"Chichi! Chichi!"

Shoggoth said in a dignified manner.

"Eh?"

Hayakawa Akira was stunned, he must not understand the Shoggoth language, but the next second he was stunned, the Shoggoths seemed to notice that Hayakawa Akira didn't understand.

So in the next second.

"Guest, please use sugar."

A light and agile female voice came from the Shoggoth's body.

"Uh...thank you." Hayakawa Akira was a little confused, but he still took the sugar cube wrapped in the little tentacle, subconsciously put it in the cup and started stirring.

"Okay, now let's talk about the contract."

Fang Mo was already used to this scene. He waved and the Shoggoth jumped directly into his hand. So he stroked the Shoggoth and said, "What do you want to trade with me again?"

"I'm tired."

After hearing this, Hayakawa Akira also put down the mixing spoon and said straight to the point: "Please give me the power to kill the gun demon."

"The price is very serious."

"I know."

Hayakawa Akira said: "As long as you can kill the demon of the gun, you can take everything from me, my memory, my emotions, my body, my life span, my soul. I will dedicate everything to you."

"As long as it kills the gun demon?"

Fang Mo asked.

"That's right." Hayakawa Qiu nodded, with the expression on his face as calm as ever: "From the beginning, my life has only been about revenge. During this period, I have met many people and experienced many things, but in the end, I have only left

I'm tired of killing myself. If possible, I might as well die like this with the Demon of the Gun."

"are you sure?"

Fang Mo asked: "Once the contract is reached, even if you regret it, it will be too late."

"I am sure."

Hayakawa Akira said seriously.

"Okay." Fang Mo shrugged: "In that case, I will first take part of your life as a deposit, is that okay?"

"no problem."

Hayakawa Qiu nodded.

Fang Mo didn't say anything, he just raised his hand and put it on Hayakawa Qiu, and then quickly took his hand away: "Okay, I have sucked away the life span, and the contract is fulfilled."

"Um."

Hayakawa Qiu nodded, and then asked: "How long... can I live now?"

"five……"

"Five years?" Hayakawa Qiu nodded subconsciously: "In this case, if you try hard to collect meat pieces, you should be able to kill the evil gun..."

"Four..." Fang Mo stared at Hayakawa Qiu and said, "Three...two..."

"???"
Chapter completed!