mousepad-d2 Chapter 176
Chapter 176
Takahashi Kazuhiko took a deep breath, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and looked at the photo again with the last glimmer of hope, and then his heart suddenly became cold.No, just Master Shuo's face, there is absolutely no second one in this world. The person in the photo looks so similar to Master Shuo, who would believe that there is no blood relationship?
What are the names of the students who were in the same class as Wujo Wu, Jiarui Nizi, Xia Youjie, and...Fu Heishuo?Even the names are so similar?Takahashi Kazuhiko felt that his nerves were tense, he managed to maintain a smile on his face, greeted the two of them, said that he still had something to do, and walked out of the coffee room quickly.
If Mr. Shuo has relatives, why has he never mentioned them?Takahashi and Kazuhiko brainstormed, and if the surnames are different and the same name...could it be said that they were twins at the time, and then one took the father's surname and the other took the mother's surname?Wait, I remember that before Gojo Satoru and the others entered the school, I reported the information on this class of students. If they are really relatives of Mr. Saku, it is impossible that there is no reaction at all?Could it be the effect of some kind of surgery?Or some kind of human experiment?
All kinds of messy bloody plots played out in his mind. The more Takahashi Kazuhiko thought about it, the more outrageous it became, and finally his brain hole opened up to the aliens. He walked back to his seat, holding a pen in his hand and unconsciously He was scribbling and scribbling on the paper, frowning slowly.
This matter must be reported, but according to what TV series he has watched (don't ask him why he is so busy at [window] and still has time to watch the drama), it is not possible that Mizutani-sama will Send someone directly to silence it?In order not to shake Master Shuo's position or something... Wait, it seems that only a few people in the [Q] group know what the leader looks like, and he seems to be unable to contact Mizutani-sama now... That's okay.
Takahashi Kazuhiko tapped his head with his hands, and smiled at a passing colleague with huge dark circles as if he was about to die suddenly in the next moment. He felt that he might be too busy recently, otherwise he would not have time to think about it. These messy things.Think about it, Master Mizutani is the person in charge of the intelligence department, his number will be changed every so often, and he can't use the hidden line now, if he can't contact Master Mizutani... Takahashi Kazuhiko's eyes fell on his mobile phone, try it Well, Takahashi Kazuhiko thought so, picked up the phone and did not open the address book, but pressed a string of numbers on it...
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"Chanyuan, do you want to have a hand in the assassination of the astral body?" When the black market agent Kong Shiyu found Zenyuan Shier, he found him sitting in the racetrack with his feet resting on the back of the seat in front of him. , looking casually at the racing horses that were chasing fiercely on the field, "I really don't know where you got so much money. I watch you bet on horses every day. I haven't seen you win, but I haven't seen you can't afford to eat."
"You're annoying. Someone is willing to spend money for me. Do you envy me?" Zenyuan Shier let out a sigh with a horse racing ticket in his hand, "Astroplasma? No, I don't have time."
"I really don't know what you've been doing recently... The price given by Panxingjiao is not ambiguous at all, are you sure you don't want to go?" Kong Shiyu felt a little regretful. As an intermediary, the higher the entrusted price, the higher the price. The more money he gets from it, and Zenyuan Shier is the strongest among the people he has reached cooperation with, who is always elusive, not at all like the guy who is rumored to do everything for money.
"The first to cross the line is No. 6 Hatano!"
Listening to the enthusiastic voice of the announcer on the radio, Zenyuan Shier casually tossed the betting tickets in his hand aside like waste paper, which formed a sharp contrast with the people next to him who were either exclaiming or annoyed.He moved his foot down and stepped on the ground, resting his hand on his face full of boredom: "A little girl, and that [Pan Xing Sect], it's not interesting at all."
"...Why didn't I know that you are a person who chooses tasks based on interests?" Kong Shiyu sat next to him in another seat, bent over and rested his elbows on his thighs, "If you don't go, I will go someone else."
"It's up to you, I..." Before Chanyuan Shi'er finished speaking, a strange bell sounded in his pocket, which was different from what Kong Shiyu had heard in the past.Kong Shiyu looked at Zenyuan Shier and blinked, his eyes seemed to suddenly deepen for a moment, he slowly took out an old mobile phone to check the news, watching, his whole body suddenly froze In situ.
"Why do you still have such an old mobile phone... Okay, it's none of my business anyway, you can continue to watch your horse race." Kong Shiyu stood up and was about to leave, thinking about other things besides Zenyuan Shier. Who can take on this task, but suddenly heard Zenyuan Shier's low voice, as if he was suppressing something, "I took it."
Kong Shiyu froze for a moment, then turned around in surprise: "Didn't you say..."
What... the situation... Kong Shiyu's consciousness went blank for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he felt cold sweat pouring out of his body. Trembling, he took two steps back.
The mobile phone in Zenyuan Shier's hand creaked, and the murderous aura around him was almost condensed into substance. At a glance, you didn't even think that the person sitting there was a person like yourself, but someone who had already found the target, He saw the bloody beast, but the corners of his mouth were indeed turned up, and his eyes were filled with not only killing intent, but also a little hidden hope.
Zenyuan Shier looked at the message on the phone word by word, feeling that his heart, which had already tumbled into the abyss, was trying to make a final struggle, and wanted to return to the world by any means.He laughed softly, the vibration of his chest drove the blood to rush rapidly, intending to wash away all the frozen ice blocks in the blood vessels.
"Hey, I've accepted the mission of the astral body." Chanyuan Shier stood up, his green eyes flickering with a frightening light, he felt that this was the best news he had received in a while, and now...
Zenyuan Shier seemed to see Chanyuan Shuo standing in the sun not far away in a trance, with his arms resting on the railing, noticed his gaze, and cast a suspicious look at him.He collected himself, lowered his brows and eyes, and told himself not to worry, no matter who stood in his way, no matter what the reason was, they would only become corpses under his feet. If it was extreme, wouldn't it have failed the hope of that cunning liar.
"...You..." Kong Shiyu moved his fingers stiffly, gritted his teeth and didn't care why Zenyuan Shier suddenly changed his mind, but squeezed out a sentence, "Can't you call me by my name properly?"
Zenyuan Shier glanced at him, looked away indifferently, waved his hands casually, and strode towards the exit: "I never remember men's names." Except for a few people.
"...Come back to me! I haven't told you the details of the mission yet!"
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"So you're here waiting for us?" Fu Heishuo turned around slowly, looked at the man in a white robe, with a small silver mirror hanging on his chest, and delicate patterns on his cuffs, and tilted his head. Asked, "Panxing Sect? Or Yinyuehui?"
The visitor bowed politely, gathered his sleeves and said gently, "[Yinyuehui], Kong Jingliu, please give me your advice."
"I have a question to ask." Fu Heishuo asked naturally.
"Please tell me." Sorai replied without vigilance at all, as if he was completely unaware that they were enemies, as if he had sneak attacked them just now.
"If the purpose of the Panxing Sect is to kill the astral body, so as to maintain the purity of Lord Tianyuan, then if you and the Panxing Sect do not deal with it, what you should do is to protect the astral body?" Fu Heishuo Asked easily, fingers slowly pushed the scabbard away, and the long knife reflected a cold light in the sun.
"Not dealing with the word is not very accurate." A dart slowly slipped out of Sorai's sleeve and he held it between his fingers, "Specifically, our relationship should be described as a relationship of wanting each other to die On the one hand, we are happy to destroy all activities of the Panxing Sect, and on the other hand, we are also hostile to Tianyuan, that false god that should be eliminated!"
Sorai's gentle surface finally revealed some crazy factors. His eyes were bent, and he put his left hand on his chest and said reverently: "Only my god is the only god who should be on the top of the throne, so whether to kill Xingmai or not?" Body, whether it will destroy the wishful thinking of the Panxing Sect, whether that false god Tianyuan can successfully assimilate in the end... I just chose a path that is most beneficial to us."
"Are you still fighting?" Gojo Wu was a little sleepy listening, he raised his chin toward the tall building, and said to Fu Heishuo, "Suo, Jie is coming back soon."
Before Fu Heishuo answered, Ryu Sora seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and said with a little surprise: "Is your name 'Suo'? It's a very good name."
"Thank you for the compliment." Fu Heishuo leaned down slightly, stepped back with his right foot, and instantly disappeared into the air, leaving only a blurred afterimage on the spot.
Kong Jingliu's white robe didn't affect his actions at all, he was as light as a leaf blown by the wind, the corners of the robe and sleeves were spinning in the air, silver cold light flashed across his waist, his footsteps slipped, The dart in his hand flew in the direction of Fu Heishuo.
With two crisp "ding dong" sounds, the dart was neatly cut in half and fell to the ground. Sorai just looked at Fu Heishuo with a smile, bent down and gestured to him a please.
Gojo Satoru looked at Ryu Sora with a strange expression. This was the first time he had seen a so-called conjurer from a religious group. They all said that a conjurer was a lunatic, but why did he think this kind of conjurer who had anything to do with religion was crazy? The direction was a little different, which made him feel a chill inexplicably.
Maybe Mad Men is also a sub-category?Are conjurers mad compared to normal people, and conjurers normal compared to religious madmen?Gojo Satoru spread his thoughts endlessly, leaning his back against the tree trunk, thinking that today's weather is really good, it would be even better if there were no tasks...
Just as he was thinking like this, he felt the ground shake, and a huge curse spirit broke through the ground and bit towards the direction of Kong Jingliu.Kong Jingliu flashed back and quickly jumped away to widen the distance. He looked at Xia Youjie who was flying over with Mana Spirit and Riko Tennei with full of admiration, and said, "[Curse Spirit Art]? It's really useful It’s a pity that you are not a believer of our Lord.”
"Wu, what are you doing?" Xia Youjie ignored Sorai Ruu's words, and frowned at Gojo Wu, who stood aside and had no intention of making a move, with a hint of doubt on his face.
"You should ask Shuo about this. The two of them had a good chat just now... no." Gojo Satoru felt his desire to fight all the way down since the two of them started talking, and now he realized something was wrong after Xia Youjie reminded him. He suddenly looked at Sorai Ryu, and his gaze slowly converged on the silver mirror on his chest.
"Have you found it?" Ryu Sora felt a little regretful. He nodded towards the three of them and held the mirror on his chest. "I'm sorry, it seems that today's exchange is coming to an end."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes dangerously, he felt as if he had been tricked, "Where else do you want to go?"
The light of [Aang] converged on Gojo Satoru's fingertips, Sorai didn't dodge or dodge, despite the terrifying spells to overwhelm him, after everything was over, except for the traces left by [Aang], there was nothing left. There was nothing left either.
"Dead?" Xia Youjie frowned.
"No, tell him to run away." Gojo Gojo clicked his tongue in displeasure, "I really don't know what this guy is here for...Saku?"
"It's a bit like a test." Fu Heishuo walked over slowly, "test our strength, and then decide what they should do next."
"You mean..." Gojo Satoru recalled the conversation between the man named Sorai Ryu and Fuguro Sho, "They just gave up?"
"Eight or nine is not far from ten." Fu Heishuo replied calmly, putting the saber back into its sheath.
"Tch." Gojo Satoru curled his lips, "I've decided that [Yinyuehui] will be the organization I hate the most from now on, and when I find an opportunity, I will definitely destroy their lair."
Xia Youjie was confused when he heard that, but the most important thing now is whether there is any problem with the astral body named Riko Tiannei, so he turned his head and said to Gojo Wu: "Explain to me what happened later, Wujo , come and see her, is there anything important?"
"Shouldn't you ask the doctor in this situation? What's the use of asking me?" That's what Gojo Satoru said, but Gojo Satoru still walked over and took Riko Tennai from Xia Youjie's hand to check the situation.
At this moment, as if because of their actions, Riko Tenuchi's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.