People are in Zongman, in short, they are very disdainful

In a family that pays attention to martial arts and blacksmithing, he is frail and has low qualifications. In order not to be looked down upon by others, he worked hard to study magic classics and aspired to become a master of theory.

However to no avail.

As a waste in the family, the family's ancient books are not open to him. His research materials are basically moved from the house of his ex-girlfriend who has a noble background in the magic way. His own research is more of a summary without much innovation.

But not bad!

A gleam of light flashed in Tangsaki Yugang's eyes.

I don't know how many years after his death, Tangsaki's family was wiped out by that guy, only Shanyan survived.

When Dosaki Sugiyan hid at the bottom of the well and lived on eating frogs, his soul felt a certain resonance, and entered into Dosaki Sugiyan's ring, and was able to use the accumulated theory to teach his first disciple!

"drink--"

Dosaki Sugiwa moved.

I don't know when there was a black iron heavy hammer in his hand. The blue-haired man's feet were uneven on the stone, and his legs pushed hard, driving his back, and began to swing the heavy hammer——

"Random Breaking Wind Hammer Technique!"

Lifting the weight as if it were light, the flying heavy hammer turned into a black curtain around Tangsaki Shanyan, and not a single drop of water fell on him.

"64 Hammers... Only the last floor is missing...."

"rise!"

The last hammer hit the sky, and the water flow of the waterfall went against the current and soared into the sky.

"As long as you can practice to the level of Jiujiu 81 Hammer... you can go for revenge!"

Closing his eyes, the cruel grinning face came to mind, unforgettable.

"Kurosaki Thistle!"

At the same time, in Kyoto, the main residence of the Shinomiya family.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Nao, Mr. Huang Guang doesn't allow anyone to disturb him."

Hearing what the servant at the door of the training room said, Nao Hayasaka frowned a little dissatisfied.

"Even the leaderless Sindora cake, can't Master Huang Guang come forward?"

"Sorry, Mr. Huang Guang said 'anything', he specifically pointed out that including business matters."

"All right......."

Sighing, Nao Hayasaka turned and left.

She also participated in yesterday's murder dinner as a representative of the Shinomiya family. Out of interest considerations, she was going to report the matter.

After all, Hiroki, as Thomas' only son, is also an unknown electronic genius. If he is completely turned to the Hyakuro family, it will undoubtedly be bad for the Shinomiya family and the Hayasaka family.

"Xiao Ai is right..."

Kurosaki Ji, a boy I have never paid attention to, must be holding back some good farts!

————————————————The Crimson King——————————————————————

"Okay, there's no one here, just laugh if you want to."

At 6:[-] p.m., in Thomas' home, two people, one big and one small, sat facing each other.

"No, my lord, I should be sad at this time."

Even so, the smile in Sawada Hiroki's eyes could hardly be hidden.

Then, even the corners of his mouth were no longer concealed, and the distorted childish laughter echoed in the room with excellent sound insulation.

"So distorted? So dirty? Is this really born by my father and raised by my adoptive father? Hahahaha, impossible, no way! What is this, did my father actually give birth to a dog? ?”

"Are you satisfied? Hiroki."

The boy laughed till he was exhausted and short of breath but still clutching his stomach, Kurosaki Atsushi asked in a calm tone.

"No, not enough, that's not enough."

Wiping away the tears that flowed from the wild laughter, the white-haired boy shook his head and said.

"Indeed - I finally have an answer in a life full of question marks. It's a big step forward. However, it doesn't solve any problems. I just skipped the process and method of answering the questions."

"Then, in the things I entrusted to you, understand it well."

Kurosaki Ji stretched out his hand, and a silver-white murder weapon appeared on the coffee table.

"RQ-7 individual pistol, produced by the black military industry under the name of Passion Organization, with 12 rounds of ammunition, low recoil, and almost silent. It is famous in my gang war."

The white-haired boy was reflected in the black eyes, and the pleasure passed between the two.

"Justice cannot exist unless it is opposed to evil. The highest ideals have the same meaning as the ugliest desires."

"Death harvests life because of the sickle in his hand. I am curious what will happen if the sickle is broken. Please help me smash these sickles."

Several photos appeared on the coffee table.

"Don't worry about your own heart, you just found your own 'peace of mind'."

The gentleness and firmness coexisted in the words, and the tone like a confession made Hiroki Sawada calm down.

"Kojima Genta, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko, Yoshida Ayumi, Mori Kogoro, Hiri...  

Food and lodging will be taken care of for you, but I will not allow you to carry more weapons. "

The twelve bullets were the same as the ring on Sawada Hiroki's hand, exuding a jade-white shimmer.This is the bone of Kurosaki Thistle, and the runes drawn by Lucifer himself tell any knowledgeable magician that no matter who gets hit by this shot, the only way to go is death.

"Go, my lovely Hiroki, go and fulfill my ugly wish."

Facing Kurosaki Ji's order, Sawada Hiroki put away his pistol, but did not leave.

"Excuse me, can I see Thomas again?"

"Okay, his body is in the next room, go there if you want."

Kurosaki Ji knew that what Hiroki Sawada wanted to do was definitely not guarding the spirit of his adoptive father.

puff.

A faint voice sounded from next door, and it didn't escape Kurosaki Tsutomu's hearing.

"Is it really okay to waste a bullet on a dead man, Hiroki?"

Looking at the blood on Hiroki's face, Kurosaki Jiji asked with a smile

"I need to be familiar with this weapon. In addition, this is also my salute."

The scarlet that flowed to the corner of his mouth was licked off by his tongue, and a new demon was awakened.

"To celebrate my brand new birth!"

Chapter 137 [Don't Blame Children]

"Poor Mr. Hanzo, passed away at a young age..."

In a certain cemetery, the Maori family is bowing to express their grief, unaware that the dead they pay homage to are somehow killed by themselves.

"Yaoxi, this family is also finished."

After setting up the sacrifices, Mori Kogoro turned his head and showed a tired smile to his daughter:

"How many more, Xiao Lan?"

Facing the extremely high murder rate around him, even Kogoro Mori, who is confident and sweet, can't say the words "it's the case that calls for a detective".

God is sorry, I don't know what happened during this period of time. Originally, there were at most two murders a day, but in the past two months, the number of murders encountered by the Maoli family was higher than that of Kogoro drinking!

Although Maoli's family has not gone out to eat out for a long time in order to save (keep) clean (death) and quiet (people), but Xiaolan can't stand it anymore and has to go grocery shopping!

When buying vegetables, the stall owner died on the spot. Conan kicked a football into a tree and caused the corpse to fall. There must be robbers within 200 meters of crossing the road......

Not to mention older social activities, Mori Kogoro’s old classmates are basically gone by more than half. Basically, just after attending an old classmate’s funeral, another old classmate accompanied him to Hexi Go, the number of dead people is fuller than that of stars.

The really exhausted Mori Kogoro turned down all the recent commissions and set aside a week to visit the graves of the dead he knew.

"There are still five cemeteries to go to today. I guess we can't cook anymore. Let's go to the surrounding restaurants to eat."

Even sister Xiaolan, who is omnipotent in housework, said that my mother is no longer able to do it. She has seen more dead people than living people, so who can bear it.

"Oh well...huh?"

The beeping siren sounded, and police officer Megure, a good friend of the citizens of Tokyo, appeared on the scene.

Because Higashika Josuke's ability is too good, Li Daimo, the boss of Police Officer Megure, froze, and Officer Megure, who was about to be knocked down by Higashika Josuke, stayed in his original post.

"Brother Maori! The janitor here is dead! We need your help!"

"I am XXXXXX! (Maori's foul language)"

With an expression like salted fish on his face, Mori Kogoro followed with a zombie-like part, and at the same time turned his head and told his caring little padded jacket:

"Xiao Lan, Dad wants to start an online office..."

———————————————————The Crimson King———————————————————

The vines on the walls are like entrenched poisonous snakes, and the angel statues on the roof are smiling evilly. This gloomy manor is full of depravity and decay.

This is the residence of Kurosaki Thistle, Hell-Thistle Demon Mansion.

"Has the power bestowed by fate on the three 'braves' come into play?"

The pen leaves dark streaks on the white paper, doing the same thing as its owner.

"Information came from Becky that someone witnessed a fleeting golden light near Provence, and there was similar news from Mihua Town."

Suddenly Kurosaki Jiji's brain flicked, and he felt the new news from his subordinates.

Is this also the case at the main residence of the Shinnomiya family in Kyoto?interesting.

How did the news come about?

Kurosaki Ji can only say that it was indeed a very correct choice not to kill Ogino Hikaru.

It can be said that Hikari Ogino has never drank liquids other than white in the past month. If he hadn't given him some food with [pearl jam] occasionally, this kid would have died in the belly of a woman or a man. up.

As for the "Ogino Hikaru's body can no longer withstand further repair surgery" from Nikawa Hospital?

Just kidding, it's just that I can't bear the means of human beings.

"It's time for you to play a role. Be sure to treat him patiently, in various senses."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Beside Kurosaki Jiji's seat, the demonic nurse with a paper bag on her head got up and bowed before stepping back.

"Looking at it now, there are things like 'fate agents' in this world, and that golden light should be something that fate bestowed on them..."

The first words that came to mind made Kurosaki Tsutomu excited.

"Remains of Saints".

It can be said that this is the prop most closely related to fate in the JOJO world. It has wonderful abilities such as "transferring misfortune" and "giving a substitute". The president can even release the "Love Train" after collecting all the remains. A cheating ability.

"In this way, I have another reason to kill you."

Seeing the golden light photo sent by Apache, the faces of Kurosaki Jiji and Scarlet King shone with greedy light at the same time.

There are two more secret words on the stand-in.

【Abraham and Guier】, 【Unicorn】.

"Dior's secret language is 14, and I'm afraid it's more than that."

Dior's road is "the road of human evolution", but Kurosaki Thistle chose "the road from hell to heaven", which is more difficult than Dior's road to heaven.

As for the priest?He ascended to heaven relying on Dior's gravity, and the difficulty was even less than Dior's.

Kurosaki Ji also once asked Dio where his secret words came from, but Dio prevaricated them.

"This thing is meaningless if you don't comprehend it yourself. You are not my [angel], so you can't share secret words with me."

Unexpectedly, he was stuffed with dog food by two old men (?), and Kurosaki Ji left Araki Village angrily.

"[Unicorn Immortal] means 'transformation', it seems that my ability evolution is just around the corner."

Before Kurosaki Ji, there was a [Unicorn Immortal], which symbolized his transformation from abandoning his human body.

As for 【Abraham and Guier】?