Chainsaw Man: Encounter Macchima at the start

Fierce winds mixed with heavy snow.

The sky and the earth were white, and they had lost their other colors.

A fox feeds in the snow.

All around was the sound of the wind whistling.

Suddenly, the fox raised his head vigilantly and turned his head to look at a large tree beside him.

The large branches are luxuriant, and the old roots are staggered.

Because of this, it was squeezed by the snow, bearing too much weight, and a few tiny branches had been broken.

And the moment the fox turned his head to look, just an arm-sized branch rattled and broke in response.

The heavy snow brush brush fell, rolling up a field of snowflakes.

The fox seemed to be frightened, and immediately spread its limbs and jumped to escape.

At the same time, a black dot suddenly appeared from the direction of the tree and shot towards the fox.

The fox's pupils reflect black spots.

The black dot grew larger and larger, and finally turned into a sharp arrow.

The archer has excellent accuracy.

Even if the fox keenly detected the danger in mid-air, it was too late to dodge.

The arrow pierced the fox's body like a broken bamboo.

The fox fell from mid-air to the snow.

With the whining of the fox, the snow was soaked with scarlet blood.

Seeing that the prey was dying soon, Torriga appeared from behind the tree.

"It's really sensitive prey."

Torriga said with trepidation.

Fang Cai's fox's glance seemed to have found their tracks.

He almost couldn't help but shoot the cluster of arrows in advance.

Fortunately, it was Master who held him down at the critical moment.

At this time, Torriga's master also walked out from behind the big tree.

Her delicate body was tightly wrapped in an overcoat, as if she couldn't help the wind.

The master looked coldly at the wild fox that had fallen in the snow, and his vitality was passing little by little, and suddenly asked:

"Torriga, how does it feel to kill life with your own hands?"

"What?"

Torriga couldn't wait for the wild fox to die at the moment, and began to work very skillfully on the corpse of the wild fox.

Torriga's hand kept moving, and he muttered in his mouth:

"I don't feel anything, I feel used to it, it's almost like eating."

After answering, Torriga looked at his bloodstained hands.

In this ice and snow, the blood is so warm.

"Is there really none?"

The master didn't seem to believe it and asked again.

Torriga pondered for a moment, then replied: "Just like just now, I can only feel the pleasant feeling in my heart when the arrow is fired. "

This way."

The master did not make any comments on this answer, and then she seemed to have thought of something, and her words changed.

"I suddenly thought of a man in the south, who is very good at archery."

"South?"

"Yes, it's to the south to the south, there is no such snow."

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After chatting casually, the master and apprentice returned to the camp with the corpse of the wild fox.

Cook the pieces of wild fox meat in a small pot.

As the broth boils, it makes a gurgling sound.

The smell of meat permeates the entire cottage.

Torriga and Master sat by the fire, orange fire shining on their faces.

The originally bloodless face was now red.

Everything seemed so homely.

The master on the side suddenly took out a photo from his arms and handed it to Torriga.

Torriga looked at the blonde boy in the photo.

His right hand was broken at wrist level, and a bloody saw blade stretched out from his forehead.

The master introduced next to him: "The boy in the photo is just sixteen years old, which is the target of our mission.

After Torriga listened, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He had never been eligible to participate in previous missions.

Master Fang Cai, on the other hand, used 'we' to introduce this mission.

This also shows that he can finally make a move.

The two got along day and night, and the master naturally understood Torriga's eyes.

She explained: "Your skills and mentality just now made me full of confidence in you.

"It's just a sixteen-year-old boy, let's kill him by using the means against the fox then!"

Torriga originally thought that this mission was only to capture the teenager.

Unexpectedly, Master's meaning was very clear.

A living life made Torriga struggle a little inside.

Master saw the hesitation in his eyes, and then sighed.

"Torriga, do you know how our homeland is now declining?"

"Since the laboratory fire, although our country still has some status in the world, it has no real name."

"The goal this time is very important, whether it is a beautiful country or a southern country, it will be like a wolf that smells meat."

"As long as we get the heart of this teenager, we can not only make money, but also help the country to regain its glory."

Master's words seemed to move Torriga.

Torriga raised his head to look at Master, his eyes full of determination.

"Master," Torriga promised solemnly, "I will definitely dig out that boy's heart with my own hands."

But the reason why he agreed so decisively was not because of what

Master said, and then Toriga's face showed a trace of grief.

"But it's not just about making money, but I hope you can get through the last six months well."

Torriga picked up the spoon, scooped up a piece of meat and chewed it in a big gulp.

He seemed to have thought of something, and said categorically:

"This mission, we don't want any rewards, I will communicate with the upper echelons and ask them to let you leave the demon hunter department."

Torriga said it sincerely.

After Master's listening, his expression did not change in the slightest.

It's like a puppet.