The king of emoji has a communication disorder

Although Asano Ao was lethargic, he had a light sleep. In the middle of the night, Asano Ao heard the sound of his mother crying in the next room.

Asano Cangxin said: Sure enough, he can't die at home.

It is very sad for a white-haired person to give away a black-haired person. Of course, I am no longer a black-haired person, so I can't make my parents sad in the end.

Asano Ao planned to find a random city and find an area suitable for the elderly to live in.

Regarding Asano Ao's thoughts, the parents did not express their opinions.

Before leaving, her mother handed Asano Ao a string of dark blue gemstone necklaces, which reflected brilliant light.

"It was passed down to me by your grandma. An eminent monk consecrated it once. You can take it."

Ten years ago, Gojo Satoru gave Asano Cang an amulet of prosperous martial arts.

Asano Ao always carried it with him.

Now the things to be worn intimately on the body have increased the amulet given by his mother, and Asano Cang took it and put it on his neck.

Then he didn't take any luggage, and then picked a lucky train, which became Asano Ao's final destination.

In order to ensure randomness, Asano Ao did not buy a ticket, and directly stepped onto the train to ask the flight attendant to get on the train first and then make up for the ticket.

Old tradition.

The flight attendants were calm.

"I met a handsome guy with white hair before getting on the bus and paying for the ticket. Now he is also a handsome guy with white hair."

After filling the ticket for Asano Cang, the flight attendant said to himself:

"Fortunately, there are vacant seats now. Which flight attendant can encounter this kind of thing twice in a row."

After finding his own seat, Asano Ao leaned on the seat and fell asleep with his head tilted.

Asano Cang was sleeping soundly, the big thorns of the gemstone necklace were shining outside, and he looked defenseless, and someone sitting next to him had evil intentions.

The gem necklace worn by Asano Ao looked very valuable.

Reaching out secretly, he touched Asano Ao's necklace.

The emoticon pack turns into a big hand:

[I'll give you a big bag. 】

All of a sudden, he slapped the thief next door.

The thief was slapped so hard that he lost his head, thinking that he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, and fled away in a panic, getting off the car before reaching the station.

When the vehicle arrived at the terminal, Asano Ao woke up.

All the people on the train have left.

As soon as you get off the train, the huge word 'Yokohama' stands at the exit of the train.

After going around and going around, I came to Yokohama.

There is a direct train to Yokohama in the chaos of Yokohama! !What will Asano Ao do with this!

Asano Ao had no intention of disturbing the Yokohama pension.

Random also random to cities other than Yokohama.

He wants to buy a ticket and leave immediately.

As soon as he approached the ticketing station, a shell flew over from a distance, and with a bang, it hit the train track accurately, blowing up the traffic track.

There will be a broadcast announcement soon:

"Urgent notice Urgent notice, dear passengers, because of the explosion, all trains have been suspended, and all trains have been suspended."

The conductor lady put up a sign and closed the counter:

【Stop selling tickets】

Asano Cang: ...

The emoji turned into a salted fish and burst into tears:

[da baa da baa da baa]

Then came another broadcast:

"Residents, please evacuate to Area C, residents, please evacuate to Area C."

The people near Asano Ao began to run in one direction with bags and things.

Asano Ao did not follow them, but ran in the opposite direction.

Ao Asano went to take the waterway when there was no land way, and he was determined not to stay in Yokohama to spend his later years.

The duel known as the Dragon Head War by later generations is about to begin. This is a large-scale duel of various illegal organizations in Yokohama, and it is also the final duel.

Port Mafia is sure to win in the leader war and occupy the position of boss.

So this time the struggle was extraordinarily fierce, and the previous fight was nothing more than a small fight.

It can even be described by guns/forest/bullets/rain/, which is hundreds of times worse than when Asano Ao came here last time.

Asano raised a flying car door as a shield, and the tortoise slowly crawled towards the beach.

"Is there anyone else here?"

The orange-haired boy rode a buzzing rose-red motorcycle, wrapped in crimson light, leaping forward, and finally stopped beside Asano Cang.

"The refuge area is in the south, where everyone is evacuating, you should also hide quickly."

Asano Cangfu: Where is the south?I do not want to go.

The orange-haired boy thought that Asano Cang had been frightened by the gun/forest/bullet/rain, so he patted the back seat:

"Forget it, it's too late for you to go by yourself, come up immediately, I'll take you there."

Asano Ao still didn't move.

The little boy on the motorcycle with a... collar around his neck?In short, it looks like a minor, and the safety of the car is open to question.

The ghost panda's back is against the wall:

【shocked】

The blue eyes of the orange-haired boy caught sight of the emoji, his expression froze, and he threw a helmet to Asano Ao, urging:

"Hurry up and put it on, it won't be safe here soon, your life is at stake!"

"When the war is over, go where you want to go!"

Asano Ao: This area is like this, is it still a little safe? !

The orange-haired boy was too enthusiastic, and Asano Ao couldn't refuse to say that he was going to jump into the sea and walk by water, so he bit the bullet and got in the car.

Asano Ao got into the car and flew away.

Nakahara Chuya turned on his horsepower, and the crimson light enveloped Asano Ao and Nakahara Chuya.

The asphalt road was littered with wreckage, and Zhongyuan Zhong also walked directly on the outer wall of the building.

Go up the building, just like flying.

Completely defies gravity.

Asano Ao felt as if he could be thrown out in the next second.

He could only firmly grasp Nakahara Chuya's clothes.

Nakahara Chuya moved to a certain area at high speed, stopped, and pointed the direction to Asano Ao:

"Follow this and you will reach the shelter. Don't leave the shelter until the war is over."

Asano Canghun almost flew away, got out of the car tremblingly, and walked towards the shelter.

The orange-haired boy was young, but he turned out to be a drag racing gang.

The police guided Asano Ao into the refuge, and the refuge area was densely packed with people.

There were men, women and children, and it was the first time Asano Ao had seen so many people in Yokohama.

The shelter was built underground, and those below could feel the shock of the struggle above.

The atmosphere of fear and fear permeated the refuge, as if it could be transformed into reality.

Asano Ao was the last to come in, so he naturally sat at the door, thinking about finding an opportunity to slip away.

Witnessing the tense spirits of the people in the refuge, I thought to myself: If this continues, maybe a first-level spell spirit will soon be formed.

"You, who are you?"

"what--"

The faint wailing entered Asano Ao's ears through the gap.

Wearing a white robe, black, and a uniform weird mask on his face.

Holding G/T/L/, one gun for one cop.

The guarding policemen fell under their attack.

The door to the shelter is about to be opened.

Asano Cang's eyes darkened.

How the shelter was discovered by gangsters.

A man sat in a small room made of colorful glazed tiles.

He has red pupils and long white hair, behaves elegantly, speaks in a leisurely tone, and plays with a pure white round gemstone with one hand:

"The sent A-force has been dealt with?"

The subordinates were reporting the situation outside, sweating profusely:

"Yes, according to the images returned by Troop A, after they dealt with the guards, they suddenly shot at a wall, and left after shooting the bullets, without entering the shelter at all. Then they encountered one of the Mafia double blacks in the port outside. In Central Plains, the entire army was wiped out."

The handsome man with long hair reaching his waist automatically ignored the second half of the sentence, only heard what he wanted to hear, and said to himself:

"Someone in the shelter seems to have the power of illusion? That's really rare. Find a way to capture him alive."

The subordinate swallowed saliva in fear, and replied:

"Yes"

The white-haired man waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to back down, while he casually put the gemstone in his hand into the red bag, shaking his hand.

Inside the bag were dozens of shining gems of various shapes.

Because the men's movements collided with each other, making pleasant crisp sounds.