Don't compete with fairy tale vests

The milky white mist spread in the air, taking advantage of the night without anyone noticing, it was silently enveloping in the air, making the dark night sky gradually dark and gloomy, and the stars were blurred as a result own glow.

But these mists seem to be different from ordinary mist. As the incarnation of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability, it is not filled with thin water vapor like ordinary mist, which subtly brings a moist feeling to the suburbs at night.

Such a strange phenomenon made Fulong, who has always been very sensitive to the feeling of the air, immediately discover something was wrong. When the fog dispersed, he did not feel the temperature go away and the air was still.

Is this poisonous gas?Or some other gas that can make people unconscious?Fu Hu thought uncertainly, these white mist didn't seem to cause any harm, but he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Fu Hu didn't know how much he had inhaled when he didn't notice it just now, let alone whether this substance was harmful to him, but now he can only hold his breath and minimize the number of breaths.

The figure of the white-haired youth appears and disappears in the mist for a hundred years, which is unpredictable.

But Fuhu, as the son of air and flame, as long as there is air, as long as there is air around the observed object, his ability in reconnaissance is unrivaled.

That's why Shibusawa Ryuhiko paid attention to deliberately hiding himself even with the fog blocking his sight, but Fulong was still able to accurately find Shibusawa Ryuhiko's position following the guidance of the air and temperature.

Seeing Fuhu completely submerged in his mist, Shibusawa Ryuhiko felt an indescribable excitement and agitation in his heart, which would only happen every time he collected his favorite supernatural power The unique sense of satisfaction that he fell in love with at first sight before will finally be in his pocket at this moment.

He is confident that no one with supernatural powers can resist his superpowers. At least in his past life, his superpowers have been invincible and have never hit a wall. Even a powerful and beautiful superhuman like Fuhu must not be able to. Be an exception to his supernatural powers.

"Become my favorite. What kind of display stand do you like? Crystal? Or wooden?" The man with long white hair obviously took him as his own without regard to the person's wishes. Collection, muttering to himself, seems to have been completely intoxicated in his fantasy.

The opinion of the person concerned is not important to him, Shibusawa Ryuhiko just continued on his own: "I think the quality of the jade is very good, and it would be great if it is covered with silk, but if it is simply suspended Appreciating it in mid-air will also feel very good, and you will definitely become one of my most satisfying collections."

"Is it over already?" Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said suspiciously when he heard that there was no movement in the fog.

Normal people with different abilities should at least make some noise during the battle with their own abilities, but Fuhu has not made any sound since he entered the mist, which made Shibusawa Ryuhiko have to be wrong I am deeply puzzled by this.

He didn't believe that a person with such superpowers could be defeated so easily, and he didn't even let him enjoy the wonderful "performance", and a person with a little conceit like him was even less willing to believe in his own superpowers failed.

However, there were indeed some things that Shibusawa Ryuhiko did not expect in the mist.

The white-haired young man frowned, and the joy he showed just now was instantly replaced by gloom. Shibusawa Tatsuhiko walked quickly towards the direction where the mist gathered. The white mist there was fully dissipating, and there seemed to be a familiar figure.

Originally thought that the mist might be some kind of special poison, or the preparatory action of some kind of move, Fu Hu still maintained a serious look and held his breath, but after a long time, he didn't feel anything. It's as if the fog is just a warning of thunder and rain.

These fogs seem to be some deceptive methods that do not contain moisture, but to Fu Hu, these are more like a kind of mystification with unknown meaning, and he can't figure out the reason for it.

The white-haired boy took the initiative to touch the mist with his fingertips suspiciously. The moment his fingers touched those scattered things, it seemed as if they had met the sky and the earth, and they scattered in all directions, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Fu Hu was surprised to find that he was really not affected by anything, he simply walked towards the young man who was already fantasizing about something.

The facts have become much clearer, and he has a premonition that this friend who has just met for a few hours today may become an enemy, and he needs to ask for clarification.

"Mr. Shibusawa."

When Shibusawa Tatsuhiko couldn't hold back his excitement, and was about to enter the mist to find out, he suddenly heard the voice of the boy he thought had been killed by his supernatural power in the mist.

Such a voice immediately stopped Shibusawa Ryuhiko's footsteps in place, the young man's red eyes were fixed on the middle of the fog, the voice passing through the fog and reaching his ears was still so beautiful.

Only this time, the half-long and melodious tone of a bell no longer has the magical power to make people feel relaxed. Instead, because of the speaker's thinking, it has some emotions against Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, becoming calm and calm To the point where it's like a transfixed death knell.

"Mr. Shibusawa, please allow me to ask, what does it mean to be your collection?"

Fuhu asked about Shibusawa Ryuhiko's speech just now in a flat tone, like the eyes of some kind of red gemstone exuding a frightening luster at night, there was no smile in it during the day at all, only There were a few strands of inorganic light, and Fu Hu's pupils seemed to be changing shape, showing his inhuman side.

The young man whose race is Fulong stood intact in the center of the gradually dissipating mist. The ground around him was smooth and flat, without any trace of fighting. The God of Judgment dressed in stars and moons, and the object of the trial is the greedy collector Ryuhiko Shibusawa.

Since Fuhu's ability is not a supernatural ability to be precise, or the abilities of all members of the Fantasy Kingdom are not supernatural abilities, but innate racial talents, so he was not affected by Shibusawa Ryuhiko's supernatural ability. A little bit of influence.

"Are you not affected by my supernatural ability?" The young man impatiently licked his lower lip with the tip of his red tongue, and pulled out a distorted smile. His eyes were full of scrutiny of the goods, which made Fu Hu feel like this. I feel uncomfortable looking at it.

"I'm really more and more eager for your supernatural power." This sentence was slowly uttered by the white-haired young man, but it was only the smallest epitome of his greedy collection heart.

"Then what happened just now, Shibusawa-san, are you using a different ability on me?"

Even in this anxious and hostile situation, Fu Hu still used honorifics for this person, but Fulong's face no longer had the kind of friendliness and warmth before, only coldness and questioning.

"So what, are you going to take revenge on me?"

Shibusawa Ryuhiko didn't mean to deny it, but his tone was provocative, as if he was constantly encouraging Fulong to attack him. He was even so fanatical about Fuhu's ability that even if he was attacked It doesn't matter to what extent.

"It's the first time I've seen this kind of supernatural power that was not affected by the mist. This really surprised me. Unfortunately, if you can successfully separate, you will definitely become the most powerful person in my collection." The bright one, but that's what makes you special."

"What a pity." The words of regret were repeated in Shibusawa Ryuhiko's mouth again. The young man truly regretted this, but it was definitely not a good thing for Fuhu.

The youth's red eyes were full of pity and disappointment, and he looked like a purely frustrated person, if what he said was disappointment was not killing Fuhu to obtain the supernatural power crystal.

In the current context, it becomes even more apparent how crazy and cruel this young white-haired collector is.

"Are you going to take revenge on me?" This kind of provocative words came out of Shibusawa Ryuhiko's mouth again. The young man seemed not to care about how the next thing would develop. He showed great interest in supernatural powers, and he wanted to see that dragon again.

The young man's tone was longing and distorted: "Let me take a look, let me see your supernatural power."

But Fu Hu didn't answer him, the two just confronted each other quietly, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point in an instant.

After hearing this ability and surname, Kurikawa Soryu fell into deep thought and had a headache.

"Shibusawa, and this rare and terrifying superpower," Kurikawa Soryu clicked his tongue and sighed, "This combination is absolutely difficult, what kind of luck am I?"

"Shibusawa's surname, if that family is in trouble."

Kurikawa Soryu turned his attention to the TV beside him, which was broadcasting current affairs news, and now that the general election was approaching, such current affairs news was continuously broadcast every day, but the characters who appeared in it were the ones that Kurikawa Soryu mainly observed. object.

The head of the Shibusawa family, who is gray-haired but still in good spirits, is talking with dignitaries, and doing Tai Chi calmly in the face of reporters' questions.

And the mysterious young master of the Shibusawa family who has never appeared in public has once again become the focus of the media except for the general election and the best gossip news to divert attention.

It is an undoubted fact that the Shibusawa family is a famous family in Yokohama. When the confrontation between Fushitora and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was still going on, Kurikawa Soryu once again revisited the facts he had neglected during the day. Judging from the young man's clothes and conversation, he undoubtedly came from a well-off family, no, it should be said to be an extremely wealthy family.

And Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's surname immediately made Kurikawa Soryu associate the two together.

"Then there is the supernatural power. I have never heard of this kind of supernatural power. This kind of supernatural power, which can be said to be exclusively for supernatural powers, almost always has its own name whenever it appears, but he is still unknown. , This is definitely not a normal thing. Either he is a newly discovered superhuman, or it is because his information is extremely confidential."

Kurikawa Soryu silently listed a series of related possibilities in his heart, and the old man Roaming Mountain conjured a piece of paper and a pen in his mind out of thin air. Without anyone controlling it, the quill pen automatically writes Following Kurikawa Soryu's guess, he drew circles on the paper following his thoughts.

"If it is a person with this level of supernatural ability, it is absolutely impossible for him to develop freely outside, even if he is the young master of the Shibusawa family, he will definitely be recruited by the relevant departments." After a short thought, Kurikawa Soryu immediately deduced this point.

"The question now is what organization does he belong to? If he has the ability to recruit such supernatural powers, he can still keep him. Looking at the whole of Yokohama, there are only three organizations—port mafia, armed detective agencies, and government forces such as supernatural agents. Branches."

"Let's not mention organizations other than Yokohama. Since he is connected with the Shibusawa family, he may even be the extremely mysterious young master in the legend. Long Yan joined the port Mafia, and having an affair with Mafia at the juncture of the general election is definitely a loss-making business, as for the Armed Detective Agency, their member list is almost public, and it is absolutely impossible for the ghosts and fire spirits not to find this number."

"Then the answer will be obvious." Kurikawa Soryu said confidently to himself.

"Sounds reasonable, so, is he an official?" The voice of the old man Roaming Mountain sounded, and there was a trace of curiosity in the old man's hoarse voice.

Although it is a product of the fantasy kingdom, the system has always paid attention to the current affairs and politics in the immediate world, and even has a lot of research on firearms. Thanks to Kurikawa Soryu's understanding under the influence of his father, he was able to accept it at some point. Let's talk about this eccentric little old man.

I don't know when or when this phenomenon started.

During the communication with him, the system seemed to gradually have more and more emotional fluctuations, as if ripples suddenly appeared in a calm ancient well.

And Soryu Kurikawa felt that this change was very good. For him who was alone, having a partner who could talk about everything like an elder was undoubtedly a very good spiritual comfort.

"That's right," Soryu Kurikawa affirmed the words of the old man Youshan, "It is indeed the government. The cooperation between the Shibusawa family and the government has become closer and closer in recent years. Such a close relationship has also made the Shibusawa family become more and more It must be thriving. And this kind of close cooperation cannot start so abruptly, there must be some inducement, and I suspect that this inducement is Shibusawa Tatsuhiko."

"According to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's age, the time is also right, so the organization behind Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is most likely the government." Kurikawa Soryu controlled the quill pen suspended in the air to circle the place on the paper Written by the official location.

"That's troublesome." The system seemed to curse something, but it seemed that it was silenced by a mysterious force, and Kurikawa Soryu couldn't hear it clearly.

"Indeed, I can only take a look first, it will be very troublesome if I get entangled." Kurikawa Soryu sighed softly.

Kurikawa Soryu was not worried about being caught by Shibusawa Ryuhiko, after Fuhuo's ability failed Shibusawa Ryuhiko's magic weapon, Fuhu could easily defeat the white-haired youth.

It's just that if Shibusawa Ryuhiko misses him, it will be very troublesome to be on the focus list of the Special Ability Special Affairs Division. It seems that it is not right to show up in front of the official now. The structure of the story meeting has not met his expectations. .

"Are you really unwilling to be my collection? Your 'glory of life' will definitely be an exceptionally beautiful scenery." The white-haired young man with pale skin seemed to never forget this, and kept staring at the same white man as himself. The red-eyed boy asked, as if he didn't understand why he was rejected.

"I'm afraid not." Fu Hu's answer was short and forceful, and he stood there with a silent face.

"Then there is no other way." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko took out a knife. He was still thinking about making some harsh words, but before he could hold the knife firmly, he was slapped by a white scaly tail. fly.

It was the strong and powerful tail of Fuhu after transforming into a dragon. Fulong's milky white scales were stained with a mother-of-pearl luster by the moonlight, shining brightly in the air like a moon rainbow.

The white Fulong showed its prototype under the moonlight, its beautiful arc almost merged with the milky white moonlight, only the red eyes became brighter and clearer, as if it could wash away all the filth and malice in the world.

It was the gospel of air and fire. Fulong hovered in the air, looking down at the man who was knocked down by him.

Fulong's sharp claws were grasping in the air, as if he was eager to attack. During his meandering process, those translucent scales rubbed against each other, playing a visual feast like fairy music.

And the only person who had a chance to enjoy the feast was lying unconscious on the ground.

Fulong's power is unstoppable for human beings. Even if Fuhu restrained some strength, Shibusawa Ryuhiko fell into a deep coma with one blow.

Kurikawa Soryu couldn't let Shibusawa Tatsuhiko lie here like this, and felt a little troubled.

Someone will come here at any time, and the traces left by the strong wind blown by Fuhu's tail are also difficult to get back to the point of seamlessness. Looking at the young man with white long hair who is still in a coma, he is played by Soryu Kurikawa Fu Hu suddenly had a bold idea.

"Then go straight there." Kurikawa Soryu said to himself in his heart, while casually catching the three-flowered cat nestled on the bar, hugged it in his arms and stroked it gently.

"Are you really going to do this?" Old Man Youshan said with disbelief, "I thought you were just joking? Isn't it the right time yet?"

"So, now may be the time I want," Kurikawa Soru rubbed his temples, smiled and answered the systematic question in his heart, "I seem to have some misunderstandings in my thinking before."

"What is needed to make the story be recognized as quickly as possible? Relying on my vest to establish prestige among the supernatural power users and magicians?" Kurikawa Soryu asked himself the question of concealment Answer your own questions.

"I'm afraid that's not the case. I should have reflected on the fact that Graugramman quickly brought the existence of the Story Society to the attention of the magic community. The most important thing for the existence of the 'Story Society' to be recognized is to obtain official attention , hiding and hiding may not be able to accomplish my purpose."

"If the 'Olin' we need to find is a certain thing, that's fine. Secret operation may be the best choice, but the number of 'Olin' is so large and the distribution is so wide. Without official help, it may be difficult for us to achieve our goals."

The old man Roaming Mountain did not speak, as if silently agreeing with Kurikawa Soryu's point of view.

These words are indeed not wrong. When it is unknown who is secretly using the power of Olin, and there is pressure from Germany, it seems that it is the best choice to cooperate with the government moderately. Besides, the Japanese government must also hope to solve " Olin" created confusion.

Taneda Santoka just wanted to take a sip of tea and listen to the rakugo on TV leisurely during the break time, but this rare leisure time was interrupted by the knock on the door from his subordinates.

After all, he was a fairly responsible leader, so although he was a little dissatisfied with being interrupted during the rest time, he still asked his subordinates to open the door.

"Why are you in such a hurry? What's the matter?" The bald man asked with a smile, so that no one could see his dissatisfaction at all.

The person who came was Masayoshi Saito. Since the reception of the conjurer Grau Grauman from Tokyo was almost perfectly completed before, and because Ango Sakaguchi was assigned the task of following William Grau, the Special Ability Division There was a shortage of personnel for a while, and Saito Masakata, who performed well, was promoted to a higher level.

"'Bai Qilin' was brought here unconscious." The young man in a suit replied cautiously, frowning, as if he was extremely nervous about this matter.

"'Bai Qilin'? Unconscious? That kid was defeated, right?" Taneda Shantouhuo took a sip of hot tea unhurriedly. The aroma of the tea made the man squint his eyes in enjoyment. "That kid is so If you don't restrain yourself, you will suffer losses."

"However," the eyes of the leader of the Special Ability Division finally became serious, and he sat up straight, leaning slightly towards Saito Masakata, who reported the orthographic report, and looked sharply at his subordinates, "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's We know the supernatural power, so who is the person who defeated him? Ordinary people?"

"Hahahaha, that seems unlikely." The bald man laughed out loud as if amused by his own words, but the laughter was quickly cut off by Tantian Shantouhuo himself, and the man's face became serious.

"who is it?"

The majesty contained in this short question made Saito Masakasa startled, and quickly mobilized the information in his brain to answer his leader's question.

"It's a young man with long white hair and red eyes. He claims to be Fuhu, and he hopes to have a chat with the Special Forces Division." Saito Masakata replied respectfully.

"If the information is not wrong, he is the supernatural person who disrupted our previous plan at the most critical place——the oldest adopted son of Oda Sakunosuke, whose whereabouts are unknown now."

"Things are starting to become more interesting." Zhongtian Shantouhuo picked up the folding fan on the table with one hand, but did not open it. He stroked his beard with the other hand, showing an interesting smile, "You first Let's go and have a look, Saito."