My comics take the magic world by storm

At that time, Lisuo was blocked by Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie, and it was not easy to escape from Wujou and Xia Youjie, so Lisuo didn't resist, he knew that he would not die for the time being of.

The magic tools that were handcuffed and shackles like this, were taken into custody by the High Commissioner.

Li Suo sat on the chair boredly, with his head down, not knowing what he was looking at.

Gojo Satoru stood in front of Ronso, and Ronso seemed to realize his arrival at this moment, and looked up at him.

"Oh, isn't this Gojo Satoru?" Rinso waved his hand, "Hi—"

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows slightly, pulled a chair from behind and sat in front of Masuo.

"This, you should know." Gojo Satoru didn't hold back, and directly took out the photo that Nanami Jianren gave him.

Yan Suo stretched his neck to look at the things on the screen, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Really..." Gojo Satoru hugged his chest and raised his legs, "You really don't cry when you see the coffin."

"Wujo Satoru, I admit that you are indeed the strongest in the magic world, but you are the only one." Li Suo grinned exaggeratedly, "You understand, you are the strongest alone, and you cannot compete with him." The world is right."

"You want to unravel this curse, right..." Ron Suo laughed, "It is absolutely impossible for me to tell you."

"It's like you can't kill me now." Lisuo raised his hand bound by the magic tool, pointed at Wujo Wu with confidence, "Wujo Wu!"

"You are just a mortal." The corners of Yan Suo's mouth rose exaggeratedly, and he opened his hands. Even though he was in such an environment, he did not have the slightest fear.

"You want to save those cursed people?" Ren Suo raised his eyebrows happily, "Impossible."

"If my plan doesn't go smoothly, those people will never wake up."

Yansuo laughed wildly: "Even if you catch me now, so what, it's not that you can't execute me."

In Japan, there are countless people who have been marked by Konso, and there are people from all walks of life from all walks of life. It is like breaking a curse, and Konso's confession is indispensable.

This is still a big problem.

Even the strongest Gojo Satoru had to admit that part of what this guy said was right. Although they didn't know what the purpose of the 羂索 mark was for the time being, this guy did leave a trouble for the conjurer.

"Do you know that provoking someone who is stronger than you is not a wise move?" Wujo Satoru was not angry, and looked at him with his hands clasped together.

羂索: ...

Yidizhi, who was guarding outside, seemed to hear the pain and screams coming from inside.

Yidizhi Jiegao worried: "Mr. Wujo, you won't beat people to death."

Jianren Qihai looked down at the time: "He knows it well."

Beat half to death at most.

Gojo Satoru wiped his sweat, and looked at Rensuo with some distress: "Really, it's really hard for me to control not to kill you."

"Hey, hurry up, I came here to look for you but I haven't greeted the higher-ups yet, I'm sure I'll be scolded by those old guys when I go back, but it doesn't matter." Wujo Wu stepped on the neck of the rope, and when he said the old man, he gave a loud voice. step on.

Yan Suo, who was beaten into a pig's head, felt like he was about to suffocate.

"I'm very serious about controlling my strength." Gojo Satoru looked at him dissatisfied, "So why don't you say anything?"

In this state, no matter how you look at it, there is no way to say it!Li Suo was rarely annoyed.

Not to mention that he didn't intend to tell Wujo Satoru everything, in this state, even if he wanted to say it, he could only make a "ho, ho—" sound from his throat!

Gojo Satoru!

Ren Suo felt humiliated.

When he goes out from here, he must repay him twice, so that Wujo Wu feels that life is worse than death!

A few ribs of the rope were broken, and five legs were broken, and there was no good place all over his body.

"Don't you want to talk about it at all?" Gojo Satoru sat back to his original place, holding his chin and looking at the already fallen rope.

Yan Suo laughed loudly: "You just wait, Gojo Wu, you will never be able to save those people."

"Even if you abuse me like this, I won't tell you."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Who said I beat you because of those people."

"I just want to beat you up." Gojo Satoru looked at him sincerely.

"Ah—it's cool." Gojo Satoru stretched his waist, "I'm leaving~"

"Don't worry, I'll let Nitro right away..." Gojo Satoru suddenly paused, "No, it doesn't seem like Nitro is used to treat your injuries."

Gojo Satoru suddenly thought of a person, and he took a meaningful look at Suso: "I think that person should be very suitable to be your doctor."

He once saw the supernatural ability with Akiko Yosano in the comics. Although the world of magic and supernatural powers do not interfere with each other, Gojo Satoru believes that the Armed Detective Agency will not refuse this commission.

"Goodbye—" Gojo Satoru waved his hand playfully, "I'm going to eat first."

Lisuo looked at the closed door resentfully: "Gojo Satoru—"

After Gojo Satoru walked out, his expression was not as relaxed as he was inside.

Yidizhi Jiegao ran over all the way: "Mr. Wujo, inside..."

Gojo Satoru said indifferently: "It's okay, I just beat him to a serious injury, remember to call a doctor for him, and don't let him die before the doctor Xie Ye comes."

"Huh?" Yidizhi Jiegao looked confused, but he was able to pick up Wujou's words proficiently, "Okay."

Gojo Satoru hugged his chest in dissatisfaction: "Then what are you doing here, Yidizhi!"

"Hurry up and call the doctor."

The worker Yidizhi Jiegao went to carry out Wujo Wu's order with a bitter haha.

Jianren Qihai looked at the back of Yidizhijie Gao Yuanqu, then turned his head around and looked at Gojo Wu: "How is it?"

Gojo Wujou had a stinky face: "What an old man."

Got it, it's a failure.

Jianren Qihai pushed his glasses: "Then what are you going to do next?"

Wujo Wutiao turned his head and happily hooked Qihai Jianren's neck.

"Qamihai." Gojo Satoru looked at him expectantly, "What do you mean by the name of the stand-in messenger, the one who can turn people into Facebook."

Jianren Qihai glanced at him: "Rohan Kishibe is a manga artist."

"Hiss—" Gojo Satoru had a gritty expression, and he was now conditioned to the word manga artist.

"Are all the cartoonists now so awesome?" Gojo Satoru fell into deep thought.

There was a prophecy cartoonist before, and there was a stand-in messenger cartoonist later.

Is the industry of cartoonists already so voluptuous?

Jianren Qihai pushed Wutiaowu's arm off his shoulders in disgust: "If you want to find a substitute messenger who reads minds, then I advise you to give up."

"Hey, why!" Wujo Wu looked at him puzzled, "Could it be possible that someone would reject the invincible and handsome Teacher Wujo Wu!"

... Don't you have some AC number in your heart?Jianren Qihai managed to swallow this complaint back.

But his eyes clearly explained everything.

Gojo Satoru: "I will be angry, I will really be angry."

Jianren Qihai sighed: "The reason why I don't recommend you to go to that Kishibe Rohan is actually very simple."

"Although we just had a face-to-face meeting, I can clearly feel that Mr. Kishibe Rohan is an extremely egotistical person." Speaking of this, Jianren Nanami paused and glanced at Gojo Satoru.

"Just like Mr. Gojo."

"Why are you attacking me at this time." Gojo Goku flattened his mouth unhappily.

"He won't participate in such a thankless thing that has nothing to do with him..." Jianren Qihai's voice suddenly dropped.

He remembered the scene when he went to visit Hanae Takuto, and Kishibe Rohan seemed to have acted because of Hanae Takuto.

"Mr. Gojo, if you want Kishibe Rohan to read your mind for you, there is still one person you can't avoid."

"Huajiang Takuto."

……

Hanae Takuto poured a glass of water for Rohan on the shore: "Here, Teacher Luhan."

Kishibe Rohan took the water glass: "Thank you."

"Ms. Luhan came to see me for something?" Hanae Takuto tilted his head in doubt.

Kishibe Rohan looked at the water glass in a daze: "Ah, it's nothing, I'm a little worried, in case another fan of that kind comes to the door."

Huajiang Tuodou picked up the water glass and took a sip by himself: "Don't worry, Mr. Luban, this situation will never happen again."

"And I'm just a little assistant. If they want to look for it, they'll just go to Teacher Akumi. It has nothing to do with me. This time it was just an accident."

Huajiang Takuto held the water glass in both hands, ready to take a sip of water.

Kishibe Rohan looked at him: "Actually, I've always wanted to ask."

"Actually, there is no such person as jjxx in our world."

"Cough, cough, cough——" Huajiang Tuodou didn't swallow a sip of water, and Kishibe Luhan almost choked him to death when he said these words.

No, no way!

Does Mr. Luhan know something?

Calm down, Hanae Takuto, you have to calm down.

Huajiang Takuto hastily wiped his face with a tissue: "Mr. Luhan, what you said is too scary."

"This is not auspicious. It feels like something happened to the teacher. Although readers, including me, have been worried about him throwing a knife, it is not possible to say such a thing." Takuto Hanae Kishibe Rohan cast a disapproving look.

"Sorry, that's not what I meant." Kishibe Rohan took back what he said just now, "I didn't mean to say that jjxx doesn't exist."

Huajiang Takuto secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he pretended to be calm and picked up the cup: "Then what Teacher Luhan means is..."

Kishibe Rohan clasped his hands together, his eyes were piercing: "I mean, zwkfk and ch25 are not in this world, right?"

"Not in this world we live in."

Are you Sherlock Holmes!

Huajiang Takuto's back broke out in cold sweat for a moment.

"Is this the latest manga plot conceived by Mr. Rohan?" Takuto Hanae pinched his thigh secretly to calm himself down, "It's a horror manga theme."

"But isn't this speculation too outrageous?" Hanae Takuto looked at him innocently.

Kishibe Rohan slightly raised his eyebrows: "But Takuto, your palms are still stained with ink."

How, how come, he obviously washed his hands.

Hanae Takuto was slightly startled, and subconsciously looked at his hands. The moment Hanae Takuto raised his hand, Kishibe Rohan reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Lu, Teacher Luhan." Hanae Takuto looked at him in surprise.

Kishibe Rohan carefully observed his palm: "There is no ink stain, did you wash your hands before you came to open the door?"

not at all.

He did it while he was going to get the cup.

"But it doesn't matter." Kishibe Rohan bent his lips proudly, "I didn't intend to use this clue to kill."

Kishibe Rohan stretched out his hand and gently stroked the callus on the outside of Hanae Takuto's palm. The itching feeling made Hanae Takuto's cheeks slightly flushed. He withdrew his hand in embarrassment, but did not twitch.

"It's a cocoon." Kishibe Rohan and Hanae Takuto looked at each other, "There is a clear difference between a cartoonist's hand and an ordinary person's hand."

"Although ordinary people may also have calluses on their fingers because they worked too hard in their school days, cartoonists are obviously different from other people because of their pen posture."

Kishibe Rohan raised his hand, and took Hanae Takuto's hand again.

"Look, the positions of the cocoons are exactly the same!"

"Teacher Luhan." Hanae Takuto frowned slightly, looking a little angry, "Although I respect you very much, if you continue like this, I will not be polite."

Kishibe Rohan saw that Hanae Takuto seemed to be really angry, and hurriedly let go.

"Sorry, sorry." Kishibe Rohan raised his hand, "I just want to know the truth."

Having said that, Kishibe Rohan is confident about his guess, he doesn't want to use the gate of heaven, because Hanae Takuto is subconsciously avoiding all supernatural abilities, even if there really are conjurers, stand-in messengers, and people with supernatural abilities appearing in the amnesiac Huajiang In front of Tuo Dou, I am afraid that he will also be led into the ditch by his strange brain circuit.

It is even possible to avoid these people outright.

Kishibe Rohan doesn't want Hanae Takuto to avoid him anymore, so he needs to find a normal reason.

"The truth is that I'm just an assistant." Hanae Takuto was annoyed, "Whether it's Mr. jjxx or other manga artists, I haven't met them. I've only read their works. At best, I'm just a special reader."

I don't know why Hanae Takuto always felt inexplicably annoyed when he faced Kishibe Rohan. He didn't meet him before, but he liked it very much and missed it. After he actually met him, he just wanted to slap this guy.

Takuto-chan Huae exhaled, "Teacher Luhan, if you have nothing else to do, please go out."

Kishibe Rohan was not angry either, he touched his chin: "Then can I ask one last question?"

"……Please say."

"When will jojo3 be updated?" Kishibe Rohan asked sincerely.

"..."

Takuto Hanae misses Ola right now!

"Anyway, you're sure that I'm the one who draws manga, right?" Hanae Takuto rubbed the center of his brows with a headache.

"Looking at the painting styles of these guys, how dare you say they are the same person!"

Akumi Shimoxia and Haruhe are okay, but the key is Araki's style of painting, which is completely different from the previous two!

Kishibe Rohan snorted softly: "I never said that you drew these manga first."

"That's right." Hanae Takuto seemed to see hope, "I didn't draw it in the first place!"

"But!" Kishibe Rohan's words changed, "The one who made him appear in this world is you, Hanae Takuto!"

"You have superpowers, right!" Kishibe Rohan grabbed Hanae Takuto's hand, "I knew that superpowers really exist!"

"You're the one with the super power to see parallel worlds and draw them!"

Huajiang Takuto: ...

Why don't you guess that everyone is my trumpet.

While you're right, being able to guess something this unscientific makes me think there's something wrong with your head.

Teacher Lu Ban, you are definitely the kind of person who would believe that there are magicians/substitute messengers/supernatural beings in the world!

Wake up, this world is materialistic!