Doujin Artist: Why no answer? Is this guy pretending to be dead?
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: I can guess he'll say he can't see with his eyes! Doesn't know anything!
Soul Society's Villain: Right, that's how this guy is. When he can't solve a problem, he tries to bluff.
Curly-haired Guy: What, what do you mean can't solve? This question is easy to answer, it's the new terminator's ability to change shape! Like I said before, the so-called blood is all oil... the bug, is probably a wiring link? Yes! It's a wiring link!
Doujin Artist: Since you're so sure, how about Kotonoha packs this terminator up and sends it to you?
Machete Girl: Okay! I'll even deliver it for free!
Wig Guy: Go ahead, I've already opened the portal.
Curly-haired Guy: Never mind! I'm not really interested in terminators, these robot girls aren't my type! Give it to Uncle Nine, he'll definitely like it!
Lin Fengjiao: Get lost, you bug.
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: Sigh, I wonder when this guy will face reality. But what level is this spirit anyway? Is Kotonoha okay alone there?
Machete Girl: I'm not sure what level it is, but I just feel like it's no threat to me.
Katsura Kotonoha stared at the waitress in front of her, thinking the thing looked funny. Its mouth was stretched all the way back to its ears, how did it do that?
Maybe, what would happen if I tried answering her question?
Making that decision, Katsura Kotonoha was about to speak. But then, a big black bag suddenly fell from the sky.
The big bag completely covered the top half of this spirit, and the opening at the bottom was getting tighter.
The waitress obviously didn't expect this. After realizing what was happening, it started struggling violently. It roared like a wild animal.
Clang clang.
Hearing this roar, the other waitresses were finally alarmed. They all pushed their little carts toward this side.
But maybe they were too weak, or something else. These waitresses moved very slowly, like old people pushing wheelchairs.
"Damn it, this isn't some easy thing!" But the middle-aged woman who covered the waitress with the black bag looked serious and spoke sternly. "I'm going to be in trouble again!" Saying that, she took out a pair of scissors from her pocket.
Without hesitation, the middle-aged woman stabbed the waitress in the black bag with the scissors. With a "thud," the scissors easily pierced the waitress's right eye socket, and black dirty blood dripped down the scissors.
Hitting her target, the middle-aged woman pulled out the scissors without hesitation and stabbed the waitress again. With each sound of the knife cutting into flesh, the waitress gradually stopped struggling.
Very violent, very bloody.
This scene was like a terrifying murder scene, a normal person would probably be scared to death.
But Katsura Kotonoha was obviously not a normal person. Not only did she watch with interest, but she even took pictures and shared them in the group.
Huff.
Completely getting rid of the waitress, the middle-aged woman took a deep breath. Without saying much, she grabbed Katsura Kotonoha's arm and walked out of the restaurant. "Remember, never try to scream! If you don't want to die!"
This middle-aged woman obviously thought Katsura Kotonoha was a normal person who had been scared silly, and her words were full of warning.
Katsura Kotonoha was silent for a moment, and in accordance with the scenes in movies and TV, she asked cooperatively, "Who are you? What's going on here?"
"My name is Jones, you can call me Ms. Jones." The middle-aged woman didn't look back, and her pace was very fast. "Also, I'm the owner, legal person, and representative of the Jones Exorcism Agency."
"May I ask, are you the only one in this agency?" Katsura Kotonoha asked with a twitch of her mouth.
"No, I also have a professional informant." The middle-aged woman answered, and then said, "This used to be the most popular Italian restaurant on Baker Street, but now, as you can see, it has become a paradise for ghosts. Be glad, Asian girl. If you had answered the waitress's question, you would have become meat on the Dosu board."
"Meat on the Dosu board?"
"Oh, yes. If you answered their questions, they would hypnotize you and take you to the kitchen. Then they might grind you into meat filling or make you into sausage, who knows? Maybe they'll grind your ashes into powder and make pasta."
Damn, I'm glad I didn't eat that noodle.
Katsura Kotonoha's face was a little dark, was I almost eating noodles made from human ashes?
"Are you scared?" Feeling Katsura Kotonoha's silence, Jones thought she was frightened. "It's okay, I can understand how you feel. After all, a normal person in this situation... Ah!" At the end of her sentence, she suddenly screamed.
Her arm was firmly grabbed by a black hand extending from the wall on the side. Seeming to not have expected this, Jones was stunned.
Uh.
Katsura Kotonoha's face darkened again, is this woman really an exorcist? Really?
While she was complaining in her heart, several more black hands extended from the wall over there. They grabbed Jones's right leg and ankle, and two other black hands attacked this side of Kotonoha.
"Oh, damn it!" After a brief shock, Jones reacted. She quickly reached into her pocket with her free left hand and started rummaging, finally taking out an old-fashioned playing card. "I didn't want to use it, I really didn't want to use it!"
What a strange feeling.
Katsura Kotonoha felt a very ominous feeling from that playing card. The terror of this feeling even exceeded the black shadow she encountered with Janet last time.
"I wish, let this restaurant return to its original state!" Holding the playing card, Jones shouted loudly.
As soon as she finished speaking, the shadow in the playing card began to drip like ink. An image of a demon with two horns gradually appeared, and the two pure white eyeballs emitted a strange light.
At the same time, Katsura Kotonoha could clearly see that one of Jones's eyes had also turned pure white. Waves of energy spread out from her, in all directions.
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