We agreed to practice martial arts, why the hell can you explode stars with one punch?

"Is it a demon?"

Qin Feng, who was in the "hidden" state, heard this voice.

I couldn't help but feel moved in my heart.

The closer to the Demon Food Festival, the more frequent the demons appear, especially at night, and Qin Feng has long been mentally prepared to encounter demons.

Not only was he not surprised at the moment.

On the contrary, I was quite curious:

"A demon who comes here specifically to collect corpses?"

"Too."

"Although Bailang District is only one of many urban areas in Xiacheng, it is also very large. Not all patients with dyspraxia are eligible to be sent to funeral parlors after death."

"In addition to homeless people, there are also many poor people at the bottom who will be discarded directly after death. After all, one-stop funeral services also require money..."

Qin Feng, who was in the "hidden" state, stood behind the two figures, stroking his chin and looking at them leisurely.

And those two figures.

Didn't notice anything.

While talking, they walked into the alley.

In Qin Feng's field of vision.

They saw a man and a woman, fashionably dressed, young-looking, tall, like supermodels.

Obviously he just walked into a dark and smelly alley.

But this couple.

It just felt like a supermodel on a big stage.

All that's left is the spotlight and the cheers.

"A demon is either handsome or beautiful."

"This statement is true or not."

Qin Feng sighed inwardly.

Such beauty and figure are simply full of hormones and sexual tension.

At this time.

The two demons had already walked to the old man's corpse.

The female demon licked her red lips, looked at the male demon beside her and said:

"Old rules, you give me a finger, I give you a finger, we can satisfy our craving, and then return the body to the granary. This is all we hope for when collecting the corpse monsters."

The male demon observed the corpse.

Then he pointed to the right hand of the old man’s corpse:

"I want the middle finger on this right hand."

"This middle finger is relatively long."

The female demon rolled her eyes at the male demon:

"what ever."

The words have not yet fallen.

The banshee's nails suddenly grew longer, like bone-white eagle claws, exuding a sharp light.

Tsk!

A stroke of fingernail.

The two middle fingers of the old man's left and right hands were immediately cut off.

But not yet for the Banshee to get it.

"Wow!"

Suddenly.

The old man's body suddenly stood up!

There were a lot of fleshy flesh coming out of his mouth, nose, eyes and ears. His bare head, with only a few hairs left, suddenly split open with a "click" sound, forming three pieces like a flower. Thick meat flaps!

There are densely packed fangs on the flesh flap, and liquid like concentrated sulfuric acid flows!

Uh-huh!

He suddenly strangled the banshee's head!

"snort!"

But the banshee raised the corners of her mouth and let out a contemptuous sneer.

Her tall figure moved.

He evades attacks like a child.

next moment.

The sharp nails on his hands, which were like bone-white eagle claws, were lengthened a bit more, and the tips turned into hook-like shapes. With a sharp blow, they penetrated into the rotting flesh of the old man's deformed corpse.

Poof!

Two meat balls the size of eggs were taken out by the banshee.

With this meat ball thing out.

The corpse of the old man who had been transformed into a monster immediately became limp, and the distortion on his body actually began to decrease somewhat.

"Oh? Is that...the demon god's dead egg?"

Qin Feng faced the meat ball in the hands of the banshee.

It's so familiar.

He stared carefully away.

I saw these two demon god dead eggs. One was of very good quality, smooth and slippery, like a tender egg that had just been peeled. It was very elastic. Even though it was a dead egg, it was still beating.

The other one was exactly the same as the one he dissected on the homeless man.

A small circle.

The shape is shriveled.

The quality is relatively poor.

"How can two different qualities of dead demon eggs appear in the body of the same patient with babble syndrome, and it's a fresh corpse that just died?"

"why is that?"

Qin Feng was confused.

The banshee's words quickly gave him the answer.

The female demon threw the slightly shriveled, low-quality demon god’s dead egg to the male demon and said:

"This demon god's egg has been recycled and released seven or eight times. Its activity has completely disappeared, and the possibility of recovery is basically zero."

"After taking it back, follow the old rules... just fry it and eat it."

"After being kept warm in the human body for so long, it can be considered to have some human flavor, and it is somewhat nutritious. Otherwise, it will end up rotting and decomposing if left alone."

"well."

The male demon couldn't help but sigh, "Although this thing has a human flavor and can be eaten after being fried, but... you also know, sister, this is the ancestor of our demon god... That thing always makes me I feel a little uncomfortable.”

"It's good to eat some, but you still dislike it?"

The banshee rolled her eyes:

"You have been born in Canglang City since you were a child, and your life has been so nourishing."

"You know, in the era of hunger and displacement, demons eating demons often happened. Different demon god tribes were even more proud of eating each other's demon god eggs. Now you can eat the eggs of our demon god ancestors. Egg, this is a blessing for you, a great blessing that ordinary monsters cannot enjoy!"

Said.

She pulled out an authentic Pym's Secret Box.

enlarge.

Put the old man's fresh corpse and the high-quality demon god's dead egg inside.

Qin Feng glanced behind him.

I saw corpses stacked neatly in the box.

Whatever is fresh.

Still highly decayed.

All are sorted and sorted.

Other than that.

There are also some high-quality dead demon eggs as tender as eggs, which are piled in the corners of the box.

"These monsters who collect corpses, I have to say, are really professional."

Qin Feng sighed in his heart.

His eyes moved back from those demon god dead eggs.

There was no intention of taking action.

There are two demons on the other side.

And he is a quasi-warrior.

Even a sneak attack.

It may not be possible to kill with one hit.

On the contrary, it will expose him to danger, which is not cost-effective.

Besides...

There are not many dead demon eggs in the box, not even a hundred. It is not worth killing him at all... Oh no, killing demons is a waste.

"I didn't expect that this demon god's dead egg could be released and recycled again and again?"

Qin Feng was speechless.

The so-called sustainable development, right?

but.

It can also be seen from this point.

The "demon god" that the fox demon has always ridiculed in his memory, who monopolizes the demon's right to reproduce freely, is indeed old.

The implementation of the sustainable development strategy should mean that the number of dead eggs laid by the other party has begun to shrink sharply, so they have to be repeatedly released and recycled.

Hearing the word "blessing", the male demon couldn't help but roll his eyes.

While he was chewing on the old man's middle finger.

It's like eating grilled sausage.

While muttering:

"By the way, sister, dead eggs like these that have completely lost their activity and have no possibility of recovery have no use except for decomposing and rotting or frying and eating them?"

"Well...it's not that it has no other uses."

The succubus thought for a moment.

said:

"I have heard of such a thing. It is said that in the upper city of Canglang City, there was a genius who specialized in flesh and blood technology. His name seemed to be Xia."

"He accidentally obtained a completely inactive demon god's dead egg, and then relied on his superb skills to actually make it into a 'demon-killing weapon' that is very lethal to us demons! And this The weapon is extremely simple to operate and can be easily used by the elderly, weak, women and children, posing a life-threatening threat to us!”

"Demon-killing weapon?"

The male demon was stunned for a moment, forgetting to chew his middle finger for a moment, "If this weapon becomes popular, wouldn't we... be in danger?"

There are only some demon-killing weapons, so that's okay. Anyway, humans' high-end combat power, warriors and the like are quite a threat.

What’s really crucial…

It’s popularity! It’s the ease of operation!

Once ordinary people have demon-killing weapons in their hands, they will be a real threat.

"It is very dangerous, so after hearing the news, the big demon elders in the tribe immediately negotiated with the people in power in the upper city."

Banshee said:

"Fortunately, the inventor of the demon-killing weapon named Xia is not very smart. He actually wants to popularize the weapon in the lower city without permission."

"But what's wrong with people from the lower city?"

"Whenever you get a weapon, whether it's for killing monsters or something else, the first person the gun is aimed at will always be the humans themselves."

"Soon after, an armed fight broke out between people from the lower city. Not only did this leak the news, but it also caused that person named Xia to be directly captured by the people from the upper city and dealt with according to the law of selling weapons privately. Then it simply disappeared, and the recipe for the demon-killing weapon was lost forever, so we didn’t need much demon waste at all.”

The corner of her mouth curled up into a sarcastic smile:

"You see, human beings don't actually need us to waste our time and effort on dealing with them. They will kill their own people."

"We demons, all we need to do is set the table, pick up the knife and fork, and enjoy this human delicacy."