Big guys are my vests

The handsome Hakka son with a handsome face was instantly murderous, and the round-headed long needle was pressed against the Russian's throat.

After the rebellion, Qi Ya managed to go home once, and Il fans hurried home after getting the news to complete the task. They were having a friendly exchange with Qi Ya, and finally arrived here in the blink of an eye.

Thinking of her well-behaved and cute younger brother, Yiermi pursed her lips even tighter.

The Russians wearing Cossack caps give Il fans a Kuroro vibe.

"It's you?" The black hair fell vertically like a waterfall, and Yi Ermi's black and twisted murderous intent became concrete for a moment.

Fyodor's eyes turned slightly, and he saw the reflection on the glass window, the street was empty, let alone the dark-haired man and the kid he was leading.

Smiling back from anger, the Russian dilated pupils flashed the deformed pleasure of meeting his opponent.

He squeezed out three syllables in his hoarse voice: "Ku, Luo, Luo"! "

Ilmi's dark pupils paused for a moment, she retracted the needle while flipping her fingers, and pressed Fyodor's shoulder silently, warning and threatening.

"You mean Kurolo?"

Fyodor only had the thought of launching "Crime and Punishment" in his mind, and the tiny trace of killing intent was captured by the cat-eyed man.

The scream of bone creaking sounded from inside and reached Fyodor's ears.

"The person you are looking for is in the port mafia." He said directly.

"Kuroro"'s framing is cheap and easy to see through, but the opponent's target group is not Fyodor, but other people in Yokohama.

The mist overlapped layer by layer, gradually making it impossible to see clearly.

Fyodor thought he would figure out how much truth was woven into the lies.

Il fans regarded Fyodor as another prey of Kuroro, and he logically settled the account on Kuroro.

How much compensation?

He made a calculation in his heart, the Phantom Brigade had just dug up a ruin, and there would definitely be a lot of money.

Fyodor has been so busy recently that he "summoned" the heroic spirit with countless eyes, and people are always willing to believe what they see.

The Port Mafia was also in a bind, because another inexplicable person broke right through the gate, and they only realized afterwards that it was another "Heroic Spirit".

The already messy situation turned into a tangled mess of wool, which could not be untied and remained chaotic.

"Hisuo." Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Yiermi remained calm and greeted Hisoka calmly.

But the other party won't lose to him in a fight.

Hisoka and Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped and looked at Yiermi at the same time.

"Yo, Xiao Yi~" Hisoka wiped off the blood on his face.

After all, it was a delicious big apple. Hisoka controlled his strength when fighting, and Nakahara Chuya's growth rate was abnormal, and gradually he had to use more strength.

"You continue." Il fans didn't intend to disturb him, and asked a mafia casually on the sidelines, "Where is Kurolo?"

The poor low-level staff couldn't resist the threat of gloomy eyes, and pointed him in the direction tremblingly.

Risu Tsukimi was already prepared. He explained to Yiermi that the time anchors of the two sides are different, and it will not affect what Yiermi is doing after returning.

The killing intent in Yiermi's eyes suddenly faded a lot.

"A commission without consent, ten times." He took advantage of the fire to rob.

"Okay." Yuejian Lisu responded in one gulp.

It wasn't him who paid anyway.

The appearance of the Heroic Spirit three times has once again confirmed the rumors, and the port mafia, together with Fyodor, was pushed to the forefront.

Witnessing the unlimited potential of the Central Plains with his own eyes, Hisoka stayed in the port mafia training room. This time, he restrained his style of play, which was more like a mentoring battle.

Zhongyuan Zhong also benefited from misfortune, and his physical skills developed rapidly. In twelve hours, he crossed several levels in a row and reached a terrifying height.

Before leaving with a premonition, Hisoka looked at Nakahara Chuya with a little love mixed with fighting spirit?It made Zhong Yuan Zhong also have goose bumps all over his body.

"The next time we meet, we can pick a delicious big apple~"

Zhongyuan Zhong also understood the character of the red-haired clown, knowing that Hisoka is an out-and-out fighting madman.

It was not as disgusting as it was at the beginning, but a little bit of sympathy was born, but Hisoka's taste was still not flattering.

As for Il fans...

"The currencies in circulation in the two worlds are different, but the rare jewels such as sky-high diamonds are the same."

Yuejian Lisu provided the other party with several locations, and accompanied him to rob several organizations.

"These are calculated as interest." Yi Ermi, with more than a dozen top-quality gemstones in his pocket, was in a better mood, and promised that he would reduce the price to nine times.

The corners of Yuejian Risu's eyes twitched faintly.

In fact, there is not much difference between your downgrading and not downgrading.

The first time Ritsu Tsukimi stepped into the port mafia, he was arrested by several cadres for questioning.

"What's your relationship with Heroic Spirit, tell me!" the interrogator snapped.

Now it was Mori Ogai's turn to gloat.

The port mafia had suffered a number of casualties, and he had to pay a large sum of money for repairs. The money did not come from his pocket, but his heart was bleeding.

In the name of visiting the prison, Mori Ogai strolled to the door of the dungeon with a smile on his face, and seeing Tsukimi Ritou inside, not to mention being injured, he read with gusto while flipping through the book.

"..."

For a while, I don't know whether he is in jail or hiding from the limelight.

"Have you had a good time?" Mori Ogai couldn't hold back his sarcasm.

Yuejian Risu flipped through the small notebook in his heart, and silently made a note of him.

He didn't show it on his face, but he wore the same smile: "I have explained everything truthfully to all the adults."

He recounted the things of the Church of the Holy Church. As for why he knew the heroic spirit?

He half-covered and pushed on Fyodor.

"I'm just a little priest with poor qualifications, but that adult is different..."

Tsukimi Riku used to run the train with his mouth full, "My lord has summoned this heroic spirit before, and the heroic spirit can read the memory of this world in the other side of the realm."

The cadres were skeptical, but the person in front of him was really nothing outstanding except for his face, and he didn't see him slipping away quickly when Hisoka came.

The reputation of the devil is much greater than Tsukimi Ritsu.

During the eye contact, the cadres couldn't rule out that the priest was an undercover agent sent by the devil. In the end of the discussion, could it be that everything was a conspiracy by the devil?

In short, let's imprison Yuejian Ritou first.

Mori Ogai didn't interfere at all, and of course he couldn't interfere.

The subsequent situation changed three times a day, and the organizations involved didn't feel it, but Mori Ogai, who was an outsider, could see it clearly.

The conflicts between the port mafia and other organizations are increasing. Due to the inherent arrogance of the port mafia, other organizations have a tendency to unite to resist.

With friction again and again, in just two weeks, I don't know when it evolved to the point of isolation and helplessness.

The port mafia has successfully transformed from a big brother in the industry to a camel that is about to die. Every organization is waiting for the last straw to crush him, so that he can step forward and take a bite.

The Holy Grail became the trigger, an excuse to attack the port mafia.

Since the devil Fyodor was forced to enter the arena with a high profile, most organizations had to say that they took a half-hearted break, thinking that this was another conspiracy by the devil.

Fyodor slumped, but the perpetrators disappeared without a trace.

He simply added fire. If there is no action, the port mafia will collapse and there will be no leader.

The chaotic Yokohama also helped him fish in troubled waters, targeting Atsushi Nakajima and the book behind him.

For other organizations, the Holy Grail has become illusory, and the division of factions within the Port Mafia is true, and it is undoubtedly a carrot hanging in front of everyone.

This is the end.

Although the direction is different, the ending is the same, and the goal of Yuejian Lisu has been achieved.

The more he concealed, the more tempting he was. He didn't intend to draw an end to the farce about the Holy Grail.

Now, he has changed his mind.

On the morning of the death of the armed cadre of the port mafia, Tsukimi Ritsuto easily opened the prison door and came out.

He sent a message to Mori Ogai and Fyodor respectively, asking them to meet at the edge of the battlefield.

Dazai Osamu and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko followed his movements and followed behind Tsukimi Rito.

[The last object is bound to Mori Ogai. ] Ritsu Tsukimi said to the system.

Sure enough, the trust degree is 50.00%, and the binding is successful.

Tall buildings, rooftops, a location overlooking the battlefield, suitable for sniping.

This place is occupied by the port mafia, no matter Ritsu Tsukimi, Mori Ogai or Fyodor, they all ignore the watchman, as if they are in no one's land.

The strong wind blew up the black robe of "Krollo".

"It's a surprise." Tsukimi Risu's clear voice echoed and drifted across the open ground, "You're all here."

The Russian wrapped his coat a little tighter, and there was thick ink in his eyes that couldn't be melted away.

He couldn't hear a hint of surprise.

"I'm looking forward to the ending." Mori Ogai held Alice's hand.

To be honest, there was no need for him to come, and he even took a certain risk.

But for a good play, only the beginning was performed, and the actors cut off the climax and ending abruptly.

And another reason is that both Mori Ogai and Fyodor have the confidence to retreat completely.

Tsukimi Ritsu didn't say much, and the magic circle appeared again.

Who will it be this time?After all, they are people with high strength and hard to kill.

Mori Ogai and Fyodor were not surprised, even Osamu Dazai and Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, who were hiding in the dark, lost a little bit of curiosity.

The moment when everything turned into a point of light and saw the "Heroic Spirit".

Everyone's pupils constricted at the same time, and Fyodor even let go of his fingers holding the heavy robe, letting the strong wind blow.

The so-called heroic spirit turned out to be Kuroro himself.

"I have known you for a long time," Kuroro looked at his face that was identical to his own, paused, and called him by his name with a chuckle, "Kuroro."

In an instant, all kinds of speculations slipped through everyone's minds.

Osamu Dazai unknowingly tightened his fingertips, staring closely at the two people who couldn't tell the difference in appearance.

The heroic spirit is the projection of the other side in this world, so who is Tsukimi Ritsu?

Is he a heroic spirit from beginning to end?

If Tsukimi Ritsu is a heroic spirit, is all this what he did to resurrect himself, or to have an entity?

The possibility of the existence of the Holy Grail became real instead.

Fyodor, as the person present who had the earliest contact with Tsukimi Ritsu, thought of another possibility——

Two identical existences are tantamount to a paradox. Can a paradox create a singularity in the mouth of the other party?

Is this his first step in burning human history?

No matter how many times he thought of Tsukimi Ritsu's remarks, Fyodor would feel astonished.

If so, "Krollo" is simply... a public enemy!

Fyodor couldn't help smiling, he was sure that no one could be funnier than "Krollo".

The other party is like a book out of order, with the ending naked on the title page, and everyone who reads the book constitutes cause and effect.

In an instant, he understood Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's collection behavior. If possible, he would like to make a specimen of Tsukimi Riko, seal it in dust in an ice coffin, cut open the brain, and completely strip the nerves.

"Krollo" will be his brain in a vat.