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If Saito Mori's words can be regarded as connotation, then Gojo Satoru just pointed at their noses and said hurry up and die!

You know, this is a group of respected elders!Having held power for decades, how could he have been treated like this?

Hearing these fierce words right now, his eyes widened in a bad mood, and he almost couldn't breathe while covering his heart.

Fortunately, the director department has been established for many years, if there are only crooked melons and dates, it will be broken.Among a pile of rotten oranges, a respectable old man patted the table, flickering the flames, his eyes seemed to stare at sparks.

He said: "Wujowu! Are you trying to make trouble!"

"Or—do you want to represent the Wutiao family, break away from the Yusan family, or even defect to the magic world?"

Almost when the elder said it, everyone present was thinking—this flag is really big.

Gojo Satoru didn't expect the rotten orange in front of him to say such a thing, he snorted: "You old men only say such things?"

"How about—let me see your skills?" Gojo Satoru looked at the elders present, and continued, "After all, I'm a little frivolous, so everyone will understand, right?"

——Excuse me!

Then, before these words were spoken, Gojo Satoru had already come to their table and slapped him—the conference table worth hundreds of thousands was torn apart.

"Aah."

"This table is so crisp!" Gojo Satoru still had the same smile on his face: "But the Wujo family can still afford this little money!"

Many elders were furious, pointing at Gojo Wu's nose and wanting to scold, but at this moment...Saito Mori suddenly stepped forward with a smile: "Everyone is old, and they are all at the age of happiness. Jun is still a child, I hope you don't care about it."

Elders: ...?

The reason is this, but why are you so angry?

Saito Mori continued to smile, but under the cover of the table, someone stretched out a finger and gently bumped his hand.

The innocence that belongs only to teenagers made Saitomori know who it was right away.

Saito Mori bumped back gently with his hand, and turned to give these elders a step down: "Speaking of which, everyone invited me to come with Mr. Wu for the matter of Mr. Xia You, right?"

When it came to business, these elders breathed a sigh of relief: "Exactly!"

"Saito Mori——you are a super-level conjurer, and an important treasure in our conjuration world... I believe that when you see a defected curser, you will kill him without hesitation, right?"

This is really blatantly digging holes for people.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows who the "defected curse master" they are talking about is, and before they came, the black suit had already said, "The person who rescued Xia Youjie is Saito Mori's subordinates"...but these things are still pretending to be deaf and dumb , is really hypocritical.

But coincidentally, he himself is Mori Ogai, and he is very good at things like hypocrisy.

"There is a curse master in Tokyo? I wonder if everyone is injured?" His eyebrows and eyes were full of concern, and those who didn't know thought it was really the case.

An elder couldn't bear it any longer and stood up abruptly.

"Saito Mori! Don't pretend! This old man has received the news——Xia Youjie, who rescued the defected Curse Master, is your subordinate!"

"Is it possible that you still want me to put the evidence in front of you one by one before you dare to admit it?"

"It's just relying on external force to become a super conjurer - believe it or not, I will suspend you immediately!" The elder said here, and was gently pushed by the person next to him, and after this push, he saw Rubbing his palms, he looked like Gojo Satoru who wanted to make a move.

he:………

"However, I think you are the first offender...just..."

"Ah, so boring."

Before the elder finished speaking, Saito Mori spoke again.

He casually tugged on his tie, looking lazy, but when he raised his head to reveal those deep red eyes——!

The strong murderous intent that appeared abruptly centered on Saito Mori, turned into an air current and spread, as if countless ice skates appeared out of thin air, shooting one by one, making everyone dare not move.

How many battles have you experienced to have such a terrifying killing intent!

Such a thought flashed through the minds of everyone present, only the man with a beautiful wig who was nearly bald compared to the surroundings raised his head inadvertently, and his usually peaceful eyes flashed a touch of deep meaning.

Saito Mori...the people called the Gojo family are actually related to Mafia, the port of Yokohama.

This kind of murderous aura, this kind of aura... It is impossible to use this kind of age.

Think about Saito Mori's previous wind comments, sick young man, living abroad all year round... It seems like he is playing a cover.

Especially the man in front of him... who even instigated him to insert Xia Youjie's [Alice], and even lured away the excellent body Xia Youjie that he had prepared for himself in advance... Such a person, such behavior, is very It's hard to imagine whether this is aimed at him.

Or……

Could the man named Saito Mori be the unserved prophet?Or... like him, a person who keeps taking other people's bodies and living in this world?

This question is unknown.

After all... Right now, everyone's attention is focused on Saito Mori.

Seeing Saito Mori making such a fuss, an elder turned pale: "... Saito Mori, what do you want to do?"

Saito Mori stroked his forehead casually, his black hair was bit by bit, and his crimson pupils were too indifferent.

"Don't want to do anything - just suddenly feel like I've wasted some time listening to a bunch of dogs barking."

"………What did you say!!"

"Oh, it seems that you really think of yourself as a dog." Saitomori smiled lightly, then waved his hand, supernatural power intertwined at his fingertips - Alice, carrying a huge syringe, appeared out of thin air, and pointed the needle at the broken hole. round table.

Alice swept across at will, and the cracked table suddenly turned into countless small cubes—the table that had been spent day and night by the directors and elders, but now it was smashed to such an extent that it was no longer worth saving.

This is not a matter of price, but a matter of dignity.

But after Alice finished, Saitomori said with a smile: "Good job, Alice——then, we should go back."

He pushed open the door with both hands, and under the eyes of many people, he gently held Alice's hand and prepared to leave.

"Ah, that's right—!"

"The title of super conjurer doesn't matter, and I can give it up. It's just——if the conjurer world sends me a wanted arrest, can I declare: This is the conjurer world's provocation against the port mafia?"

"Or rather..."

"The magic world is ready to expose such things as magic power and magic spirits to ordinary people?"

Saitomori raised his finger and put it on his lips: "That's all I want to say."

"I wish you all a change of place for the meeting as soon as possible."

He left the field handsomely, leaving no time for everyone to object.

Saito Mori has left, and Gojo Satoru is not going to stay here, but when he is about to leave, an elder suddenly reacts: "Gojo Satoru! As a member of the Gojo family..."

Gojo Satoru looked irritated: "Open your mouth and shut your mouth, it's the Wujo family, why do you like my family so much?"

"Could it be that you want to be a member of the Wujo family?"

The author says:

短短（——）明天努力！感谢在2022-08-0620:59:52~2022-08-0823:30:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of people in the pit in the Arctic Circle; 6 bottles of nutpoo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!