Rebirth of Devouring Dragon Emperor

Chapter 644 Stampede Incident
"what happened?"

"Oh my god, it really is an evil demon!"

"A monster is killing people! Who's going to take care of it?"

"How scary! Run away!"

"Who will save Zhang Honda Jiejun?!"

"Escape!"

For a moment, there was chaos in the live broadcast room. In the blink of an eye, the only exit was blocked by the terrified Japanese audiences, and many people began to cry and shout loudly.

In severe pain, Zhang Benjie screamed at the top of his lungs.

Unfortunately, the paper man seemed to have recognized him and pressed his head firmly on the stage, and there was another "ripping" sound.

Perhaps the paper man's palm was too small, so one of Zhang Benjie's thighs was not torn off, but a large piece of bloody tendon meat was torn out!

"I have been a good person in my life and have never done anything wrong. I would never step on an ant when walking on the road, and I often give money to beggars. Even if the gods and ghosts want retribution, it shouldn't be me!"

After all, he is old and has a lot of experience. In the severe pain, Zhang Benjie finally came to his senses a little and tried hard to defend himself.

The paper man didn't seem to be able to speak, but it responded to its target.

Holding Zhang Benjie tightly, it picked up a pen on the table and began to paint quickly on its blank face.

In just a few moments, the expression on its face appeared - extremely funny.

Then, the paper man wrote a few eye-catching large words on his blank surface.

"There is retribution for Han women's behavior!"

Zhang Benjie's old face turned red, but it was more of indignation, without a trace of remorse.

He was still defending himself angrily: "This is unfair! China has done nothing for me, but I have gained everything in Japan. I have never killed anyone in my life. Now that I have become a Japanese citizen, what's wrong with saying something good for Japan?"

"This shouldn't be a crime! I'm not even Chinese, how could it be done by a Han woman?"

Anyway, the paper man can’t speak, so he has made all the necessary expressions.

Next, it began to slowly tear off the flesh of Zhang Bentianjie, occasionally removing one or two bones that were in the way.
Suddenly, screams were heard everywhere.

At this time, the assistants and guests in the live broadcast room had already escaped to who knows where, but the camera lens was still working honestly.

This bloody live broadcast was faithfully delivered to thousands of households in Japan!
The paper man's hands were extremely fast. Within just a few minutes, Zhang Ben Tianjie was torn into pieces, leaving only a shiny and smooth skeleton.

If you don't look at the pool of skin and flesh on the ground, it really looks like someone has just been opened from a coffin.

Throwing away Zhang Benjie's skeleton, the paper man stepped on the pieces of flesh and skin with a slight "crunching" sound, and staggered towards the Japanese audience in the live broadcast room.

Thanks to Zhang Benjie's current fame, the live broadcast room is very large and has a large number of viewers, but unfortunately there is only one exit.

At this time, there were still more than a hundred spectators crowded at the exit. When they saw the paper man coming towards them, many of them fainted out of fright.

More Japanese spectators, under the pressure of boundless fear, desperately squeezed outside.

Although the Japanese usually abide by the rules in public places, at this moment they wish to kill all their compatriots who stand in their way to open a way for themselves.

"Get out of the way, asshole!"

"Baga Yalu!" "If you don't give way, you will die. Get out of the way!"

"I'm sorry, I have to live!"

"Baga, get out of here!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, a horrifying "trampling" incident occurred at the door of the live broadcast room.

The word "trampling" actually came from the Japanese government's cover-up statement after the incident.

The reality is that the Japanese old men and women desperately attacked the children, while the young men and strong men launched indiscriminate and fatal attacks on all the weak.
All this, just to carve out a way to survive stained with the blood of others!
"I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt anyone, but the demon is coming and I just want to survive!"

A bespectacled, clean-cut and gentle-looking college student was crying and shouting, tightly pinching the neck of an elderly Japanese man with both hands, pressing him hard to the ground, and then stepping on him without hesitation.

By doing this, there will be one less competitor for escape!
"Cousin, you shouldn't have brought me to this show! There's nothing we can do now. It's all your fault!"

A young Japanese female white-collar worker pushed a little girl who looked like a student to the ground. Almost at the moment she fell to the ground, more than a dozen feet stepped on her!

"Get out of the way! I'll kill anyone who stands in my way!"

A sturdy man pulled a dagger from his pocket and began stabbing and slashing at the crowd wildly.

In a short period of time, at least ten spectators were stabbed to death by him.

However, when the strong man was only two meters away from the exit, he could no longer move forward.

Because the place was already completely blocked, even if he stabbed to death everyone within an arm's length in front of him, because the space was too crowded, the corpses were still squeezed and stood like living people, blocking the way.

"That demon is about to catch us. We are all going to die here!"

Amid the audience's hysterical cries of fear, for some unknown reason, the paper man suddenly caught fire and burned up completely in the blink of an eye. Except for a tiny bit of ashes remaining on the floor, there was no other trace.

In an inconspicuous small room in Kyoto, Japan.

"YES!"

Yang Xiaocong jumped up from the bed excitedly, her face flushed and she was extremely excited.

If he wasn't the only one in the room, his current look would definitely be that he had gone to have a big fight with a porn star.

Trembling, he took out the stack of paper figures from his pocket again and cursed the ghost, his eyes filled with lingering excitement and enthusiasm.

Then he closed the windows tightly, drew the curtains, and excitedly whispered: "I am a genius at killing people!"

"I never thought that my greatest talent in this life would lie in such an exciting gift. It turns out that I was born with a mission!"

"I am Yang Xiaocong, the assassin king of this world!"

"Who dares to disobey?"

Inside the cafe, Chu Xian, Hatsune Miko and Hana Koori were all looking at a large screen with great interest. The screen showed Yang Xiaocong's out-of-control appearance at the moment.

"Without a doubt, this is a typical case of a villain succeeding." Chu Xian shook her head. She actually had a pretty good impression of this paparazzi leader.

Hatsune Miko said with a smile: "I am a newcomer here, so I want to bring some fun to everyone. Look, Yang Xiaocong, an ordinary mortal, is getting more and more inflated, which is quite interesting."

"Give that poor kid a bunch of curses and he'll definitely become incapable of even flying a plane," said Hanako Orika.

(End of this chapter)