The daily life of the king of gold

The news that the murderer suspected of sniping and shooting multiple targets was arrested in the Bell Tree tower built by the Suzuki consortium was reported by the news the next day.

At the same time, it was revealed that Jack Waltz, who almost became the target, had framed his colleagues eight years ago, framing and forcing the opponent's family to die, and those things he did secretly were quickly dug out by reporters and spread all over the Internet.

As a result, the stock price of the military supplies manufacturing company he ran plummeted, and he himself was arrested by FBI agents involved in this operation, and he will soon be punished by law.

"Timothy Hunt, a former Navy SEAL sniper known as [Stained Hero], has finally been wronged..."

The morning news in the past two days has almost been broadcasting this matter, but as far as Tiandao Jieyue is concerned, what she cares more about is that she rarely wants to enjoy the night view, but her good fun is ruined.

"I'm really willful."

She smacked her lips, made a comment on herself, turned off the TV, and went to school with her schoolbag.

This week I have to prepare for the exam, so there are no club activities in the whole school, but Tiandao Jieyue got together with the main players from the tennis club during the lunch break as usual, chatting while having lunch, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. terrible.

She was completely used to being with this group of teenagers.

"Did you find it?"

Taki Oginosuke shook the terminal, and the page above displayed the inaccessible words: "【Jungle】suddenly cannot be accessed."

Hearing this, several people with accounts also took out their mobile phones, and after clicking on the website, they found that they were in the same situation as the other party.

Rijiruo searched on the web and projected the terminal screen in mid-air: "Many people have reported that they cannot enter."

Looking at the complaining remarks on the screen, Feng Changtaro touched the back of his head: "...Could it be that it was really blocked?"

"who cares!"

Xiang Riyue smacked his lips, recalled those cases that were exposed, and put the terminal back: "There has been so much trouble, it's good if you can't get in!"

"Right, Birch?"

Takahiro Kawaji, who was asked, was handing a cup to Keigo Atobe. When asked, he glanced over there, but he didn't reply. The boy put his hips on his hips and complained that this person is really nothing but Atobe. No one cares.

The people next to him laughed at him, which annoyed Xiang Riyue, and they frowned like cats, and they started arguing like they were playing.

Because there were no club activities for a week, and exams had to be prepared, Bingdi did not arrange classes in the afternoon, but chose to let students do self-study at school or go home by themselves.

Tiandao Jieyue didn't intend to stay in school, and the review was of little use to her, so she checked the time and rushed to Nanakamado.

As for what Reiji Munakata mentioned on the weekend, I have to wear a puppet costume when I visit Nanakamato Kindergarten...

--she!real!of!very!think!look!

As long as Munakata Reiji and Fushimi Saruhiko are wearing puppet costumes that don't match their appearance, Tendao Yuzuki can't help but want to laugh.

She couldn't help speeding up her pace, but unfortunately, she didn't see the scene she imagined.

"Imperial?"

Seri Awashima was surprised to see the other party here, she stopped in advance, stood at attention and bowed to her: "Why are you here?"

"I heard from Mr. Munakata that you will come here to visit today, so just stop by and take a look."

She already had the words to respond, she smiled slightly and tilted her head, her eyes lingered on the blue uniform of the opponent Scepter4: "Where's Mr. Munakata?"

"The chief is in the square behind."

Seri Awashima didn't notice something was wrong, and made a gesture of invitation to her: "I'll take you there!"

"Then trouble you."

Tiandao Jieyue followed her to the square behind, and saw the light of the sanctuary representing the King of Blue.

The ball was blocked by the sanctuary and fell to the ground, and the boy who threw the ball over widened his eyes in surprise: "Mr. Munakata, what was that beautiful light just now?"

"Oh..."

Reji Munakata put away the sanctuary, and the cyan light turned into light spots and disappeared into the air, showing a very shallow smile to the child who threw the ball from behind him like a prank: "This is my magic trick. "

"magic?"

"Yes, magic. But because it's a secret, you have to keep it a secret from other children, understand?" He told the child in a gentle tone.

"Well, I see..."

Young children are particularly easy to deceive, but they also know how to keep secrets. They picked up the ball just now and ran away happily. When they missed the end of the sky, she heard the other party muttering happily: " This is a secret between Munakata-sensei and me!"

"Director...! Just now!——"

Seri Awashima looked worriedly at the man who opened the sanctuary just because the child threw the ball from behind. The latter nodded to Yuzuki Tendao and interrupted her words: "Awashima-kun."

"Yes!" She responded subconsciously.

"Where's Fushimi-kun?"

"... Fushimi was dragged into the house by the children."

"He is very popular with children." Munakata Reisi nodded, and said again: "Go and watch him, or Fushimi-kun will not be able to handle it."

The woman hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, and after bowing to him, she turned and left the place.

Tiandao Jieyue walked over there and met his usual expression: "Is the power out of control?"

Munakata Reisi didn't answer, put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, and asked her instead: "Why did Yuqian come here?"

"I originally wanted to see the puppet costume you prepared, but it seems that Deputy Chief Awashima rejected it."

She stopped and glanced at the Sirius that had killed Zhou Fangzun: "It must be the burden of killing the king."

"It's just a short-term instability." Reji Munakata adjusted his glasses: "That's all."

"Munakata-kun."

Even the clan couldn't be fooled by this rhetoric, let alone the Heavenly Dao Jieyue who is also the king.

She didn't have much contact with Munakata Reishi, but she was deeply touched by his seriousness and responsibility.

"If you're tired, you can hand things over to your subordinates, and it doesn't matter if you take a break once in a while."

Tiandao Jieyue raised his head, as if he could see the sword of Damocles standing in the air, and blocked his subsequent words: "Because, the king will also be tired."

"I'll give that suggestion a good look."

Munakata Reisi looked at the same place with her, and even though the sword of Damocles was not out of its sheath, they could still see its existence.

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When he saw Reisi Munakata's sword of Damocles on Christmas Eve, Tiandao Jieyue knew that the other party had always been punished for killing the king.

The once intact Blue King Sword was damaged, making him the most dangerous king in this generation.

Tiandao Jieyue wondered if he had gone too far with Scepter4, or if he should reduce the burden on Munakata Reishi, so that there would be one less reliable guy among the kings, and she would be the one who had a headache.

"Yuqian, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her sitting there with her chin in a daze, the rabbit in charge of reporting next to her asked with concern.

"No." Tiandao Jieyue smiled at him: "Go on."

"Yes."

Rabbit nodded and continued: "The foreign forces that entered Yokohama a few days ago harassed the Armed Detective Agency for the inheritance of [Group], but most of them have been resolved and handed over to the military and police."

"The Hong Kong gangsters have no intention of coming forward. They seem to have made peace with the armed detective agency, and they will not interfere with each other..."

Tiandaojieyue also thought of this point, tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair twice, and asked again: "How is Dostoevsky's situation?"

"It's still in the dark. If it's not as expected, he will do it in these two days."

"So, what about the Supernatural Secret Service Division?"

Rabbit recalled the response over there: "They have notified the two organizations."

"Then just wait..." Tiandao Jieyue looked thoughtfully at the gorgeous jacket painting.

The rabbit withdrew after reporting the incident in Yokohama to her, Tiandao Jieyue closed his eyes and rested for a while, and waited until Guochang Road when he returned from going out.

"I'm home?"

Guochang Road walked to her side and bowed first: "I kept you waiting, Yuqian."

"fine."

Tiandao Jieyue saw that he stood up straight again, and began to ask about today's situation. Guochang Lu also answered truthfully: "Guochang Lu's family has confirmed that the late king has passed away. Our family is still operating according to the late king's orders. , but someone in the branch raised a question about the ownership of the Dresden Stone Plate..."

"So, they think that the stone plate should be managed by them?"

"I didn't say it clearly, but I do have this meaning." A trace of disdain flashed in Guochang Lu's eyes.

"You should have taught yourself a lesson, right?" Tiandao Jieyue laughed, twirling the hanging hair with his little finger.

"Of course, they are too presumptuous!"

Guochang Road's tone was a little heavy, and he briefly talked about his warning to Guochang Road's separation, and quickly recovered: "In a short time, they dare not make any more moves."

"They better not be stupid again."

Tolerating the actions of some members of the Guochang Lu family is because of Guochang Lu Dajue's face on the one hand, and because they have not caused much problem.

Wanting to take the untimely bombs like Dresden Stone Plate as his own, Tiandao Jieyue didn't know whether to laugh at their overreaching or admire their strong mentality.

She looked down at the stone plate under her feet, and snorted coldly.

"One more thing."

"Ok?"

Tiandaojieyue looked up and saw Guochanglu took out a gold-plated milky white envelope from his arms and handed it over: "They hope you can attend the banquet in a month's time."

"Hongmen Banquet?" She looked at the crest of the Guochang Lu family on the wax paint, raised her eyebrows, and raised it casually.

Guochang Road was amused by such an adjective, coughed lightly, and replied: "The banquet is held by my family, at least I can be sure that my family will not make those moths."

"Leave it alone then."

She threw the envelope containing the invitation letter on the table: "A month's time is not short, who knows what will happen after that. Let's talk about it when the time is up."

Guochang Road nodded in agreement.

The author has something to say:

Bishuiliu: Are you unable to afford it?

The head of the room always tells Awashima and Fushimi that "the king will not be tired", so let Yuzuki who is also the king tell him "the king will be tired too"!

And Fuximi is really popular with children and animals...

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感谢在2020-04-1015:10:44~2020-04-1117:54:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Ye Luo Zhiqiu 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Feibiqin; 5 bottles of Shidongranju, Mofeiyu; 1 bottle of Gucheng and Yuyunlishang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!