Flying Milk

Traditional exorcism: holy water, a priest's useless babble, and the need to know the demon's true name—it's just too much hassle.
The innovated exorcism:
["You demon spawn, eat my laser weapon!"]
["Flagship, do you see that demon?"]
["Main star-annihilating cannon, charge up!"]
["Fire the cannon, and let it blast the hell out of them!"]
"Oh? Who said all Exorcists were pushovers?"]

The Heavily Armed Exorcist in America

Chen Yu didn't have to wait long before he saw the girl walking over with an apologetic expression.


"I'm sorry, sir, our boss said he doesn't plan to sell this restaurant," the girl said apologetically. Chen Yu wasn't surprised upon hearing this. After all, the restaurant's business was generally quite good, and there were quite a few people dining at the moment. Unless the owner was in desperate need of money, it would be unlikely for them to consider selling the establishment.


"Tell your boss that I'll offer five times the market price," Chen Yu said, extending his palm. Whether it sold was just a matter of price. He doubted that the old man could resist an offer of five times the market value. And if the owner did get tempted and wanted to deal with him, then what?


Naturally, they would need to negotiate at a different location.


Chapter Eighty-Five A Suspicious Man