People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

Fang Zuo nodded and did not sit next to the guest seat the old man pointed to.

Instead, he came to the bald old man.

Fang Zuo frowned.

Ok?

He snorted.

The bald old man was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and quickly stood up and gave up his seat.

He has been a sly old fellow for thousands of years.

If he didn't have this kind of eyesight, he would have been dead long ago.

Fang Zuo sat in the old man's seat with satisfaction and lay down.

He rested his head on a woman's chest and placed his feet in another woman's arms.

The two beautiful girls glanced at their master who was standing obediently beside them and were very sensible.

One of them quickly took off Fang Zuo's shoes, put his feet in his arms and massaged them closely.

The girl next to him, with Fang Zuo resting his head on her chest, also handed over some grapes.

Fang Zuo chewed a grape and threw the colored paper away.

"Take a look, am I going the right way?"

Chapter 44 Onmyoji App?

The bald old man took it, looked at it, nodded and said, "Yes, does the guest have any clues to provide?"

"No." Fang Zuo spat out some grape seeds.

"Soga, that guest is here."

"Let me find out what kind of business you have here."

The bald old man looked a little strange.

The Onmyoji family and the demon tribe are very clear about the rules of these underground transactions.

This is the underground world they participate in every day.

But it sounds like this young man doesn't seem to understand much.

So where is he from?

Could it be the ghost tribe trapped in the four northern islands?

"Private Marseille, which family is the guest from?" The bald old man asked with a smile.

Fang Zuo snorted coldly.

The huge spiritual pressure almost made the bald old man kneel down.

"Please forgive me, sir. I have overstepped my bounds." The bald old man said hurriedly.

The mental power is so strong.

It seems that they really are the demon tribe from the four northern islands.

Could it be that they have all broken the seal and come out?

The bald old man wiped the sweat from his head.

He began to explain slowly and calmly.

After a while.

After listening to the old man's detailed explanation, Fang Zuo mostly understood the mechanism of operation.

It is just like the markets opened by monks in various parts of China.

Hidden among ordinary people.

The only difference is that the towns and cities in Shenzhou are generally divided into factions and are occupied by the major famous mountain temples.

The underground transactions here are monopolized by only one company, which has branches in every major city.

There is a mysterious boss behind it.

"Bring me the catalog of your trading items and the rewards for logging in." Fang Zuo was a little curious about what materials were here.

"Hi! Guest, please download an APP." The bald old man said with a smile.

"Huh?" Fang Zuo was stunned, thinking that he was a bit of a bumpkin.

Fang Zuo picked up his phone and downloaded the APP according to the slightly obscure directory.

The name of the app consists of two numbers, 91.

Flipping through the APP page that ordinary people can't see, Fang Zuo shook his head.

A vast and complex underground world.

But the materials section is a mess.

Whether it is a bounty posted or an item for purchase.

They are all garbage materials that cannot be more garbage.

As expected, there are no useful treasures on this small island.

Other acquired materials are nothing more than demon blood, demon corpses, ghosts, and so on.

With Fang Zuo's level of attainment, he couldn't possibly care less about these things.

The next row of categories is the live column.

There are items for sale and rewards.

They are demon bodies, shikigami, and ghosts that have been produced through various experiments.

Fang Zuo saw a picture of a familiar pair of figures in an inconspicuous corner of the app's reward column.

The bounty is for the beautiful cat-girl sisters.

Click on it to see large photos from various angles.

It was indeed the cat-girl sisters, but they were very different from now.

The dim lights and simple laboratory are filled with various utensils and instruments.

The two sisters were not wearing maid outfits, but blue sukuk underwear.

Both of them were tied with metal chains around their necks and locked in a large metal cage, back to back.

A small cat bowl was placed in front of the cage.

The two sisters lowered their heads with sad expressions, their pink cat ears drooped, and their cat tails were tied together.

Their bodies and faces were covered in black dirt, and their faces and bodies were so thin that they looked unrecognizable.

Even the cat girl's younger sister, Xiaohuajiang, whose originally heavy breasts were now as thin as two shriveled flour bags.

The cat girl sister Yui-chan's big, plump buttocks were so thin that a layer of skin had drooped.

Not at all as plump as in Tokyo.

The reward offered was also very low, about 200 million yen, not even enough to buy a car.

Fang Zuo watched expressionlessly.

The intelligence was written very carelessly.

[Two sisters, twins, 18 years old, virgins]

[A failed experimental subject who escaped from the Kagoshima laboratory in Kyushu.]

[They are grown in test tubes and cages, so their lifespan is short.]

[He carries a bit of cat demon blood and a little bit of fox blood in his body.]

[The purpose of the experiment is to serve those upper-class men.]

[In the two people's attributes column, it was actually written as pets. ]

[The last column says it doesn't matter whether the blood lives or dies, but the blood must be fresh.]

No wonder the reward is so low.

contact address:

Kyushu Kagoshima Sanshu Mutual Aid Association Hospital.

Fang Zuo sneered, his heart aroused, and he wrote down the address.

Given how careless these cat-girl sisters are, they will probably be discovered sooner or later.

If he hadn't met me, I don't know how miserable his fate would have been.

As for the low lifespan, it is nothing more than the damage of the seven souls. It is easy to restore the lifespan with Fang Zuo's methods.

Fang Zuo continued reading.

The bottom column is about various types of human trafficking.

It indicates various conditions such as diseases, blood type, family members, voluntary participation, etc.

There are even people from other countries, most of whom are illegal immigrants.

Fang Zuo sneered.

I don't believe that the people at the top of the Japanese government don't know about this.

It seems that this government has compromised to the point where it has no bottom line.

"Will you accept the demon blood?" Fang Zuo asked after closing the app.

The materials here are of no use to me, but I can keep them and read them frequently to gain some information.

"Private Marseille, the guests are like this. If there is blood of a big demon, we will accept it." The bald old man said respectfully: "But small demons... hehe"

The bald old man laughed dryly, glanced at Fang Zuo's expression, and continued, "As for the little demon's blood, we can also help customers sell it on the app."

Then he added, "I can waive the fees you need to pay when posting messages. There is no additional handling fee."

Fang swung his left hand.

A huge clot of blood floated in the air.

The living room of this executive suite is packed full.

The bald old man stretched out his hand with a smile and got a drop of it.

Put it in your mouth and suck it.

In an instant, the demonic power in his body surged endlessly, and a wave of heat rushed straight to his head.

The bald old man stood in a horse stance and tore off his patterned shirt.

A black hole in the shriveled chest.

The black heart inside is connected to dense blood vessels, and it is throbbing.

The heart emitted black light with all its strength, which suppressed the heat wave in the body.

"This...this..." The bald old man's face turned pale and his voice trembled with shock.

He swallowed hard, pointed at the large ball of blood and said tremblingly: "Private Marseille, guest, this is the blood of the fifth celestial being, Hokibo..."

Fang Zuo nodded: "You didn't admit your mistake, so why? You don't dare to accept it?"

"Take it, of course I dare not, the guest is joking." After the bald old man calmed down, he was filled with ecstasy.

The blood of the fifth celestial being, Hokibo, is a rare great demon in the past few decades.

Although it is not as good as the demon pill and demon soul, it is much better than the demon corpse.

If this thing is released, I'm afraid all the demon tribes and Onmyojis in Japan will rush to buy it.

Although the Celestials and some demon tribes will exert pressure, their master is not a simple existence either.

What's more, I was just trading according to industry rules and I was not the murderer.