Boss, do you have a card?

The collection progress is soaring upwards.

This wave!

Unprecedented!

Who else!

It really can't be justified if she doesn't rank her first in terms of performance!

The White House in September itself is a low-key faction—although it has never been successful due to various subjective and objective reasons and has continued to sprint steadily—but the instructor who trained at that time had a saying that was true.

In their business, under normal circumstances, the exaggeration of the script is directly proportional to the mission benefits. After all, if you don’t make trouble, you will have no ostentation.

Thinking about it this way, the White House felt in September that the range of system scripts it could accept had expanded a lot.

When collecting money, people's bottom line will unknowingly drop infinitely.

Really fragrant!

_(:з」∠)_

The red mist was completely absorbed, which is both a good thing and a bad thing.

This means that the battlefield at this time has shifted from [Longyan Room] to reality, and the destroyed buildings, exaggerated visions, and all subsequent movements will be exposed to the eyes of ordinary people.

Ango Sakaguchi felt indescribable, and he could only comfort himself that the citizens of Yokohama have always had a strong sense of avoiding danger and staying safe, and when the time comes, they will use the reason of Mafia Rush to get over it.

(This is the worst time Yokohama Mafia has been blamed. jpg)

But the good thing is that the signal barrier caused by [Long Yanjian] has completely recovered, and the Supernatural and Special Agents Division immediately searched for the location of Chief Farming.

The Secret Service was not the only one who found the farming chief.

Taneda Shantouhuo covered the chest that had been pierced before, but now the wound disappeared, and his body seemed to be refreshed, intact.

He breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and thanked Yosano Akiko.

"Let's leave this kind of talk for later."

Yosano Akiko held a machete and stared tensely at Mori Ogai who was standing a few steps away from her.

Mori Ogai was still dressed as the leader in the black coat and red scarf. He had a friendly face: "Don't be so nervous, didn't we cooperate well just now?"

"Stop joking, stay away from me!" Yosano Akiko's face was as dark as ink.

"Mr. Mori." Taneda Shantou took a few steps forward, keeping Yosano Akiko behind, "Thank you for your assistance today, but—it's too early for no benefit, I'm afraid you didn't pass by here by chance."

Mori Ogai frowned, he had no intention of doing anything to Yosano Akiko, just now Yosano rescued Tanada, and no matter what, Zengtian would not let Yosano Akiko have an accident in front of his eyes.

"I thought I had shown my sincerity clearly enough." Mori Ogai said.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pulled out the assassin embedded in the wall expressionlessly and threw it on the ground.

Nathaniel Hawthorne.

A member of the original group, but I don't know why he is now helping the rats of the dead house to do things.

And it was not only Huo Sang who came to deal with the fire on the farm, but also another man with double hair color - this man who escaped was the key point.

Taneda Shantouhuo's expression is calm, but his heart is not so calm. His supernatural ability is to "learn the details of the supernatural powers activated in the vicinity". The purpose of meeting the enemy alone is to learn the supernatural power of the leader of the house of death. As a result, Fyodor Er didn't show up at all, and set a trap to deal with him in advance.

To make matters worse, the opponent also has supernatural abilities of information acquisition.

——It was a dangerous item capable of changing the world.

It's been a while since the man escaped, he can no longer try and test with Mori Ogai here.

Gengtian Shantou lowered his tone: "If you are also here for that thing, then I'll just say it, my personal life is insignificant compared to it."

Mori Ogai shook his head: "Although I am indeed somewhat interested in it, for Mafia, the price to pay for getting it is too high, and what I want is not absolute control, a city completely controlled by darkness can only If you gain stability for a while, over time, you will eventually perish.”

Zhongtian Shantouhuo frowned and didn't interrupt.

Mori Ogai continued: "The most important thing is balance, and balance can exist forever, so I made a small deal with the Armed Detective Agency."

Balance benefits and losses.

Port Mafia guarantors, by the way, get a "little" benefit, and detect social security items, how to protect them is their business.

It's not that Mori Ogai doesn't want to protect the property, but that only a detective agency can do this. On the contrary, Mafia at the port will get into trouble. The government will not believe the good words of Mafia, and will only keep saying this to him. Frontier undercover.

Mori Ogai smiled at Taneda Santou again: "If it goes well, Mr. Fukuzawa's side must be over soon."

Fukuzawa Yukichi's side is indeed over.

The long-haired man with a bandage on his head was seriously injured and fell at his feet, struggling to stretch his arms forward.

Fukuzawa Yukichi put away the knife and looked up at the evil book that covered the moon and completely dyed Yokohama red.

The tornado took away the red mist, and also took away Osamu Dazai among the red dragons.

Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa watched helplessly as Osamu Dazai was sucked in the direction of the "Sealed Book".

Then Sakunosuke Oda watched helplessly as Osamu Dazai was thrown down in disgust by the "Book of Seals". He hurried forward, and finally he didn't let his friend suffer the secondary injury of falling from a high altitude.

He touched Dazai's chest.

There is no heartbeat.

Oda Sakunosuke was taken aback, and immediately put the person on the ground for repeated inspections.

The White House was also taken aback in September. After all, Osamu Dazai really looked like he was dead. She hurriedly asked the system to scan his life information.

Scanning is complete.

System: "Individual Osamu Dazai's life data has been integrated, and the conclusion is that the body function is temporarily in a state of [fake death] due to drugs, and the current high degree of hypoxia is currently high. It is recommended to restore it as soon as possible."

White House September: "...it's fine."

She no longer wanted to be surprised or comment on Osamu Dazai.

To sum him up in one outrageous sentence.

Not too much.

The more Oda Sakunosuke checked, the more he felt that something was wrong. He pressed Dazai Osamu's eyeballs to observe the reaction of the eyeballs, and then put his fingers in front of Dazai Osamu's nose, feeling the breath that was so weak that it almost disappeared.

After thinking about it, Oda Sakunosuke punched Osamu Dazai hard in the stomach.

"Uh-cough cough, cough cough!!"

There was a piercing cough.

Osamu Dazai was revived on the spot.

Then when he opened his eyes, he met his friend's "disapproval" condemnation.

While Oda Sakunosuke breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help feeling dissatisfied with Osamu Dazai's light-hearted behavior. He said seriously: "Dazai, do you know that if you are later, you will really die."

The White House, which was wearing a Shelley shell, chimed in in September: "It's impossible to die. At worst, I'll freeze him first. It will definitely be fine for a year or so."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

No need to freeze it.

Osamu Dazai originally wanted to jokingly say something like "death is exactly what I want to belong to", but now facing Sakunosuke Oda's sincere worries...he couldn't say a word of this kind of words.

In fact, Osamu Dazai did not completely put his own life and death aside, he would choose such a plan, one is to solve the bomb that Tatsuhiko Shibusawa does not know when it will be triggered, and the other is for Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

The two disciples depended too much on him, which was not his original intention, so they had to break their illusions and "die" in front of them once, so that they could realize the importance of relying on their own strength.

Although it has never been said before, Osamu Dazai has a sense of crisis due to his frequent visits to other worlds, and Fyodor's troubles this time just set up a crisis stage.

It can also solve the incident and train troops by the way, why not do it?

...It's just that I didn't expect that it was Odasaku who "resurrected" him in the end.

Osamu Dazai felt a little guilty, he looked left and right, trying to perfunctory by observing the situation.

But when he saw it, he was really surprised.

It was within his expectation that Shelley would summon the "Book of Seals" to deal with [Long Yanjian], and it was also within his expectation that the meeting with Fukuji Sakurachi would become such a catastrophic scene... He hadn't expected it.

Osamu Dazai touched his chin and thought for a while, then said to Oda Sakunosuke solemnly: "Oda Saku, are we going to live on the streets in the next few days?"

This dormitory building is no longer available.

Oda Sakunosuke also replied to him solemnly: "There will be a place to live, but I am more worried about the compensation issue. The detective agency may not have enough funds."

No, the demolition and reconstruction of the building, and the compensation for the items inside the dormitory building are not small money. It is no problem for the detective agency to turn around the funds, but it is more dangerous to take out so much in one go.

Looking at Fukuji Sakurachi who was trampled into the ground, Osamu Dazai had a flash of inspiration, and he relaxed: "It doesn't matter, we can shift the responsibility to the military and police."

The identity of Fudi Sakurachi's terrorists must not be concealed. Since the trouble was caused by the military and police blindly trusting the wrong person, they will naturally be responsible for the follow-up compensation.

Oda Sakunosuke agreed deeply: "That's right."

Hearing these two people talk about the topic of damages, the White House was a little embarrassed in September, but it also became more confident after listening to it.

that is!Whoever strikes first loses money!This has nothing to do with her!

There was another loud bang.

Fukuchi Sakura stomped on the rock under his feet and slashed towards the target. He knew that he was doomed. After all, his skills were inferior to others. His life was as brilliant as a passing cloud. This is how the battlefield is. If you lose once, you will lose everything.

but.

This way of losing is not too ugly.

"Come on! Let the old man be convinced—!"

Facing the intertwined sword lights, the black-haired ghost clan did not dodge or avoid, and the black lines wrapped her hands, and she used her palms as blades to fight!

A violent gale suddenly swept from the junction between the two, mixed with black and purple lightning that kept chopping and falling.

The two "ordinary people" with normal physiques at the scene were blown up and down by the impact, but it was Shelley who held them steady one by one, and by the way, constructed a layer of sufficiently transparent ice wall in front of them as a protection.

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes and said "Wow", "It's terrible."

The scariest thing is hello.

White House Jiuyue chuckled in his heart, not forgetting to beat around the bush and brag about his sister: "I didn't expect to be able to fight with my sister to such an extent, but I underestimated this old guy."

She let go of Dazai Osamu, but not Oda Sakunosuke, and said with a sideways smile, "If you can't stand, you can lean in."

Oda Sakunosuke has become immune to Shelley's frequent jokes, he slowed down, stood firm and said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired."

It's not a little tiring.

No one knows better than White House Jiuyue the stamina needed to activate the ultimate move. Mei opened it twice today, and fought all night. In addition, Oda Sakunosuke had previously dealt with Fukuji Sakurachi in various ways, this must be extremely exhausting.

Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke saw Shelley turned his head and glanced at the giant snowman next to him, and then the snowman suddenly shrank and returned to its original miniature size.

Without Shelley asking, the little guy flew away loyally and fast. After a while, it wobbled a chair out, and it didn't know which room it was dragged out of.

The chair was placed behind Oda Sakunosuke.

Shelley said, "Sit down."

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

Osamu Dazai was a showman in an instant, clutching his chest and said pitifully, "Shelley, I was hurt too~"

Shelley glanced at him, raised her hand, and perfunctorily made him an ice bench without a back.

The two treat each other like heaven and earth.

Osamu Dazai looked at the cold ice cube with a delicate expression: "..."

Is this the snow girl's absolute preference?

As expected of Odasaku.

Shelley: "Won't you sit down?"

Osamu Dazai: "Thank you, I still don't need it."

Frozen ass, dare not sit.

Oda Sakunosuke caught in a dilemma: "..."

It doesn't seem right to sit or not to sit.

In the end, I had to choose a compromise: stand and hold the back of the chair.

Oda Sakunosuke said "thank you" to Qiuqiu who worked so hard to move the chair, and at the same time, he couldn't help thinking that another Yukidouji had been beheaded by Fukuji Sakurachi... His mood suddenly became heavy.

White House Jiuyue knew what Oda Sakunosuke was thinking when he saw the expression on his face. He was afraid of bringing unnecessary psychological pressure to people, so he simply summoned the other one.

The little snowman with a bow on his head jumped on his master excitedly.

Oda Sakunosuke was taken aback.

The White House explained to him in September: "As long as I don't die, the accompanying familiar will not disappear."

Hearing this sentence, Oda Sakunosuke really relaxed, and he greeted Dodo again.

On the other side, the White House September·Ming version, who had been doing physical labor all night, sighed deeply that he had finally hit the end.

too difficult.

It's really hard.

It's like playing a roller coaster hundreds of times in a front-loading washing machine!She doesn't want to test melee card characters anymore!

Fukuchi Yingchi lay on his back in the deep pit. He couldn't count how many bones he had broken, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

This kind of injury... I haven't felt it for many years...

His vision was a bit blurred, but he could still see the black-haired woman outside the pit looking down at him. The right shoulder of the opponent was empty, and the right arm used to face the blade was cut off during the battle.

Yet he still lost.

She jumped down into the deep pit without changing her face, and landed steadily. Even such a tragic injury did not affect her posture and actions at all. She approached Fudi Yingchi step by step, and bent down beside him—to pick up what was left behind. Here's the arm.

Fukuchi Sakurachi watched Ming Jiang put his severed arm back into his body, and he could move freely within a few seconds, just as naturally as the original.

He closed his eyes.

Man-made monsters are still different from real monsters. After so many years, I am a little conceited.

But there is absolutely no regret.

Anyway, he is a soldier, Fukuchi Sakurachi doesn't have such a small capacity.

With his arms installed, Ming jumped out of the deep pit and walked towards Shelley.

She stopped in front of Shelley.

The two sisters looked at each other wordlessly.

After a while, Ming said, "Have you played enough?"

So Shelley replied: "I'm not playing."

Ming said again: "You can't beat me."

Shelley's voice slowed down a bit, and the corners of her mouth twitched, as if she wanted to say something, but finally changed her mind.

The "Sealed Book" was still hanging above their heads, and the whole of Yokohama was shrouded in a strange red light.

Shelley's tone softened, and the smile still remained on her lips.

"Sister, you... don't understand anything."

"But it's okay, it's not your fault."

The pages of the book were turned, and the sky once again unfolded a new magic circle.

The seal fell.

"I'll set everything right."