Hero Academia: The Strongest Personality

Kurosawa Ichiran had to say that the strength of the legend of the night was too strong. It seemed that he had become stronger after not seeing each other for a while. Perhaps he also used the w-type reagent.

Chifeng came to Fukudaisuke. Fukudaisuke looked at Chifeng tremblingly, and said with a trembling mouth: "Can you please not kill me?"

"It's not me who wants your life, but the Imperial Alliance, so you must die." Chifeng raised the knife in his hand, and before Fukudaisuke could speak again, he had already cut it down, and a head fell to the ground with big eyes.

Kurosawa Ichiran put Fukudaisuke's head on the snow that blew into the room, stopped the bleeding, took out a small black sack from his body, and put Fukudaisuke's head in it.

"Although it was a bit thrilling, our mission was also completed." Kurosawa Ichiran said with a sigh of relief. If it weren't for the help of the Night Brothers, he might have died now.

The strength of the sand man was indeed not weak, and the power of the sand man was very strong. It felt like a huge clamp clamping you when you pinched his body.

"Since the matter has been resolved, it's okay for us to play for two more days." Chifeng did not directly tell the Supreme Alliance that the mission had been completed.

"Brother Heiye, do you have something like a nano storage box?" Kurosawa Ichiran suddenly asked.

Nano storage box?

Chifeng really didn't know what it was, but he also thought of what Kurosawa Ichiran asked about. When he took out the cloak and knife before, he made it out of thin air. Maybe the nano storage box that Kurosawa Ichiran mentioned was his space warehouse.

"That's about it. Give me the head. It's safer to put it here." Chifeng nodded and said.

Kurosawa Ichiran handed Fukudaisuke's head to Chifeng without hesitation. Chifeng waved his hand and the head disappeared.

"I'll leave this man to you to kill." Chifeng said and jumped out of the cracked wall.

Kurosawa Ichiran turned his head and chopped the man in the suit with a leg injury to death, and then left.

After returning to the hotel, the two took a shower and then had dinner in the hotel's buffet restaurant.

"Brother Heiye, I always feel that the origin of the sand man is unusual, and Fuku Daisuke can invite so many people to protect him, which shows that Fuku Daisuke's status in Ross is not low." Kurosawa Ichiran analyzed.

"Fuku Daisuke's status is nothing, not very high. Maybe Fuku Daisuke has something they want, so they sent people to protect him, but I don't know what good things Fuku Daisuke has." Chifeng shook his head. He didn't care about Fuku Daisuke's good things.

"I forgot to search him at that time. Maybe someone has found it and taken it away now." Kurosawa Ichiran said with some regret.

"Take it away, take it away. What good things can a person like Fuku Daisuke have?" Chifeng said disdainfully.

"That's right, come on, let's have a drink." Kurosawa Ichiran threw his worries behind him and raised his glass.

After the two of them had eaten, they began to look for places to play in Ross. The development level of Ross was pretty good, but Mosta was not a rich city, but gambling was still okay.

In foreign countries, Chiffon is not bound by his hands and feet. Although he has a lot of money, who would complain about having too much money? Moreover, he is very willing to make money from foreigners.

Of course, this kind of casino must be an underground hero venue, because only in this place can you play without restraint, otherwise the professional heroes and the police will not leave the casino alone.

Kurosawa Ichiro is naturally very willing to come to such a place with Chiffon. The Night Brothers have money, and he can enjoy more.

Although Mosta's city is not very developed, it has an underground hero venue. When Chiffon and Kurosawa Ichiro came here, they found that there were quite a lot of people.

At this moment, someone is challenging the ring on the negative first floor. However, Chiffon is too lazy to look at people of this level now, not even at the level of the Five Kings.

Chiffon and Kurosawa Ichiro went directly to the casino floor. Today, Chiffon only wore a pair of big sunglasses. The Russians could tell at a glance that Chiffon and Kurosawa Ichiro were Asians, so their eyes were shining.

"My friend, come and play a few rounds?" A middle-aged man with brown hair said with a smile, wanting Chifeng to come to his table to play.

Chifeng looked at the location of the guy's casino, which was just a medium-sized gambling table, so he refused without hesitation: "Your table is too low-grade, I don't like it."

"You!" The middle-aged man almost got angry, but you can't fight in this kind of place, otherwise you will be taken away directly.

"It seems that my friend is a generous person, so are you interested in playing at my table?" At this time, a white man stood up and walked over from the high-end gambling table.

Chifeng nodded and said: "No problem, then play a few rounds."

The white man was secretly happy in his heart, it seems that he will make a fortune today.

Chifeng called the dealer to help him exchange the currency commonly used in Russia, and then sat down. There were five people at the table, plus him, six people.

Then the game began.

Chifeng didn't get any good cards in the first few rounds, so he gave up, which made these white people very happy. This is the rhythm of giving money.

But later on, their excited faces gradually turned dull, then pale, and finally vomited blood.

This guy is not here to give money, he is here to take his life, okay? They have lost all their money in these ten rounds. Except for the Chinese man who gave up a few rounds at the beginning, he won the rest. This is really weird.

But it doesn't seem like he is cheating, but he is so powerful.

The person that Kurosawa Ichiran admired most in this regard was Chifeng. Maybe Chifeng's strength was even stronger than the card king. He made so much money in just half an hour. He really couldn't imagine it.

"Okay, everyone, your level is just like this. Goodbye." Chifeng stood up, and then asked the dealer to deposit the money into his account and prepared to leave.

The white people sitting in the seats all looked very ugly, but they couldn't do anything to Chifeng at this moment, and they all had gloomy faces.

After Chifeng and Kurosawa Ichiran left the underground hero venue, Chifeng walked to a remote area.

Kurosawa Ichiran asked with some doubts: "Brother Heiye, where are you going?"

"Someone will come to die soon, I just don't want trouble, so let's solve it together." Chifeng said calmly.

"You mean those white people are not convinced and will come to you?" Kurosawa Ichiran understood immediately, but such a thing may happen in such a small place. Maybe no one would do this at the underground hero venue, but as long as you leave, no one will care.

"Stop, both of you!"

As Chifeng said, Kurosawa Ichiran and Chifeng were stopped by a group of people.

The leader was the five people who gambled with Chifeng, and there were ten other people who seemed to be thugs, a total of fifteen people.