Days as a Reincarnator in Yokohama

Near noon, the scorching sun fell on John and Hirakawa Masashi through the gaps in the leaves.

It was clearly warm, but John suddenly sneezed, his back felt cold, as if he was being watched by some dangerous creature.

He stood up vigilantly and looked around.

But there was no one around except them, only the rustling of leaves, and the sound of birdsong had not been heard for a long time.

"Maybe it's an illusion?" John sat back under the shade of the tree again, and then muttered and complained: "Why is Love so slow, won't he fall asleep again."

Whether Love fell asleep, no one knows.But behind him, Hirakawa Masaki, who was tied up by tree vines, was very calm. He didn't have the slightest awareness that he was a kidnapped hostage. He even felt bored after waiting for a while. Adjust the culture parameters of the new species without haste.

In this way, the outward expression is that his body is more and more relaxed, it seems that it is only supported by the strength of the tree vines so that it does not fall, the strangle marks on the wrist are getting deeper and deeper due to gravity, and the lack of blood supply to the fingertips gradually becomes pale.

Like a beautiful prey trapped in a spider's web, there is a sense of ambivalence in his weakness and paleness, which makes him pitiful and can't help tearing him apart.

In the depths of the secluded forest, there are exotic and mysterious people with supernatural powers, people-eating devil trees, and beauties who have no resistance and are bound by tree vines. It seems that only one warrior is missing to complete a chapter of a hero saving the beauty.

But, actually?

The beauty is not weak, and even wants to take this opportunity to investigate deeply and find out who is behind the other party;

Warriors also do not have the credo of "humility, integrity, and compassion", but a mafia hidden in the darkness with the smell of gunpowder;

Similarly, a person with supernatural abilities who thinks he is a dragon is just a small and insignificant stumbling block, no, it is a stepping stone.

When the story of the hero saving the beauty has already had an inflection point at the very beginning, it will lead to the unknown with lightning speed.

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Central Plains also controls gravity, shuttling through the trees as lightly as a feather.

Because the development of the matter was carried out completely according to the little secretary's plan, and John had too much trust in his supernatural ability, he did not handle his traces very carefully along the way, so Zhongyuan Zhong also found the tree on the trunk not long after he entered the woods. distorted structure.

Following the trail, he ran wildly for a few minutes and found John's hiding place.

His knees were slightly bent, and he squatted on the branch with a short body. He was covered by the dense canopy, and his bright cobalt blue eyes secretly observed the situation.

When he saw that Pingchuan Yaji was only tied up and not seriously injured, the solemnity in his eyes eased a little.

But this relaxation disappeared when he noticed that Hirakawa Yaji was treated in a rude and disrespectful way!

Instead, there is an unknown fire burning in my heart, the kind of anger that seems to be spied on by my beloved, and I want to use gravity to crush the opponent's celestial cap, and then smash it thousands of times.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know why he was so angry, but it seemed to be an instinct that had been honed over the years!

After he saw Hirakawa Yaji injured, his body reacted one step earlier than his consciousness, and his chest churned with intense emotions that were as hot as magma.

This emotion came suddenly, caught off guard and lost control.

He bowed and tensed, acting entirely on instinct.

Huang Ba's terrifying energy awakened in his body, black and red energy imprints emerged from under the skin, in the dark, the jet-black god looked at the instigator from the void, and the overflowing energy kept hitting the barrier, ready to move.

The loss of control appeared too suddenly, which disrupted the plans of everyone present.

Thick coercion and gravity were exerted on John's body. The next moment, he was stepped on by a black leather shoe and pushed his head into the grass. The vines controlling the trees on his neck were broken mercilessly.

The huge force slapped his whole body on the ground in an instant, and the bones and muscles screamed tearing. In an instant, he felt that he was crushed by some kind of colossus, and all joints lost their mobility.

The tree vines that had lost the control of the supernatural power suddenly loosened, and Hirakawa Masaki fell from mid-air uncontrollably.

The reinforcements had arrived, and there was too much movement on the stage. He knew that there was no need to cover up, so he opened his eyes, adjusted his slender limbs slightly in the air, and landed lightly on the opposite side of the two like a cat.

Under Zhongyuan Zhongye's surprised gaze, he raised his golden eyes and said:

"Hello. Are you the Central Plains cadre at the port? Thank you for coming to save me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw his gilt eyes, and was slightly stunned. A certain little dirty cat that he picked up from the garbage dump many years ago flashed in his mind.

But cats and cats are little elves who need to be cared for all the time. When it leaves the protection of its owner on the muddy Radium Bowl Street, it will only usher in one end—to be torn apart by greedy beasts.

He regained his senses, withdrew his outstretched hand, pressed the brim of his hat and said in a deep voice, "I'm Chuya, you're welcome. I just happened to pass by. But didn't it disrupt your plan?"

He realized that Hirakawa Yaji hadn't really been in a coma just now, so he must have had other plans to pretend to be comatose, and he probably ruined the plan.

Pingchuan Yaji shook his head: "No problem, it was just a whim."

While the two were talking, Mr. Putao's cries of pain became more and more intense, and a hint of impatience flashed across Zhongyuan Zhongye's face, and the gravity changed and stepped on his head and pressed it into the soil.

John, who was disqualified from yelling, was trembling. The half body of the supernatural power—the vine—was as painful as breaking his limbs. The pain threshold exceeded the limit in an instant, and his rationality was replaced by a physiological reaction. His pupils dilated, His whole body trembled like a spasm, but he couldn't move at all, losing all resistance.

After confirming that the dangerous factors had been resolved, Nakahara Chuya finally suppressed the anger in his heart. He caught a glimpse of the black and red mark on his wrist that gradually deepened and seemed to be truly liberated, and hurriedly locked the restless Huangba spit.

After venting, Huangba seemed satisfied, he didn't continue to attack the safety lock in his body, returned to his body and fell into a deep sleep again, and the black-red energy imprint that had not yet fully emerged was hidden under the skin again.

After confirming that he was not out of control, he refocused on Hirakawa Masaki.

"Is this on your wrist?"

Hirakawa Yaji felt a strong sense of danger from it, but also a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Zhong Yuanzhong uncomfortably pulled off his cuffs to cover up the imprints that had faded: "It's nothing, my supernatural ability is quite irritable."

Seeing that he didn't want to say too much, and it involved a relatively personal supernatural ability, Hirakawa Yaji didn't go into it.

"Shall we go out now?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also stepped on John and asked Ya Ji for his opinion.

Hirakawa Masaki nodded: "He was told just now that his accomplices will be coming soon, I plan to wait and try. There are a lot of people with supernatural powers in Yokohama, I haven't seen him, and he hasn't filed a record yet. They kidnapped me, probably from outside."

"I have no objection. You think he might be from overseas?"

"Well, and I didn't enter Yokohama through official channels, it is likely to be a smuggled immigration, but I don't know which side of Yokohama made the move."

"Smuggling?" Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned, this is the territory of the port mafia.

At the same time, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, thinking of the "bronze statue" debris found in Fujiiki's residence. Not long ago, the logistics department has detected that as long as 5g of debris can allow a small fleet to have a Opportunities for sea voyages.