Trafford’s Trading Club

The lack of cooperation in one part of the body prevents it from continuing to climb down this staircase… because it has too many different things in its body, and it cannot fully control its own body until it has truly assimilated them.

In particular, a huge trauma suffered not too long ago made this already difficult integration even more difficult.

Now, for example, if all parts of the body had not felt hunger, it would not even be able to act in limbo.

It climbed this place from afar like a snake, and now, like a gecko, it climbs up the wall next to it and leaves —— the incoherence of the body, after leaving this place, it slows down a lot.

But as discord disappears, so does the feeling of hunger.

Let's eat as usual, shall we? Since the last time it was badly traumatized, it's clear that there are a lot of guys in the world who can hurt it.

So it needs to be extraordinarily careful, careful… not to be disturbed while feeding, let alone discovered by the guys who can hurt it.

Swimming in a shadowy alley, it began to move towards another food that would excite it. It has discovered this delicious food since it escaped the last trauma.

What is even more rare is that the world is full of this delicious food and, more importantly, it has no difficulty obtaining it - a totally irresistible food.

For the time being, it is not known that this food is officially referred to as‘ human ’- because so far it has relied solely on instinct to act.

Yes, ever since it was created, it has relied on instinct to act.

And with this instinct, it quickly finds the right prey —— deep in the alley, it's seen as easy access to food, lying on the ground right now.

It doesn't know that, in the human world, it's called being drunk on the streets, and what's more, there's another name for being drunk here: being a bum.

Head, it likes to bite off the head of this food at the first sip.

The hobo doesn't even feel any pain, he's probably under the influence of alcohol, having some beautiful dreams - and then leaving the world forever.

When it completely swallowed the tramp's head, the entire body covered the tramp's body - parts of its body began to “start” as well.

Suddenly it hissed and it felt something peeling off of its body - and then a great pain began to irritate its nerves, making it sound like a strange hiss.

But the voice is not loud, even if it is so painful... it is still not loud. Because it's something like a mouthpiece, not a complete evolution.

In two cuts, its body was broken into two cuts - cut from it by something, just like a wooden strip cut off by the carpenter's master.

But the split body is still twitching strongly.

“Didn't it cut you to death? ”

At this point, in the alley, Nero slowly came out. She glanced at it on the ground, and at the same time saw the body of a homeless man who had also been cut in half by one knife, before finally measuring it again.

She had already arrived because the Yan Demon had smelled it.

The reason why she didn't act immediately while she was eating naturally is to make her guard down to a certain degree... As for the life and death of a homeless person... since she doesn't know, what's the matter with life and death?

“Kernel...” Nero's arm suddenly waved, and the cold light flashed over his hand, directly over the lower part of his body.

The fierce Yan demon... looks like a machete.

After being cut over by the Yan Demon's knife, this part of the body quickly turned into a beach of pus, Nero said softly: “Not here... that's the other part. ”

She walked toward the rest of it, hidden in the corner, and the Yan Devil's knife lay on the ground at will, dragging her forward like that.

The blade tip scratches the cement floor like a butcher grinding a knife.

“Then you must be wondering why they found you?” Nero squinted his eyes, "because the Yan Demon Knife usually eats too much like you, so no matter how you hide your taste, you can't escape its senses. ”

It shrunk a little bit.

“Congratulations, Yan Demon.” Nero sneered at the moment: “No wonder you're so excited about your usual 'food' in this country. However, this guy seems to be a little different from those losers you usually dispose of. It seems to be due to the use of Oriental monsters as material..."

The Yan Demon Knife stabbed into its body at once, "Let me see where your kernel is hidden... well, who put you together? Isn't this the old bastard's craft in the club who specializes in this stuff... Cook? ”

But Nero thought that it didn't seem like it, so he shook his head again, lifted the Yan Devil's knife, and then stabbed another place.

Cook shouldn't have much interest in this stuff.

Under the two thorns of the Yan Demon Knife, his body had a feeling that it was about to collapse completely… it was not very well coordinated, at this time it was like a machine with a certain gear stuck off, completely paralyzed, only to be frightened and constantly magnified.

But Nero then suddenly shook his head, "Look at this, it's not going to evolve to the third stage. It seems impossible to ask what came up. ”

So she pulled out the Yan Demon Knife, raised it in the high ground, and on the Yan Demon Knife, a burst of purple blue and purple flame slowly rose, “The old rule is, in addition to the core to be recycled, you eat as much as you like. ”

The blue-purple sparkling flashes suddenly make a scene, Yan Demon knife is probably exciting.

“Alas, I can't lift it. ”

Nero shook his head and slowly chopped off his arm.

But at this moment, it suddenly moves —— from one of its remaining half-bellied 'faces’, suddenly something comes out!

Shoot hard at Nero's heart!

Nero suddenly straddled the Yan Demon Knife and blocked himself. Only a few dings were heard... that came from something like a poison needle... like a needle behind a bee's tail.

“Resisted?” Nero suddenly felt a slight surprise.

But even more surprisingly... the body of this thing suddenly turned into a bloody thing, rapidly flowing into the canals of the alley and fleeing.

“Ah, got away. ”

Nero muttered with no expression, then retrieved the vibrating Yan Demon knife, which was spreading discontent all the time.

“Well, let's just say I didn't touch it ~ It's none of my business ~"

So she carried a long black cylinder from her new back. After hitting a hook, she left with her clothes in her pocket... and left...

Yan Demon Knife: What about the promise to feed me???

……

……

Every day, Rochu, who was frying eggs and bacon chunks in the kitchen, just sprinkled a little salt and heard the rushing noise coming from the living room.

Ren Ziling's voice.

A Ren Ziling rushed into the kitchen with a rubber band in her mouth and her hair tied.

“Is something wrong?” Rochu asked casually.

“I don't eat breakfast anymore.” Ren Ziling hurriedly picked up a piece of bread and bit it in her mouth, "news! Big news!! The body of a headless homeless man was found, and the rest of his body was cut in half and dumped in the alley! It could be a perverted killer! ”

Boss Lo turned around slowly.

Ren Ziling's eyes widened at this time: “You feel great too! ”

Lochu shook his head.

Ren Ziling blinked, incredibly: “Aren't you too calm? Aren't you surprised? ”

Lochu said softly: “I just feel that you can still spew clearly when you bite the bread. It's more amazing...”

Ren Ziling... Ren Da Vice Editor greeted Mr. Luo directly with his third finger, then rushed out.

……

So, how does a normal conversation work when you're biting bread and throwing up?

Boss Luo... Luo Qiu continues to fry the eggs.