Port Mafia's strongest son-in-law

Gojo Satoru didn't keep Chuya waiting, only a few minutes.When he came back, he had already changed into a black uniform and the same color blindfold as the one he wore when he and Chuya met for the first time.

Looking at the eyes covered by the black cloth, Chuya felt inexplicably regretful.

"Too slow." Chuya pouted.

How did this guy do it?Back and forth, plus changing clothes, it only took a few minutes?

"Hey, I'll hurry up next time." Gojo Satoru smiled slightly, "Let's go, Chuya."

Nakaya nodded, and before he pressed the elevator, Gojo Satoru stopped him.

"Wait a moment."

"What happened to you?"

Zhong Ye was already a little impatient, why does this guy have so many things to do?Could it be that he is not strong enough to deliberately delay time?

"Cars and helicopters are too slow, so let me take Zhong."

"what?"

Thinking of the sudden disappearance and appearance of Gojo Satoru just now, can this skill still lead people?

Of course, you can take people with you, Wujo Wupai through train, and Knotweed Yujin agreed.

?What's wrong.

Gojo Satoru didn't give Chuuya time to refuse, and directly hugged him by the waist.

"Hey you……?!"

"I didn't expect Zhong to look small and exquisite, and it's surprisingly heavy." He turned upside down on purpose as he spoke.

"Bastard Wutiao, who do you think is heavier!!! Put me down quickly!!!"

"Don't move around, we're leaving."

In the next instant, they had already arrived at the sky above Saibo Street from the Mafia building at the port.

"Really or not." Chuya's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, you will never know what purgatory is.

"It's about the same, there are tens of thousands of them."

Gojo Satoru lowered his head, because he was blindfolded and couldn't see his eyes clearly, but he suppressed his smile and pressed his lips tightly together.

He sensed the existence of several super-level spell spirits.

They could still smell the decaying smell of corpses even in the sky, and the densely packed curse spirits gnawed on human flesh and bones recklessly.

Leibo Street is heavily guarded by soldiers outside, people outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out either.

In order to prevent them from running around, the residents of Leibo Street were used as fodder to raise these man-eating monsters.

"Zhong also stay here and clean up these, soon."

"Don't underestimate me, Gojo Satoru!" Zhong was also a little unconvinced, he was the strongest fighting force in the port of Mafia, why did this person sound like he was in the way.

"I know you are strong, Chuya, but the spell spirit is not as simple as you think," Gojo Satoru explained, "Chuya's gravity ability is just like physical attacks after all, if it is just a physical attack If so, those spell spirits can be 100% self-healing."

"100% self-healing?" I can't help but think of some bad memories.

A member of the original group, Howard Phillips Lovecraft.

That guy, like the octopus monster, also has [-]% self-healing ability. If he hadn't used the filth in the end, he might have been defeated by that person.

However, even with the use of foulness, there is still no way to kill him.

This level, I am afraid that the man from the detective agency can't do it.

"That's right, the only thing that can harm the curse spirit is the power of the curse, so Zhongya is waiting for me here." Wujo Wuchong also smiled, "It won't take long to deal with these miscellaneous things."

Zhong Ye: "..."

Looking at Wujo Satoru who was falling rapidly, he felt a feeling of powerlessness for the first time in his heart.

Gojo Satoru fell rapidly, but stopped again at a place very close to Leibo Street.

As if smelling the smell of fresh humans, the curse spirits rushed to pile up one by one, as if they were in a competition to see who could eat the delicious Wujo Satoru first.

"Really, it seems that this place is going to experience a second explosion."

Gojo Satoru said in a tone that really made you feel helpless, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth was indescribably contemptuous.

Those reptile-like curse spirits are not worth mentioning to him.

"Spell forward "Cang"! "

As the words fell, a blue ball of light appeared in front of Gojo Satoru.

The blue ball of light descended with a majestic and surging spell power.

"I will avenge you."

Gojo Satoru said this sentence very lightly, the ending sound dissipated in the air with the afterimage of the light ball, and the spell reversed. The impact kicked up a large cloud of dust, covering the entire Saibo Street.

"In this way, after cleaning up the miscellaneous fish, it's time for the main course."

The dust gradually dissipated, and Gojo Satoru cleaned up almost all the low-level curse spirits in Leibo Street with just one move.

As for those high-level curse spirits who already possessed wisdom similar to human beings, only a few managed to escape through buildings, and the others were wiped out before they could escape in the future.

Curse spirits don't have corpses, and death means dissipation for them.

"You are powerful, human."

An old and hollow voice came, and Gojo Satoru looked down, only to see a curse spirit that had evolved into a human form standing at his feet.

The curse spirit had long hair the color of rotten leaves, pale skin, four pairs of eyes and a sky eye.

In short, judging from his appearance, he should be very strong among the curse spirits.

Because for the curse spirit, the more evolved its appearance is to be close to human beings, the stronger its relative strength will be.

"Oh? He actually cultivated a special-grade curse spirit." Gojo Satoru finally got a little excited, "This is what it looks like."

Those people actually let you evolve to such a degree? !

The more disgusted and irritable Gojo Satoru was in his heart, the more joyful and crazy he appeared on the outside. He grinned and looked at the curse spirit like an ant.

It is so boring to deal with miscellaneous fish, it will be more fun to have a few big fish with room to struggle.

"But you don't know me, you are really a little curse spirit who is isolated from the world and knows nothing about the world~"

Facing Wujo Wu's ridicule, the curse spirit really got anxious, jumped on tiptoe and came to the same height as Wujo Wu, and raised his hand to attack Wujo Wu.

Gojo Satoru dodged sideways, grabbed the head of the curse spirit who had come to him and smashed it into the ground.

"You went up too high, what if you hurt yourself?"

His voice was cold, and he patiently educated the super curse spirit who had been abused by him.

The curse spirit with its entire head embedded in the ground: "..." Who is it?

Manu Ling wanted to get up, but Wutiao Wu was so crushed that he had no room to move.

"So we fight on the ground."

Hit on the ground?Don't you know whose territory it's on the ground, boy?

The curse spirit sneered in his heart.

"Even if you beat me, it's useless."

"What...???!!!" Gojo Satoru suddenly came back to his senses, startled, but it was too late.

From nowhere, another super curse spirit appeared.

Withered skin, two huge bone wings on the back, more than half of one of his bone wings was inserted into Wujo Wu's body.

"puff……"

The bone wings seemed to be inserted into the lungs, and every time Gojo Satoru took a breath, a big mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.

"Five Enlightenment!!!"

When his consciousness was hazy, Gojo Satoru vaguely heard Chuya's voice calling him.

"Puff...cough cough...Zhongya..."

The curse spirit with its face on the ground: "..." So who is it? !