[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

Kusanagi held his chin and looked at the young man in front of him for a long while. He hadn't seen him for many years, but he hadn't changed much.The robber murder case that year was also planned by him. He hoped that Kusanagi Gong would discover his physique and buy the fugitive. Of course, in the end the murderer was killed and silenced without leaving any traces.

After all, it is the first work in his life, let alone the embodiment of love with that crazy woman, Kusanagi is actually very interested in this son.Human heredity is really interesting. The teenager neither became a love-seeker like his mother, nor did he become a person like him.He originally quite liked the look in the eyes of someone who was about to die, and the silent appearance made him feel happy, but——

He could actually see light in his pupils.

It was as if his carefully crafted doll had been snatched away, which made him quite unhappy.

"Huh? Is this the rebellious period?" He took a leisurely look at his nails, not caring at all that the red light representing warning enveloped the laboratory, and Jia Lan's indistinguishable appearance was somewhat elegant at the moment, "You used to be a good boy What the hell is going on now, kid. Well, forget it, there's no point in just dwelling on it."

He sighed.

It seemed that he was really worried about the old father whose child was taken badly.

Kusanagi took a step forward, and then, the man with long hair approached him with incredible dexterity.This is already beyond the ability of human beings to respond. It seems that he has made some changes to his body... Kusanagi Kyou only had time to have such an idea, and he fell into the opponent's pure white embrace.The arms around his neck made him breathless, Kusanagi Ren looked down at him playfully from the side, and the smell of formalin wafted from his collar.However, there is still some unknown intoxicating fragrance in his light blue hair, and they are mixed together, far exceeding Kusanagi Gong's tolerance limit.

"you--"

"Ah, do you know what a great opportunity you have missed? Your blood, your bones, your nerves are all things I should have. Human beings like you who can come back to life countless times should have Make a greater sacrifice for the future of mankind." His slender, smooth fingers without a single blemish pinched the young man's chin, forcing him to look in his own direction. No, "I don't have such lofty ideas. Although there are many ways to keep you from dying but not surviving, I, let's say I like you. Even if I am a thoroughly villainous character, I don't want to use it on you. "

From the corner of the eye, between the parted lips, a scarlet tongue tip like a snake was exposed.

"...Sorry, I'm not interested in your bad taste. Xiao Qingguang, I'll accept it."

The young man turned his head to the side, freed his fingers, and there was a little sarcasm in his unwavering tone.He told himself that the one in front of him was not the real Garan, and then shook his fist hard at that face.

The man took two steps back, the new red marks on his fair face did not grab his attention too much, and there was still a weird and uncomfortable laugh coming from his throat.If anyone else saw it, they would probably think he was insane.Yamato Mamoru stared at Kyou Kusanagi hostilely, although holding the handle of the knife, it was still in the sheath because Kusanagi Ren didn't give instructions.His anger contained incomprehensible: "The rough man who refused the favor of the master, apologise with blood."

"Well, little Anding." The man said soothingly, blinking, "Xiao Anding can do it, right?"

As if receiving a signal, Yamato Mori An Ding's blue eyes showed the look of a girl indulging in a dream. He turned to Kusanagi Kyosuke, smiling and crossing the blade: "I will stab it with precision. It won't hurt as much as before, will it?"

"Now I'm starting to wonder what the character of the original Fusangshen is." Kusanagi resigned helplessly, "Or... You pervert turned everyone into obedient babies?"

"—Who knows?" Rei Kusanagi retreated to the operating table with a smile on his face, the noisy sirens subsided, he thought for a moment, and his slender fingers touched a certain operating lever.With the click of the brakes, the result of the glass breaking attracted everyone's attention, except for Yamato Shou'an who accepted the order and did not stop the momentum, and slashed wildly with a knife.

The worst case scenario is a broken arm, which can grow back anyway.At the moment of thinking, Kusanagi Gong tried to block this overly beautiful knife flower with his left arm.The bright white light suddenly flashed, and unexpectedly changed its trajectory, cutting directly towards Kusanagi's throat.

Trouble, if you cut off your head, you will at least lose consciousness for a while...

The harsh sound of weapons rubbing.

The knives collided with each other, and bright red liquid fell from the tip of the weapon held by Yamato Mamoruan.An equally sharp and sturdy knife blocked his attack. The tip of the knife did not hurt Kusanagi, but was being held by someone.Blood red trickled out from the contact surface, and the black-haired swordsman showed no sign of wavering. With a slight force on his numb wrist from the shock, he swung Yamato Shou'an's knife away.

A transparent liquid poured out from among the shattered crystal fragments, and as the liquid level gradually dropped, the monster howled hoarsely.

"Xiao Qingguang... I won't show mercy?"

Yamato Shou Anding was not surprised. For him, Kiyomitsu before making the resisting action was a friendly army, so Kiyomitsu who raised his sword should be wiped out. His judgment has nothing to do with feelings.

Kusanagi grasped Kami Kiyomitsu's slender wrist, and the trembling was undetectable. It seems that this decision has exhausted all his willpower.

Warm palms touched the skin, Qingguang felt that he was pulled away by Kusanagi and ran away, and the latter whispered: "Temporary retreat."

He slammed open the door almost without pausing, the monster's claws ripping through the supply pipes.In Qing Guang's sight, the long-haired man's smile became more and more blurred, like a dream that disappeared.

"……Goodbye."

He whispered quietly.

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Chianti was puzzled, but she had been shot in the right shoulder, and her bruised leg was difficult to move.From the corner of his eye, Cohen fell to the side. Fortunately, he was only unconscious due to being hit on the head with a blunt instrument.Qin Jiu disassembled the gun in front of her, looking down at her as if he was looking at a dying ant.

She resisted the urge to vomit and gritted her teeth: "This is, that gentleman's order!"

Gin, who had always been loyal to that gentleman, glanced at her disdainfully, but said nothing.Holding a short knife beside him, the young man with a tiger cub hanging on his legs and silver head looked up at the closed iron gate: "Master...inside."

Gin nodded, and the contractor in black inserted the knife/tool ​​into the cipher machine.As the current passed, the door slowly opened, making an overwhelmed sound.Chianti couldn't help shivering as the cold air escaped from the crack of the door. She stared at Gin unwillingly: "Did you even ignore that gentleman's order?"

"I'm just here to retrieve something important."

Gin sneered.

Chianti suddenly remembered the rumors in that organization, and before she could make another provocative sentence, a pair of bony palms burning with faint purple mist brushed her cheeks, and came straight towards the gin.However, Moribai's bones were cut off by a short knife, Akita Toshiro and Wuhu looked at each other, and the monster was strangled in a moment, leaving a field of ashes.

Akita's tiger's mouth was a little numb, and he looked at the monster's corpse in surprise, "It's much stronger than the previous retrograde army."

"Did Kusanagi release them...?" Qin Jiu was thoughtful, but no matter what, he couldn't stop him from taking away Kusanagi, and it was the same for Fusangshen.

He no longer looked at Chianti, who was hit by the retrograde army on the wall and lost consciousness after being hit on the head, and took the lead through the empty straight corridor.

Exaggerated and piercing red alarms can be seen everywhere in the hall, and the iron pipes supplying various substances were even dented by unconscious monsters. Only a few computers were still on, and the rest were destroyed.Gin could even hear the wails of monsters, which were mixed with those of humans. He didn't think that Kusanagi Ren would care about the fate of other researchers.

He doesn't care either.

He just wants to find that person.

Qin Jiu avoided the marching army that was rushing towards him, the monster's knife collided with the five tigers, and was stopped halfway, Akita jumped up and split its body.There was only light green fine sand left on the ground again, Gin Wine noticed that the dark pattern carpet in the corridor had been wet, it was not easy to see due to the color.

Torn white clothes and lying bodies piled up, and one of the wounded, who was about to die, seemed to see a life-saving straw, and his blood-stained arm tightly hugged Gin's leg.

What he said on his lips might be a warning of "help me" or "there are monsters". Gin still didn't look at him, and walked across the road where corpses piled up.Although the two Fusangshen were weapons, they were moved with compassion when they saw such a tragic situation. The silver-haired man anxiously confirmed the GPS light spot, and impatiently shot and broke the door lock.

If that guy's useless sympathy is at fault, and he insists on helping the researcher escape... He threw these hypotheses out of his mind and kicked open the door of the laboratory.

Although it is only a small branch of the research institute, the design drawings are extremely intricate and the terrain is undulating.Among them, the basement floor and the second floor are connected to each other, although it cannot be seen, there is a difference in height.Gin watched the green light spot getting closer and closer to him, and looked up at the stairs and platforms that were a little higher above. There was only a faint blue light from the equipment in the room, and the silhouette that appeared from there was a little blurry.

But he can still recognize it.

He didn't make a sound, only the sound of the knife touching the monster. The retrograde army screamed and was pierced and turned into pieces. The young man turned his head and looked at the insoluble darkness.

He was strangely relieved to know that the gin was here.

Maybe it was a mischievous mind at work, he blinked, and fell from the low railing below his waist as if he lost his balance.

"... Mr. Kusanagi?!"

Kiyomitsu had just finished the battle, and hurriedly wanted to grab his hand, but Kusanagi had already fallen weightlessly—his eyesight was far superior to that of ordinary humans, and he soon realized that Kusanagi hadn't hit the ground or those instruments that couldn't tell its purpose.

Warm arms.

"are you angry?"

Kusanagi asked cautiously.

Gin looked down at him, "Are you sure I will catch you?"

"Of course." Kusanagi stretched out his hand, tracing the shadowed face of the man with his cold fingertips, "Because it's Mr. Zhen, so he can definitely find me."