Reborn with Hokage Kobe, Japan

"Finally, I finally have the confidence to face the world!"

Xia Ya clenched her fists and her face flushed with excitement. A big stone that had been suppressed in her chest for a long time was finally lifted.

At the same time, he also discovered that his abilities could be distributed to the apostles. If the apostles continued to use skills to gain a lot of proficiency, then this proficiency would be fed back to Char to achieve rapid upgrades.In other words, the more power given to the apostles, the faster the skills will be upgraded.

In this way, the value of the apostle has not only been strengthened, but the cherishment of the seeds has also been greatly improved. Isn't this the legendary AFK package?Even if you are not qualified, you can continue to gain experience and strengthen yourself.

But should we share this power with Bai Ying now?Xia Ya frowned and hesitated. Given a woman's ability and desire to explore, giving her too many benefits at once would probably do more harm than good. It's not that she is stingy or distrustful, but Bai Ying's ability is obviously more suitable for "Ming" "On the surface, if the secret of her extraordinary power is revealed, not only will she lose the intelligence support from the press, but more importantly, she will have to take risks to rescue Bai Ying.

Bai Ying, who has strengthened her physical abilities before, does not need to improve her strength in the short term. She should leave this strength to the other two seeds.

At this time, a bright light suddenly flashed at the street entrance, and a bright black Sangtian car gradually drove into Xia Ya's sight.

………………

Click.

After the sound of a key opening the door, a man wearing a suit and leather shoes and gold-rimmed glasses opened the door and walked in. He was holding a black briefcase in his right hand, which contained the information collected in the afternoon. The assassination of Zuo Majie caused the entire Tiger Claw Gang to... It's almost boiling. Now I don't know how many people are dispatched to spread out in the Sannomiya area. Saburo Torao has vowed to find the murderer.

However, the process of Zomajie's assassination is still confidential. The only thing known is that the name of the suspected murderer is left on the wall.However, it is not certain whether it was a cover-up to deliberately confuse the police.

After entering the door, Obata glanced at the crack in the door next to him, then turned around and closed the door expressionlessly.

In the dark corridor, Obata didn't turn on the lights and just followed the path in his memory to the living room. He hated being illuminated by light, especially when it was dark outside and bright inside, he could easily be noticed by outsiders inside. Because of the moving figures and directions, he chose very dim lamps to light the entire room, and sometimes even didn't turn on the lights at all.

People who are accustomed to darkness will not look forward to the light, but they may be a little envious.

Obata put the valuable document package on the sofa, walked to the refrigerator nearby, opened the door and rummaged around inside. Because he leaned forward and kept flipping through the refrigerator with both hands, it was not clear what he was looking for from behind. What.

Suddenly, Sato turned around quickly, holding a .30-caliber revolver in each hand and pointing it behind him, and then heard two gunshots!

--Snapped!Snapped!

Two flashes of fire flashed in the dark living room, and the figure hiding in the shadows accompanied by the sound of gunshots was hit from the front, one to the heart and one to the liver very cleanly.

"Why...why..."

"The door has a small mechanism that I set up myself. It will neither make others care nor attract attention, but this small mechanism can let me know if anyone has penetrated into my house by avoiding the window alarm outside."

"That piece of white shredded paper at the door?"

"Yes."

--Snapped!

A gunshot!This time it was a headshot from close range, followed by the sound of a body falling to the ground.

Takeru Obata leaned against the wall and waited like this for a few minutes with his gun raised. These few minutes seemed as long as a year. Although Takeru Obata seemed to be calm and decisive in killing his opponent, at this time There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was so nervous that he held up his glasses that almost slipped off several times.

"Don't blame me, this is all your fault."

Obata Ken was a little annoyed, thinking that he should have noticed that Zomajie's death was a sign, but he did not expect that the enemy would come to the door so quickly. Who are these people, what are their plans, and their intelligence Who provided it? !

Is there a spy within the organization?Or is it that Toroe Saburo dislikes that he knows too much, and after killing Zomasuke, who has vaguely threatened his position, he actually wants to deal with him as well, the already estranged secretary?

At this time, Obata Takeru didn't know whether to continue to trust Saburo Toroe, or to follow his inner instinct and immediately withdraw from this vortex. He just came together with the Tiger Claw Gang to cooperate for personal reasons, and he was not willing to To the point of sacrificing his life for this nasty organization that only dares to run rampant in the shadows.

Let's get out of here and avoid the limelight for now, but we can't let anyone know where we are.

Reluctantly suppressing the turmoil in his stomach, Obata took out his mobile phone, smashed it into pieces and threw it into the trash can.Other things that could be traced to him, such as postcards and debit cards, were all thrown into the washing machine along with the bloody shirt.

Rushing into the bedroom, Takeru Obata pulled out the black suitcase that he had prepared on the bed. He had long expected this day and had made all the preparations four years ago. But even so, he still did not expect that he would Will fall into such a passive and embarrassing situation.

In the dark room, Obata prepared everything and picked up the landline phone to contact his confidants.

"Hey, it's me."

"Yes, get your things ready, I'll be right over."

"Well, and if I don't show up on time... let my sister know."

Click.

The phone hangs up.

Takeru Obata sat slumped on the sofa, the emotions surging in his heart slowly calming down.

In his 29 years of life, he has never faced death threats as close as tonight. Although he also helped Saburo Toroe with some dirty work, Obata Takeru would never pity those people.You know clearly that the loan you borrowed is from a loan shark, but you still come here to borrow money, just for the so-called overnight turnaround?It doesn't matter how many times those rubbish with a sense of luck die, they just pity their wives and daughters behind them.

Of course, it’s not just men who come to borrow money, there are also women, but nothing ends well in the end.Kabukicho needs to add "new blood" every once in a while to attract customers. Among these blood, there are various types from the youngest 16 to 35 years old. Where do you think this group of women appeared from? ?

The more you help the Tiger Claw Gang, the more things like this you will see. When your conscience is tortured again and again, all that is left is numbness and habit.

What's more, many of them were sent in by him himself.

At this time, Obata Takeru did not notice that the "corpse" behind him was squirming abnormally. The ruptured internal organs and heart were rapidly recovering under the strong self-regeneration ability. Then the corpse that was supposed to be dead opened its eyes.

Suddenly, the corpse turned over and bounced from the ground, rushing towards Obata Takeru at a speed like a ghost.

"!?"

There was a sound breaking through the air in the back of my head, and the threat of death seemed to be very close at hand!

Obata quickly reacted in that thousandth of a second, twisted around and raised his arms to defend. Then he felt a huge force bombarding his arm. With the crisp sound of fracture, Obata let out a painful cry. With an incomparable howl, the whole person flew several meters away, hit the wall hard, and then fell to the wooden floor.

The touch of both hands was gone, but the heart-wrenching pain made Obata's facial features distort.