[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

Skuwaro snorted coldly, and did not take over the broken prosthesis. For some reason, Kusanagi coughed dryly and said to him very intimately: "Mr. Skuwaro, I can borrow your clothes. Why don't you tie it up first?"

Although I don't know what else it can be used for if you tie it back, at least he will feel at ease. With this in mind, he received the expression of what stupid things you are talking about from Skuvalo and the mixed feelings in Akai Shuichi's eyes.Kusanagi shoved his hands back into his pockets gloomily, but half of them were still exposed, crumbling.

It's quite a performance art, and he doesn't have a hand fetish.

Skuvalo heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that he was not an enemy, he leaned against the wall and fell slowly, his silver hair was smeared with blood clots.Kusanagi was going to help him, but considering his arrogant temper, he just wanted to think about it.

"Our child was also taken away." Kusanagi confessed honestly, "The name is Edogawa Conan, and because he happened to be helped by Mr. Akai, he simply sneaked in."

Akai withdrew his gun and gave him a sharp look: Don't throw the blame on me.

"Hmph, the FBI's hand has already reached here." Scovalo grinned and sneered, "I thought you would cooperate with Ryuhei Morita."

"Even if we have tracked down Pengo Lie for a long time, we will not associate with low-ranking people." Shuichi Akai shrugged, "Ryuhei Morita hired an unknown swordsman who was born in the world, and thought you Balian would abandon the young Pengo Row. Well, I never thought there would be someone better than Sword Emperor, and the second generation has reached its limit."

"Huh? A mere bastard running dog..."

"The mafia is not qualified to say that either."

Kusanagi held his chin, thinking that Shuuichi Akai is really a strange man in the modern age, if he goes out to buy a pack of cigarettes, he might run into nine people who have hatred against him, no matter whether they are black or white, seeing him is like meeting the enemy who killed his father.The young man complained in a low voice: "Brother Xiu, do you usually make enemies on all sides like this?"

"Please get rid of the meaningless role-playing, Kusanagi-kun." Akai was stunned for a moment, and was about to say how he was so hated by others, and then remembered that Amuro, the police officer, hated him so much that he didn't even want to believe the news of his death. Holmes used him as a tool, and the protective Miyano Shiho often stared at him suspiciously... My sister at home was also worried.

Hey, it seems to be true.

FBI ace, Akai Shuichi fell into a deep depression.

"Don't hit it, don't hit it." Kusanagi sighed, "Mr. Skuvalo, I apologize on his behalf, and it doesn't matter if I chop it up later."

"It's a personal enmity."

Akai complained.

The man looked at Skuvalo with ease, "So, can you submit your testimony, Mr. Sword Emperor of Balian."

Mentioning this aspect, Scuvaro frowned in displeasure. His black clothes were already covered with wet dark blood, and it was already at the end of his strength to hold on here.Akai also had no intention of bickering, and spontaneously guarded against enemies who might attack suddenly, leaving only the corner of his eye to Skuvalo. Personally, he was still very curious about who could force the second-generation sword emperor back .

"Isn't it time to ask this, Mr. Skuvalo, can you still see this number clearly?" Kusanagi stretched out his finger and shook it in front of him. Unexpectedly, he got a very aggrieved stare from the other party, but at least he hit it. Full of anger, "Wait, it stands to reason that he should have gone into shock after losing so much blood."

He was referring to the turbid black and red left on the ruins, and the scene of spreading on the debris of the wall like a splashed ink painting is really shocking. Regarding this, Skuvalo showed his original expression, and looked at the man with some disgust. Chip traces:

"It's that guy's blood."

The reason for being forced to retreat, besides the invincible warrior/knife, is also the opponent's style of play that is not afraid of death at all.The strength of his body has already surpassed the scope of human beings, no matter what kind of wounds he leaves, he cannot stop his movements at the slightest.

This is different from the Fusangshen that Kusanagi knew. Foxnosuke once told him that even Fusangshen would leave because of the broken knife.The manufactured California Qingguang and Yamato Shou'an will obviously become sluggish due to the pain. Once the body is damaged, the main body will be implicated.

"The color of the blood is so strange." Kusanagi blinked, for some reason, he couldn't help but lock his consciousness on the dark red.

The young man knelt on one knee, the bare skin of his fingertips touched the darkness, a mass of dry color seemed to have life, twisting, stretching, wriggling, erupting around.However, looking away, as if it was just some paranoid illusion, Kusanagi watched the black-purple mist diffuse on the surface of the blood-stained black mud, and could no longer catch it.

Just as he was about to speak, a sharp palpitation burst out of his throat, and the black shadow was standing opposite him.

His face was shrouded in haze, and the military uniform set off his tall and straight figure, rather it was as if it was tailor-made for him to attract attention.Kusanagi raised his head in astonishment, and the opponent did not draw his sword to attack immediately, even though he was holding the knife right in his hand.The only thing that can be clearly recognized by the young man is his soft short hair in aqua blue.

"you……"

The words between his lips passed through the air accurately.The young man tilted his head obtusely, as if confirming the correctness of his intuition, and those clear eyes instantly broke away from the black mist and became very clear.

Not the eyes of a murderer, not a tool or a machine.

Just thinking about some old things, so there is a mixture of sadness and tenderness, the eyes that belong to the elder brother.

"Sorry, I will protect you."

The corners of the young man's lips seemed to be more curved, and he smiled slightly.

Wuming Fusangshen lowered his head, and put his hand on the handle of the knife. Kusanagi could feel that he had lost any emotion called confusion after confirming the target.In the next second, a dazzling white light cut in, and when Kusanagi came back to his senses, Jin Ge handed over that he had been thrown to Shuichi Akai by Skuvalo.

"Little devil, what are you still doing!" Scuvaro cursed viciously. The sword on his prosthetic limb was broken, and his spare sword also had fine lines. It was obviously not suitable for long-term battles. "Take him away."

Akai fired silently, and the bullets in the entire magazine almost didn't miss. Fu Sangshen didn't even cry out in pain, and persistently drew his knife to hit Skuvalo's defense time and time again.

The young man had no intention of fighting. Seeing that the silver-haired swordsman could not pursue him for a while, he immediately changed his target and rushed towards Akai Shuuichi.For some reason, Kusanagi found that his own reflection was only in his eyes, as if all the harm in the world was no longer important.

"give me back."

The youth whispered.

"He seemed to be talking." Kusanagi half-drawn the blade of the sword and asked, "Mr. Akai, did you hear that?"

"what?"

Akai said inexplicably, "No matter how you listen to it, it sounds meaningless. Is this guy really conscious?"

"Hard to say."

Kusanagi replied.

The point of Fu Sangshen's knife grazed his skin, and it was only an instant, and he was already standing quietly behind Kusanagi.Feeling the snow-white sword glow sticking to his throat, Kusanagi was not really afraid, what he was curious about was why the opponent behaved so strangely.

When he got closer, he realized Fu Sangshen's faint breathing.

"Tsurumaru, why did you betray me?"

Fu Sangshen clung to him, cold breath wafting from his ears, Kusanagi realized that he was talking about the Taidao.Regrettably, Tsurumaru Kuni never appeared, he seemed to disappear and did not respond to any calls.

"Are you asleep?" the young man said to himself, "Forget it... Did Tsurumaru ask you to come here? Fujishiro."

Is this man, insane?

Kusanagi looked at Akai blankly, and the latter gave him a look not to act rashly.

"You're here, it's okay, I will protect my brothers, not like last time." The young man lowered his tone, as if comforting someone, "Don't worry. You can't become like that, you can't disappear... We made a deal."

The blade was clearly still attached to the skin, and the blood vessels could be cut open with a little effort, but he was as kind as if he was about to hug himself in the next second.Kusanagi almost had the urge to push him away and pick his head back when the time comes.

"Mr. Akai, can you do it, shoot, shoot!"

"...Even if I shoot you through, I can't hurt him. I won't waste bullets."

Akai Shuichi scoffed.

"Mr. Scuvaro?"

The silver-haired swordsman snorted irritablely, but remained stalemate in place, what was wrong with learning, he was full of arrogance, and his hostage rescue class was absolutely zero.

No, the Mafia doesn't learn this.

Kusanagi sighed deeply, and decided to give him a punch, whether he can save his head or not.Fu Sangshen didn't push the blade forward, nor did he intend to see the way he let go. He was about to elbow Fu Sangshen's abdomen, but suddenly he felt the ground shaking, his feet were unstable, and he was caught by someone who was also too late to guard against him. Fu Sangshen hugged him even tighter.

earthquake?

wrong.

"I'm sorry, Gong." Amuro Toru's tired and uncontrollable laughter came from the headset, "We just blasted the building of the Morita Group, and it was my fault for not stopping Gin."

"Senior, I think you are very happy, as long as you are happy."

Kusanagi didn't have time to complain too much, the whole building trembled because of this lack of common sense intrusion method, God knows what kind of explosives they used, and the labyrinth floor, which was far stronger than ordinary materials, began to spread cracks.At first he thought it was simply due to the explosion, but when he looked carefully, he realized that there was a cracking sound only where he and Fu Sangshen were.

The pitch-black sword in his hand had landed on the ground not far away at some point, and a white crane half-squatting beside the sword was looking at them curiously.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.

There are many meanings hidden in the intoxicating golden pupils. He picked up the sword and stabbed the tip of the sword to the ground, and the creaking and shaking became more and more intense.And he himself stepped on the raised knife leisurely, looking down at them from above.

"Please, Master God Judge." He bowed frivolously and smiled happily, "This child is very awkward, and it is difficult to get along with him."

"Crane, Maru—"

The flat ground finally began to fall apart. Fu Sangshen with short blue hair seemed to want to kill this betrayed friend immediately, but the human being in his arms grabbed his sleeve tightly.

The two fell into the darkness together.

"His name is Yiqi Yizhen, please remember."

Tsurumaru's voice fluttered and flickered, and the syllables fell into the other world, stirring up ripples.

"My friend who has been imprisoned because of his strong desire to kill the former God interrogator, please let him get a satisfactory result. Please."

He closed his eyes.

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