The wrong way to open the healing ability

Treating the entire auction venue as a threat, and even running to the original owner of the item to show off in a fair manner, these are all routine operations without misery. Zhenzhi, who has calmed down from inexplicable emotions, is not very surprised.

Of course, the people who attended this auction were basically unaware of the existence of ghosts. Seeing this reserved and elegant lady suddenly rushing to the stage as if she had a mental problem, they all whispered in low voices.

Only the special agent who belonged to the Supernatural Special Affairs Division, after hearing the name Eguchi Machi, his face changed suddenly.

He subconsciously took out his mobile phone to contact his colleagues, but suddenly realized that the venue of the auction was almost completely isolated from the outside world, and the people inside could not leave before the end.

Zhenzhi's face was a little gloomy.

Dazai, who was sitting by the side, was still fiddling with the phone in his hand, densely packed codes were drawn across the screen.

Machi, who basically didn't touch the smartphone seriously, couldn't tell what he was doing, so he patted the back of Dazai's hand lightly.

"how long will it take?"

"It will take 15 minutes at the fastest. After all, it will take time for reinforcements to arrive."

Dazai suddenly stopped tapping his fingers on the screen, and took out a dagger that looked plain, dark and worn out, and stuffed it into Zhenzhi's hand.

"I think you need this."

As soon as he got the dagger, Zhenzhi noticed that the material of the dagger was quite special, so he took the dagger out of the scabbard.

The sharp blade with smooth lines is a new product that has just been built.Moreover, the raw material of this dagger is actually the same as that of the Sun Wheel Knife.

Machi took a deep look at Dazai, only to get a smile without haze from him.

Standing on the auction stage, Wuyou, who was still talking harshly just now, kept staring at the seat, and didn't even give him a look of truth.

"Since you are unwilling to stand up, then I must use some special means."

Originally lurking in the dark, Wu Mi's subordinates rushed to the auction stage at an incredible speed after receiving the order, grabbed it and stood aside, advising Wu Mi not to disturb the order, if he continues to behave like this It is time to call the auctioneer who is guarding the security personnel outside.

The ghost's ferocious face suddenly changed, and the sharp weapon created by the ghost blood technique resting on the auctioneer's carotid artery caused an uproar in the audience.

The ghost was not satisfied with the reaction of the human beings in the audience, but he could not completely indulge his desires and directly eat the human being in front of him alive because of the order of the ghost king.

The weapon cut a not-so-small wound on a non-lethal part, and this rather vile ghost even licked the wound, revealing its sharp and terrifying teeth.

No matter how good his mental quality was, the unlucky auctioneer who was involved innocently couldn't control his emotions in the face of this terrible situation, and he fainted.

The bright red blood slowly flowing down from the wound was particularly obvious under the light, and became the last drop of water that detonated the oil pan.

It wasn't until the auctioneer's life was threatened that this group of people who were just watching jokes finally realized what was wrong. Some timid people screamed and wanted to get up and run away in panic.

It's just that Wu Mi's other three ghosts had already finished preparations at the entrance and exit of the auction, which directly scared the people who wanted to escape from the scene to shivering.

"Eguchi Machi, don't you hate that human beings like you are hurt by inhuman ghosts? If you don't stand up again, don't blame my subordinates for being rude."

I don't know why, but Wu Mi still maintains a human appearance, but what he said is creepy.

"By the way, I almost forgot."

The gentle and beautiful woman raised her sleeves, covering half of her face, only revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.

His voice was indistinguishable between male and female, and everyone in the venue could hear him clearly through the microphone.

"You are no longer human, you are a monster."

Wu Mi's level of verbal attacks, Zhenzhi had heard countless times over the years, and didn't take it to heart at all, and was about to stand up with a dagger in his hand.

But when Dazai, who had a calm expression, heard these words, he seemed to recall some not-so-pleasant memories, and his gaze sank.

He once wanted to grab Zhenzhi who was about to stand up, but after hesitating again and again, he still didn't reach out, allowing Zhenzhi to walk up to the auction stage unhurriedly, and stood firmly in front of Wu Mi.

Originally racking his brains to consider ways to contact the outside world, the special agent of the Supernatural Secret Service stared at the face that was completely different from the description in the data, with a tangled expression.

The appearance of the stranger made the entire auction hall gradually quiet down, and soft sobbing could be heard faintly.

"You are finally willing to come out."

Wu Can glanced at Dazai who continued to tap on the phone screen in the dark, looked at Zhenzhi with a sneer in his eyes, and waved his hand to signal the ghost next to him to let go of the auctioneer who had fainted from fright.

The ghost was a little reluctant, but he released the man according to the order, pushed him to Zhenzhi, and let Zhenzhi briefly check the situation of the auctioneer.

It's just that I was overly frightened, and there was nothing serious about it, but I was afraid that I would need to see a psychiatrist afterwards.

Wu Mi snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to break the transparent glass box outside the flower for protection, and pinched the flower exuding magical light in the palm of his hand.

Although Zhenzhi has always emphasized that he is a human being, Wuyou has long classified him into the category of being the same as himself and beyond human beings.

Although it is true that everyone in the auction is taken as hostages, Wu Mi doesn't want his conversation with Zhenzhi to be heard by these inferior humans.

The black thorns quickly grew and flourished, and soon isolated the auction platform from the audience below, and only a very soft sound could be heard.

"I never understood what you were thinking, Machi Eguchi."

Playing with the miracle flower that has been pursued for thousands of years, Wu Mi, who is in control of the victory, even chatted with Zhenzhi quite leisurely.

"Eternal life is obviously such a wonderful thing. It is my long-cherished wish that is finally about to be fulfilled. You have already obtained eternal life, but you still want to try to destroy it."

Zhenzhi took a step forward and was about to say something, Wu Mi stepped back vigilantly and gave a loud shout.

"Eguchi Machi, stay away from me. If you want to play tricks and attack me with your strange powder, I will directly order the ghosts outside to kill all the people in the auction venue."

As if to verify his words, human exclamations came from the auction house outside the Thorn Wall.

It can't be blamed that Wuyou is so vigilant, after all, he has been tricked by Zhenzhi several times before, and he dare not relax at this critical moment.

"But you are also weird enough, Wu Mi."

Zhenzhi stood there without moving, not like the unlucky owner whose things were taken away.

"When you get a good thing, you don't hide it and use it quietly, but you still show it off in front of me. Is it because you haven't been in the sun for too long that your brain has degenerated?"

If it was normal, Wu Mi would still be angry at Zhenzhi for mentioning that he couldn't bask in the sun, but now that the chance of gaining a new life is in his own hands, he doesn't care about such a problem anymore.

"Machi Eguchi, don't pretend to be calm, you are alone now, and you can't fight me at all."

What Wu Mi said is indeed correct, after all, other innocent people have to be taken into consideration, and now Zhenzhi can't just rush forward regardless.

"Then you can eat the blue Bana flower directly. As long as you eat it directly, you can overcome the sunlight and become a perfect creature that can walk in the sun."

Wu Mi has always been very suspicious, but his calm attitude and calm expression made him doubtful, and he stopped the action of preparing to swallow the blue Bana flower straight away.

"what do you mean?"

Machi silently counted the time Dazai said in his heart, the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"I don't have any other intentions. I just kindly remind you that it will take effect soon after eating it directly."

Zhenzhi deliberately emphasized the tone of the word "effective", and successfully made Wu Mi feel that something was wrong, and looked at Zhenzhi suspiciously.

"There is a problem. There must be a problem with eating the blue Bana flower directly, but it does not rule out the possibility that you are lying and delaying time."

"How is it possible? After all, I hope from the bottom of my heart that there will be someone with a long lifespan like me."

Zhenzhi maintains a professional smirk, which is very suspicious no matter how you look at it.

"But there's one thing I'm very curious about."

"If you become a more perfect creature, what will happen to the ghosts born from your blood?"

The ghost who was loyally guarding Wu Mi's side heard Zhenzhi's question, and a trace of curiosity appeared on its ferocious face.

Wu Mi didn't care much about what would happen to the group of ghosts under him.He is now seriously thinking about the meaning of Zhenzhi's sentence, and he just smiled contemptuously when he heard this question.

His smile already showed his answer.Whether those ghosts were wiped out or died without a whole body, it had nothing to do with Wu Mi.

The ghostly face of the guard next to Wu Mi showed obvious hesitation and shock, and the originally tense fighting nerves relaxed.

The boss is not a good person, and his subordinates suffer.

The two ghosts on the opposite side were not focused on fighting. Zhenzhi seized the opportunity and took out the sun wheel dagger that Dazai gave him from his sleeve, and threw it forward like a hidden weapon. The throat of the distracted subordinate nailed him to the wall not far away.

Zhenzhi's speed is very fast, and at the same time as revealing the dagger, he has quickly approached Wu Mi, and swayed the blinding powder.

Taking advantage of Wumi's momentary panic due to the sudden darkness in front of him, before he could give orders to his subordinates, Zhenzhi rushed directly to the ghost that was roaring sharply because of the burning sensation caused by the sun blade stabbing its neck , pulled out the dagger.

With the knife in hand, the ghost's neck was wiped before it could react, and the roar stopped abruptly.

It's just that there is a clear difference between this ghost and the ghost that Zhenzhi killed last time.

The previous ghost was completely reduced to ashes after being irradiated by the sun, but before the ghost in front of him was completely reduced to ashes and disappeared, it turned back into a human appearance for a while, with a twisted and painful expression remaining on its face.

Could it be that these ghosts appearing in Yokohama...

It's just that the situation is urgent now, and there is no room for true knowledge and overthinking.After quickly disposing of the ghost next to Wu Mi, Zhenzhi raised the dagger and dodged in front of Wu Mi who had just regained his eyesight.

Outside the wall made up of thorns, Dazai Kazawa, who had finished typing on the phone screen, strolled among a group of panicked people, walked around behind the agent who was about to find a place to break through, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Although I'm sorry to interrupt your thinking, I still ask in advance."

"How's your marksmanship?"

The agent had been working hard to reduce his sense of existence, but was suddenly patted on the shoulder, and his body tensed up for a moment.

When he turned his head slowly and saw the Dazai's face clearly, he was shocked again.

"Why is Dazai Osamu of the Port Mafia here..."

And he also inexplicably asked how his marksmanship was.

"Since you know me, it will be much easier. I have something to give to you."

Dazai took out some gadget from a special small box and stuffed it into the agent's hand.

Those are five pitch-black bullets, which have a strange beauty.

"This is a bullet specifically aimed at that kind of non-human creature. Eliminate those three ghosts, and the task of saving the public will be entrusted to you."

"what?"

The agent who was involved in this matter somehow, heard Dazai's request, and his jaw dropped to the ground.

In such a crowded place with dim lights, although the distance is not too far, it is not difficult to accurately hit the three ghosts that have been moving.

"Didn't I give you five bullets? I gave you two chances to empty the gun, but you still can't do it?"

Probably because the expression on the agent's face was too shocked, Dazai tilted his head, his tone was natural, and he was about to retract the five bullets in his hand.

"I didn't expect the professional agents of the Supernatural Secret Service Division to only have this level. I overestimated it."

Young and energetic, the young agent who has always been full of sense of belonging to the supernatural secret service department he is in is not used to this sentence, he snatches the bullet from Dazai's hand without hesitation, and quickly reloads it.

Dazai looked at the young agent who held his breath and was about to shoot the ghost, and cast his eyes on the thorny wall not far away, silently counting the time.

So far, everything is still running according to his plan, and the true knowledge should not be discovered yet.