Demon Slayer: Become the villain Boss Muzan

The man was so angry that he could not help but slam the iron cone in his hand.

Wuzan slowed down his movements, pretending that he had not noticed anything, and continued to walk forward slowly.

At this time, the man hiding in the corner had already raised the weapon in his hand high, waiting for Wuzan to turn a corner so that he could directly commit the crime.

Wuzan seemed to know nothing, and slowly turned around. The man suddenly smashed the iron cone in his hand.

The next second, the iron cone was caught by Wuzan, and he also saw the person who attacked him, a woman with shabby clothes and long hair.

She realized that the crime had failed, and was even more terrified by Wuzan's outrageous reaction speed and strength, and hurriedly wanted to take back the weapon.

But Muzan's hand was tightly grasped, and she couldn't get it away at all, so she immediately let go and tried to run away.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Muzan grabbed her wrist and pulled her over.

She didn't stand firmly and fell to the ground.

Muzan still held her hand tightly and looked down at her.

In her eyes, the eyes of this ridiculously strong man at this time were a little scary, and his expression seemed very unhappy.

But she didn't know that Muzan was actually a little happy and excited at this time, and the current scene seemed to be not much different from the description in the comics.

Could it really be Mingnu? !

Muzan looked at the woman on the ground with fear on her face, and without saying a word, his nails instantly grew longer and stabbed her fiercely.

Mingnu's pupils shrank, and a sharp pain came from her forehead, followed by a burning pain that spread to her whole body, and the whole person seemed to be about to explode at any time.

Muzan pulled back his hand, shook off the blood on his fingers, and looked at the woman curled up on the ground and screamed.

Finally, after a while, her voice calmed down. Except for the heavy breathing and rapid heartbeat, her face returned to calm. The moment she turned into a ghost, she knew that the person in front of her was the notorious ghost king, and she became his subordinate.

Mingnu did not have any emotional changes, and she accepted the change of identity at once.

She had been tortured by her husband for a long time, had a hard life, and struggled to survive. She was actually numb mentally. As long as she was alive, she had no other thoughts.

She slowly got up and knelt on the ground with a respectful look.

Muzan was finally able to confirm at this time that the woman in front of him was Mingnu, the "secretary" of the scumbag boss in the original book.

But after reading Mingnu's memory, Muzan couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to her, and was also very glad that he found her before she killed more people simply for performance.

In order to prevent Mingnu from becoming addicted to killing, he had to enlighten her.

After all, he still admired Mingnu very much. It can be said that she was an excellent assistant, and he didn't want to give up just like that.

But now Mingnu's almost numb mentality is twisted enough.

Mingnu's scream just now also attracted the attention of the people around. Muzan went over and grabbed Mingnu's shoulders and took her away.

Mingnu's blood demon art is naturally the same as in the original book - Infinite City.

But to be honest, now he thought about it, it seems that there is no need for Infinite City. At most, there is an extra place to live...

Muzan took Mingnu to the house where he lived, threw her aside, and lay back on his beloved rocking chair, then looked at her and said:

"Don't kneel, go pick a room."

At the same time, Muzan notified his ghosts to come and explain to Mingnu the rules and requirements for future behavior.

Don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, must study hard, etc.

Perhaps influenced by the nine-year compulsory education, Muzan felt that his ghosts could not be illiterate!

On the other hand, under Muzan's reminder, Yuanyi began to pay attention to the situation of his brother Jiguo Yansheng.

In fact, Jiguo Yansheng did not hide his emotions too much.

The heavy rain in midsummer hit the courtyard. Yunyi saw through the window that Jiguo Yansheng had been practicing swordsmanship for ten years without stopping. The red bean-sized raindrops hit Jiguo Yansheng's body like stones.

Yunyi saw the unwillingness and depression on his brother's face at this time, and Muzan's words kept popping up in his mind.

Yunyi felt reluctant, picked up the bamboo umbrella beside him, pushed open the door and opened the umbrella.

Yansheng was immersed in the dense rain and did not notice that Yunyi walked over with an umbrella until the shadow of the umbrella covered his head.

The raindrops hit the umbrella, and Yansheng's hair dripped water. He turned his head and saw Yunyi, who was full of worry. His already unhappy expression became more gloomy. He looked at Yunyi with a gloomy face, and his voice was full of impatience and disgust:

"What are you doing here?"

"Brother, it's raining too hard

, take a break. "

Yuichirō held an umbrella, and the raindrops from the edge of the umbrella fell on his shoulders.

"You don't need to care!"

Tsugakugo Iwakatsu pushed Yuichirō away. He didn't need Yuichirō to block the rain for him!

Yuichirō took a step back. Originally, under the heavy filters, he only thought that such behavior was Iwakatsu's efforts and strong-willedness, but now with Muzan's reminder, he finally realized that Iwakatsu seemed to be dissatisfied with him.

Just as Muzan said, Iwakatsu, who was too strong, saw that his brother, who was supposed to be protected by him, became a genius, and he became a "weakling", and his unwillingness aroused jealousy and madness.

"You don't have to fight so hard, no matter what, I'm just your brother."

Yuichirō looked at his brother who raised the knife and waved it in the rain again.

Tsugakugo Iwakatsu frowned and stopped his action when he heard the words, turned his head and looked at Yuichirō again, with a mocking smile on his face:

"Do you think everyone is born a genius like you? ! Huh? ! "

The suppressed emotions burst out, Yan Sheng took a step forward and grabbed Yunyi's collar fiercely, staring at him and yelling:

"I have worked hard for so many years!

I practice swordsmanship every day! I still can't compare to you! Why? !

Just because you are a genius? !

Why you!

It should be me!

I should be the one standing in front of everyone! "

Tsugaku Iwakatsu's dream is not only to become the strongest warrior, but also to be a strong man who can take on everything, standing in front of everyone, protecting the weak including Yoriichi, and taking on the responsibilities of a strong man.

But in a blink of an eye, Yoriichi, who was supposed to be a weak man, turned out to be strong beyond his reach, careful, gentle, and strong. The more perfect Yoriichi was, the more jealous he was.

Tsugaku Iwakatsu, who had vented his anger, saw Yoriichi's face full of pity when he was grabbed by the collar. He became even more angry, but his expression on his face returned to calm, and he pushed Yoriichi away:

"I don't need your pity, get out."

Yuriichi looked at Tsugaku Iwakatsu, who turned around and picked up the knife thrown on the ground, and was speechless for a long time. Finally, with a sad look, he bowed slightly: "I'm sorry. "

Tsugukuni Yansheng turned his head and glanced at him, uttered a mocking "tsk", and no longer paid attention to Yunyi.

He didn't need anyone's pity, he just needed to use all his efforts to surpass the so-called genius, and then become the strongest warrior, the strongest person who could protect the weak.