[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

This is the third day in this world.

Except for analyzing intelligence and discussing tactics on the first day, the rest of the time was spent setting up a temporary Reiatsu monitoring network covering and monitoring the entire city.So, when everything was ready, Hikifuki Kiryu took out a portable prosthetic parameter correction manual comparable to the British Encyclopedia from Wei An's chest, and started to adjust Hirako's portable prosthetic, and threw a set of it to Hirako by the way. When the attached wireless headset and wireless throat mic were camouflaged, Pingzi, whose nerves had been completely paralyzed after fully seeing the outrageous Tinker Bell attributes unscientific by scientists, no longer wanted to ask the purple-haired beauty in front of her what she thought of her. What did the chest do to be so wall-mounted.

"Really, why am I here to do this kind of thing again?" Walking through the grotesque scene where modern kimono and suit are intertwined, cars share the same color of clogs, classical and Westernization are like an absurd drama of time and space disorder, living in the world for a long time The keen nerves in the peaceful atmosphere that has remained unchanged for thousands of years in the world of corpses and souls are troubled by the ubiquitous, violent, chaotic and unpredictable changes in direction. The unemployed squatted listlessly in the shadows that the sun could not illuminate, and their muddy and empty pupils walked aimlessly through the bustling crowd without focus.

Unknowingly, the present world has become like this.The exuberant vitality and terrifying adaptability cultivated in the most ferocious and barren last ten districts of Liuhun Street in the early years obviously did not leave Hirako Mako in the pampered days of Jinglingting. Hirako relaxed and leaned against the cold wall behind him. On the ground, it took only one breath to collect the mind, and the three Reiatsu that were extremely powerful for human beings were clearly reflected in Pingzi's mind.

"Zizi——Hey, hey, hey, hey..." After a burst of unstable electric sound, Kiryu Hikifune's voice came one after another, followed by the sweet and soft voice of the purple-haired beauty that shook Hirako's body unceremoniously Ear drum, "Mako, don't turn over the eyes of dead fish for me in such a weak manner, and even the teeth of whales! Take out your words and deeds that were raped by Hideaki Fukawa, and don't give me a bad image!"

Hirako continued to lower her eyelids, and twitched the exaggeratedly raised corners of her mouth: "Miss Kiryu, I remember you didn't prepare any camera equipment, so you can't see my expression now?"

"How can you not be under the nose for a guy like you who has irregular convulsions when you let down your vigilance?"

"Hey, hey, I think I'm still very reliable, so I won't...huh?"

"Shut up, don't look up, I'm on the roof 300 meters in front of you on the left."

"..." Pingzi rolled his eyes speechlessly, looking at Zhongzheng and the young waiter in the coffee shop opposite through the crowds of people—one of the three high-risk vegetables in my perception that is most likely to be targeted by the evil hands of the neighbor next door. A member of the group - a middle-aged man who talks cordially.Although the appearance of the middle-aged man is seriously inconsistent with the pictures provided by the information, and even the chaotic Reiatsu has been carefully hidden, it is precisely because the Reiatsu is hidden too thoroughly that the sense of disobedience of Hirako who is fully aware is aggravated. .Pingzi, who has undergone several transformations, even if he is unwilling to admit it subjectively, has to accept the fact that he has a symbol of the most basic and primitive existence of a spirit body——Pouluo even has far more than the range of Reiatsu perception. Sensitive to metal instruments.And on that person... Pingzi narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully re-confirmed, no, no move.

The mother body carrying the gluttonous poison can completely control all the actions of the secondary infected offspring, and the limit control distance is unknown.This is indeed a very useful ability, but no matter how well-made, how realistic the appearance is, and how smooth the behavior is, it is impossible to bring the dead corpse back to life again.

So is this just a puppet?Hirako patted his bent knees and stood up, but his mind was filled with the long past, the first time he met Aizen who was a living little boy in this world, the first time he met the gluttonous poison maker The crazy and terrifying walking dead, this is the first time I met the Quincy who manipulated those walking dead to create more walking dead... The Quincy whose name and face are blurred seems to be instinctive like Xu He hunts humans with high spiritual power, but wait... Hirako's eyes suddenly darkened, suppressing the turbulent emotions in his chest, and walked towards the cafe with his long legs wrapped in cheap suit pants.

Pingzi stopped abruptly when he passed by a glittering and imposing crystal glass door on the right hand side, and a person with brown hair and brown eyes was clearly reflected on the spotless glass door... The man with a handsome face, the cheap black trousers and the same white shirt that can be judged at a glance are roadside stalls show the man's financial difficulties. However, the man's good figure with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs seems to exude She came out lazily and casually, but forcibly wore a suit of cheap goods into a noble, restrained, low-key and arrogant aristocratic demeanor.

Hirako's slender fingers casually slid down the skirt of the shirt slowly, using the reflection in the glass to make a gesture to Hikifune Kiryu on the roof to find the target and go to confirm.Then, looking directly at the face on the glass that was not his own but was not his own, Pingzi slowly restrained the unruly and exaggerated upswing of his lips, and turned his eyelids down slightly to raise a soft and docile small arc.

The elegant, humble and polite young man unfolded an impeccable gentle smile on the retina, generous and gentle, as always.

Pingzi turned around and stepped forward, pushed open the door, settled down in the sunny window seat, smiled gracefully at the waiter behind the bar, and raised his hand to signal: "A cup of clear coffee doubles the strength."

Behind the bar, the waiter who was chatting and laughing with the middle-aged man Yan Yan seemed to be slightly taken aback by the man's natural nobility and grace, then lowered his head and said something to the middle-aged man quickly, and began to prepare.

The mellow coffee was quickly brought to the table, together with a piece of sweet and delicious tiramisu.

"Drinking high-strength coffee on an empty stomach is not good for the stomach and intestines. This is a doctor's advice." The middle-aged man gracefully opened the seat opposite and sat in it. He had an ordinary smile but a pure and warm smile, and a kind of An irresistible kindness.

"Oh, then I guess you must be a pediatrician." Pingzi picked up a delicate metal spoon to scoop off a small piece of pastry, and looked at the middle-aged man across the table with a half-smile.

The middle-aged man showed a surprised expression on his face, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Your vision is really sharp, my lord Yamazaki Hisasuke, what do you call sir?"

"Aizen." Hirako stretched out his palm, slightly deepening the smile on his lips, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Yamazaki."

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Aizen." The middle-aged man Yamazaki stretched out his arms, and imprinted the slightly cold palm into the broad and warm palm.

With their hands folded, their eyes interlocked, the men who tightened their fingers and looked at each other and laughed at each other said silently in their hearts - now, the hunting begins.

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"Has it started yet, Fengyue?"

"Mako Hirako has already started contact with the puppet manipulated by the Maple Island Stone Wolf. If everything goes well, it should enter the lair soon."

"Then let us also set off to the enemy's headquarters. As qualified prey, you can't let the princes who are eager to fight around the trap return empty-handed, Fengyue."

"Sir, Fengyue understands."