In Shimokutagawa, the name is...

Atsushi Nakajima gritted his teeth, desperately avoiding the white tiger's attack.Although Quan Jinghua wanted to help him many times, but Yasha Baixue's blade flew past her cheek in the next second, and she couldn't take care of it.

The turbulent smog enveloped them, unable to escape.Nakajima Atsushi heard the sound of fighting and low gasps not far away, perhaps the companions of the detective agency were also fighting.The huge and ferocious figure of the white tiger formed a terrifying shadow in front of him, like a nightmare he could not escape, and the man's extremely indifferent voice.

If...if he defeats the supernatural ability, he will be reunited with the tiger and become a terrifying beast.Atsushi Nakajima's fingers trembled as he pulled the trigger, but missed a single bullet.He bit his lip, and the hand/gun fell to the ground?.

Invincible, such a powerful ability... That was his succubus, the fear he couldn't get rid of, and the source of all his pain 18 years ago.Atsushi Nakajima trembled and covered his eyes. Blood and tears mixed and fell to the ground, splashing dark red flowers one after another.

"Dun!" Quan Jinghua watched in horror as the huge white tiger's paws shone with cold light, and it had already reached the white-haired boy.But the other party seems to have suffered some devastating blow, actually squatting on the ground? Motionless, as if turned into a sculpture.

She gritted her teeth and jumped up lightly, but was blocked by Yasha's knife in mid-air, and had to twist her body to avoid the sharp edge, so that she could only watch helplessly as the claw was about to touch the white-haired boy's forehead.

'Dun! 'Quan Jinghua let out a mournful cry.

The sound of claws piercing into flesh and blood, and the muffled hum that was suppressed to the extreme.

Atsushi Nakajima raised his eyes in a daze, and saw the dark and familiar figure standing in front of him.Originally white as snow, the hair on the temples was wet with sweat and blood, sticking to the side of the face, and the coat on the body was also stained with gray dust.

"Mustard... Chuan..."

The young man's arm forcibly grabbed the white tiger's sharp claws, and the skin of his fingers had been cut, dripping with bright red blood.His legs trembled a little, and his body shook slightly.

The ferocious face of the white tiger was reflected in those smoky gray pupils, but the young man didn't show any emotion. He turned his head and said in a very low voice, "Atsushi Nakajima, hurry up!"

"Ah? Ah!" Atsushi Nakajima hurriedly came to his senses, and he didn't care about thinking too much. Taking advantage of the stalemate between the two sides, he punched the red crystal on Baihu's forehead.The crystal shattered, and the next second, the white tiger dissipated.

The young man straightened up, looked at the cut in his hand and frowned, but he didn't care about his own injury, he just looked at Izumi Kyoka who was meeting Yasha Baixue's blade over there, and pulled out his hand from his waist neatly/ Gun, one shot shattered the crystal on Yaksha's forehead.

The whole movement did not take more than three seconds. Quan Jinghua put away the small knife, and the wooden clogs fell on the ground with a crisp crackling sound. She hurried to that side and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Atsushi Nakajima had not suffered any obvious injuries. .

"Akutagawa, why are you here..." Atsushi Nakajima couldn't figure out why the other party wanted to save himself, but after seeing the other party's injury, he immediately changed his words, "You should go and treat your injury quickly."

"No, it's a waste of time." The young man casually threw the gun to Atsushi Nakajima, frowned and looked at the skeleton in the distance that was looming in the mist, and said in a low voice, "Sure enough... the control power has declined, and even the ability to locate It's starting to go wrong..."

"Both of you, go to the building over there of the Supernatural Secret Service Division." He casually tore off a strip of cloth from the hem of his coat and tied it symbolically, "Chuya Nakahara and Ango Sakaguchi are over there."

"Then where are you going?" Quan Jinghua looked at him and asked.

"Remove the plug, this distance should no longer be a deviation."

"We're going too!" Atsushi Nakajima said immediately, "We were going there in the first place to rescue Mr. Dazai."

"The request is dismissed. You guys just go to the Supernatural Secret Service Section and stay there. It's very safe there."

"Hey! Akutagawa, why!" How could Atsushi Nakajima allow himself to be a deserter, "And Mr. Ango from the Supernatural Secret Service Division asked us to deal with that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko , I am a member of the detective agency, this is the commission of our armed detective agency."

"So now? I am entrusting the person in charge to change it. I have already told Ango Sakaguchi that I will handle this matter. You guys stay there for me. Don't touch the fog again, and don't move around easily."

"You can't be so arbitrary! Even if you are Yokohama, you have no right to interfere with our behavior!"

"Because I am the consciousness of Yokohama." The young man turned around suddenly, and two beams of hot anger suddenly ignited in those indifferent eyes, "This is my city, and you are my people? "

His chest rose and fell slightly, and even his voice became a little hoarse: "Most of the ordinary people have disappeared, and you are now my only remaining people!"

"Don't you understand? If a city is destroyed, it can be rebuilt, but the people? Are they destroyed?!" He couldn't help but reached out and grabbed Atsushi Nakajima by the collar, and squeezed out words and sentences from his teeth. Discourse, "The people who belong to the city? If they are destroyed, the city is really just an empty shell of dead city!"

Atsushi Nakajima was grabbed by the collar, but he didn't feel suffocated, maybe the other party subconsciously controlled his strength even when he was angry.He looked into those eyes, smoky eyes suppressed by the loss of his people?The extreme sadness was hidden in the anger, but it made those eyes look more gorgeous than the indifference before.

"But you are not the Yokohama of this world."

"I have the authority of this city, all the memories of this city, my breath is the breath of the city." The young man let go of his hand, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of bright red blood without warning, Nakajima Atsushi was startled , stretched out his hand reflexively, but saw that he just forced his trembling body to stand up straight, and calmly stretched out his hand to wipe off the remaining blood on the corners of his lips, "I know this city far better than you."

"Don't hinder me, you will only hinder me."

He said coldly, and disappeared into the air again.

Looking at the glaring blood on the ground, Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help but thumped the ground: "This bastard!"

"Dun, do we still have to go..." Quan Jinghua looked at him worriedly. She knew that the man was right. The opponent was almost killed.

Atsushi Nakajima bit his lip and clenched his fists: "Go!"

- Osamu Dazai reached out and touched the two supernatural crystals in Dostoevsky's hand. He looked up at the two crystals fused together, and his pupils were reflected bright red.

If it's what he guessed...ah...really...he's so afraid of pain... Osamu Dazai sighed in his heart: "...everything is coming to an end..."

Yeah, I hope it ends sooner...

The man in the white felt hat in front of him smiled and looked at him, his purple pupils reflected the open door opposite.

Osamu Dazai had already heard the sound of clothes rubbing against the wind, he subconsciously closed his eyes slightly, waiting for the expected pain.

But the pain did not come as expected, Osamu Dazai keenly saw the surprise flashing in the scarlet eyes of the Russian man.

"Who allows you trash—" A suppressed angry voice sounded from behind Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai turned his head subconsciously, and saw the familiar black figure from behind.The opponent's body trembled slightly, but the anger revealed in the words seemed to swallow the man in front of him.

"Dare to arbitrarily? Hurt my people?."

The young man sneered, turned his wrist forcibly holding the handle of the knife, and directly inserted the blade back into the chest of Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who stared wide-eyed in amazement.

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