushed to a forest outside the twenty-eighth district, Feng Shi put the child under the tree, and said to him solemnly: "Listen, I haven't killed you so far, so let me disappear with thanksgiving Dade."

The child said "Ah" as if he didn't understand, then tilted his head and looked at Fengdie with a puzzled face.

Feng scratched his head and said impatiently, "What a burden."

Then, when he turned around and wanted to walk to the twenty-eighth district again, the child cried and slowly followed him.

"I said don't follow it!" The wind yelled back and said, "Dare to follow you again this time, it will really kill you."

There was a flash of inspiration in Fengshen's mind, and he grabbed the child and hung it on the branches of a tree. The child was still playing a game, waving his hands and laughing.

Feng Shi put his chin in his hand and looked at him and said, "I'm pretty happy. Wait for someone to come here. Goodbye, bye."

Then he waved his hand, walked out to the other side, and saw the wind leaving dead, and the child hanging on the branch behind him gradually changed from a happy cry to a hoarse cry. ..

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