Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Crow didn't attack immediately, but his originally careless eyes turned cold, and he spoke slowly.

"So you were planning on doing this from the beginning?"

"Huh?" The manager's tone rose at the end and he tilted his head.

“I felt strange after entering the store. Although it is not the busiest time, it is already dark after all and there are very few customers.

And the postures of the few guys in the lobby were obviously not right. They always had one hand on their side to keep still. Are you used to using guns? "

Hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little surprised. She originally thought that she was the only one who noticed this, so she kept looking at the customers after entering the door. She didn't expect that Mr. Crow, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, could really be called a dog-headed strategist.

The manager seemed to be surprised too, and asked as if he had found some interesting toy.

"Any more?"

"Those two hairy men, their first reaction when they saw you was surprise. If you are really the self-elected manager of this place, how could you have such a reaction?"

"You can see the expression even with sunglasses on?"

The manager looked approvingly.

"I can't see it, so I'm just bragging."

Crow naturally lowered one of his hands, and used his free hand to pick out earwax.

"But you don't want to hide it, right? How can a Russian store find a Japanese manager?"

"I told you I'm mixed race~"

The crow scoffed. "What are you talking about? Are you a half-blood who is not a half-blood? Your lies are too easy to expose, because-" He showed an expression of "I have completely seen it through" and shook his head. "You didn't speak with your tongue! You don't know, Russians all speak with their tongue."

Fujimaru Ritsuka stared sideways. After hesitating for a second, he bent down and put his hand in front of his mouth again and whispered.

"Crow-san, this is actually a rumor, and there are many Russians who don't know this."

"real or fake?"

Crow raised his eyebrows with an expression that said he had gained knowledge. The handsome manager couldn't help but smile when he saw this. He was reserved and gentle, giving people the green beauty of a boy next door.

"It's really interesting to talk to you, but unfortunately the boss above me requires me to solve the problem quickly, so please allow me to ask one last question."

Fujimaru Ritsuka noticed that when the manager mentioned "the boss above", there was a hint of disgust from the bottom of his heart.

"Since you already knew there was a problem in the store, why did you come in?"

"Huh? Then there's no need to say it?"

Crow worked hard for a while, but finally got rid of the earwax. He naturally smeared the big harvest stuff on the mahogany of the bar and blew his little finger with his mouth casually.

"If you don't come in, how can I pack you up and take you back to my home to receive the reward?"

There was no warning, and the moment the words fell, the crow's arm suddenly raised, and the black muzzle was pointed at the manager's head. And as if they had said hello, the "customers" who were waiting in the ballroom and the "bartender" at the bar instantly pulled out firearms from nowhere and pointed them at the four people in the center.

You pull out a gun when you disagree. Are you a nightclub or a gangster? Did I just complain like this recently?

Fujimaru Ritsuka thought.

"It's impossible for you to do this without a backend. I've personally inspected this store and there's nothing wrong with it."

Crow didn't care at all about the rows of black muzzles on his back, he raised his finger and asked in a low tone.

"There are two possibilities. First, the owner of this store entered old age early and had a brain convulsion. He wanted to go diving in the Pacific Ocean with his parents after they were cremated."

"Second, they were forced to do this and were threatened by an irresistible threat. There is only one organization in Japan that dares to use such damaging tactics against our Sheqi family."

Crow's face completely sank, his dark eyes were filled with coldness, and a name that made people feel chilly blurted out.

"Fenggui, what are you planning to do again, start a war?"

The atmosphere was somewhat silent for a moment, because the manager who was questioned by the crow did not answer the question immediately, but clapped his hands in surprise, like a primary school teacher who saw a child solving a math problem.

"It's really amazing. I heard the people in the Menggui clan bragging about it, and I thought the members of the Eight Sheqi Family had been disabled a long time ago, but I didn't expect that they were actually not completely disabled."

The manager still had a smile on his face, and the sad thing was that he looked pretty good when he smiled.

"Okay, don't look at me with such a scary face. I'm not here to declare war today, and I have no interest in you. I just have something to do-"

When the words fell, he turned his head silently, with only the orange-red haired girl in his eyes.

"Someone asked me to check your quality."

"I?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was confused and pointed at himself, thinking about how he had only appeared in a dozen chapters and was targeted by this huge organization that sounded like the old enemy of the Sheki Hachi family.

There must be a ghost in Sheqiba's family, hahaha.

While thinking, the manager continued to speak.

"To be honest, I am also very curious. That guy who is so cautious is not willing to directly ask me to come out to investigate. This shows at least two things."

He could imitate what the crow had done minutes before, holding up two fingers.

"First, your existence is so abnormal that it may affect his plan, and he did not expect your existence at all before you appeared."

The manager's eyes were almost shining, as if he was very happy to see this situation.

"It's true." Fujimaru Ritsuka pretended to be emotional. "This is my honor. In fact, I am very good at surprising people. If people in my class want to celebrate the birthday of someone they like, they will secretly ask me for suggestions. I have never failed in ppt production and video recording. I am known as "Toyosaki No Ikkyu" "."

"puff"

Crows, Yasha, and even Misbuki Sakura couldn't help but laugh at Fujimaru Ritsuka's wisecracks. In fact, they admired the fact that the girl could be so calm and composed in front of their old enemy and still choked, and Misbuki Sakura even secretly laughed. Give girls extra points on your mobile phone.

The manager didn't care either. His smile hadn't melted yet, but it was gradually losing its warmth.

The smile at this time was undoubtedly fake. I don't know what the trigger was, but a sense of dislocation gradually appeared on his face, as if he had been smiling for a long time and had become frozen due to inertia.

If Misuki Sakura's smile was polite and lacked warmth, then this man's smile was gentle and warm when they first met, but now it is intimidating.

Japanese doll?

Annabelle!

The tone was still so calm, but it sent an inexplicable chill down my spine, as if I was facing a dehumanized serial killer from across the interrogation bed.

"Let's talk about the second point. He specifically asked me to come out on one condition -" Ling Anabel's smile became more and more distorted, gradually approaching horror.

"That means he has judged that your threat is so great that I need to take action before he can test it."

When he said this, the outer shell of the young leader melted like wax, and the ferocious figure diving under the deep sea finally couldn't hide it anymore. There seemed to be swirling blood red under the dark eyes, imprisoning the devouring ferocity. beast.

Hearing this, Crow seemed to have thought of something, and his indifferent expression completely changed even when he was surrounded by guns.

"Ah, speaking of which, I haven't introduced myself yet, have I?"

But it was too late, the man who claimed to be the manager finally tore off his mask.

"Although I have been assigned quite a few business cards, at this time I would like to introduce them in a way that you can understand, all the fierce ghosts——"

The swirling shadow tore apart the mask of the boy next door, leaving behind the shuddering crimson murderous intent and the filthy and despicable chaos of a villain.

"Dragon King."

Instantly, there was a numbness in the back of his head, and Crow's finger on the trigger trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because he was struggling with the timing of shooting.

Dragon King, among the forces of the fierce demons who are the mortal enemies of the Sheqi Hachi family, they use shogi terms to judge the preciousness of characters.

As for the Dragon King, he had no idea that he was the most powerful member of the Fierce Ghosts. If he could defeat him here, everything would be fine. It would be like cutting off an enemy's arm, but looking at it from another perspective -

If they were just surrounded by a group of well-trained soldiers, then Crow felt that Sakura, himself and Crow could easily break through the defense line, let alone a one-on-three little monster here.

But the Dragon King? How could the fierce ghosts put such a general here?

Just to test Fujimaru Ritsuka, the information was leaked too quickly.

Crow also thought of a certain possibility, his face was like a dark cloud, and his inner balance was shaking.

Four people's lives in exchange for a fierce ghost chess piece?

It has to think about whether this is the only opportunity in this life.

Needless to say, then.

Big loss!

The time to think was only a split second before Crow made a decisive decision and waved his hands and shouted.

"Back off!"

The moment the words fell, both sides knew that this was the clarion call for the battle to begin.

The next moment, gunfire broke out.