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It's really Tokugawa Kazuya.

His appearance has not changed much, and Ryoma has no doubt that it is him.Although it is not clear what happened, but it does not prevent her first reaction is to help others to the side of the road and find a place to sit down.

Then, Tokugawa opened his eyes, and after a brief out-of-focus, her face was reflected in those dark blue eyes.He was breathing quickly, struggling to get up, but only had time to grab Ryoma's shoulder with his backhand.

"Leave now..."

Ryoma's arm was already stained with the blood that soaked and dripped from Tokugawa Kazuya's coat. When she glanced distractedly and tried to check the opponent's injury, a roar fell from the top of her head.

In an instant, the harmonious atmosphere in the commercial street was shattered, screams pierced the air, flame detectors flickered on the street, and sirens blared loudly.

"I found the enemy attack! I found the enemy attack!" A mechanical female voice came from the radio repeatedly.

People in the pedestrian street dispersed noisily, and those in the shops were hurriedly tidying up and avoiding, and some directly pulled the gates.

Ryoma strenuously propped up Tokugawa's body on his shoulders, and dragged him a few steps, when the other party's hand suddenly landed on her waist, gently supported her, and let out a suppressed sigh.

When she turned around, Tokugawa had already stood up, but his face was extremely pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, obviously trying to hold on.

"It's useless, you go away." Even so, his voice was very gentle, "Hurry up, they won't notice you."

Ryoma didn't speak, but grabbed his hand, sweaty and inexplicably cold.

Tokugawa Kazuya was also looking at her with a strange expression.From the look in his eyes, he didn't know her.

In the next second, Ryoma was pushed away.

The heel of the leather shoes he was not used to got stuck in the gap between the floor tiles. Ryoma staggered back a few steps and sat on the ground, watching Tokugawa swaying and walking into the alley on the left with his heavy body.

She was about to get up, but just as she raised her head, her eyes were dazzled by a hot wind blowing in front of her eyes. The air flow swept across the street, and the hot breath hit her face, causing burning pain.

She had just had time to see a patch of fiery red.

what is that?

Did something... fly by? !

Long Ma sat on the ground in a daze, someone passed her by in the chaos, and many voices shouted at her: "Little friend, run quickly, don't worry about it!"

People in this era are obviously used to "unscientific phenomena". When they look at the figures flying in the sky, they are not surprised, but panic and fear.

Ryoma looked towards the direction where Tokugawa Kazuya disappeared, and his heart tightened.

She saw that there were blue waves of flames flowing on his body, which could barely cover up his injuries, but she only had to look at the blood stains on her hands and the strong smell all over her body to guess how badly he was hurt serious.In such a state, what's wrong with three or four enemies fighting around?

No, even if you run, you won't be able to escape.

Ryoma stretched out his hand to support the ground, pulled out the heel stuck in the ground, stood up hastily, and was about to follow without thinking.But soon, she found that her body was vacated, and someone picked her up from behind.

"Let me go—" Ryoma was startled.

But that guy was tall, strong and strong, with strong arms, and he grabbed her waist tightly, completely restraining her from breaking free.

"Don't think about going to die, brat." The young man's impatient voice sounded, and he easily carried her and walked in the opposite direction.

Ryoma grabbed his arm, tugged at the folds of his clothes in vain, and the powerlessness after the shock spread to his limbs.She opened her mouth and spat out a sentence with difficulty:

"That's my brother..."

No, you can't look at it like this...

The man turned a deaf ear, took a step with his long legs, and circled a few turns familiarly.The people on the road could no longer be seen, the roadside gates were closed, and a few guards were gathering and hurried past.A police siren sounded from farther away, and the broadcast was repeated regularly, becoming indistinct in the air.

Ryoma was brought into an alley, and at this moment the confinement force at the waist was slowly released, she still had a blank mind, she turned her head slowly, and met a pair of cold pupils.

These eyes are so recognizable, they are naturally full of vicious and violent emotions, even though their appearance has changed a lot, Ryoma still recognizes them at a glance.

Akutsujin.

The adult Akutsu has slightly long silver hair, a small braid at the back of his head, and wears a short coat full of pendants. His bad breath is still very obvious.The difference is probably just that he has grown from a bad boy to a bad young man.

She was put down, stood still in a daze, and looked to the side.

This seems to be the backstreet of a bar. It is very hidden from the street.It should be considered safe, so quiet that no one is seen, only a row of cardboard boxes waiting to be processed, and a few garbage bags.

After Ajiujin left her behind, he casually leaned against the wall, took out a cigarette case from his arms, and took one in his mouth.

With a pop, he put the lighter back into his pocket, and sparks flickered in front of Ryoma.

She still stared blankly at Ajiujin, until he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, the corner of his mouth curled up, and said with a fake smile: "Don't think about it, it's hopeless."

"Why..." Ryoma said, his voice hoarse than that of Jiujin who had smoked.

"Those people are chasing and killing 'volunteers'," Yajiujin said lightly, looking towards the street with a cigarette in his mouth. "His flames are almost exhausted, and he can't wait for reinforcements."

So we can only try our best to stay away from civilians and prevent them from being implicated?

Ryoma was not too surprised when he was told the cruel truth clearly.As if she already had this kind of premonition somewhere, she couldn't speak, and slowly retreated to the wall, and sat down on the cardboard box.

The clean clothes on her body were stained with dust before she could remove the hang tag, but she didn't care at all, staring at the toe of the shoe in a daze.

How ironic, the young volunteers stood up to protect them, but now they are all killed, but no one can stand up to protect them...

After a long time, Yajiujin broke the silence and asked, "Hey, girl, have we met?"

His tone was sure.

Ryoma raised his head, met his scrutinizing gaze, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.Doesn't he remember the memory of being chased and killed by gangsters with him?But it seems that there are still some impressions.

"Forget it." Yajiujin clicked his tongue, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it, and said coldly, "You smell like blood, and you still have the flames of the rain. If you don't hide as soon as possible, you will still die." was found."

Ryoma understood and followed him forward.

She has accumulated a lot of questions, which may be inappropriate—for example, she really wants to ask: "Are you, are you guarding Tokyo in this way?"

She heard the unscrupulous youth snort a mocking sound from his nose.

"Stop being presumptuous."

Ryoma didn't know where Yakutsu planned to take her to "refuge", and looked in the direction that she was probably going out of the city.

Before this he had turned into the back door of the tavern, and came out clutching several rings and boxes on chains.Obviously, this tavern is not an ordinary tavern, but an underground stronghold.

Longma had already heard about the casket weapon, and after taking a look at it, he felt that it was quite similar to the one Bai Lan used for him back then.

Then, Akutsu threw the thing over.She froze for a moment, and quickly caught it.

"Some defective products, let's see if you can use them." Yajiujin lit another cigarette and exhaled a shapeless smoke ring, "Let's go."

……

They were overtaken while they were still in the city.Under the leadership of Yajiujin, they escaped the search of several waves of people.

Normal roads are monitored.The chaotic party has complex forces, and only one hand covers the sky. No one knows how far they can go, and they cannot take risks casually.

Yajiujin didn't intend to confront them head-on either, and led Ryoma around in circles, as if he was waiting for official reinforcements.

With a bang, the warehouse behind him was hit by a flame bomb and burned rapidly.

A strange laugh sounded: "I found it, there are still a few little ants here—"

Yajiujin clicked his tongue, looked over with a frown, suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and sneered: "What about you kid, do you have the courage to fight?"

Ryoma saw him pick up the steel pipe on the ground and look at it, as if he was checking whether it was qualified enough to be used as a weapon.After thinking about it, she also took out the folded bamboo knife from her bag.

"I only have this."

Akutsu: "..."

His pupils shrank suddenly, and then he narrowed his eyes.

"It's you?"

He recognized it.No, it should be said, he remembered.

Ryoma was stared at by Akutsu.

He seemed to have figured out the ins and outs very quickly, and amidst the rapidly approaching pursuers, he still showed a free-spirited smile without hesitation: "So that's what happened, ha!"

He pronounced her name silently.

Echizen Ryoma.

In the next second, Yajiujin gripped the steel pipe tightly, and shot down a sneak attacking guy from the air, so neatly that he didn't even use the flames.

The man fell to the ground, his whole body was armed so that he couldn't see his original appearance, he only grunted from the helmet, twitched, and couldn't get up.

His companions exclaimed, slowed down their pace, and formed a tight encirclement circle more and more cautiously, holding strange green metal objects of various shapes in their hands, aiming at them one after another.

The helmeted man leading the team shouted: "Don't move!"

The weapons they used were very familiar, and Ryoma quickly remembered that they were somewhat similar to the ones she saw on the island of the Mafia Paradise. After more than eight years of development and improvement, they had probably been widely used.

They stood back to back, one holding a bamboo knife and the other holding a steel pipe, and they were still fearless against the group of people braving flames.

For a moment, it made people think that they had returned to "nine years ago"—however, for Ryoma, it was just a few months ago.

"Don't you know how to fight with flames?" She turned around and teased with some enthusiasm.

Yakutsu never hides his arrogance: "Only trash needs to rely on that kind of shit."

But you just gave me too...

Ryoma swallowed these words silently, knowing that he had good intentions.

"Catch them, don't kill them." The little leader of the team finally gave the order, probably feeling that ordinary people without Huoyan can't compete with them no matter how powerful they are, so they are relieved, "They must have something to do with the volunteers, together Bring back!"

Ajiujin cut out: "The mob."

Facing the oncoming green lightning, he unhurriedly dodged his body, kicked up, and lifted the stone onto the man's helmet, covering it with a layer of fine sand.

In the blink of an eye, Ryoma understood what he meant.

The so-called rebellious parties are not necessarily well-trained mafia insiders. In particular, these scattered teams are likely to be improvised to harass the government and civilians. , but without strictly trained physical fitness as the foundation, this kind of strength will not become climate at all.

Then, try it.

She clenched the bamboo knife tightly and raised her head to look over.

"Let's go!" the man yelled.

The enemy has more than 20 people.Yajiujin is very familiar with this kind of street melee, and knows how to face it, but it is a pity that they are blocked now, and if they are attacked by that kind of flame weapon... I am afraid that ordinary people cannot bear it.

His expression turned cold, and he gave Ryoma a suggestive look.

Still want to find a way to escape?

Ryoma hesitated, reached into his pocket, and touched the rings.She remembered very clearly that she had lit it herself and used it to open the box given by Bai Lan, which meant that she must also be qualified.

Among them, the flames of different attributes need to be ignited with different types of rings as the medium. Ajiujin gave her four, so it's not so unlucky that she can't use any of them, right?

At the beginning, Bai Lan only gave her one and succeeded...

"Drink-"

Before he had time to think about it, the green light rushed up along with the figure.

In an instant, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and then there was a violent whirlwind. Both Ryoma and Akutsu were forced to take a few steps back and stretched out their hands to block the front.

After recovering her vision, she put down her hands, and a dozen or so people fell on the ground in a circle. The rest were farther away and were not affected. After realizing it, she hurriedly backed away and looked at the top of their heads.

A burst of ripples tore a hole in the air, and the sound of propellers was the first thing that appeared above them.

The helicopter hovered more than ten meters above the sky. It was already very close, but it just showed up.

The rebels were obviously caught off guard. After realizing that something was wrong, they dispersed in a hurry without waiting for the leader to issue an order.The hatch of the helicopter was already open, and a slack line hung down.

"I'll leave the rest to you." A voice came lightly from the wind.

"Don't worry, none of them can escape~"

Ryoma raised his head, pressed his messy bangs, squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky.

A familiar figure jumped down from the cabin door neatly at a speed that surprised her, pulled the soft rope, turned over and jumped down with force, and stepped on the flat bottom in a blink of an eye.

The brown-haired young man stood up slowly, brushed his messy hair behind his ears, and gave her a gentle smile.

"Long time no see, Ryoma."