Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1381 Satan Comes (8)

"One Blood Reversal!"

Fu Yuanzhuo yelled and followed Yan Funing's footsteps. As a senior Two-dimensional, he not only prepared the metal baseball bat necessary for the gangsters, but also specially combed a "I am the Big Brother" Shinji Ito. Hedgehog hair, and only his special attack suit is his own, with standard bosozoku bloomers and riding boots.

In contrast, the others are more perfunctory, their faces are fine, and they are all wearing helmets, so they cannot be seen.The special attack uniforms are all from "Satan Descends", with the unified logo of "Satan Descends", but there are all styles of pants and shoes, and the cosplay is quite unprofessional.

"What are you yelling?" Gu Feifei glanced at Fu Yuanzhuo who was as excited as a chicken blood and asked.

Fu Yuanzhuo replied: "Japanese! It means together." After a pause, he said, "Aren't we pretending to be a bosozoku? Shouldn't we be speaking Japanese?"

"It seems so!" Gu Feifei said angrily, "Then shouldn't I put away my red faith?"

"Shuo is dead!"

"It's right in front! Pay attention to the disguise!" Yan Funing, who was running in the front, reminded tactfully.

Not far away is the T-junction of the sewer. Compared with the majestic main road like a palace, the sunken intersection is the size of a subway passage. The number-1307 is written in red paint on the top of the circular hole, on the other side of the hole mark the water level.Gunshots and shouts sounded in the corridor, as if the sound was turned up to the maximum in a closed room, shaking the running water on the ground with waves of ripples.Even if you haven't turned around, you can still see the reflection of the fire splashing from the circular wall and the flowing water on the ground.

Fu Yuanzhuo and Gu Feifei stopped talking, followed Yan Funing across the corner and jumped down the passage.Amidst the smog, a group of bosozoku who were wearing the same special attack suit with the words "Satan is coming" were pouring water at least half a meter deep, holding their guns and shooting at the blasted hole above.In the staggered flames, many bosozoku have already climbed up the stairs in the water.The sound of gunfire, police sirens, and the persuasion of tweeters all mixed together, creating an unusually loud noise.

Yan Funing glanced at the water level. The water level in such a huge underground waterway has reached 47 centimeters at this moment, completely submerging his knees.He still wanted to continue to observe. The group of original gangsters also spotted them. Many people raised their submachine guns and aimed at them, but seeing their outfits, they didn't shoot directly.

Yan Funing made a stop gesture, and the Tai Chi Dragon Chosen Ones who were disguised as bosozoku stopped.The two parties looked at each other from a distance in the sewer.

At this moment, the world seemed to be quiet for a moment.

The experienced Yan Funing, before the other party asked, shouted loudly: "Your Majesty Lucifer is on board!"

The other side froze for a moment, with a slightly surprised expression.

Seeing that Fu Yuanzhuo was in a bad situation, he immediately took out a white cloth strip from his pocket, held the end of it with his right hand, and threw it coolly. While the white cloth strip was flying in the air, he turned around handsomely, showing his embroidery On the back of a gorgeous red dragon and a giant golden tiger, a line of Chinese characters in dragons and phoenixes are arranged neatly and orderly on it. On the top is a line of "Satan is coming", and in the middle are "Invincible", "Booming Monk", "Seventh Generation". ", "Shang Shang", and the bottom line is "Yokohama".Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he put on a white ribbon, pulled out the baseball bat pinned to his waist, like pulling out a Japanese knife, and shouted in a deep voice: "Ye Lu dies bitterly!!"

Unknown language, exaggerated words, with gorgeous embroidery, coupled with a broom-high hedgehog head and extremely arrogant movements, the middle two has reached the extreme, this is exactly the way Japanese bosozokus greet.

Seeing the family leader with such a pure taste, the Japanese bosozokus no longer had any doubts, and shouted "Your Majesty Lucifer is on board!" and continued to climb towards the blasted breach.For a while, the screams of "Assault" and "His Majesty Lucifer on board" were heard endlessly.

Yan Funing waved his hand, indicating to move forward, and the group of them moved again, uttering uncoordinated ghostly yells, and ran towards the bosozoku who was charging upwards in the middle of the corridor.

"Sure enough, this kind of thing needs to be done professionally." After Gu Feifei said, he turned his head and asked, "What code did you just say? And what is written behind your back?"

"How do you say it?" Fu Yuanzhuo thought for a while, then replied with a light smile, "Just now, I just said hello. You understand it as 'buying the love family', 'gods block and kill gods, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha', 'buried love Duke Leng Shao'. You have to convert all of them into Martian language, which is probably what it means, outsiders can’t understand it, but Japanese killer Matt can understand it at a glance.”

"Fuck~" Gu Feifei said, "Is he so crazy and cool? Then why don't you teach me some domineering words?"

"All ての力の源よ, Hui き Burning ゆる Chi き Yan よ, I が手に集に力となれ!" Fu Yuanzhuo whispered passionately. (O source of all power, bright red flames burning, gather in my hands and become my power!)
"It's too long, let's make it shorter."

"月に代わってお仕化きよ. (on behalf of the moon to destroy you!)"

"MD, what do you mean?"

"It probably means 'If you destroy my heaven, I will break your wings'."

Someone interrupted from behind and said with a smile: "Brother Fanfan, don't believe this kid, he is lying to you, that's from "Sailor Moon"."

""Sailor Moon"? Doesn't it feel like a good word to hear this name? It won't be that kind."

Fu Yuanzhuo hurriedly said: "No way, no way" He smiled, "Then you just hit three times with one click! うんこ野郎! Abnormal! Die!"

At this time, Yan Funing was about to merge with the group of gangsters, turned his head and asked, "Did the tracker stop here?"

Gu Feifei looked down and said, "Yes!" He raised his head and said, "Up above is the Yokohama Police Department."

Yan Funing said in a low voice: "Everyone, be serious, things won't be that simple." He looked at the group of bosozoku who were charging up the stairs and said, "Let's follow up, don't show our traces, and help them push the police station away." come down."

Gu Feifei glanced at Yan Funing and said calmly, "You don't need to teach me about this."

"That's good." Yan Funing took the lead, shouting "Lucifer on board", rushed into the already sparse crowd of killers, took three steps at a time, jumped up a staircase, and quickly climbed to the ground.

The scene above was extremely chaotic, the sound of gunshots and the howling of motorcycle engines mixed together, echoing in the semi-enclosed space of the underground parking lot, the sound was deafeningly loud.

Yan Funing stooped and ran behind an overturned police car. It was a Toyota hybrid car, and the leaked engine oil gave off a strong smell.He half-bent, poked his head from the rear of the car, and observed the situation a little. Seven or eight police cars were blocked at the entrance of the parking lot, and a group of police officers holding explosion-proof shields blocked the elevator hall.In the parking lot, wearing a Japanese special attack uniform with colorful Chinese characters, he screamed strangely and charged towards the elevator hall with the vehicles in the parking lot.At the entrance of the parking lot, fighting broke out uninterruptedly, and the roar of motorcycle engines all came from outside.

Apparently, the Yokohama Police Station is being besieged by the "Satan Descending" gangsters.Although the police officers of the Yokohama Police Department are fully armed, wearing exoskeletons and holding electromagnetic guns.The weapons of the bosozoku are all outdated rice military standards, and they don't even have a few pieces of body armor, but there are too many people who can't stand the bosozoku, the number of police officers is too small, and there are obviously insufficient Japanese police officers He seemed to have given up guarding the entrance to the parking lot, and retreated while shooting, trying to join the police officers in the elevator hall.

The motorbike team that had been lingering outside for a long time seized the opportunity and roared, rushing in from the slope like a torrent of wild horses.But when he was about to enter the underground parking lot, he encountered a sudden interception.More than a dozen blue electric lights flashed like a net, and the knights were like flies that hit the grid. They first stuck to it, and then they twitched and were turned into coke by the electricity.Those strange-shaped motorcycles rolled over the concrete floor with sparks, and some crashed into police cars and exploded into sparks.Some smashed into the pillars, and they were smashed. , and some are like sharp knives, inserted into the spring-like anti-seismic dampers that are thicker than the columns.However, the bosozoku who didn't know the situation in the rear were still going forward.

"It seems that Xiyuanji Hongwan is not here." Yan Funing turned his head and said to Gu Feifei who was following up.

"how do you know?"

"Although the police force is concentrated in Minato Mirai, it is impossible for the other party to send only gladiators to guard such an important figure as Saiyuanji Benimaru."

"Maybe the master is guarding Xiyuanji Benimaru? Do you think there is no need to take action in such a small scene?"

Yan Funing said in a low voice: "I have countless doubts in my heart. When you believe in that person, you can find many explanations for these doubts. But when you don't believe in that person, every doubt is almost a solid hammer."

Gu Feifei glanced at the flashing red dot on the tracker, then looked up at the ceiling, "So you think this is a trap?"

Yan Funing shook his head, "It shouldn't be a trap. But there is no doubt that he wants to use our power to achieve a certain purpose."

Gu Feifei frowned, "I think we have to trust him before we are sure that he is lying to us." After a pause, he continued, "Even if he is lying to us, it depends on what it is for. worthy of forgiveness”

Yan Funing seemed to know Gu Feifei again, and looked at him a few times, "I thought you were the kind of person who couldn't accept being deceived."

"It used to be." Gu Feifei observed the situation in the parking lot and replied casually.

Yan Funing smiled, "Then we will follow what he said and finish cleaning first?"

Gu Feifei nodded, "The tracker shows that he is currently on the tenth floor."

Yan Funing looked over and said, "I'll deal with the police officers in the elevator hall, and you deal with the police officers at the entrance."

Gu Feifei nodded, "No problem. Let's see who gets to the tenth floor first." Without waiting for Yan Funing's consent, he raised his finger and started counting down, "32"

Yan Funing glanced at Gu Feifei and responded coldly: "Boring."

As soon as the words were spoken, Gu Feifei rushed towards the police officers at the entrance like an arrow off the string.

Yan Funing straightened up, walked out from behind the police car unhurriedly, like a shadow lurking in the darkness, walked quietly towards the elevator hall along the place where the light could not reach.

Ten other members of the Tai Chi Dragon were rushing out following Gu Feifei.The other nine people mixed with Fu Yuanzhuo among the gangsters, and shot while moving towards the elevator hall.With Fu Yuanzhuo, a senior two-dimensional leader, he felt no disobedience when he joined the bosozoku. Some people even followed him to shoot at the elevator hall in awe of the title of "Boss Monk Seventh Generation" behind him.

In order not to expose the identities of the chosen ones, they all used the "signal shielding ring". When the latest "signal shielding ring" is taken off, it will not be recognized as a system bug, so it is forced to return to the main body.But when it is not taken off, the skill still cannot be used.

Yan Funing, acting alone, found the body of a police officer lying on the ground in a corner where no one was paying attention. The police officer leaning on the anti-seismic damper had no obvious injuries, but the exoskeleton was broken in several places.He judged that this unlucky guy died from the explosion, and there was a high probability that he was thrown into the air and hit the anti-seismic damper. His brain and internal organs were injured, and he fell to death directly.

Yan Funing dragged the corpse to the backside of the anti-seismic damper, quickly took off the walkie-talkie hanging on the other side's body, picked up the NGSW XM5 submachine gun in the hands of the corpse, leaned against the wall, and then groped around the corpse.Wallets, mobile phones, car keys and a pistol were found.Throwing down his wallet and mobile phone, he removed the other party's exoskeleton, took off the other party's police uniform, and quickly changed it.Lifted the NGSW XM5, put the pistol into the pouch, took the Lexus car key, and started looking for it while pressing the key.

Soon he was at the edge of the parking lot and found the Lexus police car with flashing lights. He opened the door, threw the submachine gun in the passenger seat, got in the car, held the steering wheel, and pressed the start button.When the instrument panel, display screen and car lights were all on, he raised his hand and pressed the warning light, the red light began to spin faintly, and the siren also exploded amidst the messy and noisy sound, like a torrent.Putting the gear into neutral, Yan Funing directly stepped on the accelerator, and before the sharp idling sound of the engine reached its peak, he pressed the gear forcibly and shifted into D gear. After a "click", a cloud of smoke exploded from the rear of the Lexus and bounced out, like a tiger out of the cage, heading straight for the elevator hall along the dark driveway.

The police car with its lights on flew for more than 20 meters, flicked its tail violently, hit the concrete column, and turned to the driveway facing the elevator hall.The bosozoku who charged along the road were startled by the police car that suddenly rushed out, and some people subconsciously shot at the police car.

Yan Funing glanced out the window, and immediately saw Fu Yuanzhuo who had grown ten centimeters by relying on his hairstyle, "Fu Yuanzhuo, tell those runaways not to shoot me."

"Received." Fu Yuanzhuo rushed to the side of the road with the broom on his head, raised his hands and waved them like a lizard with its throat fan open, and shouted in Japanese: "Don't shoot, your own." Special attack without buttons The clothes were opened, revealing the illustrations of anime characters on the lining - Sanjiu on the left and Rem on the right.

In the midst of the hail of bullets, this scene was particularly joyful, but for the new generation of Japanese killers, it was too hot.

The gunshots stopped instantly, and the parking lot, which hadn't been quiet for a second, became quiet, leaving only the roar of Lexus sweeping like a storm.

The police officer holding the explosion-proof shield also noticed something strange. The blue and white current beam, like a rain curtain that could not be avoided, came across Lexus.

The bullet hit the car body with a "snap, slap, slap", and the glass of the rear window cracked into pieces in a blink of an eye, and there were several holes on both sides of the car.Directly ahead, the dense current beam also acts as a hood.

Yan Funing could ignore the bullets, but he couldn't ignore the current beams that could directly stop the car, and instantly activated the energy shield. Those current beams were like raindrops thrown into the sea, disappearing without a single ripple.

When the kamikaze officers realized something was wrong and wanted to change their weapons, it was too late.The bull-like Lexus was already within reach, the wheels slammed onto the steps, the front of the car lifted up, and the whole car seemed to jump up, smashing into a row of police officers holding explosion-proof shields in the elevator hall.

Yan Funing opened the car door in mid-air, turned over on his side, and in mid-air, he judged from the reactions of the ten kamikaze officers that those were carriers and those were real people. The muzzle of NGSW XM5 flashed red, and the bullets seemed to be equipped with an automatic navigation system, one after another, precisely hitting the connection between the helmet and the exoskeleton.The eight police officers who were still holding their guns were bleeding blood on their necks, and they fell back with their heads tilted.

At this time, the car hadn't landed yet, and he stepped on the body covered with bullet holes. The Lexus deflected, accelerated and smashed towards the Kamikaze police officer who was about to catch the police car on the right side of the queue.He's the only one who's dropped his electromagnetic gun and wants to pick up the car with his bare hands.

Yan Funing's target was not that person. When the Lexus hit the opponent, he landed like a ghost on the back of another police officer who pulled out a long knife and tried to chop at him.

A mass of white light bloomed together with the flames of the car explosion, like a gas explosion. Amidst the thunderous noise, violent tongues of flame swelled out from the door of the elevator. The eight corpses instantly turned into coke, and the elevator door was crushed. It exploded completely deformed, exposing the empty elevator shaft, and the scorching red flames covered the two strands of DNA helix.

In the raging flames, Yan Funing, who was holding NGSW XM5, bent down in a circle of golden light shields, and when he picked up the policeman's cap next to half of the corpse at his feet, he happened to see the blank and unwilling eyes of the other party. At that time, the soul in that half of the body had not completely dissipated, his movements froze in mid-air, and there was a pause for a few seconds. He said softly: "You must sweat to eat until death comes. This is not punishment, but Liberation, you are dust, and you will return to dust, and no one can escape."

He straightened up, put on his police cap, and walked forward. The flames instantly engulfed the circle that was still empty just now, and burned the half of the corpse to ashes.

The misty dust and smoke lingered in the crimson flames, and Yan Funing suddenly felt a little sad. He walked up the stairs slowly, and amidst the explosion, he whispered to himself, "So, what have you changed?"

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Meanwhile, the Yokohama Peace Conference Center.

"Next, welcome to Commander Koizumi Kyojiro, and give a speech!"

Amid the applause, Koizumi Kyojiro, dressed in a black suit and covered in tinfoil, stood up from the middle of the first row. He first greeted important figures Sun Yong and Joshua Rottchild on both sides. Then he turned around and waved his hand to the back, then straightened his slightly open shirt collar thoughtfully, and walked confidently to the stage under the slightly surprised eyes of everyone.

Hearing that the applause was a bit sparse, it was completely incomparable with those Internet celebrity candidates. Yasutoshi Matsumoto, who was standing around the hall, was a little anxious, and while beckoning the surrounding subordinates to applaud vigorously, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Wouldn't the appearance of the commander-in-chief be a little frivolous? It always makes me feel that I am not in a serious international conference venue, but in the Hanaji show in Kabukicho First Street?" The person in charge of security work next to him The highest chief of the Metropolitan Police Department, Chief of Police, Kiyofumi Hamada, slapped his hands vigorously, tilted his head and whispered to Ben Yasutoshi, "This look reminds me of the top class in the Cowherd world—Shota Hirayo."

"Ah~" Yasutoshi Matsumoto pretended to be amazed, "I didn't expect Hamada-san to be so familiar with the cowherd business."

"No, no, no" Kiyofumi Hamada quickly waved his hands, "I don't have that kind of hobby, I just heard that the TV station put up a variety show, and invited well-known cowherds from all over the country to participate, and every cowherd seemed to participate The same as the general election campaign, to solicit sponsorship, solicit votes, and the person who wins the PK on TV will be awarded the title of the most beautiful man in Japan. Not only is the enthronement ceremony held, but every cowboy who sees him must call him He's the 'No. [-] most beautiful man', didn't Matsumoto-san read the news?"

"I seem to be a little impressed by what you said." Yasutoshi Matsumoto smiled and said, "Don't worry, no matter how interested you are in Niu Lang, I will not tell my wife."

Yasutoshi Matsumoto's wife, Rinko Sato, is the second daughter of the Sato family, and Mrs. Kiyofumi Hamada's father, Hikaru Sawada, is the uncle of Rinko Sato's sister, Reiko Sato, who is currently the Minister of Finance of the Ministry of Finance.Speaking of which, the two are still related. Every time the Sato family gathers half of the political circle, they and their wives have to meet.

Kiyofumi Hamada sighed, but couldn't help but said again: "If the image is used to determine the outcome, compared with Saiyuanji-san, Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief, you are really a crushing defeat!"

Yasutoshi Matsumoto shook his head, "It's not the fault of the styling. With the same styling and clothing, let Saizonoji-san stand on the stage, I think the ratings will increase by several percentage points, right?"

"That's right, Xiyuanji-san is the real number one handsome man in Japan!" Kiyofumi Hamada's tone was full of yearning, probably realizing that there was something wrong with his tone, so he changed the subject and said, "That's right. It's a pity that he is a lunatic. If he is not a lunatic, he is the most suitable person to represent our kamikaze image"

"If he participates in the election, I'm afraid that all the women will vote for him." Yasutoshi Matsumoto also realized that he had said something wrong, coughed and said, "Don't let the commander-in-chief hear such words."

While the two were chatting, Koizumi Kyojiro had already walked to the black marble podium in the middle of the stage. On the big screen behind him, the colorful logo of "The Chosen Federation" was slowly rotating, gradually turning into took his shot.He glanced back, adjusted the microphone slightly, and said with a smile: "First of all, on behalf of Kamikaze, I welcome everyone to Japan, to the beautiful Yokohama. Secondly, I would like to thank the head of Taiji Dragon Sun Yongfu and Xingmen Secretary of State Joshua Rottchild, and everyone present at the meeting, took part in the meeting despite their busy schedules. We all know that the world is now at a historic watershed. Four years ago, led by Lucifer The aftermath of the disaster of the century triggered by the Black Death has not disappeared, and those terrorists are constantly creating new turmoil. In order to maintain world peace and stability, and to maintain human values, we must unite, work together, and fight against The Black Death and Satan are coming. The sinful Lucifer must be punished and severely punished.”

When Koizumi Kyojiro was reciting his speech with great emotion, suddenly, the big screen behind him, which was supposed to be his lens, flashed with snowflakes, and the slightly noisy sound filled the tall and wide conference hall.

After the guests attending the meeting experienced the turmoil in the morning, many people stood up and looked around anxiously.

Koizumi Kyojiro standing on the stage first looked back at the big screen, then patted the topic and found that there was no sound, so he frowned and waved to Matsumoto Yasutoshi off the stage, expressing annoyed expression to quickly repair the equipment.

Yasutoshi Matsumoto was also a little baffled, and quickly looked at the director of broadcasting Fukuda Kei who was standing on the edge of the stage with the same angry expression, thinking that the other party was not only his subordinate, but also his cousin's brother-in-law, and this job was only because of him. He lowered his volume a little, "Qingsang, what's going on?"

Fukuda Qing immediately turned around and passed his facial expressions and words to the person in charge of technology beside him, "What are you doing? Why are there no pictures or sounds?"

The person in charge of the technology looked at Futian Qing with an aggrieved and innocent face, and replied Qiqi Ai: "I don't know either."

Thinking that the other party is the younger brother of his mistress, who doesn't understand technology at all, Fukuda Qing angrily yelled at him in a low voice: "Go backstage and have a look!"

After seeing the other party bow and run to the backstage, he turned his head to face Yasutoshi Matsumoto, his face became ashamed and humble, "Brother Matsumoto, that kid has gone to find out the situation now, and he should be able to fix it soon."

"It was an accident, it was an unforgivable accident!"

Fukuda Qing, who is well versed in apology etiquette, quickly and skillfully adopted the apology posture of the fifth stage, bent his old waist, and bowed deeply, "I apologize for everything that can be forgiven! How can you not forgive me? I but yours"

"What are you babbling about?"

When he found out that he had accidentally spoken the truth, Fukuda Kei, who was in a panic, directly bowed and apologized "Shin し エ ご ざ い ま せ ん" and knelt down directly to become "Dogeza", "I didn't mean that. I mean, I'm very sorry for my actions. I have caused you great trouble, and I would like to apologize from the bottom of my heart. There is really no excuse for this.”

Yasutoshi Matsumoto suppressed his anger and said, "This trivial matter can't be handled well, why don't you go backstage and see what happened!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Fukuda Qing couldn't care about the surprised sights around him, he climbed down from the ground, and was about to run towards the backstage in small steps, away from the right and wrong, when he heard the noise of electric current reverberating over the venue and turned into a frequency-modulated sound. It's like the radio is tuning the channel.He raised his head subconsciously, and saw the rolling snowflakes jump twice at a faster speed, turning into continuous raindrops.Those irritating "呲,呵" sounds also turned into pleasant music.

"そんな気持ちはいらない (Don't need that kind of mood)
やさしい Shh naらやめて (Don't tell soft lies)

See used to れないシャツを着た (not used to wearing shirts)

あなたにつぶやいた (Whispering to you)"

The lingering and slightly sad voice is in the air, like rainwater falling to the ground, converging into a stream, reflecting the urban neon lights flowing towards the gutter.Some psychedelic, some dirty, some thorough, and some distant.

"What is this?" Matsumoto Yasutoshi said to himself in astonishment.

"I know!" Fukuda Kei hurriedly replied, "It's "Monochrome" by Naoko Kushima."

"Do you want to talk?" Yasutoshi Matsumoto clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth, "You idiot, I mean the images on the screen!"

"Oh!" Fukuda Qing touched the back of his head and said, "It looks like rain?"

"Do I want to listen to your guess? Why are you still here? Why don't you go backstage and have a look?" Matsumoto Yasutoshi asked three soul questions.

Fukuda Qing bowed deeply again, "Sorry, I'm going now!"

"Is this something that an apology can solve?"

Fukuda Qing hesitated for a moment, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Then how many more times?"

Yasutoshi Matsumoto was a little crazy, stroked his forehead, and said with a painful face: "How could I fall in love with such a fool as you?"

Fukuda Kei did not seem to hear Matsumoto Yasutoshi's complaints, he shouted with joy: "The picture is back to normal! The picture is back to normal!" But the joy on that face soon became unbelievable, and he trembled. Pursing his lips, he pointed to the big screen and said, "Look, look, isn't that Xiyuanji-san?"

Yasutoshi Matsumoto raised his head quickly, and saw that in the erratic raindrops, Benimaru of Saiyuanji was wearing a gorgeous red gown, and the long black hair hanging down his shoulders was flowing like rain along the scarlet gown with the family crest and black dragon on it. There was nothing painted on her nails, but there was a clear pink, and her flawless face was set off by the bright and luxurious gown like a lily in a rainstorm.He propped his chin in one hand, and held up an oil-paper umbrella painted with "Qiao Ji" in the other. He sat in front of a small round table with a cup of coffee and a black SONY radio on the table.

He sat there quietly, like the peerless beauty in the advertisement, glamorous and pure.

For a while, the venue as huge as the gymnasium fell silent. Those who were uneasy standing up thought it was some kind of promotional video arranged by Kamikaze, and all sat down.Everyone stopped whispering and looked at the big screen.Even Kyojiro Koizumi turned his head and stared at Benimaru Saizonoji who was more famous than a movie star on the screen.

"Xiyuanji-san is so beautiful!" Fukuda Qing completely forgot about rushing to the backstage, and murmured distractedly.

However, Yasutoshi Matsumoto realized that something was wrong. He didn't bother to reprimand Fukuda Kei, and hurried to the side of the venue, grabbed Hamada Kiyofumi's arm, and shook it vigorously a few times, shaking Hamada Kiyofumi who seemed to be in a dream, "Aren't you Said that Saiyuanji Benimaru was caught? They are being sent to Tokyo!"

"That's right!" Hamada Kiyofumi shuddered, feeling terrified, "How could he appear on the big screen?"

"Is what you caught the real body of Xiyuanji Benimaru?"

"One hundred percent yes! I've confirmed it several times." Hamada Kiyofumi said firmly.

"Then what's going on?"

"Could it be that Saienji-san filmed it in advance? Or, this is not Saienji Benimaru at all, but his sister Saienji Aoi?" Hamada Kiyofumi stared at the big screen of Saienji Benimaru said suspiciously, he touched his chin, "No, this is not his sister, this is Xiyuanji Benimaru, with an Adam's apple."

"Call Fukuda and ask him if there's anything going on!" Matsumoto Yasutoshi said eagerly.

"exactly!"

Hamada Kiyofumi hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and when he was frantically making a call, Naoko Kushima's charming voice with a hint of laziness faded away without any delay, like the fading rain.

Yasutoshi Matsumoto and Kiyofumi Hamada looked at the big screen at the same time, and saw Benimaru Xienji sitting up straight and turning the tuning knob. Terabenimaru spoke.

"Hello, everyone~ I'm so glad that you all came to Yokohama and gave me the opportunity to realize my wish." Benimaru Saienji held an umbrella, bowed slightly, with an elegant demeanor, "Thank you all sincerely."

As soon as he spoke, those jelly-like elastic lips twitched lightly, making his lily-like face exude a seductive sensory stimulation.He spoke with a smile on his face, but that smile was not kind, but very cold, like an executioner who comforted people not to be afraid.

Kiyofumi Hamada forgot that he was making a call. When a gentle notification sound came from the mobile phone, "お按けになった号はNow, Power が", he was startled and almost dropped the phone from his ear.

"It's turned off!?" Matsumoto Yasutoshi also heard the familiar voice and asked tremblingly.

Hamada Kiyofumi nodded, and said with difficulty: "Yes."

"What about the rest?"

Hamada Kiyofumi smiled wryly, made another phone call, and said softly, "I'm afraid more bad luck than good luck."

"Then where is he now? Where is it raining now?" Matsumoto Yasutoshi patrolled left and right, angrily shouting at the overwhelmed security personnel next to him, "What are you still doing here in a daze? Find a way! Find and escort Xiyuanjihong Where did Maru's convoy go!"

Kiyofumi Hamada heard the same reply again on the phone. He stared at Benimaru Xienji walking in the rain holding an umbrella on the screen, opened his mouth wide, his eyes were full of horror, and stammered: "Don't look for it anymore. .he's just...below" he rolls his throat, "our our .below"

"Next?" Matsumoto Yasutoshi asked in astonishment.

"Refuge!" Kiyofumi Hamada held his head in both hands, his phone hit the floor directly, and he groaned in despair like a soul, "He's in the refuge now!"

Yasutoshi Matsumoto shook his head again and again, "Impossible, absolutely impossible." He still couldn't believe that Benimaru Saienji was in the refuge, maybe he wanted to use this reason to convince himself, so he looked around and forced everyone He smiled and said, "The refuge has been closed long ago, it is impossible for him to get in, and it is impossible for anyone to get in."

Facing Yasutoshi Matsumoto, whose smile was uglier than crying, the others remained silent.

In the weird silence, a man who knocked over the guard and hurried over saluted Hamada Qingfumi in a panic, and said in a panic: "Report. Report to the director." When Hamada Qingfu looked at him, He rolled his throat and said in a low voice, "We...the police station is, the Yokohama police station is occupied by the 'Satan is coming'!"

"Takeda-san, is this important now? The important thing is to go to the refuge as soon as possible." Kiyofumi Hamada frowned and stared at the chief of the Yokohama Police Department, Takeda Ping, and blamed, "Go and find the person in charge of the refuge. .”

"He, he, he is gone"

"what??"

"Xin Teng-san said he was going to check the situation at Port No. [-], but he disappeared. I asked his deputy and his deputy said that if the explosion at Port No. [-] is serious, it may indeed affect the refuge." Takeda-san swallowed With a mouthful of saliva, "Also. The Yokohama Police Department is related to the shelter."

Yasutoshi Matsumoto, who was absent-minded, suddenly woke up, took a step across, and grabbed the man by the collar, "What do you mean?"

Takeda-san, who tilted his head back, straightened his glasses that almost fell off the bridge of his nose, and quickly said: "When the shelter encounters a tsunami, if the sewers of No. 1307 and No. 1318 are all flooded, the air duct system will alarm and the emergency will be opened. Ventilation ducts. The emergency ventilation ducts are not on the ground, but are connected to the top floor of the Yokohama Police Station Building, which is the building with the highest disaster resistance level in Yokohama, even if it is a magnitude [-] earthquake and a magnitude [-] tsunami."

Kiyofumi Hamada muttered to himself first, "In other words, instead of returning to the original body, we only need to enter the underground shelter from the Yokohama Police Station?" He seemed to wake up suddenly, interrupting Takeda-san's thoughts , cursed loudly, "Who came up with the idea to gather the bodies of all the participants in the shelter?"

Yasutoshi Matsumoto's mind was in turmoil, and he only remembered that he thought the idea was good at the time, so he vaguely changed the direction of the discussion, and pretended to say lightly: "Now is not the time to pursue this, and the commander-in-chief must be notified now."

Just at this time, Benimaru of Xiyuanji on the big screen stopped in his tracks. He was holding a radio in one hand and an umbrella in the other. Around him, there were densely packed body protection devices made by kamikaze—"style God Taishang" in the middle.The ventilation device on the roof is like rain, and the vermilion cylinders carved with various shikigami are like guardian sculptures displayed in the shrine.Those crimson metal utensils were a little wet, and under the light, they glowed with a cold and gorgeous light, which reminded people of Chinese-style coffins.

This scene is very strange, like a typical Japanese horror movie, accompanied by soothing music, it makes the heart pound.The guests in the hall became commotion again, and everyone recognized it. The place in the picture was the refuge where they stayed not long ago.

Saienji Benimaru faced the camera, smiled and said, "Everyone must be curious, what do I want to do?" He turned his head and looked to the side. Take an umbrella.That graceful and elegant movement is like casting a spell.The protection device, which should have been opened only from the inside, slid open silently, revealing the body lying inside.

Standing in the middle of the stage, Kyojiro Koizumi saw his face appearing on the big screen again, and immediately changed his expression. He opened his mouth to say something when he saw Benimaru Saigenji hang up the radio On the handle of the umbrella, with his free right hand, he drew out an ancient three-eyed firecracker stuck in his waist.The ruthless man fired at "Shikigami Taishang" without even looking at it.

"Bang~", the flames burst out, and Koizumi Kyojiro witnessed his own body being shot in the head, and his head exploded like a watermelon being smashed open by a hammer.Red and white sac fluid was scattered all over the box, and blood spots and white brain matter splashed on Xiyuanji Benimaru's body, and even a few drops splashed on his fair face, like rouge that was applied.

"Xiyuan Temple, why are you?"

Before the astonishment on Koizumi Kyojiro's face disappeared, it turned into a DNA helix.

After a moment of silence, this unexpected scene finally aroused roars and screams in the hall.

Yasutoshi Matsumoto's teeth were chattering, and his body was sleeping in the "Shikigami Taisho" next to Koizumi Kyojiro, "Saienji Benimaru, is he crazy? Does he know what he did??"

"What did you do? Just followed the tradition and killed a leader." Kiyofumi Hamada said bitterly, "And you shouldn't ask if Benimaru is crazy, he has never been normal. Don't ask." What is he going to do, how can normal people like us guess through crazy thoughts?"

Seionji Benimaru seemed to have heard the conversation between Matsumoto Yasutoshi and Hamada Kiyofumi, twirling the three-eyed firecracker with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Silence! Silence! I'm not a murderer, everyone, don't be nervous, don't make noise , and don’t try to return to the body, return to the body, you can only die faster.”

The venue immediately fell silent, and every heavy breath could be heard clearly.People stared at the big screen in fear, paying attention to every move of Xiyuanji Benimaru.

"Very good." Xiyuanji Benimaru nodded, "Benner Nelson, you should be in the venue?"

Benner Nelson, who was sitting in the reporter's seat, ignored Palma's dissuasion, raised his hand without hesitation, and said excitedly, "I'm here! This beautiful gentleman, what do you need me to do for you?"

"Actually, there is nothing particularly important. Now the live broadcast signal has been cut off by Japanese officials, but it doesn't matter, and you. I hope you will start the live broadcast now, use your influence, and convey a message for me. I hope Lucifer That coward stood up and gave me a call." Xiyuanji Benimaru paused, and said unhurriedly, "If he doesn't respond, I will kill everyone here, including his ex-wife."

(End of this chapter)