The dead man's belly was bulging and shrinking, which looked very scary! Baijiro seemed to have completely ignored the humans present and just kept eating voraciously, leaving his back completely exposed to the debtors. "Everyone, listen to me. At this point, we can only fight with all our might! Even if it's a monster, it's still made of flesh and blood. If it's pierced by a spear, it will die." The young man cheered on the other debtors. The nickname of the Terrible Ape is not undeserved. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, primitive people used simply processed spears to hunt mammoths, which led to the extinction of countless large wild animals. Even the giant whales in the ocean were not spared. The javelins in the debtors' hands were not the crude spears made of wood or stone by primitive people, but metal weapons made of steel, with even more terrifying lethality! As long as it is a carbon-based creature on Earth, it is impossible to use keratinous epidermis and cortical tissue to block the impact of a steel spear. "I'll count to three, and then we'll throw our spears out together! Think about the 10 million yen. As long as we kill this monster, everyone can get 10 million!" It was this young man who had previously suggested to the debtors to choose the spears, and now he showed extraordinary courage among the panic-stricken crowd. The debtors seemed to have found their backbone and nodded to show their cooperation. "three……"
"two……" "one!" Following the young man's loud shout, everyone put in all their strength and threw the steel spears out. Some of the seven or eight spears hit the stone wall, creating sparks, while others directly penetrated into the rammed earth platform for dozens of centimeters. Although their accuracy was not very good, they had the advantage of being numerous, and three spears hit Bai Jiro beautifully. But before the debtors could welcome him, they saw that Baijiro's originally soft white hair had specialized into hard thorns, just like a hedgehog's armor. The one-meter-long steel spear could not penetrate Baijiro's body at all, but was embedded in the thorns. "Roar!" Bai Jiro cried out in pain and pulled out a spear from his back. The tip of the spear was still stained with blood. With his strong and powerful arm, he immediately bent the iron spear. It roared, and with lightning speed it knocked down another man and bit off his neck. "No! We can't kill this monster!" "Run away!" These debtors were frightened out of their wits and fled in panic. Originally, they were not professional soldiers, but a group of scum who were addicted to gambling and whoring. Their morale, which was boosted by money, melted instantly after they saw the horror of the monster. "Quick, let us go!" "I don't want that 10 million anymore. I give up!" "Open the door quickly!" The debtors rushed to the side of the audience where President Hyoudou was sitting, shouting excitedly. "Shut up, you bunch of rubbish!"
President Hyoudou picked up his cane and slammed it hard on the bulletproof glass, making a deafening noise that instantly suppressed the noise from the audience. "In order to waive the debt of 10 million, you came to participate in this event out of your own subjective will. Now that you have discovered the danger, you want to give up halfway. There is no such good thing in the world!" President Hyodo said with a cruel look on his face. The Black Emperor Society bigwigs around him also had cruel smiles on their faces. At the same time, Bai Jiro dragged another person away. The long cry of the victim before death made all the debtors shudder. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I will definitely pay you back the money I owe you! So please have mercy on me and let me go!" Some debtors knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. "I will definitely pay it back, even if I have to steal or rob it!" "I'm sorry, please give me another chance!" Seeing this, the others also knelt on the ground and begged bitterly. "You rubbish, you are not allowed to apologize! And you are not allowed to kneel down!" President Hyoudou's hair and beard stood up, and his face showed a sick and crazy expression. He was furious and shouted loudly: "No matter what happens, you apologize immediately! Just saying sorry will make everything fine, and you can be cleared of all charges, right? And if you kneel down and get off your seat, you think others should forgive you, otherwise you are evil. You scumbags all think this way!" "In this country, as long as you apologize and kneel down, it seems that all problems can be solved, but I tell you, that's bullshit, I absolutely do not agree with it!" President Hyoudou yelled for a long time, venting his anger, and then leaned back in the wheelchair, panting. Even the Black Emperor Society's high-ranking officials and black-clad bodyguards around him were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe. "But who can blame me for being soft-hearted? Even for hopeless rubbish like you, I am willing to give you another chance!" After catching his breath, President Hyoudou looked as if he was enjoying a good show. "One of you will surely survive. If you're lucky, maybe two of you will survive." Chapter 165 Chapter 167 Who are you? "Baijiro is a very picky eater. He likes to eat offal. But even so, he can't eat the offal of so many people at once. That means as long as you escape to the end, maybe one or two of you will survive by chance." "That is to say, the enemy of you slaves now is not the invincible Bai Jiro, but the other slaves!" The debtors in the audience looked at each other, their eyes began to flicker. Everyone has heard of this story: if you and your companions encounter a bear in the forest, you don't need to run faster than the bear, you just need to run faster than your companions to survive. "You old beast! You really want to force us to kill each other!" The young man from before became furious and started cursing at the Hyoudou leader. He grabbed a samurai sword from the weapons rack and threw it at the stands. With a "bang", the bulletproof glass remained motionless, without even a crack. "Hey, young man, don't think so badly of me. I'm just pointing out a way out for the lucky ones among you."
President Hyoudou used his cane to push away the two black-clad bodyguards who were blocking his way, so as to avoid interrupting his show. "For trash like you, it is indeed extremely difficult to kill a monster like Baijiro. So I will make an exception and give you a big discount. As long as anyone can survive to the end, he will get 10 million! Not only that, the 10 million for the others will also be his!" President Hyoudou urged in a devilish tone. In other words, there could be 100 million? ! "You bastard, you bastard!" The young man gnashed his teeth, then turned to the other debtors and said: "This is a closed arena, and with the monster's speed, we have nowhere to escape. So if we start an internal conflict now, we will only die faster, and no one can guarantee that the monster will not kill people after it is full!" "Then what can you do?" someone retorted. "This……" The young man's face darkened and he was speechless. At this time, Bai Jiro had finished eating the internal organs of the third victim. He licked his bloody claws and slowly approached, staring at him with a dangerous look in his eyes. "Whoa whoa whoa-!" "You, don't come over here..." The debtors retreated in fear. Although the weapon racks around them were filled with weapons, Bai Jiro's hair was almost invulnerable to swords and guns, and they lost the courage to fight back head-on. Baijiro opened his scarlet eyes and his long white hair began to dance like tentacles. At this moment, President Hyoudou took out another remote control and pressed it lightly! "Om-" The black collar around Baijiro's neck suddenly burst out with high-voltage electricity, and the monster's hair exploded as if it was electrocuted. Then Baijiro let out a wail, and jumped to the other side of the arena in an instant. The long white hair on its body once again turned into hard thorns, protecting itself tightly. "Ouch." Baijiro licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at President Hyoudou on the podium, his eyes full of hatred. But President Hyoudou didn't care and shouted to the audience: "This time, I only used the lowest level of electricity to scare Bai Jiro away, but he has just eaten the internal organs of three people and is still very hungry. He will come back soon. Next time, I won't do anything. If you want to do something, you can only do it now!" "No, we can't do what that old bastard wants..." The young man was still making his last effort, but this time no one was willing to listen to him. Before he could finish his words, an iron rod hit the back of the young man's head, causing him to fall to the ground with a bloody head, and his life or death was unknown. The man seemed to be afraid that the young man would wake up, so he hit the young man's calf with the stick again. The calf was twisted and deformed, and it was obviously broken. In this way, even if the young man woke up, he would not be able to escape. "I want to survive! I must survive, I have a wife and daughter waiting for me—"
"Yamamoto, you rotten gambler, your wife left you and remarried a long time ago. This 100 million is mine! My life has just begun, how can I die here!" Under the pressure of life-and-death crisis, astronomical bounties, coercion and inducement, the remaining debtors have completely lost their minds, revealing their naked instincts like animals. They picked up their weapons and started killing each other. From time to time, someone would scream and fall to the ground. "That's right, that's right! That's it. The only way to survive is to climb up by stepping on the corpses of others." Chairman Hyoudou drank his wine while watching the life-and-death fight in the arena with great interest. The fight didn't last long and the winner was soon decided. In the end, only a shabby man with blood flowing from his arm was left standing on the stage. The others were either seriously injured and fell to the ground, or had simply died. "I survived, I survived! I still have one hundred million left!" Before the man could recover from the joy of escaping death, he saw Bai Jiro tiptoeing towards him. He limped away quickly. There are so many people lying on the ground here, enough to fill the monster's belly. The monster should not bother to hunt him. Unexpectedly, Bai Jiro jumped up and jumped to the side of the survivor, and the white hair on his body stretched out like tentacles and tied him up. "why?" The survivor struggled hard, but the monster's hair was extremely tough and he couldn't break free at all. He looked at President Hyoudou in the stands with an incredible expression on his face. President Hyoudou shrugged and said with a smile: "I am really getting old and confused. I forgot to tell you something. Bai Jiro likes to eat internal organs, but he won't eat them unless they are alive. So, Bai Jiro is not interested in those people you killed." There was a "crack" sound, which was the sound of the neck being bitten off. "After Shirojiro has eaten his fill, clean up the scene and mince the bodies into meatballs as feed for the octopus monster. This can be considered as recycling waste. Rather than pouring cement on them and sinking them into Tokyo Bay, this is a way to make a contribution to the garbage." Chairman Hyoudou ordered the men in black to clean up the scene. Vice President Hosoda saw everything from beginning to end, but appeared indifferent. The president's bad taste is really not commendable. "President, you are really powerful. You can even get two legendary monsters. I am also a little interested. I wonder if you have any channels to introduce me?" "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." President Hyoudou's eyes suddenly turned cold. "Yes, yes, yes." Vice President Hosoda's head was covered with beads of sweat. At this time, a man in black came over and whispered: "President, Master Junfu is here." That little bastard came to the Paradise Palace to eat, drink, gamble and whore again. And that loser Heisaki, no matter what I told him to do, he actually let Junfu go out. Time is already running out. If Junfu cannot take good care of himself, his immortality will be compromised. What should he do then?
President Hyoudou's eyes were filled with resentment, but his expression was as gentle and kind as that of an old grandfather next door. A man wearing a low-key and luxurious handmade suit and a Patek Philippe watch on his hand walked over with an expressionless face and eyes as cold as ice. "That look... No, you're not Junfu! Who are you?" Chapter 166 Chapter 168 Killing "No, you are not Junfu! Junfu, that loser, would never dare to look me in the eye like you do, nor would he be able to reveal such a cold, murderous look. Who are you?" President Hyodo opened his cloudy old eyes and asked in a stern voice in doubt and shock.