"West, Westside?!"

Noshitaka's eyes widened, his brain felt like he had been hit with a hammer, and his body seemed to be a little dizzy.

Yes.

The young man who visited the hut was the same Xicheng style he had thought he would have to die.

But... Why is he here?

As a member of the followers of the Eternal Sacrifice Society, Noshitaka is not a fool.

He has been in charge of killing people and hiding corpses in Mori Palace Mountain for a long time, so he naturally has considerable observational powers.

With blood on his hands, not only did he not run away, but he found his hiding place, which in a sense already says it all.

The carrion humanoid monster has been dealt with by him...

His mind was spinning rapidly, and his thinking speed was full.

From this line of thought, no matter what the origin of the West Side is, it is definitely not easy to provoke - at least not for a character who can deal with him without the carrion monster.

He is not a brainless villain, on the contrary, he sees the current situation very clearly.

But... There is still a chance.

As long as you stall for time...

Thinking of this, the anxiety in Ye Zhixiao's heart gradually decreased, and was replaced by indescribable pride and joy.

yes... Just wait for the time to come back... Xicheng style will definitely die!

And the movement caused by the Xicheng style door in front of him was too big, and that person should have heard it.

Thinking of this, Noshitaka couldn't wait to see it.

When Nishijo was full of confidence, he suddenly had his limbs broken and fell into a desperate expression.

"I really didn't expect that you didn't run away from Xicheng. Before I let those monsters deal with you, I'm a little curious about how you found this place, and I've prepared the corpse's backhand... How did you know that the body wasn't me? ”

Noshitaka secretly defended himself against the Nishijo style, but on the surface he still looked very calm.

You can't show timidity here, you have to give the other party a feeling that you can't figure out the details.

Of course, the monster thing is deceiving, and he can only simply control a carrion monster.

What I am most afraid of now is that Xicheng is a reckless man without strategy, and he rushes up directly and puts himself down.

Then there is really nothing you can do, after all, bluffing is not of much use to the reckless.

"Let those monsters solve me?"

In Noshitaka's gaze, Nishiro looked as if he was frightened by this sentence, revealing a 'flustered' look.

But soon, Xicheng seemed to react again, hiding that trace of 'panic'.

However, the 'flustered' he showed was keenly captured by Noshitaka.

Very good!

Noshitaka is already very sure.

The West Side style is not a reckless man... Because of this, this kind of talent is easy to cast a mouse!

Noshitaka felt that he had completely mastered the psychology of the West Castle.

As a result, a more presumptuous look appeared on his face.

Hideous and terrifying.

"I've raised more than one carrion humanoid monster. I want to compare it to you... You rushed over unprepared. Hehe... I thought that the people who could find this place would be smarter. As a result, I didn't expect to be so brainless. ”

He snorted, his gaze even more cruel.

Combined with the human body next to him who was impaled by a meat hook and hung on the ceiling, he looked like a cruel, deranged butcher.

Xicheng seemed to be frightened by this, but soon Xicheng stood firm again, and said with a furrow of eyebrows:

"Don't pretend, you're bluffing."

Nishijo-shiki's somewhat hesitant expression fell into Noshitaka's sight, making him more sure.

Very good.

Noshitaka clenched his sweaty fists.

The psychology of the Xicheng-style rat thrower has been completely grasped by him.

And—

Noshitaka's pupils shrank slightly.

In his sight... A figure had silently touched Xichengshi's back.

The shiny sharp murder weapon has been aimed at Xicheng's neck!

It's over!

Noshitaka couldn't hold back his laughter anymore.

He pointed to the West Side, his voice trembling with pride and joy.

Someone said that joy to the point of deformation... Probably referring to him like this.

"That's right! I'm just bluffing! West Side! But what can you do?! Look at your neck before you do it to me! ”

The sharp dagger is already aimed at the smooth neck, and with a slight stretch of hand, the fragile neck can be completely sliced open!

"It's a pity, Xicheng, I'm just bluffing, but what can you do to me?"

There is no doubt that this is true of life's ups and downs.

Ye Zhixiao looked at the restrained Xicheng style, and his eyes were calm: "You can't think of it!" Hiroshi Yamamoto, who was traveling with us, is also the person in charge of the suicide website! ”

And Noshitaka actually has something to say.

Hiroshi Yamamoto also has a special ability to remove spirits, and he is the back hand left behind by the Eternal Sacrifice Society to deal with people with abilities like the Nishiro style.

Noshi filial piety is outside, and Yamamoto Hiroshi is inside.

Two people are double insurance, plus the corpse strategy... It can be said that the extreme caution.

"Hiroshi Yamamoto... Really? ”

Xicheng-style eyes opened sideways and looked at Yamamoto Hiroshi, who still had a depressed and painful expression.

"That's right." Noshitaka's voice was full of pleasure.

"But don't worry... I'm sure I'm not going to let you die so easily... I'm going to torture you! ”

He stared at the West Side and said cruelly, "I'm going to break your hands and feet first... Throw you into an electrified, water-filled tub. Stuff your mouth with shards of glass balls..."

Sen Ran's tone was like a curse.

The distorted expression was like a ghost.

Presumably he used all these tortures on the victims hanging here.

The human heart is terrifying.

Xicheng's eyes flickered.

But Noshitaka didn't notice Xicheng's expression, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, and finally asked, "How is it?" How does it feel to be delayed by me and end up in my hands? West Side? ”

"Feelings?"

Hearing this, Xicheng Shiki, who hadn't spoken much, finally raised his head thoughtfully.

He first glanced at Noshitaka, and then glanced sideways at Yamamoto Hiroshi, and his tone was calm:

"Yamamoto, you're so slow. I almost couldn't resist beating Noshitaka half to death. ”

uh——?

As soon as these words came out, Ye Zhixiao was completely stunned.

Then he realized something was wrong.

Nishijo-style was too calm from the start!

It's not even at all in line with his performance just now!

Could it be...

Noshitaka's heart was beating rapidly.

Xicheng had already seen through him and deliberately asked him to delay time. Its main purpose is to wait for Yamamoto Hiroshi hidden in the shadows to appear, so that they can be wiped out?!

If that's the case...

How terrifying is this young man?

That kind of realistic acting...

"Yamamoto! Get straight to it! ”

He cried out without hesitation.

But there was no need for Ye Zhixiao to say hello at all, the dagger in the hand of Yamamoto Guang over there had already stabbed at the neck of the Xicheng style!

And yet—

Boom!!

Sharp dagger fragments scattered.

Xicheng-style actually has a side head-

Gnaw the stabbing dagger alive with his teeth!