present to the lord

With only one year left, when Class E of the third year tried their best to hone their assassination skills, the plot did not fall in the slightest.

While the Japanese cabinet has been secretly planning to eliminate the monster in Class E, a character quietly appeared in Tokyo.

This person implicated all the important officials in the political arena in secret, met privately and secretly, and established a huge and shocking network of relationships in a short period of time, even controlling the Japanese Minister of Internal Affairs, Minister of Justice, Minister of Foreign Affairs, The Minister of Finance... many key parties have ambiguous relationships.

Of course, this is just a secret act, so secret that the ministers who are also in the court do not know that the other party is also on this network.

As the central figure in maintaining this network of relationships, the young man covered his mouth and coughed fiercely at this time, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he took out his handkerchief and wiped it nonchalantly.

"You..." The village on the side looked at him very worriedly, and the document in his hand was the list that had just been sent secretly from the Ministry of Self-Defense.

"It doesn't matter, I still won't die." He took a sip from the water glass, rinsed his mouth, spit it out, and reached out without looking up, "Here is the list."

The village handed it over according to his words. During this time, he fully saw the talent and precious talent of the young man, but he was jealous of the talent... The expression on the village's face was very complicated, mixed with regret and a little helplessness.

"This is already the third day, you should go to sleep well, such high-intensity work will do great harm to your body." Murakami paused, and walked quickly when the boy waved his hands in disgust. After going out, he brought a rich meal when he came back, "At least you should eat something."

"Nakamura, a man who is as naughty as you is worthy of marriage." Fan Haoran stopped what he was doing, and rubbed his short, messy hair. This body is very fragile, but it's just that he hasn't rested for three days. Haoran felt tired and had a headache.

The time is too tight, he must control the political decision-making power of the whole of Japan within one year.

The young man held a small bowl of hot soup and relaxed his body a little. He sat on the sofa and drank the soup with his eyes half downcast. His expression was deep and restrained, as if he was thinking about something important.

Nakamura watched him eat obediently, felt relieved, and left with the completed documents in his arms, but even so, the number of other cases piled up was still very large.

The number of people in this 'supervisor office' established within a month is not large, but it manages enough important important information and handles various shady matters in the political arena, and one of them is 'Liu Ze'.

All the information on antimatter developed by that research institute is in his hands, and he is free to look through it at will.

"Delusion has power beyond the limits of human beings. The fate of such people is not very good." The boy tapped the main researcher Liu Ze on the paper with his fingertips, and a slight sneer appeared on his face, "It seems that, Soon I will be able to intervene directly in cabinet meetings."

When he finished dealing with all the dirty cases and those things that could not be seen, he stretched himself out, and his spine made a 'creak' sound.

He was already at the height of the moon when he walked out of the boss office, and seven tenths of it was destroyed by a small white mouse, and he remained in the shape of a crescent forever. It took only a few months for such a change from the panic of the people to the final flatness and habit. time.

He was dressed very casually, if only based on appearance, he looked no different from other students.

The body is very tired, but the spirit is sober and excited. It seems that there is something accumulated in the body that has not been vented, which makes him feel a little depressed.

Fan Haoran is very clear that this is a long time without venting.

I have been tired of work recently, and I have been dealing with a lot of data and running around among cabinet ministers.

Now this body is a crispy diseased seedling again.

Let's accumulate together.

He stood in the colorful streets under the night sky, paused for a while, and turned his feet.

Well, anyway, this body won't last long, so why should I suppress my desires.

This somewhat self-willed guy only hesitated for a split second before happily getting ready to go big.

"Xian, Xianyuan classmate!!" The handsome and hearty black-haired Isogai Yuma was still holding a tray in his hand, dressed as a waiter, but when he saw Fan Haoran, he looked surprised, "Why did everyone show up today? In this kind of place?"

Fan Haoran followed his gaze, and saw Akabane dancing in the deafening heavy metal music and the forest of wine and meat.

"Ah, what a coincidence, Yuma, do you work part-time here?" This place is simple and simple, but also complicated. "I thought that people with your personality like Yuma would prefer a place that suits your age."

"Hey, there are a lot of extra money here." Yuma smiled brightly, clearly stating his purpose.

"Hey~, isn't this student from Xianyuan?" Akabane still had that slow and gentle tone, and his defiant second-year posture, "It's really difficult for you to come to such a crowded place with a body like Xianyuan. "

After serving the drink, Yuma walked over here: "By the way, why did you drop out of school at Xianyuan? Teacher Sha and Teacher Wujian both said that you will take the exam with us."

"Ah, because I want to be the king of the new world." Fan Haoran said with a smile, and said the words of "Yeshenyue" without the slightest shame, "I can't do it in a place like Class E."

Not only Yuma, but even Akabane Ye had black lines on his face, but the last sentence angered Ye a little bit.

"A place like Class E?" There was some killing intent in his refreshing smile, which was a breeze-like killing intent honed by the assassin himself.

"Ye, yar! The classmate of the Hanyuan has no other intentions." Yuma immediately hugged Akabane who was about to run away.

Fan Haoran didn't take it seriously, bent down and picked up the wine and took a sip. Because of the backlog of days and some irritable emotions, his actions were a bit rough.

"Teach you the supreme skills, teach you the principles of life, and instill knowledge in your early studies, so that you will no longer be confused, ignorant, and stupid, let you see the world, and let the world see you and see you." Saying this, "Even if it is a monster, even if it has the power to destroy the earth, and is feared by all human beings, raise the banner to destroy this monster."

"But." Pausing, looking at Akabane who had calmed down a little and Yuma who looked confused, "Have you never thought about whether this monster who is your teacher is really as unbearable as the outside world said? Is it really necessary to kill him?"

"No one is born a monster, and no one wants to be a monster. This guy, this guy who has been trying his best to teach you, does he need your help? Is he willing to stand on the opposite side of society and human beings? and whether this information is true."

"Knowledgeless and fearless, you keep asking this monster, don't you think about giving and giving back?"

He put down the glass and made a cold sound, feeling that he seemed to be a little angry, rubbed his face, showing a little tired: "Sorry, let's go first."

Akabane industry is very smart, but it is too smart.

When he got home, he tossed and turned, couldn't fall asleep, sat up from the bed, and muttered to himself: "What does he mean?"

Although he said this, he didn't have a trace of doubt, on the contrary, he was very heavy.

Fan Haoran was completely out of interest at this time, walking alone in Tokyo at night, with a thin figure and a black professional suit, he suddenly thought he was a student going to a funeral.

"Oh hey, stop dangling in front of me with your twenty-yard speed, you've already been seen through." Fan Haoran finally couldn't pretend to turn a blind eye.

"Hey hey hey hey, it seems that your ability hasn't regressed." Mr. Octopus is wearing strange clothes, coupled with his strange body shape, Fan Haoran almost wonders if the eyes of passers-by here are all blind, and there is no one in such a thing Finding it strange, I thought this guy was just an ordinary strong man.

"What are you doing here?" He walked in from the path next to the street, and this was his residence.It's not a big place, but it's comfortable enough to call it luxurious.

And this not-so-big place is spacious enough in the eyes of outsiders.

"It seems that you are having a good life." Mr. Kill put down a pile of food by himself, the fragrance is really fragrant, and the room is full of attractive fragrance.

"It's not bad." Fan Haoran smiled faintly when he thought of those people, "Look here."

He pointed to the place where this piece has been decorated with great care, and every piece of decoration can be auctioned for a not low price.

"This is the attitude of the Japanese politicians towards me." It was obviously a sentence with a smile, but there was enough indifference and a little mockery.

"Also." Fan Haoran looked at Rare, who didn't have a wretched smile, "About the drug in your body... I've confirmed that your condition is completely stable now, and you don't have to worry about destroying the earth."

Sha held the tea, smiled again, and said in a very gentle voice, "Is that so..."

The boy and the human-shaped octopus sat under the bright lights in the living room. The boy quickly ate the steaming food from all over the country that was placed on the table, and said inarticulately: "This matter will happen at the latest." I will fully resolve it within eight months, and if necessary, being exposed will become a necessary means."

"Liu Ze was instructed by high-level officials to wait until the right to open up human experimentation, and has already put it into action. Several experiments even involved minors. Once this kind of thing is uncovered, the consequences will be even those who engage in politics. It can’t be settled easily.”

"And, at this stage, they don't dare to act presumptuously." Thinking of the things in his hands, Fan Haoran showed his bloody fangs, intending to bite the throats of all the prey.

Seeing that this young man who should be in school has already dealt with the country's political leaders with good means, and has even reached the level of leading all the country's political leaders.

Kill finally sighed, it is hard to imagine the pressure and difficulties that the young man has to endure, and he can achieve such results in just a few months...

"Cough—cough cough!" The young man who had just swallowed his food suddenly bent over and coughed violently, covering his mouth with his palm, and quickly turned his head to the side. Following the movement, he clenched his fist with his palm, wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and turned his head. With the other hand, he picked up the half-eaten food naturally, and glanced at Mr. Octopus, "What are you doing? See if I'm still full?"

Without a trace, he smeared the blood on his hands on his black trousers.

Damn, such a body is really aggrieved!