When does this world have a blood bar displayed?

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

It is different from the pure sense of power brought by ordinary power...

The magical power that Gu Mo is controlling at this moment brings only unreasonable, mysterious, treacherous, distorted facts, and deceiving the world... These are the essence of this magical power.

The way he controls this power is like constantly weaving one lie after another, knowing that it is false, but under the effect of this magic power, the facts become unimportant, and the lies he weaves will Reality, trick and mischief, rationality and irrationality, mattered nothing under his will.

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

——You can also reach out and get the gun handed over by others. As for who handed it to you, it doesn’t matter, whether it’s that person or the gun, as long as there is a need, it will appear...

——It is also possible for the affected to perform according to their own ideas, will, and needs to match their own script, as if the countless monsters and humans in the audience are his fans now...

To act recklessly, to do whatever he wants, even these are not the limit, he can do more and more.

It's just that 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 has been thrown into an unknown corner by him... Not really Said to forget in the back of the mind, but still remember clearly.

But in this state, he sneered at his previous thoughts, and he didn't plan to follow his previous thoughts at all. He just did what he wanted to do as he pleased, and didn't intend to ruin his interest for deliberate calculations and purposes. ...

arrogant?arrogance?
Maybe it seems that he is an arrogant and weird person who is arrogant and arrogant at the moment, but in essence, as long as it is fun...as long as it makes him feel fun and interesting at the moment.

To put it simply, just do what you want and mess around with your own ideas!As long as you are happy!
Purely like a child, he didn't deliberately do anything else, he just wanted to play around like this, and thought it was fun... He was very happy at the moment, wearing a smooth mask like a mask on his face, Showing an excited laugh, it was pure joy that was undisguised and unadulterated.

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

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

"But don't worry, we guarantee that the drawing process is completely random, absolutely fair, open and impartial, and you don't have to question it... The friends who are drawn are naturally lucky, and the friends who are not drawn are just bad luck, which can't explain anything .”

While talking, there were two masked monsters wearing eyeball-patterned masks, carrying two large boxes onto the stage. The boxes were covered with black cloth, so it was impossible to see what was inside.

They put the two boxes on both sides of the host, and then quickly stepped back from the stage.

"As you can see, I have two boxes here, this one contains a note with the names of the audience on it, and that box... well, it also has a note with the names of the audience on it." Holding the microphone, Gu Mo walked to the box on the left and lifted the black cloth.

He casually grabbed a bunch of papers inside, and then glanced at the names on it, and casually read out a few names——

"Yato, Bishamon, Jianyu Raijin, Tianshou Sanyao Os..."

When he clicked, he casually waved the note in his hand, smiling brightly and innocently, as if he was the big brother next door, and stuffed the note back into the box Inside, one side unconsciously boasted:

"Everyone has seen it. I just grabbed it casually, and the names on the notes that I grabbed were all different. This shows that our random selection process is absolutely fair, open and just. shady..."

then--

Another thunderous applause, thunderous applause.

The audience was very face-saving and applauded one after another. The sound wave like a storm swept across the audience, with one wave higher than the other, as if the ocean was beating with the rhythm of the fluctuating fluorescence and the flashlight.

"..."

"..."

It's just that the faces of the few whose names have just been read out are not very good-looking, and at the same time, they have an extremely bad feeling-fair, open and just?With a hammer, you grab a handful of papers and read out the names of a small group of them?

Even the person you shot to death just now is still on the note... In other words, he should have been shot to death, right?
Could it be such a coincidence!If you want to say that this is not a shady scene, and there is absolutely no black box operation, they will not recognize it very much!
At this moment, they were more or less panicked. This lunatic even said that Lord Gongshen's artifact would collapse, and he didn't care about Gao Tianyuan's face and authority at all, so he probably wouldn't care about their thoughts now... So prepare What to do with them?
"Now we will draw the participants of the first program. By the way, the arrangement of the first program is..."

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

"You can imagine what the arrangement of the first program is. 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. The spirit of martial arts is not about being brave and ruthless. .I specially organize such an event to promote everyone's understanding of this aspect."

"So I also hope that no matter who is drawn later, it will be good. Both parties must embrace the basic spirit of fair competition, making friends with martial arts, and exchanging experiences. Pay attention to one point. If one party has been beaten to death, the other party cannot It's shameful to continue chasing..."

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

"it is good!"

"Yes, I support this!"

"Awesome cut throat!! I love you-"

As always, amidst the thunderous applause and applause, Bishamon and the others clapped along blankly, feeling that the future was bleak and worried.

This lunatic seems to deliberately want them to kill each other, like a Colosseum, implying this in both words and deeds... No, this is simply explicit!

"The first one... Let us congratulate Mr. Yato! You have won the lottery, congratulations! Please come on stage!" Without giving everyone time to think carefully, the arrogant weirdo on the stage has already pulled out the box from the first box. A note, after a glance, announced the result with a big smile.

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 pupils who had been grim and gloomy all the time attracted the attention of countless audiences, letting everyone know who the lucky winner was. .

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

The green-masked host on the stage laughed a few times pretending to be calm, and explained it so seriously, reiterating that all his black-box operations were indiscernible.

At the same time, he also looked in the direction of Yato, and added the rules of the next battle in 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 take her on stage together.”

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

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

What's more, who will be selected by his black-box operation next time, which one is not a shameful god in this world, and which one can make a difference without relying on divine weapons?
Therefore, there is no point in restricting this aspect. On the contrary, it will make the competition less intense, and if you are not careful, it will really become a point... If you don't kill people, then what's so interesting.

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"..."

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

"Sorry, in principle, the chance of winning the lottery cannot be withdrawn, Mr. Yetou..." Gu Mo interrupted his words with a smile, "Please cooperate as much as possible, go on stage now and get ready."

"I don't need it, you can arrange it however you want." Yato replied calmly again, he is not interested in everything now, even lifeless, he no longer holds the previous motivation, and has completely given up thinking Gotta fight hard for the idea of ​​earning yourself a shrine.

Now that he has a world-weary mentality, after all, he hates his disgusting fate, and only seeks relief... Floating clouds live and die, so there is no fear in this body.

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

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"..."

After a brief silence, the scene fell silent.

Bishamon and the others held their breath subconsciously, and they were unwilling to pant too hard. They stared at the scene in front of them intently, wanting to see what would happen next... Gu Mo on the stage watched quietly Looking at Yato over there, someone beside him has already handed over a rifle in due course.

It has been loaded, just wait for him to reach out to take it, aim for a while, 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 people next to him suddenly realized, and quickly retreated with their rifles.A moment later, with a dull sound, several big men in black suits pushed a legal 1897-style 75mm artillery up.

——It is commonly known as the Italian cannon.

They quickly adjusted the muzzle, aimed at Yato on the tall building over there, and then waited for the host to give the command with a serious face.

"...!!"

Although Yato was indifferent to life and death, and was disheartened, but at this moment, being pointed at by the black muzzle of the cannon and aiming at it from a distance, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of cold fear in his spirit. The technical products of mortals are not on the same level of existence, and they are still antiques from more than a century ago.

Logically speaking, he doesn't need to care about these things at all, but at this moment, he has an intuition that once this bombardment comes, he will be destined to die...

Do you want to be so exaggerated!Even if you don't care about the previous friendship, it would be fine to shoot yourself directly. Is there a need for this kind of torture?

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing, what are you doing...not this! You made a mistake, you made a mistake!"

Gu Mo turned his head, saw this scene, frowned, and quickly waved his hands to drive 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 randomly. It's just that he was wrong.

Looking in the direction of Yato again, it has always been conspicuous, but no one finds it strange that there is a reassuring smile on the green mask, 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 should be given to other people. We will draw again later, and we will draw first now." The opponent here..."

Talking so well?
For a moment, not only Yato, but everyone else felt a little surprised that he let it go so lightly?It doesn't seem normal.

As for the reason that the person on the stage said that he is a reasonable person, they were directly passed by everyone in tacit understanding. Just listen to this kind of words, whoever believes is stupid...

"Let's see who is so lucky on this side... oh oh oh, look, let's welcome Mr. Hiroto Fujisaki!"

He took out a piece of paper from the box on the other side and held it up high. Gu Mo announced the result loudly. On the old monster, let him meet the cheers and applause from all directions.

"Hey! Good! I hit it!"

Dazzling lights shone from afar, and there were thunderous applause and cheers from all directions. At such a moment, Hiroto Fujisaki was dizzy, as if he had forgotten who he was and what he was going to do. Rapidly 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 screamed in ecstasy: "It's me! It's me! I'm hit! I'm hit!"

"Congratulations, man..."

"I can't believe it, I'm so lucky..."

"Go up! Come on! We will support you!"

The crowd around him encouraged loudly, expressed their opinions in a hurry, and some people patted him on the shoulder vigorously to express their support... Under such circumstances, Fujisaki Hiroto, who was dizzy and ecstatic, laughed loudly. Grinning, he kept thanking the surroundings, squeezed through the crowd, and walked onto the stage.

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

He couldn't hold back his smile, and kept waving in all directions on the stage, waving his arms vigorously, and shouting in response, really like those star chasers who were lucky enough to be drawn at a concert and get the chance to interact with their idols on stage, Almost dizzy with happiness.

Just being blown by the cold wind on the stage, he came back to his senses in a daze, looked around suspiciously, and found that he was still ecstatically shouting with his arms raised...

The next moment, Hiroto Fujisaki woke up, breaking out in a cold sweat!
What have you done! !

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

"Slow—slow!"

Hiroto Fujisaki let out a roar that would tear his throat, and stopped his action with great urgency.

"Oh, does Hiroto Fujisaki have any special opinions?" The devil wearing a green mask seemed to have expected it, he stopped in a leisurely manner, looked at him with a smile, and asked.

"I...I..." Hiroto Fujisaki blushed, and wanted to express his refusal like Yato, but when he saw that he was already standing on the stage, and then thought about why he came up here in a daze just now, he just Knowing that the other party is not giving yourself a chance to refuse.

no!No matter what, you must survive!

Now I don't even have a weapon, once the opponent chooses Jianyu Leishen or Bishamon to fight with me, it will be slaughtered like a pig!
So the only way is-

"Yato! Come up immediately! 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 Yato, who dare not resist him, come up as an opponent, can he survive as a "father", and by the way, he can take back the artifact Chi to his side, so that he is not really powerless!

As for Yato over there, he was completely stunned.

"Didn't you hear what I said? Or, you don't even listen to my words?!" Fujisaki Hiroto was a little anxious, angrily reprimanded, and urged again and again.

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"..."

Silently, the young man with purple hair and blue eyes held the scarlet weapon in his hand, took a deep breath, jumped up lightly, and landed on the stage, but his face turned paler, and he seemed to be shaking The Walking Dead.

"It seems that Mr. Yetou has changed his mind, so we don't need to draw again...Actually, I think some things are worse than short-term pains. It's better to wake up earlier. Why bother to be PUA all the time." Gu Mo He said with a smile, both inside and outside the words were pointed, "I hope you will figure it out sooner, I am doing this for your own good."

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

"Okay, get ready, we're about to start... 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 while pulling open the inside of the suit, and took out a slingshot from the collar. It was made of tree branches, showing a "Y" shape. It is the kind of toy with elastic rubber bands tied at both ends.

The devil in the green mask quickly crumpled up the piece of paper with Hiroto Fujisaki's name written on it just now, put the light and weightless paper ball into the leather wrapping the projectile, raised the slingshot and pulled it at the distant sky. full, then let go.

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

He retracted the slingshot, put it back into his pocket, and said happily: "Pay attention to 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 sent by a nearby US 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...

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(PS: It’s finally a holiday today, and it’s another year... I’m going back to my hometown tomorrow, and I have to go to Ceramic City by the way. After all, I’m going to be busy with renovations after the next year, so tomorrow probably... ahahahaha, the weather is really good today, and One week is New Year's Eve, I wish you all a happy New Year)
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