When Does This World Have a Blood Bar Displayed?

  Chapter 89 Up to the point, the father is kind and the son is filial

   Different from the pure power brought by ordinary power...

   The magical power that Gu Mo is currently wielding brings only unreasonable, mysterious, treacherous, distorted facts, deceived the world... These are the essence of this magic power.

The way he controls this power is like constantly weaving lies one after another, knowing that it is false, but under the influence of this magic power, the facts become irrelevant, the lies he weaves will Reality, subterfuge and mischief, reasonable and unreasonable, under his will, no longer mattered.

  ——So he can change his style of painting into a funny animation style at once, and the performance effect of body deformation is just the simplest change...

  ——You can also reach out and get the gun that someone else handed over. It doesn’t matter who handed it over, whether it’s that person or that gun, as long as you need it, you can show up…

  ——It is even more possible to let those who are influenced to perform according to their own thoughts, their own will, and their own needs, to cooperate with their own script to perform, as if the countless demons and humans in the audience are currently his fans...

   Misbehaving, doing whatever he wants, even these are not the limit, he can do more and more.

Just before putting on the mask, Gu Mo still had the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to test the limit of the mask, but after putting on the mask, this idea was thrown into the corner of the pimple he didn't know... Not really. Said to be forgotten, but still remember clearly.

But in this state, he sneered at the previous thoughts, and did not intend to follow the previous thoughts at all. He just did what he wanted to do according to his own pleasure, and did not intend to ruin his interest for deliberate calculations and purposes. ...

   Arrogance? Arrogant?

   It may seem that he is a arrogant and arrogant weirdo at the moment, but in essence, as long as it is fun... as long as he feels amusing and amusing at the moment.

   To put it simply, it is to make a fool of yourself according to your own ideas! As long as you are happy!

Purely like a child, he doesn't deliberately do anything else, he just wants to make fun of it, he thinks it's fun... He is very happy at the moment, wearing a smooth mask like a mask on his face, Excited laughter, undisguised and unadulterated pure joy.

   "It seems that everyone is very enthusiastic... But unfortunately, the number of places is limited, we can only randomly select the live audience."

Looking around the countless fans in the audience, listening to them or their screams and cheers, watching countless arms, claws or tentacles raised, Gu Mo raised the microphone with satisfaction and said loudly, everyone is so motivated , made him very happy.

"But please rest assured, we guarantee that this drawing process is completely random, absolutely fair, open and just, and you don't have to question... Friends who are drawn are naturally lucky, those who are not drawn are just bad luck, and can't explain anything. ."

   During the conversation, there were two face monsters wearing masks with eyeball patterns, carrying two large boxes each onto the stage. The boxes were covered with black cloth, and it was difficult to see what was inside.

   They put the two boxes on each side of the host, and then quickly stepped off the stage.

"As you can see, I have two boxes here. This box has a note with the audience's name written on it, and that box... well, there is also a note with the audience's name written on it." Holding the microphone, Gu Mo walked to the box on the left and lifted the black cloth.

  He grabbed a handful at random, took out a large amount of paper, then glanced at the names on it, and randomly read out a few names——

   "Yato, Bishamon, Jianyu Thunder God, Tenshou Three Battles, Ausi..."

When he clicked, he waved the note in his hand casually, his smile was bright and simple, the sunshine was so bright that he seemed to be the big brother next door, while he put the note he grabbed back into the box. Inside, while unconsciously boasted:

"Everyone has seen it, I just grabbed it casually, and the names on the slips I grabbed are different. This shows that our random selection process is absolutely fair, open and just, and there will be absolutely nothing in the whole process. The shady..."

   So—

   Another thunderous applause, thunderous cheers.

  The audience gave their face very much and applauded one after another. The sound like a storm wave swept the audience, one wave after another, as if the rhythm of the undulating fluorescent light and the rhythm of the flashlight were accompanied by the rhythm of the ocean.

  “…”

  “…”

   It's just a few people whose names have just been pronounced, but their faces are not very good-looking, and at the same time they have an extremely bad feeling - fairness, openness and justice? You are a hammer, grab a piece of paper, and the name you read out is the name of a small group of them?

   Even the person who was just shot by you is still on the note... I guess they were shot to death, right?

  Is it such a coincidence! If you want to say that this is not shady, if there is absolutely no black box operation, they will not approve it very much!

At this moment, they were somewhat panicked. This lunatic even said that the divine weapon of Lord Gongshen would collapse. He didn't care about Gao Tianyuan's face and authority, so he probably won't care about their thoughts now... So prepare how to engage them?

   "Now start drawing the participants of the first show, by the way, the arrangement of the first show is..."

Gu Mo stretched out his hand into the box with a smile on his face, and said so, but for some reason, his words paused for a while, glanced in a certain direction in the sky, and then glanced at the sky again, and then he said Turning his eyes back, he continued the topic just now as if nothing had happened:

"You can also imagine the arrangement of the first program. After all, we are the number one martial arts club in the world. Naturally, we must conform to the theme and promote the spirit of martial arts... But I hope everyone understands one thing. . I specially hold this kind of activity to promote everyone's understanding in this regard."

"So I hope that no matter who gets the draw later, both sides will have the basic spirit of fair competition, meeting friends through martial arts, and exchanging experience, and pay attention to one point to the end. If one side has been beaten to death, the other side cannot It's shameful to continue the pursuit..."

He repeatedly warned that he would crack down on such bad behavior: "If such a situation occurs, we will severely punish the violators, impose a fine of up to five yen once, and compensate the deceased for this part of the fine. To make up for the loss suffered by the deceased..."

"it is good!"

   "Yes, I support this!"

   "That's awesome! I love you—"

   As always, amid the thunderous applause and applause, Bishamon and the others followed with a blank expression, only feeling that the future was hopeless and worried.

   This lunatic seems to be deliberately wanting them to kill each other, like a Colosseum, and he is alluding to this inside and out... No, this is simply an explicit statement!

"The first one... Let's congratulate Mr. Yato! You have won the lottery, congratulations! Please come on stage!" Without giving everyone time to think carefully, the arrogant eccentric on stage had already taken out the first box A note, glanced at it, and announced the result with a big laugh.

At the same time, a bunch of stage lights fell instantly, shining on the tall building over there. The young man with purple hair and blue eyes, who had always been cold and gloomy, attracted the attention of countless audiences and let everyone know who the lucky winner was. .

"It's a coincidence, although I just read out the name of this Mr. Yato, but I didn't expect that he was the first one to draw, so it's quite fate... But I believe everyone can understand it. , this is a coincidence, our random selection process is absolutely fair, open and impartial..."

   The host of the green mask on the stage pretended to be calm and laughed a few times. He explained it in such a serious and serious way, and reiterated that all his dark-box operations were unobstructed.

   At the same time, he also looked in the direction of Yato, and added the rules of the next battle with a loud voice:

"Mr. Yato, please come to the stage, don't worry, considering the different skills of each participant, for a warrior like you, Mr. Yato, you are allowed to bring artifacts into the arena. The little girl in your hand is quite cute, It's called Fei, you can bring her on the field with you."

   This is also a very reasonable thing, and I believe everyone can understand it.

Some people are good at winning without hands, and fighting against the enemy with bare hands is also their strongest combat power, but some people are good at swordsmanship. Once they ask not to carry weapons, it is equivalent to depriving them of their best skills... Therefore, Gu Mo does not intend to limit weapons. use.

   Besides, he will be hand-picked by his black box operation next. Which one is not a shameful **** in this world, and which one can make a difference without relying on an artifact?

  Therefore, there is no point in restricting this aspect. On the contrary, it will make the game less intense, and if you are not careful, it will really become a point... If you don't kill anyone, then there is nothing to see.

  “…”

  “…”

  Yato on the tall building over there was silent, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, then he shook his head and said in a low voice, "No, I don't need such a chance to win..."

   "I'm sorry, in principle, the chance of winning the lottery cannot be withdrawn, Mr. Yedou..." Gu Mo interrupted him with a smile, "I also ask you to cooperate as much as possible. Come on stage now to prepare."

"I don't need it, you can arrange whatever you want." Ye Dou replied calmly again. He is now disinterested in everything, and even has no interest in life. He no longer holds the previous motivation, and has completely given up thinking about it. To fight hard for the idea of ​​earning a shrine for yourself.

  I already have a world-weary mentality. After all, I hate my own disgusting fate, and I only want to get rid of it... The life and death of floating clouds, what is the fear of this body.

  Since he is no longer afraid of death, Yato will naturally not have any scruples - he just doesn't want to cooperate, and the other party can't help him.

  “…”

  “…”

   After a brief silence, the scene fell silent.

Bishamon and the others held their breath subconsciously. They didn't want to breathe too hard. They stared at the scene in front of them, wanting to see what kind of development would happen next... Gu Mo on the stage watched quietly. Looking at the night fight over there, someone next to him has already handed over a rifle in a timely manner.

   is already loaded, just waiting for him to reach out and take it, take aim a little, and pull the trigger, this series of processes——

   Just like the scene of "Don't Hit Women" that was staged not long ago.

   But Gu Mo didn't turn his head back, just shook his head lightly, and waved his hand lightly... The person next to him suddenly realized, and quickly retreated with his rifle. After a while, with a dull sound, several big men in black suits pushed a French 1897-type 75mm artillery up.

   - is commonly known as the Italian cannon.

   They adjusted the muzzle swiftly, aimed at the night fighting on the tall building over there, and waited solemnly for the host to issue the commander.

  “…!!”

Although Ye Dou looked down on life and death, and was disheartened, but at this moment, facing the dark gun muzzle, aiming from a distance, he couldn't help but feel a cold sense of fear from his spirit. The technological products of mortals are not on the same level of existence themselves, and they are still antiques more than a century ago.

   Logically speaking, he doesn't need to care about these things at all, but at this time, he has an intuition. Once this bombardment comes, he will die...

   Do you want to be so exaggerated! Even if you don't look at your previous friendship, why don't you just shoot yourself a shot, do you need to use a cannon to execute this kind of torture?

   "Hey! Hey! What are you doing, what are you doing... Not this! It's wrong! It's wrong!"

Gu Mo turned around and frowned when he saw this scene. He quickly waved his hands and drove these unreliable guys off the stage. It seemed that this was not what he meant at all, but the people below were ignorant and speculated. It was just his wrong idea.

   Looking back in the direction of Yato, it was always conspicuous, but a reassuring smile appeared on the green mask that no one thought was strange, Gu Mo said:

"I'm not an unreasonable person. Since Mr. Yato is really unwilling to accept it, then this precious and rare lucky opportunity will be given to others. We will draw again later, and now we will draw first. The opponent here..."

   So nice to talk?

   For a while, not only Yato, but everyone else felt a little surprised, and let it go so lightly? It doesn't seem normal.

   As for the reason that the person on the stage said that he was a reasonable person, it was directly passed by everyone tacitly. Listen to this kind of words. Whoever believes it is stupid...

   "Let's see which one of the lucky ones on this side is so lucky... Oh oh oh, look, let's welcome Mr. Fujisaki Hiroto!"

He took out a piece of paper in the box on the other side and held it up high. Gu Mo announced the result loudly. At the same time, a bunch of stage lights were instantly turned off, and the figure that landed on the auditorium was occupying the body of a delicate high school student. On the old monster, let him welcome cheers and applause from all directions.

   "Hey! Good! I hit it!"

The dazzling lights came from afar, and thunderous applause and cheers sounded from all directions. At this moment, Fujisaki Hiroshi's head was also dizzy, as if he suddenly forgot who he was, what to do, his heart Inflated like a balloon, filled with ecstasy.

   He jumped high, raised his arms vigorously, and shouted loudly in all directions, venting the excitement in his heart, and roaring in ecstasy: "It's me! It's me! I'm in! I'm in!"

   "Congratulations, man..."

   "I can't believe it's so lucky..."

   "Come on up! Come on! We'll all support you!"

The crowd around him cheered loudly, expressed their opinions in a rowdy manner, and some people patted him on the shoulder to show their support... Under such circumstances, Fujisaki Hiroshi, who was dizzy and ecstatic, laughed. With a grin, he kept thanking all around, struggling to squeeze through the crowd and onto the stage.

it's me! hey-hey! I am so lucky!

He couldn't hold back his smile. On the stage, he kept waving his hands in all directions, waving his arms vigorously, and shouting in response. It was really like those star chasers who were lucky enough to be drawn at a concert and could get the opportunity to interact with idols on stage. I was almost dizzy with happiness.

   Just being blown by the cold wind on the stage, he regained his senses in a daze, looked around suspiciously, and found that he was still raising his arms and screaming wildly...

   The next moment, Hiroto Fujisaki woke up and broke out in a cold sweat!

  What have you done! !

"It seems that one of our players is very enthusiastic and motivated. Now let's re-draw the opposite player..." At this time, Gu Mo had returned to the first box with a smile, and reached out to touch it. go.

   "Slow - slow!"

  Fujisaki Hiroto let out a roar that was about to tear his throat, and stopped him with great urgency.

   "Oh, does Hiroto Fujisaki have any special opinions?" The devil wearing a green mask seemed to have expected it long ago.

"I...I..." Fujisaki Hiroto blushed, and wanted to say no to Yato, but after seeing that he was already standing on the stage, and thinking about why he just walked up here in a daze, he just said Knowing the other person is not giving yourself the chance to say no.

no! No matter what, you must survive!

   Now I don't even have a weapon. Once the opponent picks up the God of Thunder or Bishamon to fight with me, it will be slaughtered like a pig!

   So the only way is—

   "Yato! Come up now! Hurry up!" He turned his head, looked at his "son", and issued an extremely angry roar and order, "And bring me Chi!"

   That's right, only by letting Yedou, who dare not resist him, come up as an opponent, and he can survive as a "father", and by the way, he can also take back the artifact Chi to his side, so that he doesn't really have the power to fight!

   As for Yato over there, he was stunned.

   "Didn't you hear what I said? Or, you didn't even listen to me?!" Fujisaki Hiroshi was a little anxious, scolded angrily, and repeatedly urged.

  “…”

  “…”

Silent, the young man with purple hair and blue eyes held the Feiji in his hand and took a deep breath. He jumped gently and landed on the stage, but his face was even more gray, and his whole body seemed to be swaying. The Walking Dead.

"It seems that Mr. Yedou has changed his mind, so we don't need to re-extract... In fact, I think that some things are worse than short-term pain. It's better to have a sense of it earlier. Why keep getting PUA." Gu Mo He said with a smile, if he meant something inside or outside of the words, "I hope you will understand it sooner, I'm doing this for your own good."

  Yato didn't respond, his eyes were always gloomy.

   "Okay, get ready, we're going to start next... Take this stage as the boundary, but I hope you don't act, otherwise, both of you will lose..."

Taking a few steps back, Gu Mo, who was walking down the stage, said as he pulled open the inside of his suit and took out a slingshot from the collar. The kind of toy with elastic rubber bands tied at both ends.

The devil in the green mask quickly kneaded the piece of paper with Hiroshi Fujisaki's name written on it, put the fluffy little piece of paper into the leather block that wrapped the projectile, raised the slingshot and pulled it towards the sky in the distance. full, then let go.

   The fully stretched rubber band rebounded instantly and shot the small paper ball out.

   He retracted the slingshot, put it back in his pocket, and said cheerfully: "Watch the signal... OK! The game begins!"

   At the moment when the voice fell.

   In the distant night, a clear flame lit up at the end of the sky, accompanied by a huge explosion.

A military helicopter that should have been dispatched by a nearby U.S. military base to investigate the situation in this chaotic city made an emergency landing with black smoke as if it had been hit by something, and swirled across the sky over there. obvious trajectory...

  …………

(PS: Today is finally a holiday, and it’s another year... I will go back to my hometown tomorrow, and by the way, I will go to the Ceramic City. After all, I will be busy with decoration after the new year, so tomorrow is probably... Ahahahaha, the weather is really good today, and One week is New Year's Eve, I wish everyone a happy new year)

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