A foreigner's journey

"Thirteen years ago, in order to fight against evil, the trade of firearms was once popular all over the world. During that period, accidents caused by firearms and civil war riots increased.

Media in various countries are keen to report news related to firearms, which has further caused unprecedented fear of firearms around the world.

Therefore, at 10 a.m. on November 18, 1984, a large-scale terrorist attack broke out in New York, USA due to firearms.

That day, the Demon of Guns appeared. "

When he said this, Fujiro's voice was trembling.

Denci's eating of the croquettes also slowed down, and he asked nonchalantly: "Then what?"

Fujiro smiled, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, lit a cigarette, and said slowly amid the white smoke:

“The gun devil landed in the United States for 124 seconds, killing 548,012 people.

It made landfall in Japan 26 seconds ago, killing 57,912 people.

Seven seconds after landing in Canada, 8,481 people died.

It took 210 seconds for the Soviets to land, and 155,302 people died.

2 seconds after landfall in Mexico, 6,088 people died.

Within 15 seconds of landing in India, 29,950 people died. "

Mr. Fu held a cigarette between his fingers and said in a heavy tone:

"There are still many countries that have been attacked by the gun demon. It can move at incredible speeds. In about 5 minutes, it appeared in every country around the world and killed more than a million people, and then disappeared until today.

From then on, the existence of [Demon] itself became more frightening, and all demons were strengthened. In order to weaken the demon of guns as much as possible, guns are strictly prohibited in all countries, and reporting of serious incidents and disasters is also restricted. "

Denci poured the last bit of residue in the bag into his mouth, and then nodded calmly: "Hmm... I didn't quite understand, but he seems to be a guy who is too strong to explain."

"On that day, many people's relatives and friends died in the massacre of the gun demon. This led to quite a few demon hunters joining the police just to avenge that gun bastard...I am no exception."

Mr. Fu looked at Denji:

"Denji-kun, why did you join the police demon hunter?"

"In order to live a happy life!" Denji said with a matter-of-fact expression: "I made an appointment with Pochita to let him see me realize my dream of happiness. I have to eat, sleep, and it's best to be able to live a happy life." It’s my dream to have a beautiful girl throw myself into my arms.”

"...It's really ordinary." Mr. Fu put the cigarette in the public ashtray next to him, crushed it out, and snapped his fingers to Denji: "Let's go to Hibiya Park. We have received reports that a demon has appeared there. People…be careful!”

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Fu suddenly rushed forward and dragged Denci to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the concrete wall beside them suddenly exploded, and a huge demon covered in carapace and tumors broke through the wall and rushed out, barely passing by Mr. Fu and Denji.

This demon is about three meters tall. Its face resembles a crab's mouthparts and protruding eyeballs. It has two huge pincers. The surface of its body is covered with disgusting tumors and layers of carapace. Under its body are six locusts. legs, and a long tail composed of dozens of human skulls swinging behind it.

"Crab, crab?" Denji screamed as he was pushed to the ground. This devil must be super delicious! ?

Mr. Fu rolled over on the ground and stood up. He pulled out the katana behind his back and said in a deep voice: "Denji-kun, show your demon-hunting potential which is valued by Kuzan-sama."

"It always hurts when you fight." Denci touched the tab on his chest, a little reluctantly. When he transforms into Chainsaw Man, his head and arms will be cut open by the chainsaw, which is extremely painful.

"If you can kill this crab demon, take you to the barbecue party of the Anti-Devil Class tomorrow night. Many beautiful girls will be there..."

"Oh oh oh oh! Damn crab demon! As a police demon hunter, I, Denji, will never allow you to continue your misbehavior!!"

Denci excitedly pulled the chainsaw ring on his chest and pulled it violently. With the buzzing sound of the chainsaw blade, the blond boy transformed into a bloody chainsaw man.

When the chainsaw blade collided with the hard-carapace-covered pincers, sparks burst out all over the sky.

Not afraid of pain or death, the chainsaw man looked like a mad dog, waving the chainsaw blades of his arms indiscriminately, fighting with the crab demon.

"This guy is really a weirdo. However, if he is not a weirdo, he will not be able to enter the Anti-Demon Special Class."

Mr. Fu raised his arm and looked at his watch. If Denji moved quickly enough, maybe they could make it to Hibiya Park in time.

Um?

Mr. Fu subconsciously jumped forward, and almost at the same time, his back was scratched by a swift sickle, taking away a large piece of clothes and skin, and blood spurted out.

pain! Mr. Fu rolled forward to avoid it. His rolling trajectory was stabbed by the shadows one after another, and the ground continued to explode into small pieces of stone, revealing deep holes.

Clang! When there was no way to avoid it, Mr. Fu swung his sword forward suddenly. The katana collided with the shadow and made a crisp sound. With the force of the recoil, Mr. Fu jumped back again and finally got out of the attack range of the shadow.

"Huh...huh...what..."

Ignoring the pain in his back, Mr. Fu held the katana in front of him and looked forward.

A huge demon about 4 meters tall emerged from the smoke-filled ruins. It was somewhat similar to the previous crab demon. Its whole body was covered with carapace. There were countless sharp needles on the surface of the carapace. Its head was similar to that of a locust, but its eyes were not compound eyes. It is made up of dozens of human eyeballs, and every time it shifts its gaze, those small eyeballs will rotate irregularly. It has two scythe-like claws that resemble a mantis, which are narrow and sharp, and have dozens of human legs under its body.

There are actually two at the same time? Cold sweat broke out on Mr. Fu's forehead. He was not in a good state. There was no telling whether Denji could defeat the Crab Demon.

There's trouble.

"Uh huh... It turns out he is the lackey of the police demon hunter. No wonder it smells bad." The mantis demon spoke human words, with a voice similar to a shrill female voice: "Eat it?"

The crab demon in the distance slammed Denji to the ground with its pincers and responded: "Eat it!"

The two demons rushed towards Mr. Fu at the same time.

Mr. Fu immediately shouted: "...the skin of the left arm and left leg!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two big hands made of slime sprang out from his shadow and tightly wrapped around the Crab Demon and the Mantis Demon.

Blood dripped down Mr. Fu's left cuff and left trouser leg.

These two demons are very strong, and it will definitely be too late to call for reinforcements. Mr. Fu was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He didn't know if the [Swamp Demon] he had contracted could defeat them, but at least he had to buy time for Denci to escape.

"Dianji! Are you still alive?" Mr. Fu's shout received no response.

That's not good. Could it be that this newcomer has fainted or died directly? Is there anyone around who can inform the police... Mr. Fu looked to the side and found that the people around him had already fled.

There was only a black-haired young man wearing glasses, holding a can of Coke and standing not far away looking at this side at leisure. His lazy look was like watching a play.

That person looks familiar? Mr. Fu thought for a moment and immediately remembered where he had seen him.

Folk demon hunter [Heather], a folk master who has become famous in the past half month.

"Mr. Heather, a folk demon hunter, right? Can I hire you to help the Anti-Devil Class defeat these two demons?" Mr. Fu glanced at the two demons that were about to break through the swamp demon blockade, and spoke to Heather very quickly. Said: "Four million yen, a custom enhanced costume for the police demon hunter, and a weapon made of special materials."

The first thing you ask is the maximum price you can give yourself, after all, now is not the time to bargain.

Heather raised her neck and drank the can of Coke in one gulp, then flattened the aluminum can:

"It's obligatory, brother."