The room chief's sword doesn't want to go home today

"The crowd is outraged, the family members of the victims of the Kaguto incident gathered in the hora bar"

Just when Qingshou was thinking about whether to ask about Chi Jian's situation, a hot message was suddenly pushed on the top of the screen.

This is…

Click in and take a look, the first page is a photo of mobs holding sticks and blocking the demonstration outside the Hora bar. Red and green paint was dumped on the closed bar door, and there are still scattered on the ground. Molotov cocktail fragments, sporadic flames danced in the open space outside the door.

The family members of the victims who have been concealing the truth for so many years are undoubtedly the group of people who reacted the most extreme at this moment. They always thought that their family members were separated from them forever because of natural disasters, but they did not expect that it was a man-made disaster that caused the instigator of this tragedy. , I have been living by my side.

This is too difficult for them to accept.

Turning back, it is basically the reporter's interviews with the demonstrators. The overall meaning is just one, and Chi Jian must be paid with blood.

Seeing this, Qingshou pouted a little speechlessly.

At that time, Achi was just the sword held by Kagutsu Xuanshi, instead of blaming the person holding the sword, he hated the giant sword wielded by that person.

What's more, as long as the slate is there, neither Achi nor he will die in the true sense.

Continuing to look down, Qingshou subconsciously squeezed his phone tightly when he saw the increasingly excessive insults from the crowd behind him.

The strong malice in the text is almost overflowing from the screen, can these people really not use their brains to think?

For the first time, Qingshou had negative emotions towards this group of human beings who were regarded as victims.

"Well, this storm of rebellion will soon be over."

A slender and powerful hand covered the screen, "There is a press conference arranged by Yuqian, let's go together?"

Munakata Reisi still had that calm expression. It has to be said that his attitude very well calmed Qingshou's inner prejudice against human beings.

"it is good."

Qingshou nodded and got up.

They said they attended the press conference together, but in fact Aomori just accompanied Munakata Reiji to the Pillar Tower, and then waited alone in the backstage lounge.

!After all, if he appeared in front of the media now, he would definitely be the target of attacks.

Clicking on the live broadcast room of the press conference, Qingshou watched as the spokesperson of the Golden Clan was explaining a series of events of the king.

In addition to several members of the Golden Clan who were in politics, there was also Munakata Reishi present.

The silver king made it clear that he didn't want to get involved in secular disputes anymore, let alone the red king, he still had a lot of mess to solve.

"...The existence of the king is to better protect the country. You can personally check the reports of various industries in the past decades, and it is not too late to denounce the pros and cons after personally confirming the pros and cons."

After the spokesperson finished his last sentence, he sincerely bowed deeply to all the media.

Such an attitude is indeed easier to accept, and the previous spokesperson also made it clear that the modification and coverage of public memory are all for protection reasons.

In Qingshou's view, the only thing worth apologizing for is modifying other people's memories without authorization. After all, under the leadership of the Golden Clan, all aspects of this country are indeed thriving.

Soon it was time for reporters to ask questions, and these reporters who were extremely sensitive to news hotspots all set their questioning targets on Munakata Reiji.

That is the only king who is at the center of the topic today.

"May I ask if Mr. Munakata really only cares about the disputes between the king and the outsiders, and turns a deaf ear to the life and death of ordinary people?"

It was such an acute question in the first place.

Qingshou looked at the reporter holding a ballpoint pen as a weapon in the screen, and thought he was a righteous man who exposed the dark side, but the hatred for the king in his eyes had almost materialized.

Hearing such a question, Munakata Reiji was not annoyed, and still had his usual polite smirk on his face.

"Sceter4 is an institution dedicated to dealing with outsiders."

"That is to say, you really don't care about the life and death of ordinary people?!"

"Mr. reporter, please be calm. First of all, your question is like asking a doctor why he didn't put out the fire. The reason why this society can run in an orderly manner is not because people from all walks of life do their own thing. Second, it is responsible for maintenance! Sceter4 is not the only one who protects social order, and there will naturally be relevant departments responsible for crimes committed by non-authorities."

"The last point, we have been working on separating the outsiders from the ordinary people before, because what do you think is the probability that the ordinary people will have the upper hand against the outsiders or the supernatural beings..."

"Knock knock knock."

The knock on the door made Qingshou look away from the live broadcast. At this time, is it the golden rabbit?

"May I ask if you are the Sword of Damocles of the Fourth King Munakata Reishi?"

"Do you have emotions?"

"Can you tell me your opinion on human beings?"

"What is your attitude towards the sword of Damocles owned by Zhou Fangzun, the third king? Will you cut it off to protect ordinary people?"

The one who was not invited to the reception was probably a reporter from a tabloid office who was afraid of chaos, and no matter what I said, he would be regarded as a provocation to human beings by the other party.

Let yourself cut off Achi, heh, what do these people think of them.

"The backstage prohibits non-related personnel from entering, get out, human beings."

Qingshou said his answer calmly and indifferently.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for those people to react, the green Wang Yu surrounded the reporters who trespassed backstage one by one.

The gradually shrinking king domain forced the people inside to squat down and look up at Qingshou. They had different expressions, including fear and resentment, but most of them were the excitement of getting good material.

"The Green Sword ignores the law and hurts people", it will definitely explode!

"Almost forgot."

Qingshou spoke to himself, raised his right hand to the reporters in front of him, and a cyan light flashed faintly in his hand.

Correspondingly, all the interview equipment in the reporter's hands and body were shattered.

"What I protect is what Asi wants to protect. As for your attempts to disrupt the order that Asi protects..."

will be killed!

Although Qingshou didn't say the following words, they could all feel the killing intent in Qingshou's words.

Facing Qingshou's undisguised disgust, they fully believed that if Qingjian believed that they would affect the order maintained by Qingwang, Qingjian would definitely kill them without hesitation.

Not only failed to instigate the green sword to cut off the red sword, but almost put his own life in it.

When they were taken away by the golden rabbit who arrived behind, the group of tabloid reporters breathed a sigh of relief, they finally survived.

They shouldn't believe that man's words, saying that Qing Jian has a gentle temper and is easy to talk, and he will definitely get the most valuable news from him.

After watching the reporters whose legs limp from his fright leave his sight, Qingshou turned his head to look at the residues of various photographic equipment on the ground.

On it, there are fluctuations in the power of the Green King.

So is this taking yourself as a breakthrough?

Pick out the pieces with green spray paint from the debris all over the floor, and piece them together.

In the end, Qingshou got a green parrot full of cracks, which is really annoying, this kind of trick is not up to the table.

This is to launch a public opinion war to overthrow the royal power. You really underestimate them. It is not the elites from all walks of life who have infiltrated the time court, and they are enough to firmly control the upper-level regime of the entire country in their own hands.

And if there is a public opinion war, they obviously won't be at a disadvantage, not to mention, the slate is still in their hands.

Crush the parrot in his hand again, Qingshou thought coldly.

He is kind and gentle, and exists only for those he recognizes.

After sending a message to Reiji Munakata who was still answering reporters' questions, Aomori quietly left the lounge.

Sensing Aomori's mood swings, Munakata Reji sighed helplessly.

This group of rude people managed to annoy their own good baby.

Avoiding the sight of the crowd, Qingshou flew all the way around the Barbara garrison, sat on the edge of a certain building, and looked down at the people who surrounded the three floors of the Hora Bar.

!In order to protect the bar, Zhou Fangzun has already opened the Wangyu to prevent these crazy people from getting closer.

Aomori has read all the information about the Kagutsu incident, and all the survivors and relatives of the victims have unconditionally received generous subsidies from the Untimely Court. According to Aomori's understanding, the matter has been settled.

But why are they so angry now?No matter how troublesome the deceased relatives are, it is impossible for them to come back.

What's more, Barbara is completely innocent in the whole thing.

A pair of warm big hands rested on Qingshou's head.

"Just like before, didn't I also attack you irrationally."

As Chi Jian spoke, he sat down next to Qingshou, and the hand on his head slid down naturally, wrapping his arms around Qingshou's shoulders.

The red-haired young man looked at Qingshou with a smile, "Why, are you worried about me?"

"Ah."

Before Chi Jian could laugh happily, Qing Shou added another sentence.

"But that's not the reason for Achi and me to get so close. This kind of action can only be done with the people closest to me."

Qingshou solemnly increased the distance that should be kept in normal social interaction with Chijian, and at the same time moved his body to break away from Chijian's arm.

"puff."

"Achi, what are you laughing at?"

"Whether you really don't understand Qingjian or not, I really like you."

The arm hanging on the shoulder tightened suddenly, and Qingshou's entire sword leaned against Chijian uncontrollably.

'I really like you. '

'It's like you. '

'like you. '

'you. '

"!!!!!!"

Qingshou's face turned red instantly, ah, ah, ah, what does this mean? !

"Hey, I'm done talking, what's your answer?"

His chin was suddenly lifted, and Qing Shoubi inevitably looked into Chijian's expectant eyes.

What's going on! ! ! ! !