Game leveling is invincible

Chapter 133 135. [Main World] Mao Yuyu Wushuang Dances
At this time, the person who searched Mafuyu-sensei's room had already taken out the sealed box, and was about to put the videotape in it and take it away.

How can such a thing be tolerated?Nan Xiao immediately instructed Mao Yuyu: kill all the people in the room, but don't destroy the room, especially the video tape.

To be honest, for a full-level Junimo, this requirement is really difficult.Their two skills are large-scale and indiscriminate powerful attacks. They want to kill people without destroying the environment. It's like carving flowers on tofu. It's very difficult.

I think you are embarrassing me, Mao Yuyu, and similar dissatisfaction and protests came from the spiritual connection.

"Hey, when things are done, please go to the Nibo National Museum, where you can eat ancient jade articles as you like."

Immediately, Mao Yuyu was happy, and said that she would definitely get things done.

The little guy is still very smart.Go invisible first, then grab the sickle that Mafuyu-sensei hangs on the wall.Come out, majestic!Who said I can't kill people without breathing fire?
Seeing the long and big sickle on the wall suddenly "fly up by itself", several people in the room were almost scared to death: Nani, is this the arrival of death?
It was really the god of death coming. With a wave of the sickle, a man's neck was broken, and his head was rolling around on the ground.

The sickle is genuine, made of patterned steel, a real knife made by the master ABS knife maker in the United States.Nan Xiao has watched the video of the knife test, and a single knife can cut several hundred catties of American wild boar in half.With such a knife, cutting a head is not like mowing grass.

Even though Mao Yuyu is only as big as a basketball, she is quite powerful after reaching the level.The sickle was only twenty kilograms, and it was spinning around in her hands.When the mood struck, she even enchanted the scythe.With a puff of fire, the blade ignited a layer of cold, dark flames.What a Q version of Black Flame Freed, very skillful and awesome.

"Hey, don't burn down the house." Nan Xiao reminded.

"No."

Really not.There were four people left in the room, all of whom were chopped off by her with a scythe.And the section was clean without a single drop of blood.

Only then did Nan Xiao understand why Mao Yuyu breathed fire on the blade.The thing is, when I killed the first person, a lot of blood spurted out, staining the curtains.In order to kill people without bleeding, she temporarily enchanted the blade with some fire damage.

"Very good, now go and kill those bad guys outside who are threatening the neighbors."

"Okay mama."

In order to smash the ancient jades in the National Museum, Mao Yuyu was so motivated that he flew out with a sickle.

At that moment, the people in the corridor witnessed the most terrifying scene.The scythe with the cold and dark flames flew in the air, controlled by an invisible hand, swung it round and cut people everywhere.

Many strong men in suits in the corridor drew their guns and fired at the sickle.

It was useless to fire.The scythe was spinning fast and the flames were dazzling, making it difficult to hit.Someone got hit, "Keng!", and the head of the knife was tilted.He was overjoyed and shouted to show his merit: "I won! I won!"

Then he hangs up.The sickle left the others who were closer, and purposely flew over to slash around the unlucky bastard.It was so miserable, even the gunman and the man were cut into eight pieces.

So everyone knew: this sickle is very mean, whoever hits it will be revenged by it.

This is still a hair!run!I don't know who yelled, and everyone ran away.In a blink of an eye, the corridor was clean, as if nothing had happened.

Nan Xiao hurriedly told Mao Yuyu not to chase, but to get the videotape first, and go back to the downstairs room to hide.

There is a big cardboard box at the door of the corridor, which is the vegetable field of an old man in the building.Vegetables are too expensive recently, so he is trying to grow tomatoes by indigenous methods.Mao Yuyu stuck the sickle into the cardboard box, ignored the ketchup, turned around and went back to Teacher Mafuyu's room.

After a long time, no one dared to come up downstairs.The soldiers wearing helmets poked their heads near the stairs, and when they saw the gleaming scythe, their necks retracted one after another.

Soon, Mao Yuyu flew back downstairs with the video tape.Very good, this is secure.

At the same time, at the small hotel, the middle-aged bureaucrats were still chattering to ask Nan Xiao to make concessions, ordering him to hand over Matsuki Kirisu to cooperate with the investigation.This person can really say that BB has not repeated it for a long time, and various legal provisions come out, sometimes citing scriptures, sometimes stern, sometimes soft.

With the video tape in hand, Nan Xiao has nothing to worry about.Just chatting, he took the opportunity to say something to the middle-aged bureaucrat: "Why do you want Mrs. Mafuyu? She is just a poor gentleman who teaches Japanese in a Japanese language school. She is of no use to you, right?"

"This is a state secret." The middle-aged bureaucrat said seriously.

What followed was another long and boring car chat.Why don't you make a mistake and hate it forever, young man, seeing you are so young, I hope you can learn more life experience and don't waste your future so easily.

Does this person really know nothing?
Nan Xiao was not reconciled, and continued to say: "Which important figure above values ​​her so much?"

"Of course it's Senator Furutegawa..."

Pa, the black-clothed bodyguard who had been in a state of boredom suddenly slapped the middle-aged bureaucrat across the face.The hand was so strong that his jaw was crooked. "We're going back," he said coldly to Nan Xiao, "I'm so sorry, this guy is too stupid to make you laugh. But this matter is not over yet, you will no longer be able to beat us sooner or later," he took out a A pitch-black card was placed on the table, "If you want to admit defeat, please call this number."

Do you want to kill these two people?After thinking for a while, Nan Xiao decided to let them go.

They were just two pawns, and they were worthless if they were killed.It is unwise to rush to escalate the conflict before seeing the opponent's hole cards clearly.He has an intuition that this matter will not end easily, and there must be various deep entanglements behind it.Be patient, he reminded himself, and don't act rashly.

After the useless door-to-door probing, the middle-aged bureaucrat looked ashen, and was escorted by black-clothed bodyguards to a mansion in Shibuya District.

It is said to be an escort, but it can also be said to be an escort. In short, the black-clothed bodyguards did not have a good face throughout the whole process.

Am I worthless?Frustration, frustration, and the like are written all over the faces of middle-aged bureaucrats.

This is a noble neighborhood in Shibuya, a very quiet and clean residential street.The car stopped in front of a heavy iron gate, and the lights flashed twice.Soon, the iron gate rose, and two men who were about as strong as the bodyguards in black came out.

The middle-aged bureaucrat lowered his car window and was unceremoniously exposed to a strong flashlight.He tried hard to block the dazzling white light, and said politely using honorifics: "I am Junichiro Toshima. I have a plan to visit Senator Furategawa. Can you let me in?"

One of the strong men took out his tablet and flicked for a while, then looked at the middle-aged bureaucrat's face and nodded.

(End of this chapter)