Shibusawa just wants to crystallize

The slight confusion that had always existed in Shibusawa Ryuhiko's eyes was swept away, and his eyes became extremely firm and serious, and even the strange sense of inhumanity disappeared a lot strangely.

Even though Shibusawa Ryuhiko's murderous intent was too obvious, Guo Changlu Dajue didn't seem to be able to perceive it at all, just like an old ordinary old man who kept babbling, to the colorless king of the chaotic neutral camp. Instill the righteousness in his heart.

The firm eyes gradually disintegrated, the killing intent on Shibusawa Ryuhiko gradually disappeared, and the humanoid ability with little knowledge indicated that he had lost.

He lost to the old man's chatterbox, why would someone be so good at talking, the most abhorrent thing is that he can't fight but can only listen.

After finally waiting for Guochang Lu Dajue to finish speaking, pretending not to see the other party's unfinished expression, Shibusawa Ryuhiko left the Imperial Pillar Tower as if fleeing, and secretly swore that he would never come to this ghost place again, the old man was too I can nag.

Can't be bothered.

As for the contract that was stuffed into his arms by Guochang Lu Dajue, Shibusawa Ryuhiko said that he would not read it, and that he might as well hunt for crystals when he had that time.

It is impossible to be obedient, and it is impossible to be obedient in this life.

"Your Excellency, the car is ready." The rabbit from Shibusawa saluted respectfully, his body was almost bent into a right angle, and the 90-degree gift did not leave any room for Shibusawa Tatsuhiko to be picky.

Having just experienced the beatings of the society for the first time in his life, Shibusawa Ryuhiko was at a time when he was not feeling well. He coldly rejected the Asahiin who wanted to send him home: "No need."

"Yes, sir, please go slowly." A row of non-Shiin rabbits saluted and sent Shibusawa Tatsuhiko away respectfully.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko strode out, he didn't want to see anyone related to Kunito Dajue now.

Especially the people from the Non-Time Institute, the uniforms of these rabbit masks are simply a simplified version of the dress worn by Guochang Lu Dajue.

Without the suppression of Guochanglu Dajue, Shibusawa Ryuhiko's suppressed anger rose again, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Losing to an old man broke Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's self-esteem as a humanoid supernatural power.

Between him and Long Yan, isn't he the strongest?

Getting angry from embarrassment made Shibusawa Tatsuhiko lose his mind, and when he got angry, he just wanted to release his supernatural power in Tokyo without hesitation.

Trash ability users and curse spirits that are inferior to trash, let him become a collectible!

"Shibusawa?" A somewhat familiar voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Shibusawa Ryuhiko's blackened reading.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko looked up following the voice, and saw the red-haired and blue-eyed decadent Oda Sakunosuke poking his head out of the car window and waving at him: "Get in the car? I'll give you a ride."

"Huh??" Shibusawa Ryuhiko was stunned for a while before he realized that the other party was indeed inviting him to get in the car. He looked at this young man who was very interesting in the impression of the foolish host and asked, "Why?"

Oda Sakunosuke was confused when he was asked, and he would also ask a question: "Ah? Why do you need this?"

Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who almost exploded on the spot, was discouraged by Oda Sakunosuke's natural answer.

The anger in Shibusawa Ryuhiko's heart was strangely calmed down, his eyes on Oda Sakunosuke became sharp, and his unhappy mood made his tone a little bit bad: "You are very good at chatting .”

"Huh?" Oda Sakunosuke didn't hear the yin and yang in it at all. Although he was puzzled why the other party said that, he thought he was praised, and said solemnly: "Thank you."

Shibusawa Tsundere Tatsuhiko was completely defeated by Oda Natural Sakunosuke.

Since ancient times, it is the truth of the world to overcome arrogance naturally.

"Forget it, I won't tell you." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko opened the co-pilot's door, but he didn't dislike how dilapidated the car was, and sat in it obediently.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's attention was perfectly diverted by Oda Sakunosuke, and he couldn't remember what he was going to do just now.

"Take me home." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko reported the destination, his arrogant tone as if he was facing his own driver and gave the order as a matter of course.

"Okay." Oda Sakunosuke responded bluntly, without any dissatisfaction or gratitude: "It happened to be on the way, saving a lot of gas expenses."

Such a speech of thrifty housekeeping touched Shibusawa Ryuhiko's blind spot, and he was accidentally led astray: "Are you going back to Yokohama?"

"Well, I have to go back as soon as the work is done, or the freshly baked snacks will be cold." Oda Sakunosuke replied with a very natural attitude.

This relaxed attitude like facing a friend affected Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and made him relax a lot, and the atmosphere in the car improved visibly to the naked eye.

There is not so much traffic jam during work and school hours on weekdays, and Oda Sakunosuke drove Shibusawa Tatsuhiko home in a speeding car in a very mafia manner.

Unknowingly, Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who was captured by the attack, got out of the car, and nodded to Sakunosuke Oda in a friendly way as a farewell. If people saw it, they would be surprised.

Walking into the living room, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko threw the treaty that Kokichiro Daikaku forced to him before, and threw it to the butler Akata who came up to him: "I don't want to see this thing again."

"Yes, Master Longyan." Butler Akata understood his master's unfinished words very well, he couldn't discard and destroy them, but he didn't want to see them, he knew what to do.

This time when he met with Guochanglu Dajue, Shibusawa Ryuhiko was successfully hit. After being stimulated, he found that it is the right way to work hard to collect crystals and become stronger.

So, having figured it out, Shibusawa Ryuhiko secretly contacted his plastic friend Fyodor, and the other party was just for this purpose.

The whole point of the term Plastic Buddy is enough plastic.

Although there was no contact for a long time, because there were enough interests between the two parties, Fyodor made an appointment with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko very readily.

After getting a satisfactory reply, Shibusawa Ryuhiko hung up the phone. He thought thoughtfully: The Supernatural Secret Service Division will not be able to squeeze out any oil in a short time, and it is estimated that it will take a long time for the actions in the magic circle.

Feeling that the Supernatural Secret Service Division is useless for the time being, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko put aside the greeting cards they handed over.

He planned to meet with Fyodor first, and he wanted to come to the international intelligence house: the intelligence of the rat of the dead house would never let him down.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but Fyodor happened to be in Japan recently, and they made an appointment to meet at the same place tomorrow.

So the next morning, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko showed up on time at the coffee shop they often used to meet, which was the place he and Fyodor had agreed to meet.

"Fei Jia, long time no see." Shibusawa Ryuhiko noticed Fyodor's figure with sharp eyes, and walked quickly to the seat by the window, using the address too affectionately.

However, whoever Fyodor is, if he goes to act, he will be guaranteed to win the Oscar.

The pale and sickly beautiful young man Fyodor put down the cup in his hand, looked up at Shibusawa Ryuhiko, his eyes burst out with the joy of seeing his friends: "Long time no see, congratulations on becoming the colorless king, Ryuhiko .”

Life is like a play, it depends on acting.

Fyodor's expression is sincere, as if Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is his best friend.

It's completely inconceivable that Fyodor came up with a series of plans on how to use the more powerful white unicorn after learning that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had become the colorless king.

"Thank you." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko spoke softly with a slight smile on his face, making him look even more handsome.

It's such a heart-pounding beautiful man looking at each other, but if other people look carefully, they can see that the smiles of the two actor fugitives also don't reach their eyes.

A pair of plastic sisters (crossed out) are just gay friends.

Of course, neither of the two people here is deceived by the other's appearance. They are well aware of the real relationship between each other. Everyone is using each other. If there is no emotion at all, they are ready to stab each other at any time More or less.

While the two were greeting each other 'happily', a waiter came over and put a cup of coffee in front of Shibusawa Ryuhiko.

Facing the questioning gaze cast by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, Fyodor said in an intimate and natural tone: "The time is just right, I remember your preferences very clearly, no sugar or milk, right?"

This guy Fyodor is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, has he already calculated the time for my appearance?Shibusawa Tatsuhiko thought of this but his expression didn't change at all, it was still so refreshing.

Originally, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko didn't intend to order coffee in front of Fyodor, the reason is very simple: his taste is a little bit different from that of the idiot host.

The stupid host likes black coffee without sugar and milk, but Shibusawa Ryuhiko is obviously not, he is more sweet, which is not easy to handle.

Trembling heart, trembling hands, no sugar and no milk black coffee, who knows who drinks it, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko swallowed the coffee in his mouth with his eyes empty.

The non-human identity can be exposed, but the force must not be lost. With such a firm belief, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko did not reveal any flaws (in his own opinion), and he thanked: "Thank you, it is the taste I like."

"You're welcome." Fyodor waved his hand with a smile, and took a sip of the coffee in the cup as if he didn't notice anything, his eyes drooped and were covered by thick eyelashes.

The result of the two people who are so good at each other's acting skills is that the communication is very smooth.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko wanted to obtain information from Fyodor so that he could hunt for the crystals, and Fyodor wanted to eliminate all the supernatural beings in the world, and it was a big deal for Fyodor to let Shibusawa Ryuhiko do it for him. Nothing could be better.

"I haven't asked you how you did last time." Fyodor's tone of voice was always soft, and it was especially easy to mislead those uninformed men and women into thinking that he was a gentle and good person.

"Tiger is a bit special, I adopted him." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko took the opportunity to put down his coffee, refusing to take another sip.

It's just that he didn't believe that Fyodor, who controlled the world-class intelligence house of the Rat of the Dead House, would not know about it.

Don't you think it's a bit false to ask?friend.

Fyodor: I don't think so.

The author has something to say: Fake script team Shibusawa: I tricked him!

Fei Jia of the real drama group: Yes, I was deceived, smiling.jpg

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