Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba, the system will give you eight armors at the beginning

Take advantage of this period of protest between the two sides.

A few frightened little inspectors next to him pulled up the inspector who had already fainted in pain.

Looking at the few people whose advantage is on "my" side, the arrogant flame of hormones in the brain began to burn again.

"You, and a few of you, what else are you looking at, are you looking for death!?"

The faces of the people were so uncomfortable and dissatisfied, so they had to grit their teeth and swallow them into their stomachs.

Several people were dismissive of the indignant crowd.

These civilians are cheap, as long as you suppress them to death, this group of people will not dare to oppose you.

Several people smiled contemptuously, "See, this is the end of going against us." "

Originally, in the face of this kind of frequent happening, no matter how unhappy everyone was, they could only hold it in their hearts.

No matter how unfair you think about it, you have to succumb to the obscenity of the inspector.

People like them don't have the ability to be heroes.

This will only affect other people, destroying the very essence of their own existence.

This time, in the face of such injustice, someone stepped forward and beat the leader of the group of bullies.

Everyone cheered for the little hero, and the situation fell in this direction.

Everyone applauded this hero who breathed a bad breath for them.

But these bastards were so vicious that they took out knives from nowhere and put them on the pale painter's body.

Fragments of epidermal blood vessels were cut, and a trace of red blood flowed down the painter's neck.

The atmosphere on the field was tense to the extreme.

This group of bad grandsons is hormonal at this time, without a trace of humanity, and they may be ruthless at any time.

So much so that it caused some irreparable accidents.

A fresh life is in front of him, and he doesn't dare to gamble.

He understood that the bastard had grasped his desperate psychological need to protect civilians.

Now he looks arrogant and fearless.

With his bare hands, he wasn't sure he could save someone from this distance from a highly nervous bastard.

Shi Mi secretly gritted his teeth, his heart was a little irritable, and his face became more and more fierce.

If you had put it before, you would have cut this group of bastards with a thousand knives, how could it be repaired.

So far, I have to do things and obey the power.

I just wanted to untie the cloth bag in my hand, and took out the Hinakura knife to use the breathing method on ordinary people.

An uncle's rough and angry voice interrupted his accumulation.

"You bastards, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, will pick our soft persimmons and pinch them, if it weren't for this meal, the big guys would have rushed up and beaten you to death. "

That's it, these bastards are relying on the little power in their hands to bully us people to the death. "

Obviously, today's incident has been brewing to the extreme, like a barrel of explosives, which ignites at the touch of a button.

The cries of the group of small vendors intensified, and even worse, they directly picked up the eggs and fruits from the store and threw them on the field.

The people next to him followed suit, throwing this and that.

A few small inspectors scolded and scolded, and their mouths were full of cruel words, and the group of small citizens were not happy.

The pent-up grievances came overwhelmingly towards those few people in an instant.

Even the one with the knife was a little overwhelmed.

His eyes looked at the chaotic scene around him, and his emotions became more and more agitated and unstable.

"That's enough, don't force it...... I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the man was attacked by a black and thick black shadow and fell straight to the ground.

Li Xiu kept shaking the nunchuck, and kept holding his nose with his hand to the sky.

"Don't force you to do anything, don't force you to riot and kill people in the street?!!!"

Li Xiu, like Sakata Ginshi, touched his clothes twice with his big nose button.

If it weren't for Shimi's absence, I'd wipe his clothes.

Immediately, he looked at the aunt at the beginning, his face a little helpless.

"I said aunt, let's not knock your melon seeds well, what's the point of throwing them around!" he said

, took out the apple that was smashed by his aunt from his arms, and took two bites viciously.

The aunt smiled, "Mistakes and mistakes are all misunderstandings." "

Auntie also has enthusiastic dreams, but the crosshairs are not enough to ......

......

On the other side, the moment he saw Li Xiu's big black stick sneak attack behind him, he also began to act.

Three down five divided by two, easily solved the remaining few small calami.

Because he was still a little depressed in his heart, he touched everyone a few more times to make up for it, and then he was relieved.

"I really want to slaughter these stupid pigs!" it

can be seen that Shimi is still quite dissatisfied with this.

Li Xiu patted him on the shoulder to calm him down.

After all, this master used to be a really ruthless person, and after that tragedy, he took a bunch of guys to catch ghosts.

The means are exhausted, relying on the sunlight to make the ghost disappear, and forcibly overdoing it.

After conveying the meaning, Li Xiu hurriedly ran to the painter's side.

The scene has been controlled, and everyone is extremely enthusiastic, and they all want to help.

Li Xiu accepted everyone's kindness, asked everyone to help restore order on the scene, and told this side that he could handle it, so he pulled out.

Li Xiu shook his hand in front of the painter, "Hey, hey, I haven't heard it yet, it's okay, squeak ?!!" Li Xiu

just wanted to help him up, but the man trembled on the ground and slapped away his kind hands.

Isn't this guy scared out of the psychological shadow by those bad water things, scared silly.

This stimulated the baby, and he hurriedly took out something like a reagent bottle from his sleeve.

He pulled out the cork, supported the painter, and watched as the medicine was put into his mouth.

He patted the painter on the back slowly, and slowly entered his body with the water.

This medicine was made by Chanel Megumi and has the effect of calming the mind and calming the emotions.

Under Li Xiu's careful care, it didn't take long for the medicine to take effect, and the painter came to his senses.

"Hey, crabs aren't meaty, are they better?" the

painter was stunned when he woke up and saw a mouthful of big white teeth.

reacted, then his face eased slightly, he put his mind at ease, and hurriedly thanked Li Xiu for his care and care.

Li Xiu asked again if he wanted to take him to the clinic, he could help.

In addition, according to the artist's injury, the artist was given a part of the internal and external medicine of the butterfly house.

The painter was even more moved and thanked him enthusiastically.

Thanks to Li Xiu and the others for their help, and also thanks to them for protecting their precious paintings.

Although the painter's face was still bruised, his face was mixed with excitement and happiness.

The painter excitedly shook Li Xiu's hand with a happy expression.

"This painting is an important possession of an adult, and this time I came here not only to trade some paintings, but also to transport this object.

"Thanks to you, the painting was preserved in its entirety, even after such a change of lockdown.

"Contemptible people are not talented, and there is a slight success in the painting path, please be sure to accept it." After

all kinds of excuses, Li Xiu couldn't resist the painter's kindness, so he picked a painting of his.

Then he patted the painter on the shoulder, accepted the painter's thanks, said goodbye to the painter, and motioned the painter to take care.

But somehow, the painter looked at the two of them very carefully.

It's like trying to see through the two.

Li Xiu only thought that this person might be unforgettable enough about this experience.

Artists, more or less different factors from ordinary people.