[Comprehensive Comic] I rely on drawing cards to maintain peace

Chapter 8 So poor

Chapter 8 So poor

　　The motorcycle wheels made a screeching sound as they rubbed against the ground.

　　Zapp's expression was dull. The others had fallen to the ground, but their souls seemed to be still in the sky.

　　A swollen leg ran across the road, the car was overturned, gasoline leaked, and fire spread.

　　Nakahara Chuuya: "Get off the car."

　　Zapp took a deep breath, and just as he was about to curse, he remembered that this was the sponsor's father, so he couldn't curse.

　　He forced an ugly smile: "Mr. Zhongyuan, your driving skills are good."

　　Zhongyuanzhong ignored him.

　　Zapp vented all his anger on the thigh in front of him.

　　He dodged the sharp giant blade and moved forward. The strong wind picked up and lifted the vehicles and pedestrians on the ground.

　　The red blood thread was tightly wrapped around the tree.

　　Zapp took the time to look at Yuan Zhongya. Even though the hurricane blew by, Zhongyuan Zhongya still did not move at all, and even the hat on his head was not blown away.

　　Zapp: "?"

　　How did he do it? Is the hat sewn on your head?

　　It's so cool.

　　"Help!!!!"

　　The blond woman was blown away by the wind. Zap's eyes lit up and his aura surged.

　　The extended blood line wrapped around the woman's waist in time. Zapp slowly retracted the blood line and showed a cheerful and handsome smile.

　　He struck up a conversation and said, "Hey, after I finish taking care of this big guy, do you want to have coffee together?"

　　Nakahara Chuuya was speechless. The way Zapp was chatting up women was inexplicably the same as the way Dazai Osamu was chatting up women and died in love together.

　　The wind calmed down a bit, and the blond woman pushed Zapp away, pointed at the bloody thread wrapped around her waist, and motioned for him to let go.

　　The blood line was withdrawn, and the woman said casually: "Thank you."

　　Then he stood next to Nakahara Chuuya in front of Zapp, and calmly struck up a conversation with Nakahara Chuuya.

　　Zapp: “…………”

　　How is he inferior to that dwarf! What a humiliation to him!

　　"Blade Body No. 1: Flame Pill."

　　The blood lines gathered together to form a unique bloody blade.

　　Zapp was extremely angry, and vented all his anger on the giant leg that was still causing trouble.

　　Black blood spattered out, and Zapp's white coat was stained with black blood. Black and white were intertwined, creating a strange beauty.

　　Zapp smiled evilly and turned the bloody blade in his hand, filled with murderous intent.

　　The sharp bloody blade stabbed into the nail of the big leg's thumb.

　　Zapp covered his nose in disgust: "Does this damn thing have athlete's foot? It smells so bad."

　　His fingernails flew away, and black blood gushed out like a fountain.

　　The blade flew, bringing up a line of black blood with every blow.