I'm really unnerved in Tokyo

Chapter 643

This cult with the appearance of "Yanyu Fangzhu" is right. In the extraordinary world, there is indeed such a thing as a "food chain", or "mutual generation and mutual restraint".

The invisible ghosts or curses can quietly slaughter a team of well-trained elite agents with live ammunition in a desperate atmosphere.

But the old monk who is physically weak, not to mention a bullet, maybe even a punch for a long time, can pull out the vicious wraith in a sophisticated, proper and standardized way.

It is precisely in this way that the superficial "balance" can be barely maintained between the ruling institutions and religions.

But this delicate balance has gradually begun to be broken by the existence of "half-demons" in recent decades.

Because more and more people with both human intelligence and ghost abilities, and even physical strength enough to ignore the existence of firearms, began to appear in the official field of vision.

This is not just acting according to obsession, but a "half-demon" or "ghost-like monster" with clear purpose and cunning thinking. Maybe it is also not good at dealing with invisible vengeful spirits, but it happens to be the spirit remover and routine combat that maintain order The nemesis of the army.

In the association, there is the "living fossil of the spirit world", Shiben, the president. The reason why he has been able to retreat from all kinds of resentful spirits, resentful things, and weird hands for so many years is because his authentic Maoshan Taoism of the Dragon Kingdom is extremely comprehensive. Not only is he good at swordsmanship, formations, and talismans, but he also has a tough, invulnerable bronze corpse.

In Hiroshi Tsuneda's view, it is precisely because of the awareness of such problems that both Kawasaki Daishiji, Abe's family, and the association have begun to follow the example of the Vatican, cultivating people like Abeji and Araki Sousuke, who are more physically strengthened and spiritual. The younger generation with more comprehensive ability and adaptability.

It has to be said that in this regard, the Holy See, which is rich in religious wars, woke up earlier.

President Tokimoto, who rejected his request to be a teacher for many years, would accept the acquired, "advanced" Yamada-kun who is useless except for his body as a closed disciple, and now he will pass on the "Maoshan Forbidden Art" to him , presumably also anticipated the situation that may happen in the future.

"I'll wait... and I won't sit on the wall and watch..."

Gathering his thoughts, Hiroshi Tsuneda's eyes fell on the head of the same person "watching a play" in the small puddle not far away with malicious intent.

"You little cult..."

If you can't beat this muscular ghost, can't you still not clean up your little head?

"Just use this pair of 'Guangzhi's Double Blades' in my hands to let you feel the anger I have accumulated for 1 years!"

He was holding a 1.8-meter demon-slaying castration knife in his left hand, and a vibrating translucent purple stick in his right hand. He rushed towards the small human head in the puddle with a ferocious expression.

"Small?!"

Seeing the middle-aged greasy office worker staggering towards him with two weapons, and the little black head in the puddle, he let out a sinister laugh.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

Just when Hiroshi Changtian came in front of the "human head" with a tyrannical face about to hand out the unknown thing in his hand...

"...I hate it the most. Others say I'm young!!!"

The black human head, whose color was so dark that the surface texture could not be seen at all, suddenly protruded from the puddle below a pair of two-meter-long, muscular black arms...

Immediately afterwards, the pair of arms propped up on the ground, and from the "beneath the water surface" of the small puddle, continued to bring out a huge, strong black body that was completely out of proportion to the size of the head, so dark that no details could be seen clearly.

"This... this ratio, is it unscientific?!"

Looking at the two-meter-high black giant with half a strong body stretched out from this extremely shallow and narrow puddle in front of him, and the black head on the opponent's neck that is a circle smaller than ordinary people...

The "Hiroshi Double Blades" that Toda Hiroshi was about to hand out also solidified.

"Hmph, since you and I have similar hair volume, let's make your death less painful!"

"Hey, how is it similar, obviously I am still carefully protecting the last circle on the outside..."

Just when Toda Hiroshi was still arguing for his hair volume, the giant, whose whole body was as black as a shadow, had already slapped him like a cattail fan, and pressed down hard on him.

"Don't, don't underestimate people!!!"

Facing the black shadow pressing down on his head, a row of thin wheels suddenly protruded from the sole of Hiroshi Toda's shoes, and he slid aside with an agile posture that did not match his appearance, avoiding the fatal blow...

"Quick, support President Tokita!"

Noticing the abnormality, the agents of Section [-] at the rear turned and focused their fire on the shadowy giant without hesitation.

The members of the "Spiritual Counseling Center" also took out various props and scattered around the giant, as if preparing to form some kind of formation.

"Hey, bullets?!"

Facing the incoming bullets, the black giant, like a freestyle swimmer, instantly retracted its huge body and disappeared into the pitiful small puddle...

"...Those guys outside the door who looked down on me like you have now piled up into a 'sea of ​​people' with their limbs broken."

After the giant figure dived into the "underwater", even the pool of water disappeared in place as if it had dried up.

"Where did you go... not good, let's all disperse!!!"

Amidst the restless beating of his heart, Hiroshi Tsuneda scanned the field frantically, and suddenly let out a hoarse roar.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie...it's late..."

Because, that unremarkable small puddle appeared at the feet of the people in the distance at some point.

"Under the power of 'Umibozu' of my 'NO.11' god-favored man, not even the cruise ship can survive!!!"

Like a giant shark breaking out of the sea and devouring its prey, the figure of the black giant jumped out of the puddle and appeared among the crowd...

"Do not……"

The barrier of the exorcism cloth couldn't even block him in the slightest.

Because, this is pure physical strength.

"boom."

Seeing that everyone was about to be crushed by the terrifying black giant like a building block toy, a blood-red figure suddenly appeared above the puddle, firmly pressing against the thick arms, making it impossible for the huge body that had exposed its chest to continue to jump out. in the slightest...

The one who made the move was naturally the Cocoon, the bronze corpse of a hundred battles who stood in place and "arrested" following the orders of Yamada Kengo.

"Why are you still standing there, do it!"

At the same time, everyone who reacted did not hesitate to attack the black giant who appeared beside them like a teleportation.

Due to the distance, the rebounding short-range bullets are likely to accidentally injure friendly troops, so they can only find out the weapons that can be obtained immediately, such as batons, comfort sticks, and garlic strings, and frantically bombard the opponent's huge body.

"Uhhhhh..."

Suddenly being beaten by a group, "NO.11" subconsciously wanted to shrink back to the puddle under the pain.

"This power... this guy is..."

However, he found that his hands were held tightly by the strange man in the dark red armor in front of him with inhuman strength not inferior to his own, and he could not retract at all...

(End of this chapter)