The villain is in trouble

Tiaoye Caiju, a supernatural person, is an overly young cadre of a criminal organization. He is born blind, but his five senses beyond ordinary people make up for this shortcoming.

Whether it is the beating of the heart or the flow of blood, any detail of the human body conveys the voice of the human heart nakedly in his invisible eyes, and no one can keep a secret in front of him.

The wailing and cursing of the loser, the hatred and fear of others are all things that can be seen everywhere for him.

Tiaoye Caiju was not afraid of being held in the prison of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. Although the crimes he committed in the past few years were enough to be sentenced to death from the moment he officially took the knife to kill people, but the supernatural powers are always received special treatment.

But in the end he would be asked to leave by Fukuchi Sakura, he was still a little surprised.

"The old man is only looking for your ability, so I deliberately asked someone from the Supernatural Secret Service." Fukuchi Sakura laughed kindly but still dignifiedly, living up to the name of "Hero of the Far East", "Going forward Once you get here, don’t even think about going out unscathed.”

This answer was expected, Tiaoye Caiju squinted, and pretended to "look around" around - from his perspective, this was a base that occupied a huge area and was heavily guarded.

"hound".

"So what else can I say?" He sighed, "At your disposal, Your Excellency."

He already knew what he was going to face.

"Don't call me that, I'm embarrassing." Fukuchi Sakura patted her mustache, "Just call the captain afterward. Remember to build a good relationship with your teammates, Jono."

Tiaoye Caiju smiled slightly, but said nothing.

*

Yokohama is still calm.

The surging undercurrent does not affect the lives of civilians, and those who hold power and strength rarely pay attention to these people who do not know their existence.

However, the apparently peaceful days passed, and on a certain day in the late summer, a news suddenly spread in Yokohama.

"A person with a wealth-gathering ability has left a legacy of 5000 billion yuan."

It was as if someone was behind the scenes. In just one night, even organizations outside Yokohama heard the news, and almost any force believed that the information was true and credible.

Organizations, large and small, were moved by this, and Yokohama fell into chaos again.

The Port Mafia maintained a subtle indifference in this incident. Even if the GSS Tactical Squad and the Takase Society were killed, the conflicts that broke out between other organizations in Yokohama were strong enough.

The smell of blood and gunpowder filled the night, and even in the daytime there were loud gunshots. After the chaos escalated completely, in the second month since the struggle began, some people called it the "leader war."

Kagami Fukami had only six points on this, and he decided to maintain a false silence.

He is also very distressed in order not to make false OOC!

The ruthless yakuza leader will not get involved in the battle for inheritance, but he is willing to accept the partner's request and provide help within an appropriate range——

Songyang is about to become the "leader's spiritual friend, ship anchor and kite string" in the hearts of Mafia members!

Tong Mo was busy innovating the world of conjuration in Tokyo. Laphroaig played a little trick, spreading the fingers of the king of curses everywhere, sneaking away from the conjurer, and the leader couldn't get away at all.

As for Kamito Fukami himself, he seized Laphroaig's traces, quarreled wildly with people, and exchanged views across the air, almost half of the layout of the winery in Japan, and the Jianwei restaurant in Mihua Town was also destroyed. It exploded.

The Japanese police were overjoyed, Renye Karasuma was so angry that he was almost sent to the ICU, and Rum was so heartbroken that he thought he might have to serve the old man; Gin from abroad was so angry that he killed the undercover agent immediately, and Belmode thought it was true.

The undercover agents in various countries fell into silence.

Who is the undercover agent?It is worthy of being an international red letter, even the owner can cheat.

"I will go to Yokohama later." In the bar at night, Laphroaig drank the lemonade boldly and happily announced, "Don't miss me too much! Please inform me about the gin!"

Bourbon & Rye: "…"

Isn't she really afraid of being hit on the forehead by a gun... Well, maybe she is really not afraid.

As the two undercover agents who knew Laphroaig's "secret", they had mixed feelings during this time.

As expected of having the same face, how did Kagami Fukami have the confidence to say that he was just an ordinary store owner?

The people in the black organization probably couldn't figure out who the guy who had been confronting these two or five boys was.

But until now, no one has found that the two of them are equally strange enough.

"I wish you a good journey." Rye thought for a while and said.

"Thank you for your blessing." Laphroaig smiled reservedly, "I must have had a lot of fun there!"

You are happy enough for now.Bourbon thought.

Even though human experimentation was thought of because of the similar appearance and ability, no matter how much I searched for God Name Fukami, I couldn't find any relevant information.

Useless questions will not make them just have the absurd feeling of "he probably had a very poor experience" towards the two of them.

"Goodbye~" Laphroaig bid farewell cheerfully.

One minute later, Gin, which was covered in air-conditioning, entered the bar, and when he knew that the person had just left, he turned around and left without saying a word.

Bourbon & Rye: "…"

The undercover agents were a little bit sympathetic, then gloated, and then thought about taking advantage of the current opportunity, which might cause serious damage to the black organization.

*

Laphroaig ran away overnight, leaving behind a mess that he had created; Shenming saw that he could not be as shameless as him, so he gritted his teeth and mopped up his peers, saying in his heart that noble morality and character are really random talk about it.

There are several powerful vests in Yokohama, and he is not very worried. Even without Laphroaig, he can deal with the demon and Bai Qilin—it's just that they are more unstable and can stir up his emotions.

……

The night was low and the stars were dim. On the roof of a certain building, a young man in a loose striped shirt had his hands in his pockets. He was wearing silver-rimmed glasses and looked into the distance calmly. The moonlight cast on him, shining on the ground. A shadow with a hazy halo.

At the foothold of his sight is the school run by the Wan Shi Bliss Sect.

And the white mist slowly infiltrated from the outside, silently covering the school at night.

The roar of the tiger came from it.

He smiled slightly, took a step out of thin air, and instantly appeared on the top of another building.

The mastermind of "Dragon Head War", Shibusawa Ryuhiko, also known as "White Kirin", but more widely known as "Collector", is the chief culprit in the continuous suicides of supernatural beings that occurred in various countries. The supernatural ability is [Long Yanzhi Between], it can peel off the ability and turn it into a crystal.

"Good evening, Mr. Devil." The young man happily greeted the people who were already there on the rooftop, "Do you feel happy watching this scene?"

Fyodor looked back at him calmly, a purple gleam flashed in his eyes, and the smile seemed to be hiding unknown emotions.

"You are very happy." He did not answer, but pointed out politely, "If you are serious, the whole of Yokohama will be caught in a raging fire."

Fyodor could also, with his ingenuity, have some stupid people initiate riots, and the city would burn in their eyes before those who guarded it could react.

But this requires him to make a plan and analyze every coincidence and detail to achieve it.

[Spectator]'s ability will make people automatically embrace chaos and death, and no one can go against his wishes.Just like that night in New York.

After talking on the Internet for so long, this is the first time Fyodor has seen this unscrupulous intelligence dealer.

"Indeed," Laphroaig said, "but I don't really want anyone to die, everyone to live..." He paused, his voice so soft that he seemed worried about disturbing the birds that fell on the branches. A kind of cruel joy emerged in the pair of blue eyes, "The painful life that can never sleep makes me feel peaceful."

Just as he regarded Fyodor in front of him as a like-minded partner, he explained in detail why he was obsessed with creating chaos.

"People usually call a person like you a pervert." Fyodor gave his own evaluation, "Is it related to your ability?"

"That's right." Laphroaig said, looking at the fog-shrouded campus with a gloomy expression, he looked like a child stuffed with toys who didn't like toys, "There is a price to pay for great power, and I was almost tortured to the point of going crazy. He brushed aside his drooping bangs, his tone was calm, "So I'm curious why that guy can still laugh from the bottom of his heart."

The sound of the helicopter came from a distance.

Next to the cabin door, the leader of the port Mafia, who seldom gets out, stood there, under a cloak of crow feathers, his long hair fluttering in the wind, and the gorilla pupils under the three-degree hat looked down from a high position, as cold as death in hell, taking the initiative to deprive the world of life.

Fyodor: "..."

The smile on his face stiffened a bit.

——Did you really come here because the school where Yoshida Matsuyo was in was attacked? !

Even though he had imagined this scene and was sure that the probability was 60.00%, Fyodor still couldn't help being silent when it happened.

Even if you belong to the same organization and have a relationship beyond ordinary people's imagination, you don't have to be so nervous about each other—you are still here by helicopter, not like colleagues at all, but more like close friends.

"Hi, Xu." The other person greeted leisurely, with a cheerful tone as if meeting a long-lost friend on the street, "This can't be done, the organization still needs you."

Xu glanced at the two of them indifferently, drew his knife in the next second, and leaped down from the helicopter. The cold light flashed in the air, and amidst the sound of the wind, the blade slashed straight at Laphroaig's face, as swiftly as a bullet.

The helicopter wobbled unsteadily when he jumped out, and the pilot looked sideways at the leader who landed on the roof with lingering fear, wondering if this was the leader's anger, then he raised the body and moved away from this place.

"Awesome!" Laphroaig applauded with high fives, dodged the slash, and stood on the other side with a smile, "So you would choose to wait for the so-called "heart"?imaginary. "

"One day, both human beings and civilization will die." Nothingness showed a sad and empty smile, with cruel coldness, "I am looking forward to this day, but I won't do it again."

He has done it once, and the current earth is not the earth he was born in. Human beings have just come into contact with the universe, and it is a completely different process.

I feel troublesome.

"Yes, after all, you have died countless times for this." Laphroaig said in a frivolous tone, taking off the silver-rimmed glasses.

His answer was a slash, and his figure was incredibly fast, leaving a colorful afterimage on the retina of the person—the ghost appeared behind him.

"clang--!"

The silver-rimmed glasses turned into a dagger to block the blade, and the black-haired and blue-eyed young man with his backhand behind his back turned his head and smiled wantonly, saying, "Hey, there is a weak Russian next to him, it's too rude to be so rude." .”

Weak Russian Fyodor: "..."

You don't have to drag me into it.

As he pondered over the information revealed in the conversation just now, there was a subtle change in the look in his eyes.

And Xu glanced at him, and gave Laphroaig another thrust without any reaction.

Laphroaig couldn't beat it.

The person in front of him is an Altana variant that has existed for thousands of years. It has been soaked in the blood of slaughter for hundreds of years. Any action can give life the most cruel death in the body.

"Pfft."

The sharp blade pierced into the flesh, and the left chest was pierced, and the black and white striped shirt was covered with large, eye-catching blood.

Tick-tock blood dripped onto the roof, and there was no landing point behind Laphroaig, and he would fall to the deserted street after climbing over the railing.

At such a moment, the young man squeezed the blade and smiled frivolously.

"Shall we watch the fireworks? One, two, three—"

"boom!"

……

Accompanied by a few dull sounds, magnificent fireworks bloomed in the night sky of Yokohama, gorgeous and colorful, like stars when they fell.

The fireworks are not concentrated in a certain area, but distributed in various urban areas. This city, which has been immersed in gunpowder and chaos for a while, is now ushering in a grand fireworks festival that can be seen from any corner .

Feordo thought it was very beautiful, and even couldn't help applauding.

It was ironic enough, he felt that Gogol and the "opponent" might have a common topic of bad taste.

And the smile on Laphroaig's face froze, showing a rare expression of astonishment.

The scarlet pupils swept across his expression, calmly and indifferently pulled out the knife, did not speak, just bent his eyes slightly.

"—This firework, isn't it beautiful?"

It seemed that the speaker was smiling, and a light voice sounded.

At the same time as he heard this voice, Laphroaig's expression cracked. He ignored the wound, turned over and jumped over the railing, and performed a free fall.

The proficiency in this unhesitating movement surprised Fyodor.

"Hey." The young man who appeared in the same way as Laphroaig said regretfully, "How courageous."

He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, his hair was a little damp, and he could smell the scent of shower shampoo, as if he had taken a quick shower before coming.

"Good evening, Kaname-kun." Fyodor greeted him.

Shen Ming said: "It's the first time we meet, Mr. Devil."

They looked at each other and smiled.

This is a pleasant cooperation.

……

The god name is deeply aware of the reasons for Laphroaig's confusion - after all, he himself has been troubled for a long time - and there is no ridiculous expectation that "the other party will sit down and have a good talk".

Of course he is the one who understands himself. Even for the sake of his peers, Laphroaig is willing to make a slight concession and play a friendly game, but he will never let go of the opportunity presented to him.

Such an unstable factor with no morality and lower limit, the longer it is left, the more troublesome it will be. Just when Shenming Fukami suffered from no chance to pull the other party out from behind the scenes, he knew the existence of Bai Qilin and a certain intention of the devil .

He is not interested in the "book" that is said to be hidden in Yokohama, but if he can use this to allow external forces to join him and Laphroaig in the air-to-air communication and completely break this boring situation-that would be really interesting.

So he and Fyodor got on the line, let Bai Qilin enter Yokohama without the Yokohama government and the Supernatural Secret Service Division noticing, and watched each other cause chaos and death together.

The reason why Fyodor, who was able to bring Shibusawa to Yokohama with his own ideas without any external force, agreed to cooperate was because of the news of the "book" brought by Kamiya Fukami.

The "book" has been hidden in Yokohama for a long time, and its existence is proved by the torn pages hidden by the Supernatural Secret Service and held by some people.

But just like having its own consciousness, the complete "book" has never been found, even the "beacon" deduced from the investigation... There is no clue that can connect with the "book" in the observation.

The god name Fukami said: I can find the "book" and give it to you with my own hands.I just need you to do me a favor -

Bring Laphroaig out.

Port Mafia and Bliss Cult will cooperate.

Fyodor, of course, happily agreed.

Although we got along very well with [Spectator] on the Internet, but there is no way, he is also for the ideal.

And during the time he conspired with the other party to lure people to Yokohama, he was a little surprised to find that these two people knew each other very well, not because they had insight into people's hearts, but as if they were treating another person's moves steadily and ruthlessly.

It's interesting, but Fyodor doesn't care, he only cares about the "book" and his own ideals.

Now the cooperation is successful.

Fyodor was in no hurry for "books."

"Aren't you going to chase?" he asked.

With the means of 【Spectator】, even a fatal wound piercing the heart will not die.

"He won't leave." Shenming Fukami said firmly, touching his face narcissistically, "My identity hasn't been revealed yet, and so is the relationship between Songyang and Xu." He winked at Fyodor , as if teasing, "You will be surprised too, Mr. Devil."

Fyodor had to admit that he was really curious when he was told that.

Xu Xu turned a deaf ear to the insightful remarks of God's name, stood in front of the rooftop where Laphroaig turned down, and glanced at the school where the fog had dissipated.

"Speaking of which, excuse me, can I ask you one thing, Mr. Demon Man." Godname Fukami said suddenly and solemnly, using the same words as before, "I want that fellow Laphroaig to cry bitterly." more seriously than the slander.

Fyodor also said seriously: "Please speak."

"That's right, can I trouble you to say something..."

"'It's not a wig, it's laurel'?"

The young man with black hair and blue eyes had a serious expression and a sincere tone, as if he was seeking an answer from a knowledgeable mentor.

Fyodor, who thought it would be an earth-shattering event, slowly raised a question mark.

What surprised him even more was that he hadn't looked directly at his Xu before, but instead cast his gaze, his expression remained unmoved, but the gorilla pupil who was staring closely seemed to be silently urging and expecting.

"........."

What's the matter with you? !