Comprehensive: Gojo Satoru's Chaotic Daily Life

eleven o'clock.

Dianci sat on the ground with a tired face, his cheeks were slightly pale.

This is caused by excessive blood loss.

"Young man, catch it."

Gojo Satoru's voice came from the darkness in the distance.

Dianci followed the sound and saw that it was the blood bag flying in mid-air.

After catching the blood bag, he looked at Gojo Satoru who was walking over with a smile.

"Drink it, this thing can replenish your blood."

"Replenish blood?"

Muttering a word, Dianci pulled off the chain without hesitation, raised his head and drank.

'Gollum, Lord Gollum

In just a few seconds, he finished drinking.

The pale cheeks also returned to normal rosiness, and the feeling of weakness disappeared.

Dianji, who was revived with full blood, stood up with his arms akimbo, and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, it's still a good feeling. It was really bad just now, as if I hadn't eaten for a week before."

Gojo Satoru smiled, and took off the gloves that had just collected Erye.

That's right, blood collection.

The blood is all human blood controlled by zombie demons.

Of course, if he said it once, he would retch at most, and then he didn't care.

"Do you have any plans next? Boy."

Gojo Satoru sat among the crowd not far away and asked softly.

arrange?

Tilting his head again, the CPU of his brain was running crazily...and then burned out.

"have no idea."

He shook his head, then lowered his head, looking at the black tail on his chest that looked like a pull ring.

This tail belongs to Pochita.

In order to save him, has been 'dead'.

"In that case, let me find someone to take you to a place, that place is quite suitable for a folk demon hunter like you.

Gojo Satoru jumped down from the crowd and said.

Go somewhere? For me?

After thinking about it for a while, I thought it was okay, and nodded heavily.

Anyway, these gangsters are almost dead, and the huge debts they owed have disappeared. It would be good to go to a place that suits me as a demon hunter.

Mainly to make money.

With Denji's consent, Gojo Satoru took out his mobile phone and made a call.

This call is the phone number to the Prime Minister of the island, that is, the Prime Minister.

After a few seconds of standby, the call was connected.

"Hey, Gojo-kun, what can I do for you?"

The person on the phone was a middle-aged man with a calm voice.

"Can you give me the phone number of Makima, Prime Minister Nara."

"Marchma?"

Prime Minister Nara's voice became heavy.

He didn't understand why the strongest onmyoji in the 'Yin-Yang world' wanted Maqima's phone number.

Of course, the most important point is that he signed a contract with Machima.

The harm suffered by the latter will be transferred to the people of the island country.

"Why, can't it?"

Although Gojo Satoru's voice still maintained the tone just now, Prime Minister Nara did feel a threat.

"Yes, yes, I will send her phone number right away."

After hanging up the phone, a series of numbers popped up on Wutiao Wu's mobile phone information.

copy, dial.....

As soon as the call was made, it was connected, and Macchima's gentle voice came out.

"Hello, Lord Wu Zong."

Apparently Prime Minister Nara told her.

"XX factory, come here, the demon you have been looking for is here."

After speaking, Gojo Satoru hung up the phone.

He didn't want to have too much entanglement with this woman.

 …

the other side.

Maqima in the car put down her phone suspiciously.

The demon I've been looking for, the zombie demon? No, it shouldn't be, could it be...

Her golden circle eyes widened instantly, suppressing her excitement quickly, she pretended to be calm and said to the driver.

"Go to XX factory and a demon appeared.

"yes!"

The driver who drove the car didn't ask much questions, just turned around and changed positions.

After half an hour.

The three of Machima arrived at their destination.

Walking into the factory, Machima shrugged her nose.

It has the taste of the zombies and demons that were chased and killed before, and also the smell of Gojo Satoru, and at the same time...

Looking at the dumbfounded phone call, she wasn't sure if she was smelling it.

It's neither a human nor a demon, and isn't this demon's breath the chainsaw demon's breath that I've been looking for so hard?

".~You, what's your name?"

"me?"

Dianci pointed to himself a little uncertainly.

Machima smiled softly.

Seeing this gentle smile and pretty face, Denci touched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said in a low voice.

"I called Dianci."

"Maqima, please teach me a lot."

"You don't want to talk about these self-introductions, I have to go first, boy, Maqima will arrange for you."

Gojo Satoru suddenly spoke.

He still needs to go to the government. Just now Prime Minister Nara sent him a message, saying that other high-level people want to see him.

"Then, then..."

Denji wanted to raise his hand to say "goodbye", but in the blink of an eye (good Zhao), Gojo Satoru, who was still in place just now, disappeared.

The roar of Kawasaki came from the side of the road in the distance.

"My lord."

Machima called out to the other party, and continued talking.

"I'm a demon hunter from the Public Security Bureau. I used to deal with zombies and demons, but I can't do anything if you kill them all. So now I will give you two choices. One is to be killed by me as a demon, and the other is to be killed by me." raised as humans."

"Well, two, after all, the good man asked me to follow you just now, saying that it will be arranged.

Dianci said stupidly.

He chose to believe in Gojo Satoru unconditionally.

(Would you like to accept Machima, I really like Machima, or just find a way to kill her and let her turn into Nayuta, mainly Machima is not easy to accept.).