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

It is said that the girl who would cry for a long time even if her skin was broken, can turn into a warrior who dismantles rabbits and frogs after studying medicine. Xiaogui's situation is even worse than this.

Sometimes Baiyin Yuxing woke up at night and heard the sound of sawing things in the laboratory, and he was very worried about whether his sister would be able to marry.

"Anyway, don't worry, the big deal is that [Tianshichengjin] is gone."

"Why don't you worry me..."

"Then don't care about my business. All I can say is that you need to adjust your mentality. I'm leaving first, and come to me after you figure it out."

Turning around to leave, ignoring Shirogin Miyuki's expression as if he had eaten a dead fly, Kurosaki Ji walked towards the door of the student council room.

I'm sorry, Yuxing, don't blame me, this [condition] must be understood by yourself.

One of the conditions for Baiyin Yuxing to go to heaven——

——Possess the courage to [abandon the substitute].

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

"Wakita Kennori, your business is as bad as mine."

Xingtian Sushi, a little run-down sushi restaurant.

Sitting in front of the sushi counter, Karasuma was talking while drinking sake.

"It's all the same, Mr. Chun, or Mr. Bartender?"

Unlike Karasuma Jun's handsome face, Wakita Kanenori's appearance can't be called handsome, and even a little bit wretched——

Mustache, a pair of rabbit teeth, heavy nasolabial folds, and one eye is blind.

"That's right, you don't have to be so particular about it at this time, my chief of staff 'Rum'. By the way, what's for dinner today?"

"Still the same, let me bring you a special set meal for autumn and winter.

Fourteen generations of Longquan, please use it slowly. "

The Fourteenth Generation Longquan, one of the top sakes in the Nihong Country, many high-end hotels want to buy a bottle, but it appears in this small shop that looks like it will close down at any time.

Appetizers made with tiger puffer fish and vegetables, white sweet snapper marinated and grilled with fish scales, Wakasa yaki, mako plaice and red vinegar rice, sushi, Aomori Oma Ippon fishing tuna.. …

Almost nothing is in tune with this dilapidated shop.

"It's only with you that I can feel that the bland sake tastes good, Rum."

"It would be nice if Mr. Bartender liked it."

Dry the Lancet knife with a special white towel, Wakita Kaneshi reported:

"Cognac, Armagnac, Jerez, Grappa (pomace brandy).... The code members of the French Baguette have all withdrawn to the Neon Kingdom.

Local members of the Neon Country, such as Longquan and Daiginjo, are also ready.

Tennessee Whiskey, Chivas Regal, Johnny McGahn and other members of Pretty Country need to fly back tomorrow.

As for those guys who have been mixed with water... I have already arranged them in the first batch of death positions, but according to your request, Bourbon and Keir, and recently returned to the Neon Country The rye whiskey I didn't start with. "

"Well done, Rum."

After finishing the hand-rolled sushi, Karasuma poured down the last bottle of sake and let out a satisfied sigh.

"However, there is still one thing I don't know."

Raising his head, Wakita Kennori's eyes showed a trace of doubt.

"I admit that Kurosaki Jiji is very powerful. When I was his age, my achievements were not one-tenth of his. But why do you trust him so much and are willing to give him your business card?"

"Because of a 'possibility'."

This time, Karasuma didn't put on that drunken look again, and stared at Wakita Kanezuri with sharp eyes like steel knives.

"Although the process is tortuous and bizarre, although there will be victories one after another, the dragon will not be able to defeat the brave after all-this is the consensus of the world.

But the fact that Kurosaki-kun killed Kudo Shinichi made me see this possibility——

Justice is no longer guaranteed to win, and evil also has the possibility of ruling the world. It is for this that I am willing to support him.

How about you, would you like to accompany me to set off fireworks, Rum? "

When there was no answer, Rum put down the towel for wiping the knife, rushed down with the sharp tip of the willow blade, and waved it lightly against the air at hand a few times.

Click.

Five meters to the right, the wall cracked.

"You remember, bartender? I'm not famous, but I'm the best sushi chef in this country."

Rum's smile was full of secret cruelty.

"And the technique I am best at is 'Bone Swimming'."

Chapter 180 Battle of Moon Shadow (3200)

The dry trees in the shape of evil spirits swayed, and the cold wind blew through the weird angel statues on the roof, sending out bursts of mournful and smirking ensembles.

Decay builds walls, degenerates into pillars, evil crowns, and cruelty lays a foundation. This is the palace of the tyrant, Hell·Thistle Demon's Mansion.

"It's all here."

At this time, Kurosaki Jiji's face had already grown fine beards, three men and one woman lowered their heads and kneeled neatly in front of him.

"Yes!"

The four replied at the same time.

"Kid Kurosaki Musaki!"

"Kurosaki Allen!"

"Kurosaki Alsace!"

"Kurosaki Mordred!"

"Father-in-law! Please be respected by the child! I will go through fire and water from now on! I will do whatever I want!"

"Risut!"

Kurosaki Jiji's expression immediately became extremely ugly.

"Pull them out to me and cut them off!"

After saying these words, Kurosaki Ji woke up in his own bedroom in the Thistle Demon Mansion.

"Why do I keep having weird dreams these days...Damn it, I haven't absorbed enough souls, and these two pieces of [Saint Remains] still haven't completely surrendered to me..."

For the matter of the saint's body, he made a special trip to the abyss of hell yesterday to consult with the disgusted former demon king Beelzebub.

Beelzebub, an old western doctor, said that these are normal phenomena.

"Although no one has been able to take such a big advantage from 'fate' before, there is no doubt that the saint's remains will transform the body of the absorber, thereby changing your body."

Although the relationship with Lucifer was relatively tense, Beelzebub still offered a lot of dry goods to Kurosaki Ji with a look of disgust.

"As for your strange dream...that's because the first thing you absorb is the 'head' and 'spine', which are related to the spirit, which will naturally produce A negligible impact... By the way, have you never had a sexual dream with that guy Lucifer?"

"That's not the case, Ms. Beelzebub."

As the crumb of the world, Ji Kurosaki never changed his face when he lied.

"Cut, prudence....... In short, it's just a dream. It's not bad for you. If you don't want to dream, this can be given to you."

Beelzebub took out a crystal bottle, which was filled with an unpleasant black-purple viscous liquid.

"Bie's old prescription, which is a powerful medicine, has been passed down for 8000 years, and it will take effect in 5 minutes. It is guaranteed that the patient will die on the spot..."

"Excuse my refusal."

Beelzebub is not only the [Gluttony Demon], but also a symbol of the plague. Only those with brains will dare to drink the medicine she gives.

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

"Mr. Tobio, you are from Sardinia."

"Yeah, I really miss that carefree time... I don't know what happened to Anna Sui's child."

After the CIA intercepted the finished product and materials of the Stone Ghost Face, the atmosphere of the entire CIA Neon Country branch became much more jubilant.

The Neon Fighting Thistle Group is excited for the enhancement of allies (cannon fodder), the CIA and Akai Shuichi and others are cheering because they are about to make great achievements again, and only one person's joyful expression is full of worry.

Sivir Tobio.

Aged 36 years old, an ordinary Italian fisherman, unmarried.

After his father died in a storm at sea, he was raised by his mother, Donatella Tobio, and had a cousin named Narusiso Annasui.

People around him commented that he was "a little dull but very generous". He disappeared in Venice a year ago and was not found until recently.

The information in the hands of Rena Mizumue was provided by the Italian branch of the CIA—or by spies from the CIA's Passionate Organization.

Since you want to lie, you must tell more lies to complete the lie.

Under the order of Kurosaki Jiji, more information about Sivir Tobio was found in the civil affairs information of Sardinia. Tobio's relatives and friends were also actively looking for his whereabouts. They even built a "The House of Tobio".

This lie was so good that everyone believed it.

"Don't worry, Mr. Tobio."

Seeing Tobio's melancholy face, Shinobu stepped forward to comfort him.

"Our righteous cause is bound to succeed. After we wipe out Kurosaki Jiji, we can send Mr. Tobio back to his hometown."

What a joke, how could the CIA let go of the known initial success of the stone ghost mask experiment.

"That's good, thank you all very much, I believe that we will have good results in the next battle."

Under Kurosaki Ji's order, Tobio's language function has been taken over by the artificial intelligence made by Schrödinger Kurosaki, but the CV is Kurosaki Ji himself.

In this way, the vampire in lamb's clothing and the human being with ghosts in mind once again completed a seemingly beautiful communication.

"Everyone, my magic has been arranged successfully."

Akai Shuichi walked into the room sweating profusely.

"According to the plan, I mixed the atomic-level silver powder with my own magic power into Tokyo's power transmission system. With the electromagnetic effect, the silver powder will soon be spread to most areas of Tokyo, and the location of Kurosaki Jiji will be detected. And projected on the big screen - although the duration will not be long."

"If it is not detected, it can only mean that Kurosaki Jiji's lair is in one of the few places in Tokyo that do not have public power supply......"

sizzle-

current sound.

Countless snowflakes danced on the big screen, and slowly began to form blurred portraits.

"Black, Kurosaki Thistle!"

The devil hidden in the dream reappeared, and Polulev Bech yelled out in horror, while Dai Mizukibai patted him on the shoulder pretending to be relaxed.

"Don't worry, he won't react..."

"Hey... Can't I hear you, Dai Mizukibai?"

The distorted sound transmitted through electromagnetic waves licked everyone's spine like a cold current, and the picture became clearer.

The erosive cold eyesight, the black hair like ebony, the skin that is so white that it is almost transparent, the body exudes a powerful magic and seductiveness, it is not like the strange charm of a man.

Kurosaki Ji, who was in the gloomy mansion, was naked from the upper body, with long hair fluttering in the wind.

"You dare to spy on me, Shuichi Akai—"

Zizizi-!

The picture on the big screen was interrupted, replaced by electric sparks emerging from it, and the burnt smell from burning rubber began to spread.

"Fire extinguisher! Go get the fire extinguisher!"

Amidst the chaotic voices, only Hideyoshi Akai remained calm.

"The western mansion where Kurosaki Ji stayed, there was a reflection on the wall, but there were no mirrors or picture frames to reflect the light. The beam of light came from the cracks in the wall bricks.

So, what is reflecting the light?And there is only one thing that can reflect that yellow light..."

Although he didn't say it, Akai Shuichi already had the answer in his heart.

gold.

at the same time.