[Comprehensive] Neighbors are saviors

The flames soaring to the sky are like the anger from hell, crackling and burning the surrounding public finances.The crimson tip swayed in a strange dance, and the dark sky danced and burned together.

At that moment, Yan Qing found a suitable place to avoid the rubble from the explosion.The dexterous assassin squinted his eyes, and a familiar figure appeared in the raging flames.

The pitch-black flag flew along with the fireworks, and the light-blond short hair turned a bright golden red against the backdrop of the flames.The girl's pale face was rosy, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was as cold as a snake.

"My job is done," the dark dragon witch blasted the sewers of City Z, exposing the land to everyone's eyes, "The rest is none of my business."

The witch looked quite indifferent. Although she had an evil side, she was not completely plunged into darkness.Originally, she only planned to make some money, but she had to leave this area quickly to get rid of what was about to happen next.

If Tachibana Amano found out how she got her money, she would probably be troubled again.

"Okay, I'll transfer the balance to that account." Hei Wu didn't delay, and replied in a calm voice.

"Give it now, hurry up!" Black Joan lost her temper impatiently.

What if this group of people were caught by professional heroes after she left?Then who does she ask for the balance?

"..." Hei Wu had never seen someone asking for money so urgently.He was speechless for a while, and directly used his ability to take out a card and threw it at Joan.

"The password is xxxxxx, you can use it directly."

Joan of Arc was not afraid of his tricks, she turned around and left after receiving the card, and the people from the enemy alliance who crawled out of the sewer behind were puzzled.

"Is it okay to let her go like this? Mr. Black Mist."

"Ah," Black Mist sighed inexplicably, "Of course not."

How could it be possible to take the money and run away after offending the enemy alliance.

Of course, it is necessary to squeeze out the remaining value.

"What's next?"

"Where is the person who tempted Orumite?" Black Mist asked.

"Let me see..." The person next to the black mist took out the locator, saw a red dot approaching quickly, and smiled happily, "It is indeed right to open the underground waterway, and it is almost here!"

"I see." Black Mist replied, using his ability, to open a portal that was enough for people to pass through.

Hands that had been pale until bloodless grabbed the fog door and walked out from inside.The hunchbacked young man with white hair had a severed hand covering his entire face. When he came out, he impatiently scratched the skin on his neck with his nails, making rustling noises.

"Has Olumite come yet?"

"He's almost here."

"Really." Sigang Mudiao perked up a little. He was burned by a strange woman before, and the scorching pain still remained in his body that had already healed, clamoring for revenge all the time.

But what needs to be paid more attention to now is the upcoming "symbol of peace" Olumite.

As long as I kill this guy who laughs like a fool...

"What about that woman?"

"She left, but I put a locator on her."

"After killing Orumite, she will be the next one."

"Ok."

……

Joan of Arc Alter did one thing today, opening up the sewers of several cities around Z City.Her fire blazed below, failing to attract much attention.

Later, when I came up, I chose a deserted street with no people. There are no residents here, and no matter how loud the movement is, it is difficult to attract attention.

Joan didn't know their next plan, she only knew that besides burning the sewers, she also dealt with several unknown places.What happened after that was none of her business. Anyway, she finished her work and could leave after getting the money.

The dark dragon witch walked a few steps in a good mood, and then met a professional hero patrolling nearby.

It's not right to say that they are patrolling nearby, they are members of the Fubuki group, and they were originally fighting monsters around to grab the credit for the "black natural roll".

As a result, "Black Natural Volume" rescued someone from the Fubuki group, and the boss "Fubuki of Hell" asked them to retreat temporarily in order to repay the favor.On the way to retreat, they heard a loud noise from the side of No Man's Street.

The sound of the explosion broke through the sky along with the soaring flames, attracting the attention of several B-level heroes.Although they are their own faction, even subordinates of others, they are also qualified heroes. When encountering emergencies, the first thing they want to do is to go and have a look.

In the end, they met a girl who was holding a black banner and had a delicate appearance, but she was full of villains.

The B-level hero looked at each other, and walked up to the girl to ask for relevant information.

"What happened up front?"

Joan of Arc was still rushing back, rolling her eyes impatiently: "I don't know, go and see for yourself."

The tall young man frowned, and his tone was not very good: "If you don't cooperate, then you will be treated like a prisoner. Miss, you should think about it."

Originally, he just wanted to verbally threaten the uncooperative little girl, and by the way, check to see if she belonged to a hostile person.As a result, as soon as these words came out, the face of the girl on the opposite side darkened, and she narrowed her eyes unhappily.

"I said, won't you go see it yourself?" Jeanne squinted at the past, her face full of disdain, "Go away, don't get in the way!"

Heroes are more or less arrogant, especially heroes classified by the Hero Association.When the young man saw that the girl was not cooperating and her attitude was quite bad, he put on a posture of attack or defense.Joan took a look and picked up the flag with a sneer.

"Remember, you were the ones who attacked me first," she said loudly, "I'm fighting back logically!"

"Stop talking nonsense," several B-level heroes retorted with wide-eyed eyes, "You must have something to do with that explosion, so grab it!"

"Hmph, since you've been found out, then you all go to die!"

A unilateral beating started from this, Yan Qing watched from the top of the building, and had no intention of stopping it, he just turned his head from the scene of the explosion, watching the drama with his chin resting on his face with great interest.

He was already prepared to be messed up, but he didn't expect Joan to be more troubled than he imagined, and he actually followed the enemy alliance and took money.

Although she hadn't lived much in modern times, she still had the basic knowledge. Yan Qing quickly removed the locator at the moment the other party stuck it to Joan of Arc, but she still fell under the hands of the passing hero.

If you kill them, the Master will definitely lose his temper.

Knowing this, even though Joan's face was darker than coal, she did not use her angry fireworks to burn the heroes blocking the way to ashes.

"Too weak," Joan of Arc stepped on the back of a hero condescendingly, "With this little strength, don't join in the fun." Otherwise, I don't know how to die.

Joan of Arc knew that those people had malicious intentions and were planning to do bad things, but these had nothing to do with her.

Now it can be regarded as a good deed, not letting a few young people go to die.

The group of weird guys who hired her had weird superpowers, and some of them could attack when she wasn't paying attention.It's useless, but annoying.

However, even that group of rabble is more powerful than the few young people in front of them.They will not be merciful like her, and they will kill people with their hands.

"Thank me," she said, "or today will be your memorial day next year."

This group of heroes didn't know whether it was a festival or not. They only sent a distress message to the headquarters of the Heroes Association when they were defeated. Soon after, heroes with higher levels would come to help.

At the same time, a wall of raging flames ignited several meters behind Joan of Arc, isolating the area of ​​No Man's Street.

"The Hero... Association... will...soon...send people... over..." The professional hero lying on the ground said in a trembling voice, his eyes reflected the fire in front of him.In his eyes, the firewall was made by the person in front of him, and he was definitely a dangerous person.

"Do you think I'm going to stand here and get caught obediently?" Joan replied with a sneer, kicking away the hero who was closer to the wall of fire. "Just a reminder, these fires will not go out until they burn to ashes."

Joan turned around to leave, and the professional hero behind picked up the mobile phone to take several photos of her back. When she was about to put away the mobile phone, a pair of strong hands snatched it away.

Squatting in front of him was a young man with long black hair, covered in embroidered flowers, with the corners of his mouth curled up in a naughty manner.

"Oh, heroes who secretly take pictures without consent are not welcome." He said casually, breaking the phone in half with one hand.

……

That firewall is undoubtedly the work of Jeanne Alter.But I didn't realize what role I played in that team until the firewall burned.Even if you know the existence of the firewall now, you don't know what those people are using it for.

She returned to the house where she lived without any concern, Emiya was cooking, and neither the cold-blooded girl nor the master came back.Joan of Arc's excitement was finally extinguished, she put the card back into her pocket, and planned to take it out when everyone was there.

After another half an hour, the Masters who came back finally returned home. The two of them looked very tired, and they collapsed on the sofa after dinner.

Joan suppressed her excitement, pretended to be indifferent, took out a card with a huge sum of money, and threw it on the table.

"The money in it is enough to pay off the debt." She suppressed the corners of her upturned lips, "It's not enough for me to earn more."

Fujimaru Tachika immediately pounced on her, her blue eyes widened.

"Wh, what! It's money!" He shed tears of excitement, "I finally don't have to shoot commercials like a dog every day?"

"...Dogs don't have so many opportunities to shoot commercials." Compared with Lixiang's excitement, Amano Tachibana was much calmer. She took the card and turned it over to take a look.

It looks like a regular card, nothing weird about it.

But even so, Tachibana would not use it at ease, she turned to ask Joan of Arc: "Joan of Arc, how did you get it?"

Joan of Arc sat across from the two masters, with her hands spread out on the back of the chair.

"Ha, it's just a simple employment relationship," she replied nonchalantly, "I didn't do anything strange."

"Really?"

"If you don't believe me, don't use it." Jeanne leaned forward, as if she was about to take back the card.Seeing this, Fujimaru Tatsuka quickly reached out and dodged first.

Tachibana couldn't help laughing.

The boy with black hair and blue eyes blushed and scratched his cheek.

"Uh... for you?" He blushed and gave the card to Tachibana Amano, pursing his lips, "Sorry."

Tachibana smiled and rubbed his chicken nest head.

Yan Qing jumped over excitedly, and raised her hand to answer: "I know what Joan of Arc has done!"

"Ok?"

"I saw it from beginning to end!"

Joan turned her head in disbelief, and asked fiercely: "Are you following me?!"

She looked like she really wanted to chop Yan Qing into pieces and feed them to the wild dogs on the side of the road.

"I saw it by accident," Yan Qing replied heartily, not at all afraid of Joan's eyes, "It was an accident, an accident."

"no problem……?"

"Well, it's not a big problem." Except that there is a problem with the person who hired the dark saint.

With double guarantees, Tachibana and Tachika were finally relieved.The two masters showed happy smiles, thinking that it would be better to hit the sun than choose the day, and go to pay off the debts owed now, and live a stable life afterwards.

Quietly withdrawing money and repaying the loan, everything seemed so safe.Fujimaru Tachika breathed a sigh of relief, and raised the corners of his mouth happily.As a result, the special contact number of the Heroes Association came and told the hero "Black Natural Roll" that there was a special situation in the uninhabited street of Z City.

The money is paid off, but the work still needs to be done.Moreover, professional heroes are different from other professions in that they cannot ask for leave. As for the rescue requests from the Heroes Association, except for S-level heroes who are more willful, everyone else will listen.

"Why don't you go together?" Tachibana asked, "I don't feel very good."

After hearing the target location, Joan's body tensed, Yan Qing next to her couldn't help laughing, and the black braid behind her flicked.

"Jan and I will not go, to avoid suspicion."

"what happened?"

"Hahahaha, because of the guys who hired Joan of Arc, they are making trouble in City Z."

Yan Qing said something extraordinary.

Tachibana's smile faltered and disappeared from his face.She turned her head suddenly, and the small braid on the left side was thrown on Fujimaru Tachika's face.

"Jeanne?!"

"What, what!" Joan of Arc asked angrily, "Do I still have to choose the character of the employer?!"

"..." She was speechless.

It's useless to talk too much, things happened, and Joan of Arc and Yan Qing had to go there too.Amano Tachibana gritted her teeth and grabbed Yan Qing's ear, exasperated.

"That's what you said, no problem?!"

Yan Qing is so innocent, it doesn't matter to him.

"It's not my fault!" Yan Qing retorted confidently.

Li Hua let go of her hands angrily, Yan Qing rubbed her ears in pain, transformed into spirits with Joan of Arc, hid in the dark, and only came to help when things were serious.

The rest of them quickly walked towards the firewall in City Z.

In City Z, surrounded by flames that cannot be escaped, the strong man "symbol of peace" Oulumite, whose painting style is different from most people, is struggling to support, without showing a trace of fatigue or showing weakness.

"Come on, enemy!" He wiped off the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and shouted angrily, "I will definitely defeat you!"