[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

Kusanagi tilted his head slightly.

They had only been separated for half a day, but the close distance made him unable to stop the urge to touch.Seeing the clue, Qing Guang withdrew his hand and breathed a sigh of relief, but felt an inexplicable dull feeling in his heart, as if he was suddenly thrown away. He took a few steps closer, neither daring to approach but not staying away.

Although it was pitch black, the gin could still smell a distinct and strong smell of blood.Kusanagi poked him twice: "Put me down, eh..."

He blinked helplessly.

He was hung on his arms by the gin in the posture of a princess, and even though his weight was considered malnourished, he still began to worry about whether he would overwhelm the other party.Gin didn't let him go, but moved closer, and before he had time to react, something cold and moist was already covering his lips.

The smell of tobacco—it covered the smell of blood, and then mixed with the blood, breaking into the mouth.Smudged with each other, until the color of each other can not be distinguished, the frantic plunder at the beginning eventually became the territory of the two sides fighting each other.Kusanagi met the only bright eyes in the darkness, he put some strength around Gin's arms, and let him attack the city.

The fiery temperature of the kiss did not last long.Kusanagi was a little breathless, and whispered: "Hide first, Yamato Shou'an is still looking for us."

Gin nodded.The strong smell of blood from the tip of his tongue indicated the fact that Kusanagi was injured, and the dried blood on his clothes made him feel angry.

"Mr. Kusanagi, this way."

Qing Guang opened the secret door next to them for them, and after seeing that they had already entered, he skillfully locked the door.

Kusanagi froze for a moment: "Akita-chan and Tui-chan are in danger?"

"They stayed outside the door." Gin said briefly, "BK-201 is looking for something like that."

The things they mentioned about BK-201 are naturally the swords that may exist here, and the replicas are likely to be made through the real thing, or use the medium of the real thing as the material.Their purpose is not just to leave with Kusanagi Gong, but to completely destroy this place.

Behind the door is a roundabout staircase, which is not as dark as the interior, but is lit with gentle lights.Gin Jiu took this opportunity to see Kusanagi's appearance clearly, he looked like a dead man who ran out from the scene of a horror movie wearing special effects makeup, his face sank, and he stretched out his hand to tear off his coat.

"Wait, wait, this is not good, Mr. Zhen, Qingguang is only three months old!" Kusanagi fought hard, "And, there is really nothing! The wound will heal..."

The skin was as smooth as new, without leaving any scars, as if it hadn't been cut by a sharp knife at all.Although he had known for a long time that his physique was unusual, it was difficult for Qin Jiu to feel it.No matter how much pain he suffers, the ability that will never be reflected on the surface is not a gift to him, which means that he will never be able to reach the reality of death. How many times has he experienced the death of the other party? I don't know at all.

"It really doesn't matter." Kusanagi moved his hand away, "It's just a little bit painful, but Kiyomitsu, is your injury okay?"

"Hey, I'm fine."

Qing Guang didn't expect that he would suddenly shift the topic to himself, and he was stunned for a long time before he stammered to answer.He looked at himself, the blood in his palm had dried up, and the wound hadn't opened again, but the scald from the battle between the contractor and Toru Amuro felt faintly painful when rubbing against it.But it's nothing compared to Kusanagi who was pierced by Yamato Shou'an. He always has a sense of fear when facing silver-haired men, as if seeing a naughty child with parents.

Kusanagi pondered, "Then let's look for the medical kit, and Mr. Hei's knife also needs to be recovered... I'm not very good at finding the way, so let's leave it to the almighty Zhen-san!"

Although Kiyomitsu grew up here, he doesn't know much about the purpose of each room.Without hesitation, he handed over the responsibility of leading the way to Qin Jiu.

With a disgusted expression of not thinking I was Doraemon, Gin threw the headset in his hand to Kusanagi. After a burst of noise, the contractor who acted alone sent a message: "It's an unusual place to be located here. Storage room—enemy attack, please wait a moment."

On the other end, there are countless noisy hisses and hoarse groans, which sound like they have been hit hard.What is worrying is that he immediately cut off the communication, and had no way of knowing what happened. Qingguang carefully said: "Yes... there are also artificial beasts over there?"

"Probably attacked by the retrograde army."

Kusanagi nodded to Gin. The latter's GPS has located Hei's location, and the light spot belonging to him is moving. It seems that he was forced to retreat by the retrograde army, but at present they can only rely on the time Hei bought. Go to that lab.Qingguang let out a breath, and gradually tightened his grip on the handle of the knife.

The retrograde army trying to leave from the exit was almost cut off by the fusangshen guarding the two snipers. According to them, the replicas had no intelligence and were stronger than the ones they encountered before. Variety of upgrades.

After the not-so-long spiral staircase, the retrograde army stretched out his arm, which had been ossified from the fingertips, and passed by with a clean cheek.Startled, he turned his wrist slightly, and the tip of the knife pierced through the monster's head from top to bottom. Its head resembled both a human being and an evil ghost that would appear in Ukiyo-e scrolls. Smelling the smell of decay, the monster let out a mournful wail, and finally turned into smoke and dust.It seemed to say something, and it seemed to be just some meaningless murmur.

Qing Guang watched it disappear with a sense of loss, Qin Jiu fired two shots, and unscrewed the escape door below without any effort.

The blowing cold air made Qingguang shiver. The laboratory is full of glassware, densely arranged.With the flickering, extremely low-temperature cold light, he could clearly see the human figures in the vessel—they looked like dolls, but also human beings, and their faces were not peaceful, but almost non-existent blanks.The glass surface was covered with a thin layer of pale frost, Qing Guang looked at their different but handsome faces, and couldn't help taking a step back.

"It seems that these are one of the raw materials." Kusanagi complexly flipped through the documents left on the table by the escaped researcher, and the white printing paper was stained with red, "Not just copied Fusangshen, but inferior human beings will be For the production of the retrograde army, in a sense, the two have the same origin. These children should come from orphanages, or various places..."

California Qingguang may be one of them, because he is lucky enough, or because of good quality, he has the opportunity to have the ability to think independently.

"Are they - okay, come out?"

"Little devil, we don't have time to take care of them." Gin noticed his thoughts and said coldly, "Your sympathy is useless, look carefully, they are already close to vegetative things, and it is impossible to return to human life .Abusing your compassion will only make it worse."

"...it's rare for you to speak so harshly to a stranger."

Kusanagi put down the form that seemed to be a list of experimental subjects, and said sincerely.

Gin turned his face away, and opened the next door: "Because it's stupid. What can you sense?"

"Don't treat me like a human body radar." Kusanagi protested, "Unlike that time in Akita, I felt that I should take the knife away, and it's not like Tui-chan has a hint of hide-and-seek, it's better to say it's nothingness, here It's like there's nothing...I'm not sure."

What worries him the most is that there is nothing here, but he can only bite the bullet.

The air in the second room has obviously warmed up a lot. Out of consideration for the collection, only mild lighting is used here.It is not difficult to see that this is a storage room for displaying weapons. There are tear marks visible to the naked eye on the walls and the floor. Several broken wires are lying on the ground, which should be black weapons.

"We must find him quickly."

Kusanagi murmured, there are at least thousands of swords hanging here, all of which are materials, and there are no nameplates engraved on them. People who don't know swords at all can't tell them apart.

For some reason, his eyes fell involuntarily on the weapons placed on the higher workbench.

It is completely incorrect to call it a weapon, because this is a broken knife, only half of the blade is covered with cracks, as if it will be wiped out with a light touch, let alone kill the enemy.But Kusanagi was sure of its beauty as a knife.

As if seeing a bright red phantom, he touched the cold blade, "Although it's a bit unbelievable, I think it's the real one... California Qingguang."

"If you don't mind, can I protect this sword, Mr. Kusanagi?"

Qing Guang said suddenly.

Even if he was looking at this weapon for the first time since he was born, he would still be inexplicably attracted by the beauty of the other party. This kind of bond that seems to be imprinted on the soul is really irresistible.Compared with it, the world's luxuriously decorated magical weapons are all overshadowed.

Gin was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and his technique was terrifying. He threw the exquisite square box to Kusanagi, who hurriedly caught it.There was no lock on the wooden box, and it could be easily opened. Inside was a pair of ashes mixed with black and yellow. It was not difficult to see that it was a relic left by the burning of paper.

"...There is a vague connection." Kusanagi closed the box, "I guess they can't be used, so they can only be collected temporarily."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a laptop that was not turned off. On the lit screen was an incomprehensible proposal, to the effect that it was a replica of a certain Token Fusangshin under development.Since this knife is slightly less practiced than the knife, they decided to develop a team that is different from the only individual, but mass-produced.

Short sword, Rando Shiro.

But the production was unsuccessful, and the knife is still here.

Gin's eyes paused for a moment on the nameplate. In order for the researchers to distinguish clearly, this was the only weapon marked.He threw the knife directly without any mercy.Ranto Shiro was almost rescued by Kusanagi, and he hugged him into his arms. He still didn't forget to protest: "This is a fragile product!"

"..."

Gin wanted to say something, but the floating and falling cherry blossoms quickly attracted his attention.

Amidst the flourishing words of flowers, Kusanagi realized that what he was holding was no longer some kind of knife, but a human body that was neither soft nor hard.Light-colored long hair hangs down, brushing against his side cheeks, white and slender hands provocatively covering the skin, only to hear the murmur mixed with laughter:

"I'm Rantoshiro... Do you want to go into a frenzy with me?"

The girl smiled and said her lines, but Kusanagi had already been dragged back to someone before she could respond to her gender.

"...I didn't expect you Fusangshen to have girls. I'm so sorry that Tuijiang and the others made me preconceived."

"My lord, your point of view is not wrong."

"..."

"If you care about the bottom of my clothes—"

Gin: "No need."

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Hei: I can still save it...