[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

The table for dinner was collected by the Central Plains with special abilities.

After the red-haired youth touched the bowls and chopsticks one by one, the tableware glowed with dark red energy, and they lined up and fell obediently into the dishwasher.

Shenshang Zhuli's eyes widened the whole time, and the seal applauded, making a sound that had never been seen in the world,

"Wow, no matter how many times I watch it, I still feel that Nakahara-san's super power is really useful."

Not only can it fight in the sky, but it can also be used for housework!

When Nakahara-san retires one day, he can even open a housekeeping company to provide cleaning services.

In the head of the black-haired boy, the image of the old and vigorous Nakahara Nakaya with his hands behind his back, raised his chin domineeringly, dust and dirty dishes flew into the air, and the house was cleaned all of a sudden.

A gust of wind blew past, lifting Lao Zhongye's cloak with slogans written on it behind him.

——Central Plains cleaning expert, feel the magical power of gravity.

...Yeah, kind of handsome.

The god Zhu Li took a deep breath, accidentally being handsome by his best friend in the small theater.

At this time, a chestnut flew out of the sky and knocked on the young man's forehead.

"It hurts!"

God Zhu Li covered his forehead.

Zhongyuan Zhong also withdrew his hand from tapping the young man's forehead, and said in a low tone, "I said, are you thinking about something very rude?"

"Eh? No, no, I just think Nakahara-san's super power is super cool!"

Immediately, Zhu Li was shocked, and his inexplicable desire to survive made him shake his head crazily.

"It's been said that it's superpowers, not superpowers!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also corrected him angrily.

The red-haired young man who finished handling the tableware glanced at the cat clock on the wall.

"Are you going back?"

The boy's slightly disappointed voice reached the young man's ears, Nakahara Chuya turned his head and met Zhu Li's ruby ​​eyes.

Shenshang Zhuli's upper body was lying on the table, his chin resting on his notebook, and his big eyes looked at Zhongya Zhongyuan from bottom to top.

The red-haired young man paused as he straightened his gloves. For some reason, he felt that the young man looked at him eagerly, like a coquettish domestic cat.

Just, kind of cute.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also whispered in his heart, but he rubbed the boy's fluffy black hair on his face,

"Well, there are still some things in the club, I have to go back and deal with them."

"Eh? Wait a minute, don't touch my head, Nakahara-san."

Shenshang Zhuli put his head in his hands in protest, "The president is not tall!"

Zhong Yuan also raised his eyebrows: "I remember you already?"

"Still growing! I can still grow!" the black-haired boy emphasized.

This familiar rhetoric...

The corner of Chuya Nakahara's mouth twitched, thinking of the data of 159.9cm in the column of the boy's height in the file of the Ministry of Intelligence, he felt that it was better not to break Zhu Li's dream.

If it was Dazai Osamu who heard this, the young man probably heard, "Hahahaha, give up, God Lord, there was a little man who said this before, and then his height never exceeded 160cm!"

But it is a pity that Chuya Nakahara was standing in front of Shenshang Zhuli, so luckily (?) he missed the opportunity to know the truth.

Or... let this kid have a few more years of sweet dreams.

The 1.6-meter Zhongyuan who came here looked down at the god Zhu Li, his eyes were full of sympathy.

"Ah, what a pity, I still want to play a pillow fight with Nakahara-san."

The young man who knew nothing about the terrible future where he would never grow taller, lay down on the table dejectedly, even the dull hair on his head drooped.

"Who wants to play a pillow fight! Are you a primary school student camping for the first time!" The 22-year-old adult male Nakahara Zhong also roared with disgust.

Having said that, a certain black-haired boy was not happy, "Who says playing pillow fights is an elementary school student, and many people who go to work on TV also play!"

"Could it be that Nakahara-san has played before?"

"No!" The red-haired youth categorically denied it.

"...Ah." The god Zhu Li, who was still overbearing just now, paused, and silently turned his gaze away.

"..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction, "What do you mean by that look? En?"

Shenshang Zhuli turned his head guiltily: "No, I'm definitely not thinking about 'Nakahara-san is so miserable, I haven't even played a pillow fight', this kind of impolite thing!"

Nakahara Chuya: "Didn't you say it all!"

Zhu Li pretended to be stupid and slapped his head, "Hey?"

"You guy..."

The red-haired young man stared at the young man for a moment, then suddenly sighed wearily like a deflated ball——

Ah, what on earth is he fussing about with a brat!No, speaking of it, why would he argue with a brat about something as childish as a "pillow fight"!

This guy is simply poisonous!

That's right, the Central Plains has finally discovered that this guy, Zhu Li, is so out of his mind that he can stand shoulder to shoulder with Mount Everest.

Most of the time, you can't argue with him, otherwise your thinking will be easily taken away by the opponent unconsciously, and then defeated by the opponent with rich experience.

The point is that after being "defeated", the person who wakes up will feel double the frustration, and is not at all willing to recall his childish behavior at that time.

For example, Mr. Chuya Nakahara at this time.

"all in all,"

The young man with red hair was so tired that he covered his face with one hand and sighed, "I still have things to go back to Hong Kong and the club. Yokohama is very chaotic these days. Be honest, stay at the shrine if you have nothing to do and don't run around."

Can it be messy?

A building in Port Mafia has disappeared, and an inexplicable alien group is looking for the whereabouts of Renhu all over Yokohama.

Wait a minute...Human Tiger...Tiger...

Hey, can't you?

Zhong Yuanzhong looked at the black-haired boy in disbelief, his proud intuition was beeping.

"Hey, God."

"kindness?"

The red-haired young man frowned, and asked intermittently, "Have you encountered that tiger you mentioned earlier?"

"A tiger?"

Shenshang Zhuli shook his head regretfully under Zhongye Zhongye's staring gaze, with an expression of disappointment on his face,

"It's also very strange to say that Xiaomeng hasn't been here for a long time, and I don't know if he was finally picked up by the zoo."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also hesitated to speak: "...Xiao Meng?"

"That's right! This is the name I gave to that Bengal tiger, isn't it handsome!"

Shenshang Zhuli proudly poked his waist for a while, then sighed regretfully, "What a pity, I thought about bringing Xiaomeng back so that I could help Sanmu, I always feel like I missed a hundred million."

Not just one hundred million, you missed a full seven billion.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at Zhu Li, who was still lamenting the loss of a good thug, and didn't know whether he was feeling lucky or unlucky for the young man.

"You guy... you really have a full accident physique." The red-haired youth said with emotion.

God Zhu Li: "En? Nakahara-san, did you say anything just now?"

"fine!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also replied loudly, the youth recalled the hat and coat with his supernatural power, and put them on with one hand.

For a moment, the amiability shown by the ocher-haired youth in front of the young man faded away, revealing a little oppression and fierceness.

It's a pity that such handsomeness has not been maintained for a second, and it was completely ruined by the young man's instructions before leaving.

The well-dressed gravitationalist left the sky, and before his figure disappeared, he did not forget to leave a warning,

"Remember to stay at the shrine and don't cause trouble!"

Shenshang Zhuli looked up at the figure that was getting farther and farther away in the sky, suddenly laughed mischievously, and shouted loudly,

"I-know-know-la-father Zhongyuan-"

In the midst of the sunset, a certain figure in the sky swayed unsteadily, so it didn't fall down.

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"That brat—"

Central Plains Zhongye was so angry that his teeth itched, the young man landed in a dark alley.

The leather shoes made a crisp sound in the silent alley as they stepped on the cold ground.

It was like a signal, the assassin hiding in the dark rushed out from the shadows, and the wooden warehouse mouth pointed at the back of the red-haired young man.

A cold light flashed in the youth's cobalt blue pupils, he didn't turn his head, he just shifted his body lightly, and then dodged the bullets that were approaching rapidly.

"Is that you guy?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyes to look at the killer, the bullet that missed was under the control of gravity, flashing a dark red light, and penetrated the assassin's knee with a hundred times the gravity and speed.

The assassin fell to the ground with a bang, and bright red blood quickly spread from behind.

"You...you belong to the Port Mafia..."

The killer lying on the ground gasped in pain.

"Oh? It seems that you know a lot about us." The corners of the mafia cadre's lips curled up madly, and behind him, people in black suits walked out one after another.

At the front are the three black lizards headed by Guangjin Liulang.

They stood around the mafia cadre, waiting for orders.

"Black lizard."

"exist."

"Before the boss comes, the torture will be in your hands."

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A shrine far away on the side of a remote mountain

Shenshang Zhuli stretched out a long look at the sky, and said with emotion, "It's really a peaceful day."

Crack, a ruler hit the black-haired boy on the back of the head.

"Meow! Meow!"

Peace of mind!Go back and do your homework when you're full!

Shenshang Zhuli turned his head and saw the cat staring at him with three shadowed eyes. It raised five sharp claws with a sting on its cute cat paws.

"..."

God Zhu Li rolled back to the desk non-stop.

"Ahhhh, I'll just write this now, don't grab that game CD, Zhongyuan Sang just bought it—"

The bitter wailing of the black-haired boy echoed in the shrine.

It did seem to be, a peaceful day.

But if we raise the camera to a higher place, from a height of 20 meters, and look down from the top, we will see that there is always a thick white mist around the quiet shrine.

The spiritual power that cannot be detected by the naked eye forms a transparent barrier, covering the entire Aragami Shrine and isolating others from prying eyes.

This is the god of this shrine, the enchantment that unfolded.

Because of this layer of protection, people with ulterior motives can't get close, and the Supernatural Secret Service Division who intends to monitor can't get close.

To this day, the only people who actually visit this shrine are the port mafia cadres, Nakahara Nakaya, except for the praying believers.

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On a certain street in Yokohama, the honest white-haired boy gratefully bid farewell to the wise former doctor, but he didn't think that Izumi Jinghua beside him could not stand still in fear.

No one noticed that this seemingly decadent and kind former doctor, with his blond powers, walked into a dark alley, where a group of vicious thugs - the Port Mafia - was waiting.

The red-haired cadre at the front took off his hat and knelt down on one knee.

"Is this the killer sent by the group?"

asked the ex-doctor, now port mafia Ogai Mori, as he straddled the twisted limbs.

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "Yes."

"The detective agency and the combination, are we also in a difficult situation?"

The head of Mafia at the port raised his forehead bangs with one hand, and stood in the center of his subordinates who were kneeling on the ground.

——"It seems that the optimal solution is needed, whether it is a detective agency or a combination."

The sea breeze from Yokohama Bay blows from thousands of miles away and blows over every corner of the city.Under the gaze of the sun, the three parties acted independently.

Everything is just as Zhongyuan Zhongya told God Shang Zhuli,

Yokohama is going to be chaotic.

The author has something to say:

okay!After three chapters in the daily routine, the next step is finally into the plot!

Are you ready?

Now the plot line has progressed to the end of the first season, Auntura returns to the detective agency with Kyunghwa

But God Zhu Li boy will not be too involved in the main plot

He is destined to be hidden by the author from time to time like his god, Mr. Zhongyuan

(Kidding,

In fact, the god boy has a plot line to go

Little angels, you can recall the title of this volume again, and you will know~

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Known clues:

Julius Julius, a standard accident physique

even the occasional tiger

They are all people and tigers competing for by various organizations

God boy who knows nothing

Lost 70 billion

Mr. Chuya Nakahara, who has never played a pillow fight

Seeing through the future where young people will not grow tall in this lifetime

But he was kind, he didn't say

Aragami Shrine map unlocked

That's right, it's the enchantment with gods outside

Sneaking someone who wants to come to the door, such as a bandage waste device

I can only get lost every day and can't find the intersection

Otherwise, can the young man Zhu Li be so leisurely?

But Juri doesn't know

Aragami said, don't make a fuss about small things

PS. Mr. Zhongyuan, do you remember the last time you told the boy not to cause trouble, what happened in the end (hee hee

感谢在2020-07-2923:27:47~2020-07-3023:03:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Senyang; 8 bottles of Tingnan; 2 bottles of Yixiao Tongming;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!