Stable Polarized Practice

As early as before Osamu Dazai defected, "Double Black" had fought against Tatsuhiko Shibusawa.

That was the 88 days with the highest number of deaths in the history of the Mafia in Yokohama. No matter how big or small, all organizations were involved in this bloody leading war. The events that happened in it can't be ranked too important.

But Nakahara Chuya always remembered that his subordinates died within the scope of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's supernatural power and were killed by their own supernatural power.

Maybe the result of the battle with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is not worth mentioning again, because he can still go all over the world to collect his "gems", and the two blacks are still active in Yokohama, they seem to be just pure, polite, revenge fighting Just one.

But even so, some information will be revealed during the battle. For example, Nakahara also knows about Shibusawa Ryuhiko's ability, and Shibusawa Ryuhiko is also very interested in Dazai Osamu's "nullification of abilities".

Unable to get through to the boss's phone, Zhongyuan Zhong quickly rushed back to Ganghei, and also solved the strange abilities of Sister Hongye and Mr. Guangjin Liulang by the way, but the news he got was that "the boss is not in the Ganghei building".

This is not good news, Zhong Yuanzhong also thought so.

Of course, the combat effectiveness of the humanoid ability should not be underestimated. Not only is the humanoid ability with two submachine guns on his back missing, but it is also unclear whether that guy will be affected by the fog. Miss Alice even started to fight. No less humanoid ability, if it attacks the master in turn... Did the leader expect this situation?

Before the orange-haired Hong Kong gangster cadre had time to think carefully, he heard the mobile phone in his pocket beeping twice - all communication is basically useless now, who can contact him?

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, took out his phone, and clicked on an anonymous message.

"Please, return the favor owed to the professor for glasses."

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"...Thank you, thank you, Yamato Shoukun."

Breaking out in cold sweat, Tanizaki Junichiro sat down on the ground, covered his neck that had just been pinched by his own "fine snow" with blue and purple marks, and took a steady breath.

The battle between him who has lost his supernatural power and his own supernatural power is a one-sided trend. It is very obvious who is stronger and who is weaker. What's more, Xixue is a supernatural power that is very dominant in assassination. In this night, it is not only dark, but also has the ability to block the line of sight. In the mist of the sky, it is not surprising that he was beaten by his own supernatural ability, which has obvious advantages.

But fortunately, one second before the oxygen in his chest was so scarce that his eyes turned black, he heard a "boom", like the sound of thunder in summer, and a flash of lightning flashed faintly on his flowered retina, and then, The tightly strangled neck regained its freedom. Junichiro Tanizaki, who had just been strangled by his own supernatural power, took a breath and looked back.

The appearance of "Xixue" is almost exactly the same as himself. If it weren't for the ruby ​​on the forehead and the body that tends to be transparent, otherwise it would be difficult to distinguish the difference between the supernatural ability and himself-and right in front of him, he can be called "another self" "The supernatural ability lost half of his head.

Tanizaki Junichiro: "..."

"Is Tanizaki-kun okay?" The boy with loose blue hair retracted the unsheathed sword, and asked him with a harmless face: "Tell Miss Xie Ye to destroy the red stone." Restoration of supernatural powers, did Tanizaki-kun notice the restoration of supernatural powers?"

Tanizaki Junichiro: "Recovery, recovery."

"That's good." Fu Sangshen of the blue haori nodded, and said in a steady tone: "Miss Yosano has already gone to the detective agency, and Mr. Tanizaki can meet Miss Yosano. My words..."

An Ding blinked his blue eyes, turned his head slightly to look in another direction covered by dense fog, his bangs on his forehead were a little messy, and the broken hair on his temples was slightly tilted inward, just below the tear mole at the corner of his eye , the guy who can chop off half of his head without hesitation said in a soft voice:

"—I want to go find that guy, but I can't just turn a blind eye when I meet him."

……

A straw hat was hung on the back of his neck, and the freckled boy was fighting with his own supernatural power.

Miyazawa Kenji's supernatural powers can be said to be extremely destructive, and his almost physical invincibility makes him the main combat force of the detective agency in many cases, often bringing unpleasant experiences to the enemy. At this time, he himself deeply understands I have experienced this tricky "not wonderful".

Terrifying strange power and a body that can't be hurt by guns. Kenji Miyazawa, who has lost his superpowers, can only dodge non-stop. The car that could be easily lifted above his head in the past can't even be pushed. He had no time to fight back when the "self" who was carrying the road sign chased and killed him.

A scrapped car fell from the sky in front of him, blocking the escape route. Kenji Miyazawa turned his head to look at "himself" out of breath, and then suddenly lowered his body, avoiding the road signs approaching sideways. There was no one behind him. The man's car was swept away, and the side windows and half of the roof were cut off like cutting tofu. "I" with the red spar on his forehead waved the heavy road sign like an arm, and pulled a The light stick flower was carried on the shoulder again.

Kenji Miyazawa took a breath and stared at "myself" with a solemn expression. Before I could think of any countermeasures, I saw "myself" suddenly startled, and turned to look at another position.

"--found it."

A clear and cheerful young voice sounded, and Kenji Miyazawa looked towards the source of the sound. Through the white mist, he could vaguely see a blue figure squatting on the overpass.

Seeing the "different ability" aware of his own existence, the thumb exposed outside the half-covered glove gently pushed the knife away, and there was a crisp "clang" sound in the quiet dense fog, and An Ding looked at the " "Extraordinary ability" blinked, his eager eyes were shining with blue light in the dense fog of the night, the biting murderous aura that had been rarely revealed since coming here re-condensed, and the blue-purple arc occasionally sounded "crackling" With a sound, Anding, who was very interested in "Physical Invincibility" for a long time, grinned with a murderous smile:

"Are you going to go?"

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"...Huh? Is it Mr. Chuya's leader?"

The black-haired and red-eyed boy was covered with dark red light. The scarf hanging on his chest was slightly blown by the wind, swinging unsteadily. Mori Owai held a sharp scalpel between his fingers, and saw faintly. With the hem of the red scarf floating upwards and the tail of black braids, he raised his eyebrows with interest.

"This is a surprise, Qingguang-jun."

"Huh? What?" Qing Guang, who didn't understand the meaning behind the words of the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, was stunned for a moment, and blinked his beautiful ruby-like eyes in doubt: "What unexpected joy?"

Mori Ogai squinted his eyes with a smile, and did not answer this question, but sighed in the tone of a troubled old father who has a headache for his rebellious daughter: "Alice-chan is so cute, I really don't want to hurt her."

The white mist thickened in vain, the black-haired and red-eyed Fu Sangshen's eyes froze, his fingers painted with bright nail polish were on the trigger, and he stared vigilantly at the small figure slowly walking in the dense fog.

The blond loli carrying a huge syringe opened the corners of her mouth, revealing a murderous smile—Qing Guang always felt that this smile was a bit like An Ding, the humanoid with a red spar on his forehead had the ability to stare at his master, With a slightly transparent blue light on her body, the blond loli with the cute name "Alice" has a sweet but murderous tone:

"I like you the most, Rintaro—"

Under the unconscious control of Da Dao Fu Sangshen, the braids on the shoulders, the red scarf hanging on the chest, including the dangling golden earrings and the neatly combed hair on both sides of the cheeks, all fluttered like Lost gravity and floated up. Seeing this scene, Mori Ogai's smile deepened:

"Qingguang-jun, can you help break the red spar on Alice-chan's forehead? It's what made my Alice-chan so rebellious. I'm very distressed."

……

"Amazing!"

A straw hat was hung on the back of the neck, and the freckled boy's eyes shot out the light of "kilakila". He looked excitedly at the blue-haired boy with half-closed eyes and sheathed the knife, and his eyes lit up with admiration:

"It's really amazing! Anding-kun just made a 'swoosh', then 'swish', then 'swish' and 'swish', and finally 'swish' and put that 'me' defeated!"

Such an abstract description of normal people is incomprehensible, but Daozijing is not a normal person, at best it can be regarded as a "normal blade", and Fu Sangshen, who has a strange practice experience, may not be called a "normal blade" now , not to mention that I would describe the stability of other people in the same way?

There was no communication barrier at all, and An Ding, who understood the compliment, scratched his hair in embarrassment, blushed slightly and said, "Hey...is that so, thank you, Miyazawa-kun, I am very happy."

One person, one blade achieved such a miraculous brainwave communication. An Ding once again said what he said to Junichiro Tanizaki to Kenji Miyazawa, and then he was about to wave goodbye to his friends, but before he waited, "I'm leaving first." "After saying these words, the white mist that filled the surrounding area suddenly thickened by more than one level.

The reconnaissance value screamed in his mind like a boiling kettle, and his right hand subconsciously touched the handle of the knife hanging from his waist. His fingers were also cold, and he was in a tense state. The arc of thunder's breath subconsciously surfaced on the surface of his body. An Ding opened his blue eyes wide and stared at the air in a daze. His voice was so erratic that even he couldn't hear it clearly .

"……what is that?"

In the sky above Yokohama, the length cannot be measured, so I can only roughly estimate that a fantasy creature that "exceeded the length of the train" is entrenched in the air, like a thick boa constrictor, but with claws growing on its limbs, a thick and thick body can be faintly seen. The tail swept through the clouds, looming in the field of vision, but the head of the phantom creature broke through the clouds, and Fusangshin standing on the ground could only see that there were many pythons entwined and entangled in the sky above Yokohama.

Although the distance is extremely far away, the pressure is so terrifying that Fu Sangshen, who is sensitive enough, can even subconsciously press the hilt of his sword while standing on the ground.

An Ding raised his head, his pupils reflected a somewhat unimaginable scene in the sky, Fu Sangshen's voice was almost breathless, slowly squeezed out from his lung cavity:

"...What the hell is that?"