The strongest intelligence agent on the ground

monster!

Hahaha!

monster!

Awesome!

Even Chuya Yuki himself didn't feel as clearly as his opponent. He was making rapid progress in every move they fought.

It is making crazy progress to a degree that is visible to the naked eye and shocking.

How long has it been?

Whether it's speed or moves, there is a clear difference from the moment when they first fought!

When the young man kicked over, the middle-aged man blocked it with his left forearm, and clawed at the young man with his right hand. The opponent immediately turned around and punched each other. The moment they collided, the shock wave of energy spread around the two of them. When it opened, the anti-theft alloy door of the building in the distance was cut off in half, and the glass of the window was shattered to the ground.

Teak's fist was drenched with blood, the wound he had received just now burst open, and his entire arm was covered in blood.

And the right wrist of the Seventh King had a bone fracture in an instant.

The middle-aged man smiled, and didn't care. Soon the light belonging to the king passed by, and the severely injured parts recovered as before.

"Yes, that's what it feels like!" He looked at his right hand with a smile on his face, clenched it and then relaxed it, "This is fighting!"

"What nonsense Dresden slate, what rubbish ruler," the middle-aged man showed a bloodthirsty smile, "Hey, boy over there!"

The boy narrowed his eyes.

Dresden slate?

It was rare for Teak to loosen his muscles and bones. Although the injury was serious, his whole body relaxed, "Huh?"

"What's your name?"

He looked up at the middle-aged man, and then at the sword of Damocles, "I am Whirlpool, but you can call me Chuya Teak now."

The other party couldn't understand his deep meaning, and shouted loudly: "Come on, whirlpool! Let's continue!"

The red-haired boy glanced at the huge red sword in the distance, and smiled with determination, "Happy to accompany you."

The Seventh King's sword of Damocles is in better condition than Kagutsu Hyunshi's sword, but not much better.I am afraid that this man does not do anything less than usual. If the Scarlet King really falls into the sword, the first wave of shock waves will come down, and the king in front of him may not be able to last until tomorrow morning.

but--

Until then, just die.

The dead king is the best king.

The two fought together again.

In the end, Teak even forgot why they were fighting, nor did he remember the silver-haired man lying behind him, his mind only had the next second, the next punch.

I'm ok.

Can do better!

It can also be faster!

Equally excited was the man opposite.

Those who have been battle-hardened are addicted to the kind of blood-boiling face-to-face combat.

What king of silver and king of gold?what?

Russian?

Who?

The sound of the two fighting in the port was heard even in the city center.

After ordinary people are eliminated, the urban population density of Yokohama is pitifully small.

Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa, downstairs of the Armed Detective Agency, fought with each other's abilities. Akutagawa was the first to solve the white tiger, and turned around to help Atsushi Nakajima.

Atsushi Nakajima, who recovered his abilities, relied on his super high recovery power and speed to defeat Akutagawa Ryunosuke's Rashomon with a forehead-to-forehead bump.

The little white tiger got rid of the white tiger state, and lay barefoot on the ground, "Hiss, it hurts." His forehead was red from the impact, "It's harder than armor."

Akutagawa leaned on his knees and panted heavily, "That's my next Rashomon." There was obvious pride in his tone.

Atsushi Nakajima sat up after resting for a while, "Fart, it's not so hard when you use it!"

And the body is so brittle, as long as the defense is torn apart by Atsushi Nakajima, it is like a scallop with its shell opened, with soft meat inside.

"Hmph." Akutagawa reached out and pulled Atsushi Nakajima up.

Little White Tiger asked: "Where are the people from the detective agency?"

"I'm the only supernatural being left behind today." Akutagawa said, "Let's go."

Atsushi Nakajima was still a little dazed, "Where are you going?"

Akutagawa rolled his eyes at him indecently, "Didn't you see such a tall tower?"

Only then did the little white tiger notice the unusual tower: "When did it appear?"

"It doesn't matter when it appears." Akutagawa thought for a while, picked up his long trench coat and put it on, "The important thing is that it only appeared tonight."

Such an obvious marker.

As if to say "Come and hit me", extremely arrogant.

The two young ones set off looking at the red tower.They didn't know what kind of building it was, but they guessed the real source of the thick fog by mistake.

It's not that there are no people on the tower, and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who has been called "unlucky ghost" and "unlucky ghost" by Yuki, is humming a little tune happily on it.

He was even paler than when he saw teak, with white hair, white suit and pale face, he seemed to be a ghost without a trace of vitality floating in the world, spreading evil spirits.

Under the white skin, blue blood vessels were faintly visible. He sat by the floor-to-ceiling glass window, holding a glass of bright blood-red wine, happily watching the entire Yokohama shrouded in white mist, with a sick and weird smile on his lips.

There were also two people in white suits, one with a sad expression, as if he was not interested in anything in the world, he covered his mouth and nose and coughed twice from time to time, the echo of his cough echoed throughout the empty hall.

The other has chestnut hair and dark eyes. He sits quietly on a chair in the hall, staring down at the roses placed above the table. The red of the roses and the white of the whole environment form a striking Disgusting comparison.

If Chuya Yuki was in the mood to be distracted here, he would probably complain about the gathering of the three of them.

Unlucky ghosts, tuberculosis ghosts, black mud spirits.

It's really the prelude to the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts.

"Today is really a happy day." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's voice revealed a kind of madness. "So many shining gems!"

Known as the "gem collector", Shibusawa Ryuhiko collects not real gems, but supernatural crystals of supernatural beings. This ruby-like crystal is stored in his real superpower "Tyuhiko" ", providing power for his ability, and at the same time spawning a white mist that can decompose the ability.

Once the person with the supernatural power in the white mist is killed, the supernatural power will belong to him.

It's simply a profitable no-cost transaction.

Behind this terrifying supernatural power, what attracted the intelligence mouse from Russia the most was the legend behind him—the dragon.

He just wanted to see what the legendary dragon looked like.

Among the remaining two people present, Feordo responded with a smile: "It's a fascinating sight."

Dazai still didn't speak.

He stared at the bouquet of bright red roses as if there was some magical mystery in it, which was worthy of his constant exploration and in-depth research.

In fact, he didn't come here voluntarily. It can only be said that he is a person who has always been committed to death. When he is happy to jump between capsized and not capsized, the entire ship is stolen by accident.

Although teak had reminded him, but... how could he stop his game heart.

Originally having fun with Feordo, who knew that the other party would actually cheat.

"I don't know what Dazai-dono thinks?"

Dazai smiled and said, "Of course it's a good show."

Osamu Dazai is really not a tough guy.The moment he was caught and determined to be unable to escape for the time being, he was very cooperative, almost like a [-]-year-old boy who betrayed the organization.Of course, he did not divulge any key information, but that kind of cooperative gesture will always make people doubt his loyalty.

In terms of the degree of cooperation of the hostages, Osamu Dazai topped the list of cooperation.

There was no hint of coercion from the other party.

The night had just begun, and after admiring his masterpiece for a while, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko couldn't help showing off, and wanted to take Dazai Osamu and Majin to visit his collection room.

With a look of certainty on his face, he lured wolves into the room.

Between Long Yan is a room that can be visualized. The vaulted room is full of neat grids, among which are red gemstones of similar shape. Under the special design, the light shines on them Beautiful.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai, to be honest, has no fluctuations in his heart, and only thinks about money.

The former leader had created too much hole for the port mafia. In the two or three years since he joined the organization, Dazai Osamu has made money in various ways besides recruiting talents.

Earn money within various licensed channels.

Who let the slug have such a profitable brother? Mr. Kan Desen bites the handkerchief at the organization's financial statement every night.

I didn't do a good job of dealing with the devil this time, and I don't know how to be run over by teak when I go back.It's rare that the slippery intelligence agent came to work for nothing this time.

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai glanced at Feordo sadly.

The demon at the side trembled when he saw it, and he didn't know what sudden change had happened to Osamu Dazai.

The three people present each had their own ulterior motives, and for a while, no one could do anything to the other.

It's true that Osamu Dazai's physical skills are not strong, but he has been half-playing and half-seriously practicing with the super powerful Nakahara Chuya, and he is better than the other two present.

One was sick and the other was still sick.

The two people who have always relied on supernatural powers have no way to deal with him who is "disqualified in the world".

Apart from confusing him and letting him attack lightly, there is no better way for the time being.

However, the hearts of the two present were not at the same level. Shibusawa Tatsuhiko still remembered the lessons from the orphanage and did not trust Feordo, but Feordo found that no matter how much he tempted Osamu Dazai, the other party did not want to join hands with him to deal with Shibusawa. Ze Ryuhiko's meaning.

What's going on here?

There is a slight gap with the script he expected.

——That gap is called Chuya teak.

Osamu Dazai still remembers what Chuya Yuki said - "If you can't think of a better way, just stay where you are."

Osamu Dazai guessed that Chuya Yuki, who holds a lot of information, probably still has a back hand.

If that's the case, then he just waited.

In fact, teak is only thinking of a black mud spirit, and can always hold back another black mud spirit.

With the loss of two balls of black mud, the air became fresh.

With Osamu Dazai around, Feordo couldn't spare to make trouble.

In this melee, there is another battlefield between the King of Blue and the King of Red. Scepter4 has always been restricted by various aspects. In addition, they need a lot of resources to cultivate a qualified Blue Clan. There has always been opposition within the system. There are a lot of voices, so the overall number of people is not too many.

Facing the unrestrained expansion of the purgatory, Scepter4 naturally lost its advantage in numbers, and it was difficult to move forward on this battlefield.

Being dragged down by a large number of low-level minions, when you walk in front of a real mad dog, you will be powerless.

The team led by Zhongya Zhongyuan made up for this vacancy very well.

The level of people in the purgatory house is uneven, the mafia people hold back those dispensable minions below, and the supernatural beings and the blue clan deal with the real mad dogs in the purgatory house, who can stand in front of Kagutsu Xuanshi In addition to Zhang Xun, the king of green, and his left and right hands Shantiao Gangyi and Yanluyuan, there is also Zhongya in the Central Plains.

Central Plains is also standing here with its own strength.

Even the man Kagutsu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and look at him: "Hahaha, that's really good! I didn't expect Yokohama to have hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

"Shut up, Kagutsu." Yu Zhangxun frowned.

No matter what kind of organization the Port Mafia is, at this moment they are comrades-in-arms on the same front, and Kagu cannot tolerate such a condescending attitude.

Kagu Tsuhyun said that he has reached this point, and he still hasn't restrained himself in the slightest.This man is like a god of death, surrounded by raging fire.

It was as if the substantial energy had a fiery temperature, just facing this man was like facing the flames of purgatory.

Their journey along the way is really like purgatory.

If the red flames are real, everything is scorching in the fire of hell without stopping, and the sound of wailing is everywhere, there are people in the purgatory house, and there are people who are not in the purgatory house.

Everything burns up in flames.

The huge and broken sword hangs in the air, and debris falls from the incomplete sword body every moment.

The falling debris turned into pure energy clusters, and if they couldn't dodge in time, those who were hit would be directly burned to ashes.

It was Yu Zhangxun who moved first.

The long-haired beauty with a beautiful and delicate face is actually an out-and-out ruthless person.

Facing an opponent like Kagu Tsugenshi, he has not lost the wind for many years, so he knows that this beauty's methods are obviously as beautiful as his appearance.

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