Crown Master

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Not everyone has hundreds of years of friendship as a foundation, and they have long been hooked up with the Huakaiyuan clan in private, and there is no one in Tokyo who would not want to wrestle with the Nuliang group.

But the pride of the Nuliang group does not mean that other monster organizations can also act cheaply.

Let's talk about Drunken Monkey, his status in today's reception is not low, but what's the use of not being low?Born in Kanto, there are many supernatural organizations doomed to occupy the territory.

Monsters are existences that live in the cracks of the human world. It's okay to swallow their breath. If you change to a high-spirited one, you might be beaten to death as soon as you show up!

Modern times are not the same as thousands of years ago. No one will feel sorry for the death of a monster leader. When you meet a black-hearted humanist, you will be imprisoned for 80 years for experiments, which is a completely predictable ending.

Why is a drunk monkey a drunk monkey?

If he is not drunk, he must face this reality soberly!

For a big monster who once had great ambitions, it would be too cruel to ask him to accept all this rationally.

Almost all monsters have encountered a similar dilemma after humans entered modern society.

They are obviously not reconciled to the monsters that are gradually reduced to legends, and some speculators couldn't help but make the first attempt!

When Drunk Monkey said this, Nu Liang Hua Piao was very cunning and cunning, and of course he understood that he was going to board the big ship of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, but human beings are sometimes more cunning and dark-hearted than monsters.

After thinking about it for a moment, the general of the Nuliang Group who had lost his handsome appearance due to old injuries narrowed his shrewd old eyes.

"...Is this...reliable?"

The Drunk Monkey didn't answer, but instead asked narrowly, "Your heart moved after hearing that?"

"Fart!" Nuliang Huapiao snorted from his nose, "Heartbeat? Do you think I lack this?"

When mentioning this emoji of the drunk monkey crying and laughing upside down, he immediately showed envy.

"You're still a chicken thief! When we fought with Onmyoji back then, we were already jealous, and you are the only chicken thief! You took care of the Huakaiyuan clan without making a sound."

"Hepei! How do you talk?"

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'll accompany you!"

When he slapped his head, Drunk Monkey seemed a bit big and transformed.

Nuliang Huapiao curled her lips: "Monkeys are just dishonest... Let's talk about it, and explain it clearly."

The drunk monkey smirked and didn't refute his run, it seemed like a simple and honest monkey.

"Mainly, I'm not sure whether to board the boat or not."

"What? Not enough chips?"

"No, I just can't figure it out. What are they trying to do by pulling us into the car?" Drunk Monkey scratched his furry forehead with a puzzled expression, "Look, even if we count the number of miscellaneous monsters, and They can't compare in terms of numbers, right? Magic, superpowers, this is not the same thing as monster power! There is a lack of research talents among monsters, let alone cooperation, so they hurriedly pulled us What are you doing up there? I can’t think of any use for it!”

"..." Hearing Drunk Monkey finish the long series of questions in an impatient tone, Nuliang Huapiao slowly lit the cigarette stick in his hand, narrowing his eyes, "What else can I do, be a thug."

The drunk monkey was taken aback.

"Ugh?"

Nuliang Huapiao smacked two mouthfuls of cigarette holders, and said bitterly: "The offer is so generous, you think it's for nothing? They're about to fight themselves, and whoever has the hardest fist will be the boss at this time! Drunk Monkey, you can't do anything else, But for the fighting power of the Honglan group, many of you here want to call you a great general. If you hold you in hand, and then pretend to not make ordinary people suspicious, it is not a problem to let you have the land of Yokohama."

Drunk Monkey's brain is not slow, and when he rolls his eyes, he immediately loses his temper.

"This is planning to use us as cannon fodder!"

Nuliang Huapiao snorted and commented slowly.

"Fortunately, you asked me first, otherwise you would have been tricked miserably."

Drunk Monkey wiped off his sweat, and graciously filled the slippery cup with wine.

"You're right, luckily I'm here."

If he planned to keep it secret, his general's face would be trampled under the feet of human beings and stomped twice!

After pouring the wine, he drank the yellow soup in his cup in one gulp. The drunk monkey gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn it, you're smarter than a monkey. This muddy water can't flow!"

Nuliang Huapiao: "Although it's a pity for the Honglan group to give up this opportunity to walk in a fair and honest manner, it is more comfortable to be free and easy in their own chassis than to be a human thug."

Drunk Monkey: "Hua Piao is right!"

The two drank a few more sips of wine, the smell of wine in the air gradually filled with a rich fragrance, a trace of sweetness easily lured out the demon in the drunkard's heart.

During this process, the poison of bewitching quietly blends into every wine glass, and finally succeeds in showing its teeth and claws on the drinking person's rationality...

Nuliang Huapiao was a little drunk. If he wasn't drunk, he wouldn't talk so much. The drunk monkey opposite him was even more drunk, and asked him with his tongue out.

"Thanks to you, Hua Piao. Without you, I might be lost at the end of the year. Human beings are so cruel now, even worse than monsters!"

Nuliang Huapiao squinted her eyes: "Hehe."

The drunk monkey smacked its lips: "What's going on with the humans? I've been thinking about it for a long time but I haven't figured out the way. You have a lot of ways, do you have any news so that we can know?"

Nuliang Huapiao thought for a while, then shook his head.

Drunk Monkey curled his lips regretfully, but wisely did not continue to ask.

Anyway, monsters always live from day to day and find that the end is tomorrow. They will never try their best to continue the fire of their own race like humans.

It is not surprising to say that monsters are a kind of "rumor" that may disappear in human history at any time.

There are too many monsters drinking in the big room, jars of fine wine are opened one after another, and they are drunk one by one. After many monsters get drunk, they don’t even know who they are drinking with, let alone be careful. Are the people around you new faces you meet for the first time?

But like this kind of large-scale gathering, generally there will be no uninformed monsters who insist on taking the opportunity to sneak in.The guys who can come here, regardless of their own strength, at least their respective reputations are not low, enough to shock the whole night!

As for those wandering monsters wandering outside the organization, there is no reason to come here on purpose.

Because even if you managed to sneak in, it would be fine if you didn't get discovered, but once you were discovered...the end would be too beautiful, it's really not an indescribable sight.

Is it bad to live?

It's good to be alive!

So the bosses feel at ease drinking like idiots, forgetting that there is still a word in this world called "exception".

A pair of intoxicated eyebrows under the bangs, bangs, brewing the sweetest poison in the world.

The aura of the top assassin is concealed, making it easy for her to blend into this occasion.

Ever since the Temple of Time was breached and Gaitia was taken back to the doctor for strict supervision, Gudazi gave his followers the highest degree of freedom.

Free to the point where Heroic Spirits can go to England to trouble the clock tower every now and then!

Shuten-douji is more casual than those servants who protect the cubs of Yuanyuan Raimitsu. While they are looking for trouble, this very well-known big monster is more willing to hang out in the streets and alleys of monsters to taste fine wine.

In a place filled with alcohol and having fun like today, the characteristics of her ghost species have silently endowed those drunk monsters with chaotic attributes.

The aroma of the fruit is mixed with the magic power of Shuten-douji, and at this moment it becomes a poison that can confuse people's minds just by the smell.

After completing the preliminary preparations, the petite big monster shrank himself in a corner with satisfaction, not afraid of being discovered anymore.

As for what these monsters were talking about just now?

Shuten-douji wrote it down nonchalantly, and handed everything over to Da Vinci.

Gathering information for Chaldea is also one of the purposes of her trip, and of course the most important thing is to enjoy the wine!

He doesn't worry about the missing Master like other servants, and he doesn't seem to care at all.

The race of ghosts, even among monsters, is very different, and Shuten-douji is the king of ghosts above the big ghosts, and his thoughts are even more unpredictable.

In the entire Chaldea, if you say that there are not many followers who can understand the wine and swallow their minds.

Fortunately, the ghost king doesn't seem to be hostile to Chaldea, and the fighting has proved this point.

This time out drinking, the only difference from before is that there is a little tail beside him, and the child who can't drink and loves sweets didn't follow him, which made Shuten Doji's behavior more daring.

Who made that guy really be too simple, as the ghost king, she still had some training.

While he was nonchalantly thinking about the education of a certain companion, Shuten-douji suddenly changed his expression, raised his face and sniffed the air, as if he had discovered the smell of a familiar person, his expression was a little subtle.

She pulled herself together and looked out the window in disheveled clothes.

The Daguang Room is not a completely enclosed room. If necessary, open the barrier, and there is a whole street outside.

The monster walking on the road looked up inadvertently, and saw a slender and white arm passing through the fence on the second floor.

Jiu Tun-douzi lay down on the ground in a daze, and smiled lazily at the people below, bewildered passers-by, and complained helplessly.

"That guy, Ibaraki, won't chase him out, will he? Let me see, where is she?"

Sometimes fate may be just such a heads up.

Masahiro Abe and Akane Motomiya happened to come to this street, and happened to see Shuten-douji.

The moment their eyes met, they, who were full of Ibaraki Doji's breath, caught Shuten's attention every second.

The two who experienced this kind of monster street for the first time were very nervous all the time. Thanks to the occasional gags of the little monsters, they could walk this way safely.

At this time, they looked at the beautiful woman upstairs who was full of coquettish aura, and the banshee, who was not human at first sight, was obviously interested in them, and the three secretly thought that there was a ghost in their hearts, so they turned around and ran away!

"Why are you running in such a hurry, are you afraid that the concubine will eat you?"

With a long sound, a small bare foot landed lightly on the ground. In addition to the exquisite big gourd on the back, my appearance and temperament are also particularly eye-catching.

No one saw how she jumped here from the second floor, but when she realized it, she was already standing there, looking at Changhao.

Shuten-douji squinted his eyes, and every word he uttered seemed to be filled with infinite drunkenness.

"This little brother, if it's an appetizer, I can eat it clean with the skin and bones."