On How to Pursue Hong Kong Black Cadres

When something was wrong, it was already dark outside, and it was an ominous night.Masao Tsushima opened the curtains and saw a mist, and the whole Yokohama was like a fairyland pierced through the clouds and mist.

However, this is not a fairyland, but a murderous hell.

The golden lightning was extremely dazzling in this night, accompanied by Masaki Tsushima who escaped the thunder and broke out of the window.Falling from upstairs is actually nothing to him, no matter whether it is the breath of thunder or the ability to read, it can guarantee that he will land safely.

He looked up, but was stunned when he saw the people following him.

That is the red self, even the skin is red all over.No, to be precise, it was a self made of red pigments, and there was a more crystal ruby ​​on his forehead.

"The enemy's superpower?" A long sword appeared in Tsushima's hand: "The ruby...is it A?"

But A should not have such a strong combat ability, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to become a cadre who is recognized in the organization as being inferior to ordinary members in combat.

In short, no matter what it is, hit it right.

Thunder's breath. One type of thunderbolt flash!

As fast as lightning, he drew his sword and slashed, and the red head rolled down with a rumble.General Tsushima stood on the spot and turned slightly sideways, retracting the knife.

He soon realized that something was wrong. Yokohama tonight was eerily quiet. In the past, even if the 24-hour convenience store downstairs was open and had customers, why didn't the clerk come out to check on such a big movement?

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Masaki Tsushima knew something was wrong, as if there was no living person around.In other words, the only living person seems to be himself.

fantasy?It could also be psychic abilities.

So how to break this situation?

Suddenly, General Tsushima's hairs stood on end, and his short body dodged the blow from the headless body.

He took a few steps back and stared in disbelief at the body that was clearly headless but still able to lock on to his own attack. He seemed to feel the anger from that guy?

He scoffed: "A monster?"

The body suddenly walked up, this time it wasn't facing Masaki Tsushima, he walked up to his head and squatted down, picked it up, and pressed it on his head.

A green light flashed, and the severed neck seemed to have never been separated.

General Tsushima looked serious, it's not good, if it is an immortal monster, it will be a protracted war.

The sound of footsteps came, and Masao Tsushima's eyes widened in disbelief: "Hey, hey, even if it's a supernatural ability, this is too buggy!"

It was a green Tsushima general minister, and there was no difference in color from the red one, and there was also a crystal clear ruby ​​on his forehead.

At this moment, different selves appeared in several other directions, gray, yellow, blue, and a few more colors can form a rainbow.

Masao Tsushima looked at those and his heartbeat suddenly slowed down by half a beat, and a guess appeared in his mind in a flash of inspiration.

The supernatural ability is conscious, and after this idea appears, it is like the sun breaking through the clouds and mist, suddenly enlightening.

Masaki Tsushima put away his long sword, red buff, green healing, blue purification, gray weakness, and golden teleportation.He could tell just by intuition.

In this way, there should be one less - favorability.

Masaki Tsushima didn't think that his favorability was not a supernatural ability, or if it wasn't a supernatural ability, it would be a bit unreasonable.

so where?

Didn't see the other self as far as the eyes could see, that is to say, hid?

Inexplicably, Masao Tsushima just locked a position, the bench by the street, the place where he occasionally sits and rests.

As if responding to him, a person appeared in that place.Unlike other people who are only of the same color, this person is exactly the same as him now except for his height, and the pajamas he wears are also the same.

A red flash could be seen in the gaps in the broken hair on his forehead, which was also a ruby.

This is my 8-year-old self.

"Hey!" With this yell, a person fell from the air, and the whole body was overflowing with red light. The person looked indifferently at the child sitting on the bench.

"Chuya." General Tsushima walked over quickly: "Why are you here?" Isn't he on a business trip?

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered: "I was called back by a boy with four eyes. I can't help it. I owe a favor, so I have to rush back." Of course, he also got the order of the leader.

"Let's not talk about this first." Nakahara Chuya turned around and looked at the surrounding 'Masao Tsushima' with his mouth twitching: "This is a bit too spectacular."

"Ah, what are you talking about my supernatural ability?" Masaki Tsushima was still a little confused about the situation.

"Ah, those who were separated by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's supernatural ability are your enemies now. But it shouldn't be difficult for you to defeat them with your own strength."

"Sure enough, it's a different ability." General Tsushima murmured in his heart, "I never thought that I would see them in such a situation."

The floor was also crushed in the Central Plains, and gravel floated around under the control of gravity.This move put Masaki Tsushima's supernatural powers on alert, and the shrunken version of Masaki Tsushima who was originally sitting on the bench also stood up.

The broken stones scattered like bullets, aiming at the gemstones on the foreheads of each 'Masao Tsushima'.

The blue light flashed, and those supernatural powers either reached out their hands or used their feet to directly intercept the stone.

"Because they all came from the body of the general, so the ability is shared?" Nakahara Chuya frowned.

At this moment, there was a sound from another place.

It was a somewhat distorted figure, it looked like it was realized from graffiti, and it had not been carefully carved.If it is said that Masao Tsushima's supernatural ability was planned down to the details, then that supernatural ability is a bit sloppy in its formation.

"The supernatural power of the people nearby?" Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows slightly: "General, attack the gem on the forehead of the supernatural power. If the gem is broken, the supernatural power will come back."

Compared with Masaki Tsushima's ability, whose strength is judged on the basis of the "host body", the unknown ability is more dangerous.However, the owner of the supernatural power should be here too, causing trouble to the east?

Chuya Nakahara ran towards the supernatural power, but Masao Tsushima turned on his toes and looked at his 8-year-old self.He suddenly discovered that these supernatural abilities did not seem to have any murderous intent.

The sudden appearance of the word favorability gave him a bold guess.

If the 8-year-old self is favorable, then how much does he feel good about himself?Without murderous intent, what just attacked me wasn't a buff?

He looked at the strange ability that was wrestling with Chuya, is it?

The walkie-talkie on Nakahara Chuya's body made a rustling sound, which was given to him by the Supernatural Secret Service Division on his way back to Yokohama.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, where are you now? Mr. Zhongyuan? Please answer if you hear it!"

The semi-dirty hands threw the gravity ball, but the gravity ball disappeared immediately after touching the supernatural power.

"Ah, that's enough, I'm so annoying!" Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped and yelled at the walkie-talkie.

The other side seemed to be taken aback by the roar, but still remembered his mission: "Sorry Mr. Zhongyuan, the situation is urgent, now..."

"Shut up!" Nakahara Chuya's eyes were full of indifference: "It's not bad for a while, it was like this six years ago." This fog has also been seen in Nakahara Chuya, and the leading battle six years ago was Shibusawa Ryu Yan mixed in and stirred up the muddy water. At that time, the port mafia also had a lot of casualties.

"Chuya." General Tsushima walked over: "Go if you still have a task, just leave it to me here."

Nakahara Chuya: "It's okay, it's just that the master dared not show his face..." He stopped suddenly, his face was full of shock.

"Mom?" Masaki Tsushima was also surprised. He looked at Yako Tsushima who was wearing a coat but it was indeed pajamas inside.

Hasn't Tsushima Yako's supernatural ability already come to the general? !Zhong Yuanzhong was too shocked to speak at all.

"Be careful!" Tsushima Masaoomi instantly appeared in front of his mother to block the attack of the supernatural power.

His pupils shrunk, he let go of the long knife in his hand and picked up Yako Tsushima to escape the attack.

what happened?At that moment just now, he actually felt that it would be bad if he didn't let go?What kind of power is this!

"Chuya." After standing still, Yako Tsushima looked at Chuya Nakahara: "Do what you should do."

"But you..."

"It's okay." Yako Tsushima smiled suddenly: "No one can defeat my supernatural power, so I can only wait for the fog to clear. If I'm not wrong, you should have to deal with this matter."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the strange ability with some surprises: "Then I must at least get back the general's ability first."

"Ah, it doesn't matter." Masaki Tsushima said, "Although it's a bit baffling, my supernatural ability doesn't seem to hurt me."

"How is it possible! In this fog, the supernatural power will break away from the master and form a hostile relationship, unless a guy like Dazai can be neutralized, otherwise..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped again, he watched in disbelief that the red general fought with the supernatural power.

???

what with what?

Feeling that his clothes were being torn, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but lowered his head, and met a face that was immature but very familiar.

The 8-year-old Tsushima Masaoomi smiled, and the ruby ​​on his forehead shone with gentle light.

Zhong Yuanzhong also trembled, and was so frightened that he jumped straight to General Tsushima: "What the hell is going on."

The 8-year-old Masaki Tsushima tilted his head and looked at Chuya Nakahara suspiciously. Masao Tsushima quickly understood that he was checking his favorability, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"It's okay." Masaki Tsushima said, "I'll take care of it."

He suddenly stretched out his arms to hug Chuya, and Nakahara Chuya's face turned red when he met Yako Tsushima's eyes, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Go and finish your work too." Masaki Tsushima said, "If purification is needed, I think he will be happy to help."

The blue Tsushima Masaoomi looked over, nodded, and actually responded.

The 8-year-old Tsushima Masaki ran over bouncingly, pulled his master's clothes, raised his face and looked at Chuya Nakahara.In this way, Zhongyuan Zhongye finally believed that the general's supernatural ability was really a bug, and he didn't attack the master even though he was separated!

"Then be careful yourself." Zhong Yuan also pressed his hat: "Purification is probably not necessary, and that bastard Dazai will definitely not die easily, but 100% treatment is necessary."

The corner of his mouth curled, and Masaki Tsushima nodded: "I'll be there soon."

"Take care." Chuya Nakahara bowed slightly to Yako Tsushima, finally bent his knees, jumped up through the thick fog, and disappeared into the night.

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