Vest life from scratch

At the beginning of the conversation between the two, a small amount of mist has gradually diffused in the air.

And as the conversation time between the two increased a little bit, the fog wrapped around the two of them became thicker and thicker.

"...Do you feel something is wrong?" Tsukimi Risharo curled her fingers, "I..." She turned her head and looked straight in a certain direction unconsciously, her pupils suddenly dilated, "...Fei Jia ...?"

Zenyuan Shier followed suit and sensed that the person standing there had disappeared in the mist.

Did not perceive the movement of the other party to leave.

Is it because of the fog?

The creepy sense of crisis invaded his senses in an instant, Zenyuan Shier drew a knife in time to block, and barely blocked a stab from Yuejian Risharo.

The feeling of a living person faded from the girl's black single eyes, and the whole person gave him a changed feeling, like a corpse that had just floated up from the Styx River, corroded by the sulfuric acid-like lake water, leaving only a pale skeleton.

But the slash and stab she swung was clearly menacing like thunder.

This is the school of swordsmanship that Zenyuan Shi'er is very familiar with... the swordsmanship that Shui Wuyuemian also uses.

——The Obscure Moon Ghost Killing Flow.

According to Yumema Fuyuki, this is a genre created and used by Fuyin Chichie, and constantly improved in actual combat.

Because of his own psychological reasons, he was unable to attack Minazukimian, and because of the special contagiousness of Fuyin Chichie's ability, he hadn't been able to fight the assassination style created purely for killing others.

Now is the time to let him take a lesson.

The mist grew thicker as time passed.

A strange milky-white thick fog covered them, making the two of them faintly visible in each other's sight, but this kind of obstacle, which should add great difficulty to the battle, could not stop the two who had already experienced many battles at all.

The strong wind brought by the intersecting blades briefly blew away the thick fog, but soon the fog relentlessly coiled up again.

Zenyuan Shier relied on the time-lag ability of the weapon to hit the burst damage that fell on Yuejian Risharo like a bull into the sea, but the damage caused by the opponent's short knife actually remained on his own body.

Not good.I always feel like I'm going to lose.

Even if her ability is sealed like this, she can still rely on the habitual reversal technique in her body to instantly heal the wound without losing the wind.

So, he really hates this kind of talented conjurer the most——

Then the fighting continued for another ten minutes.

Tsukimi Risharo's dagger is still fierce with the help of the reversal technique, but her own strength limits her performance. No matter how delicate and dexterous her movements are, there will be mistakes due to this set of swordsmanship that requires a certain amount of strength .

These flaws could not allow Chanyuan Shier to defeat her, but they were enough to keep the battle between the two of them at a stalemate.

"I really can't do anything about you." Chanyuan Shier, who had turned from offense to defense early on, was full of regret and arrogance. "It's a pity that you seem to be the same with me."

In fact, as long as one party kills the killer, all problems can be solved, but they both keep their hands in exactly the same way.

...It seems that the guy's consciousness has not been completely lost.

But this only made the situation more troublesome.

With Zenyuan Shier's current ability, there are only three ways to break the game: the first is to kill the opponent, which he has no choice but to veto from the very beginning; the third is to restrict the opponent's actions, but in the reversal technique Under the action of formula, the success of this method may infinitely tend to zero.

The last one is to procrastinate and wait for that Fei Jia to come back here.

From the fact that Yuejian Risharo's action before going crazy was a conditioned reflex to find the figure of the other party, we can see how important Fei Jia is to maintaining her consciousness.Although Zenyuan Shier still doesn't know Fei Jia's identity and specific thoughts, at least one thing is certain.

Even if he harbors ill intentions towards Tsukimi Risaro, as long as his brain is still functioning normally, he can understand that now is not the best time to let Tsukimi Risaro go crazy.

and so……

"Let's kill the time slowly, and wait for the Prince Charming who rescued you to come over."

Well.

Zenyuan Shier once again held off an attack from Yuejian Risharo, thinking lightly.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if that Fei Jia's brain is so bad that he can't even figure it out, he doesn't think that a blade like Tsukimi Risharo who is easy to get out of control, the old library—— It may be the Council of Thorns, and it will not be specially equipped with a scabbard to limit its sharpness.

Even, think about it in a more troublesome direction.

The one-on-one troublesome matter between him and Yuejian Risharo might have been arranged by the former An Gewei.

As soon as this idea popped up in his mind, Zenyuan Shier paused:

"……No way."

Meanwhile, the port mafia.

Under the protection of Doge and Maomao, An Gewei, who returned safely to his own territory, supported his cheeks and enjoyed watching the performance of Shier in the monitoring center of the Chanyuan. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the invisible white whale in mid-air.

The dense fog covered the city below, separated the worlds of the supernatural beings and non-supernatural beings, and also separated the foggy ground from the non-foggy sky.

Estimating that there would be no other interesting dramas for him to watch in a short time, he got up and poured himself a glass of wine.

Samuel's indifferent eyebrows and eyes suddenly appeared on the screen on the table:

"Report to the leader." His cold and restrained voice was cut off by Ann mercilessly, "Samuel, I said that when there are no outsiders, you should call my brother."

"Yes, I understand, brother." Samuel rationally did not intend to entangle Ann on the issue of address, "Currently Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's supernatural power has completely covered the entire Yokohama, I don't think the Supernatural Secret Service will Sit and watch."

Contrary to Samuel's attitude of attaching importance to the Supernatural Secret Service, An just casually responded that he already knew about it.

Samuel frowned inexplicably: "Brother, you are not at all wary of the Supernatural Secret Service..."

"That's not right."

An idlely pressed the edge of the glass with his index finger, and spun it flexibly on the table round and round, and the transparent golden wine swayed into fine white foam, shining like gold: " Because I paid attention to it a long time ago, so I don’t need to pay attention to it now... what about the specific personnel deployment?"

Samuel didn't understand what he meant, but he followed his meaning and reported the problem of staff deployment: "I have strictly followed your idea and divided Doge and Ozaki Hongye into an action group. Maomao and Nakahara Naka also divided into another action team, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Black Lizard were all arranged by my side."

"Can you please tell me the meaning of this arrangement...Since our purpose is to let the white whale fall from the sky, wouldn't it be good to concentrate all the enemies on the white whale? Arranging like this will only make them think there is a chance Multiply, disperse our forces in an attempt to defeat us one by one..."

"This is what I want to achieve." An just took a sip of the wine, then pushed the glass away in disgust, "This wine tastes terrible."

"If you don't like it, don't drink it." Samuel said nothing to his brother, who is always childish in some small things, "You said that this is what you want to achieve...you deliberately let our personnel If there are flaws in the deployment, will it be easier for the opponent to break through one by one?... I don’t understand what is the benefit of this.”

"Samuel, although acting should be lifelike, don't act so that you believe it." An Han said with a smile, "Think carefully about the flaws in this combination? Maomao's illusion has no offensive power—this Is it true? Dogg's ability is only time stillness-isn't this more ridiculous than the last one?"

Samuel recalled it for a moment before it dawned on him, and then he fell into greater doubts in an instant: "...but why would I ignore such an obvious thing?"

"Of course it's because I used my ability on you." Ann Gewei admitted without any embarrassment, "Samuel is too good to see through, and I had no choice but to add a layer of insurance to you. "

As a bodyguard, Guangjin Liulang, who heard the whole process of chatting up to this point: "..."

He silently raised Mr. Gewei's already high level of cruelty and disdain in his heart by a few notches.

But different from his feelings, Samuel, who should feel more offended, exhaled and thanked from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you very much, if your plan fails because of me showing a clue, I will never Death is not absolved."

An accepted it frankly: "It's also the elder brother's responsibility to think about my lovely younger brother."

The three brothers and He Lele, only Guangjin Liulang hesitated to speak.

... Leader, do you still remember the original purpose of the communication?

Fortunately, Samuel woke up in time and brought back the topic that almost seriously deviated from his original idea: "You expect them to destroy us one by one, but you actually want to defeat them one by one in turn. I already understand this."

"But after sending Chuya Nakahara out, how are you going to shoot down the white whale in the sky?"

"About this, I think you, Samuel, should also know that the space that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's mist can cover is limited." He leisurely tapped the table in front of him with his index finger, "It just so happens that my supernatural power It also works in limited spaces."

limited space.

Samuel accurately extracted this keyword, because of the idea that emerged in his mind, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Could it be that you want to..."

"If you want to shoot down a flying object that breaks into the territory, whether it's shooting down the flying object itself or the pilot of the flying object - it's an effective way to achieve your goal, right?" An looked down at the thick fog rolling under his feet, "Shi Ryuhiko Sawa’s superhuman ability thoughtfully divided the city of Yokohama for me, and gave me the limited space in the sky above Yokohama for me to play freely.”

"——Isn't this the best stage for my supernatural ability to ignore civilian casualties?"

"I fully understand that you left Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's life for this moment." Samuel calmly opened his mouth, and by the way, he also convinced Hirotsu Yanagi, "You have already I expected that there would be a time when you had to make a move, and at the moment when you realized Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability, you successfully figured out a way to use Shibusawa Tatsuhiko."

Samuel smiled admiringly when he thought of this: "...It is indeed you, brother."

Ah, that's not true, it was just a lack of useful manpower at that time.

An Ding, who was thinking this way, would not say that. He naturally showed an appreciative smile, and then nodded in agreement: "I didn't expect you to realize this. Samuel has also grown a lot."

"I'm still far from your intelligence. Then don't disturb your enjoyment of watching the theater. If something unexpected happens later, I will report to you again." Samuel glanced at Ann with a respectful attitude. The wine glass in front of him suddenly turned into a helpless connivance.

"Finally, brother." He said with a smile before hanging up, "at least exchange the draft beer for a glass of red wine when celebrating."

Ann actually knows nothing about wine. Gewei elongated his tone dissatisfiedly: "Whether it's wine or any other drink, as long as it makes us feel good when poured out, it's fine. You think so too, right?"

He raised the wine glass in his hand, as if touching someone in the air:

"Supernatural power - "Martyr". "

Everything is dead silent.

Until the ear-piercing sound of the huge object falling and piercing through the air sounded, it seemed that the white whale uttered its last mournful cry before death.

Just as Osamu Dazai put down the coffee cup in his hand, he met Atsushi Nakajima's curious eyes.

The young man scratched his cheek, without the slightest sense of being caught, and asked, "Who was Mr. Dazai clinking glasses with just now?"

"how is this possible?"

Osamu Dazai blinked innocently: "I'm just wondering whether pouring hot coffee on my head will burn me to death or drown me."

The author has something to say: vv: Dazai, sure enough you got involved again.

Qingmei: An Anzi: Your subordinate is very good, and he will be mine in the next second!

Girlfriend: Now: Ann Gerwie, what is his plan to collect these people?

Ome: Everyone in the future: Didn’t you think that this game was laid out so long ago?Ann Gerwig was terrifying!

vv: An Anzi: (confused) But I just wanted to get more talents!

我：xsl感谢在2021-08-1520:58:26~2021-08-1720:03:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Moshilu;

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