Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"Hehe! Don't worry, he's almost dead, there's no need for me to do it!"

Watching Wang Xuebin speak into the air, Mori Kogoro suddenly realized something, his eyes were fixed on Wang Xuebin, and his body trembled.

"I remember you, Yan Shuangying, cough cough, so you are Wang Keke, Wang Guanlan."

A simple sentence almost didn't let Mori Kogoro swallow his breath. Seeing Kogoro's situation, the fierce little loli didn't care to scare Wang Xuebin, and hurriedly ran behind Kogoro, trying in vain to help He stroked his back.

Humans and ghosts are different, little Lolita is not a ghost after all, the weak and pure ghost aura on her body can't affect reality at all, and naturally she can't touch Mori Kogoro's back.

It could only pass through his back again and again, leaving only a weeping little face.

"Hehe, that's right, my lord, Wang Guanlan, thanks to the generous gift from Japan, you came here to repay it!"

"You, cough, cough, damn! Why are you?"

Mori Kogoro couldn't support his body anymore and fell limply on the ground, but he still struggled and pointed at Wang Xuebin, his face full of anger.

"what why?"

Wang Xuebin raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Kogoro Mouri curiously, and asked softly:

"Speak slowly, don't worry, I have plenty of time, I promise to answer every question!"

"You cough civilians, why do you have such great power to slaughter civilians? You are a murderer, you are an executioner, you are a demon"

Hearing this sentence, the expressions on Wang Xuebin's face were all restrained, leaving an indifferent face, looking at Mori Kogoro lightly, and replied frankly:

"Isn't that what war is like?"

Wang Xuebin stood up and opened his hands. Behind him, there was a scene of hell on earth.

"When China was strong, you learned so many things from us, but we didn't care about it at all!

Now that you are stronger than us, we have only learned a little bit from you, and you turned your face. This is a bit too stingy!

We are all neighbors, you learn from me, I learn from you, everyone makes progress together, isn't this a good thing?

I learned the methods of war from you guys."

Wang Xuebin closed his eyes gently, and took a deep breath with a fascinated face.

"What a wonderful smell of blood, isn't this what you want!"

Naturally, Kogoro Moori would not fail to understand the meaning of Wang Xuebin's words. He struggled to look at him, a sick blush appeared on his face, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the sweat on his body protruded like oil.

He has no energy left to defend himself!

Wang Xuebin looked at him, then at the flustered little loli next to him, sighed lightly, and said nothing more.

What is there to say?

His hero, my enemy, Wang Xuebin admits that Mori Kogoro is a responsible man, but his positions are different, and they still have to fight each other with swords.

One day and one night, the casualties in the magic world were indeed not small, but the civilian casualties were a hundred times as many as in the magic world!

In total, only 300 people from various sects in the establishment of the magic world, together with those with supernatural powers, died, but the casualties of civilians were as many as [-].

This is only in the city. This kind of disaster is the biggest disaster that Japan has experienced since Hiroshima and Nagasaki were removed.

Even the Taoist priest with one eyebrow crossed to the east back then, but did not bring such a huge loss to Japan. Shizuka Fujiwara, who received the news, even wanted to die!

Chapter 394 The Wind and Clouds in Kyoto

"Senior, do you know what happened in Osaka?"

On the highway not far from Osaka, two traffic policemen stayed at a checkpoint, chatting casually while eating bread.

As early as in the early hours of the morning, Osaka Castle was under martial law. People inside were not allowed to go out, and people outside were not allowed to enter.

When the two traffic policemen were still resting, they were picked up by their superiors and placed here to intercept vehicles entering Daban from here.

Not only cars, but all means of transportation such as Shinkansen, airplanes, and ships are under martial law. Except for some people from the magic circle dispatched by the government, no one is allowed to enter and leave at will.

The two traffic policemen have been here for six hours, but due to the shortage of manpower, there has been no change of guard to replace them.

The two traffic policemen who were tired, sleepy, thirsty and hungry, besides eating a mouthful of dry bread, could only chat about gossip to refresh themselves.

"I don't know the details, but I heard that there was a suicide attack, and even the Self-Defense Forces were dispatched!"

"Nani? Even the Self-Defense Forces are dispatched!!"

Hearing the senior's words, the young police officer immediately cheered up, with a look of shock and curiosity on his face, wishing he could go to Osaka City to see the excitement right now.

The old policeman seemed to see the young policeman's thoughts, frowned and warned:

"Satou-kun, our duty is to stick to this post, so as not to put unsuspecting people in danger. This is related to the safety of countless people. Please be more serious!"

"Uh hi clothes!"

At this moment, an ordinary black car was driving towards this place. The young police officer Sato smiled awkwardly, and volunteered to run forward to stop the car.

The car window was rolled down, and a young man with a tightly furrowed brow looked up at the police officer walking over with a puzzled look on his face.

"Private Marseille, the front is a no-go zone, please cooperate with our work and leave immediately!"

In the car, the young man's brows were tightly furrowed into deep wrinkles, making the man seem a few years older out of thin air.

Hearing what the police officer said, the man's brows furrowed even tighter.

"What's going on? Isn't Osaka in front?"

The man spoke substandard Japanese and stumbled to ask questions, obviously he was not from Japan.

"Uh, sir, isn't he Japanese?"

Hearing the police officer's question, the young man seemed unwilling to say more, so he nodded slightly and remained silent.

"Arnold is such a front for Osaka"

"Sato!!!"

Before Sato could explain, the elderly police officer behind him stopped him severely.

The old police officer took two steps forward, came to the side of the car, looked at the young man in the car with a sorry face, and said seriously:

"Sir, please cooperate with our work and leave this area immediately!"

The young man in the car took a deep look at the two police officers, nodded slightly, said nothing more, put into gear, stepped on the accelerator, released the clutch, and obediently turned around and left.