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While attacking, Weston watched the activity level of his subordinates in the field.

Kirishima Ayato and Omori Yakumo dealt with the ground troops on the side. These cadres were slightly weaker than Weston, but the group of younger brothers they led could easily face a class of white pigeons.

The fighting acumen shown by Noro and Tatara in front of Weston is not weaker than his previous actions, the kind of unparalleled model who kills like a humanoid meat grinder among investigators.In terms of stamina, they might be stronger than Weston's illustrious form.

To Weston's surprise, they were controlling their own power.He has always been in a state that is not weaker than him, but not higher than him.

Weston looked at Takatsuki Izumi, the other's mouth exposed by the bandage was slightly upturned, and he said to him with his lips: "It's really amazing, leader~"

Was this intended to intimidate him?

'The real leader, even the second-in-command, can reach the same level as you did before. ’—that was probably what she meant.

The corners of Weston's mouth were also upturned, and he responded with lip language: "This is my subordinate, not yours. Even you are my subordinate... Aite, a mere cadre."

Takatsuki Izumi was slightly taken aback. Is this guy flirting with him...or has he really swollen to this extent?

She was too lazy to continue the conversation with this guy who had already bred ambition. What he did today determined how she would punish him tonight.

If you continue to die, the punishment will be heavier.How about riding on his face tonight while eating and humiliating him to let him figure out his identity...

Turning his head, Izumi Takatsuki saw two female investigators walking side by side, her Kazuko stretched out without hesitation, as if attacking like a thorn, he wanted to pierce the two figures directly.

"and many more!"

Weston rushed over to block the road.

Takatsuki Izumi's tone was puzzled: "What's the matter? Leader. If we want us to deal with the white pigeons, these two should be the same..."

"I still have use for these two women."

Izumi Takatsuki stared at Weston who was holding his wife in his arms, his expression under the bandage was full of mockery: "Aren't you going to let this kind of aunt go? Your child is even more ghostly than I imagined."

There are only two people here, and Takatsuki Izumi no longer talks to the leader as a subordinate, otherwise she will only be deflated, or in other words...don't let the dead guy challenge her patience.

"Don't get me wrong. Attacking the CCG also requires intelligence, and it is very convenient for a special investigator to be a hostage." Weston said seriously.

"Let me tell you, if you ghouls are smarter and have more power than humans, it is impossible for humans to rule society. The real superiors should know how to use their strength to infiltrate the general situation and wait for the time to come At that time, the ghouls were the pioneers who opened the door to the new era."

Takatsuki Izumi smiled and said, "Oh?"

Only ghosts would believe this kind of secondary disease.

"You will understand, help me stun them."

"Oh...Understood." Heh, this voice expressed various subtle emotions of Izumi Takatsuki at the moment, and at the same time Weston felt a chill in his bones, but he didn't care.

When Kiyoko Yasuura and Akatsuki Mado fainted, Weston carried them away from the battle. Although some investigators noticed that he was going to stop him, his younger brother Aya Kirishima was very strong.

"Leave it to us here! Leader." The blue-haired boy said.

"You guys also get ready, we are going to attack the CCG headquarters soon."

"Yes!"

Bringing Kiyoko Yasuura and Akatsuki Mado to the area completely away from the battle, Weston picked up the scalpel familiarly with the evil eyes flashing in the eyes of the two women...

"Then, the final stage of the second step before taking away the paper documents..."

In the next second, the sound of a knife slicing through the skin and opening the skull began to sound.

Accompanied by the fine language of the woods after ten minutes, 'I am your Masater', 'Yes, I am the master's slave. ', 'All your family, as a CCG is a disguise, in order to fulfill the master's long-cherished wish', 'Yes'... and so on.

Weston cut his own skin and injected the blood of RC cells into Kiyoko Anpu's mouth to quickly heal her head wound. When no trace was visible, Weston's goal turned to his life in this world enemy.

"You evil person, you actually treated Aunt Kiyoko... bastard, you don't want to treat me in the same way." Mado Akira had already woken up, and glared at Weston bitterly.

"This is not easy to handle... After all, this method is only enough to inject faith into your blank period like a baby by removing your temporal lobe... After all, I don't know how to hypnotize magic, if you resist too much You might not listen to me. But——please pass out!"

Boom!

A slap hit Mado Akira on the back of the neck, Mado Akira rolled his eyes and passed out.

The operation was performed as usual, with craniotomy and removal of the temporal lobe.However, Weston's approach to the two women is obviously completely different from the previous attitudes of Amon Kotaro and Mado Wuxu.

He still cut his own wound, poured his own blood into the opponent's mouth, and began to inject psychological hints in Mado Akatsuki's dazed state.

"Your name is Akatsuki Mado, and you are pregnant with the child of the leader of Qingtongshu..."

Takatsuki Izumi: "..."

Chapter 55 I am loyal to you

"You started to struggle", "You were found out by your father Mado Wuxu", "You started to let go of your hatred"...

After finishing a new round of hints and knocking out Mado Akira again to let her recall her life full of struggles, Weston stood up.

Takatsuki Izumi on the side watched this scene speechlessly: "Is this kind of hypnosis really effective?"

In her opinion, this guy's psychological suggestion method is as groundless as the folk remedy of smearing saliva on the wound to heal itself...

If the connections of these investigators, as well as their daily life, are inconsistent with their own memories, human nature and past memories will choose the side that is easier to believe, right?

How could it be effective.

Weston smiled and shook his fingers: "Too naive, Aite. Are you born to walk?"

Takatsuki Izumi heard ridicule from his tone: "What do you mean?"