The Scumbag Boss Muzan / Yahaba and Susamaru
After reciting the names of the three people one by one, Scribe put the bowl on the ground and said in a deep voice.
"Be prepared to disperse the crowd immediately should anything happen."
Before the three could react, Scribe forward and rushed into the crowd.
His eyes darted around as he observed the faces of the people around him, seemingly searching for something.
"Where are you? Where are you?"
After searching for ten minutes, he finally found the scent.
Not far ahead, a figure was standing there.
The aura emanating from the other party was both familiar and repulsive.
Kibutsuji Muzan!
Chapter 247 The Muzan Boss
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the Scribe's mind instantly considered several possibilities.
In the end, he chose the simplest and most brutal method.
Step forward to negotiate.
He took a step forward and reached out to pat the other person on the shoulder.
But in the end, the Scribe's hand remained frozen in mid-air.
Although the aura of Muzan emanating from the other party was very strong, it gave me a strange feeling.
Moreover, I can even smell human scents.
The murderous intent emanating from him gradually faded, and Scribe put on a smile before gently patting him.
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The person who was patted on the shoulder was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at the Scribe.
"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"
The person who was patted on the shoulder was a woman with delicate features and light makeup, giving her an intellectual air.
In her arms was a little girl who looked only a few years old.
At this moment, the little girl was staring at the Scribe with wide eyes and a curious expression.
"Uncle, who are you? Are you Dad's friend?"
Raising an eyebrow, Scribe seized the opportunity and quickly stated that she was indeed her father's friend.
After a brief exchange, he learned that the woman in front of him was named Li, and that the father his daughter mentioned was named Tsukihiko.
"Tsukihiko?"
A thoughtful glint flashed in his eyes, and the Scribe immediately realized that this mother and daughter were the ones who had been deceived by Muzan.
In his search for the Blue Spider Lily, Muzan replaced many people, using their networks and resources to search for it.
Since Miss Li's family was in business, they naturally became a target for Muzan.
After killing the real Tsukihiko, he then took over the identity and deceived Miss Rei and the little girl.
The three of them were originally planning to go out for fun tonight.
But for some reason, just now, Tsukihiko's expression suddenly changed, and then he said that he had urgent business to attend to and had to leave.
Ms. Li was somewhat puzzled by her husband's sudden departure, but she didn't say much.
Now, not long after Tsukihiko left, a man claiming to be her husband appeared.
At first, she was somewhat skeptical.
But as the conversation progressed, she discovered that the other person did indeed know a lot about Tsukihiko's little quirks.
For example, they never go out during the day, only go out at night, eat very little, and are not very emotional.
Gradually, she dispelled her doubts.
When the Scribe saw that Miss Li did not deny it, he knew that the Tsukihiko he had mentioned was indeed Muzan in disguise.
He didn't know whether the other party suddenly left because they sensed his arrival or for some other reason, but in any case, he was spared from death.
After talking for a while, the Scribe realized that the other party also did not know where Muzan had gone, and then said that he had to leave.
Miss Li, however, was very curious about Scribe and invited him to her home for a visit.
In her view, it was quite puzzling that her somewhat aloof husband would have such a talkative and witty friend.
After some thought, the Scribe still refused.
However, he accepted the business card that Ms. Li handed him and said that he would definitely visit her when he had time.
He waved goodbye to the little girl, Wakana.
"See you next time, Wakana."
"Oh, goodbye, Uncle Scribe!"
Only after watching Miss Li and Wakana disappear into the crowd did the light in Scribe's eyes gradually fade.
Based on his understanding of Muzan, he would definitely bring forward all his plans after learning that Miss Rei had been in contact with him.
Once Muzan realizes that he cannot find the "Blue Spider Lily" using the identity of Tsukihiko, Muzan will abandon this identity and move on to the next one.
These methods of escape are mostly bizarre disappearances or other ways in which the body is not easily found.
As for the safety of the mother and daughter, Scribe believes that Muzan is not foolish enough to make a big fuss.
With a flash, he disappeared from the spot.
At this moment, on the other side of Asakusa, in the opposite direction from the Scribe and the others, Muzan, disguised as Tsukihiko, was walking in a small alley.
He gritted his teeth, a harsh grinding sound emanating from his mouth, his face filled with anger.
"Damn it, how did that guy end up here?"
His chest heaved as he realized he could sense the Scribe's presence amidst the Asakusa.
If the other party hadn't not charged directly at him, he would have almost thought his whereabouts had been exposed.
Even so, having just narrowly escaped death, Muzan's mood was far from good.
Just then, three drunk men walked out from the other side of the alley.
The young man walking on the left was bumped by Muzan and immediately became unhappy.
"Hey, you over there, you hit someone, didn't you apologize?!"
Hearing someone call his name from behind, Muzan gradually stopped in his tracks and stood still.
"I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?!"
Seeing Muzan standing there Muzan, the young man suddenly shouted.
He quickly ran up behind the other person and slapped him on the shoulder.
"You're dressed nicely, but why are you so hard of hearing? Did you steal these clothes?"
"Take it away."
A cold voice came from inside, but because the man was drunk, he didn't hear it clearly at first.
He raised an eyebrow, wanting to pull Muzan into his arms and get "closer" to him.
"You say..."
"Pfft"
Before he could finish speaking, the man felt everything go black, and then he lost consciousness.
Muzan ripped the man's head off, taking a few steps back to avoid getting blood splattered on himself.
"You, you killed my brother?"
Upon seeing the young man's head in Muzan's hand, another burly man's eyes immediately turned red.
As a woman watched Muzan kill the young man, she vomited.
After coughing several times, she still didn't forget to shout.
"That pale-faced, short-lived bastard, he killed someone!"
Provoked by those words, and under the influence of alcohol, the burly man shouted and rushed out.
"Pay for my brother's life!"
With a leap, he clenched his fists mid-air and slammed them down on his opponent's head.
The next second, the burly man also felt his body lighten, and he found himself flying into the air.
With another casual punch, he killed the burly man. Muzan's eyes darted around, looking at the last woman.
The woman was so frightened that she curled up in a corner, trembling.
He reached out and Muzan the blood that had dripped onto the burly man's face, then licked the blood off his face.
His crimson pupils grew even colder as he slowly walked up to the woman and spoke.
"Do I look like a short-lived person?"
Chapter 248 Yura and Sake
"Short..."
He managed to utter just one word before the rest got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.
The woman looked at Muzan standing in front of her, shaking her head frantically, her face full of terror.
"Spare me..."
"Pfft"
A finger pierced into the other's skull, and Muzan chance to speak further.
The skin twitched slightly, as if something was being injected into the woman's body through her fingers.
Blood!
Muzan is injecting his blood into the woman, and it's a large amount of blood!
Normally, it only takes a very small amount of energy to turn an ordinary human into a demon.
The greater the strength, the more blood it needs.
If that's the case, then what about ordinary humans obtaining large amounts of blood?
The answer is death; the body's cells collapse and die.
Ordinary humans simply cannot withstand the energy in Muzan's blood; they will die the instant they reach the limit.
Spare my life.
Sensing the changes in her body, the woman reluctantly reached out her hand, her eyes filled with pleading.
As soon as she finished speaking, her body swelled up and then exploded.
Muzan pulled his fingers out, stood up, and said coldly.
"Is this all there is to it?"
After eliminating the three men, his anger subsided somewhat.
Even so, Muzan was still afraid that the Scribe would find him.
It will take some time to leave here; I need a few guys to hold off the Scribe.
With a wave of his hand, Muzan then shouted upwards.
"Come out, you two."
"Yes, sir, what are your orders?"
Two voices rang out, and then two figures fell from the roof.