Big guys are my vests

Zenyuan Shier, no, it should be called Fu Heisher now, and it has been three hours since he picked him up to the safe house.

Just to be clear, he wasn't out of kindness—

"Do you know how much your eyes are worth on the black market?" Fu Heisher, who had lost a fortune in horse racing, took a dagger and stroked Sleeping Beauty's eyes. The tip of the knife barely stopped above the white eyelashes.

Looking down, the man frowned slightly and closed his eyes tightly, unable to answer his question.

The white hair was damp with sweat and limply stuck to his cheeks, and there were occasional gasps of enduring pain from between his lips and teeth.

It looks a lot pleasing to the eye.Fu Hesher thought.

He would never forget how the two confronted each other in the alley a few hours ago.

The white-haired man knelt on the ground and struggled to support his body. He was obviously in an absolute disadvantage, but the killing intent condensed around his body made his skin goosebumps layer upon layer.

Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages and taking reckless risks can both be used to describe Fu Hesher's code of conduct, and everything depends on the thickness of his wallet.

Unfortunately, his account balance is negative today.

The curse spirit spit out a long knife, and Fu Heisher held the handle of the knife, examining it and stepped forward step by step.

When he was still at home in the Zen Academy, he once saw the young Wujo Wu from a distance.Those eyes are filled with stars and the moon is full of stars, with extreme indifference, not like a real person.

Right now, it's hard to tell what Fu Heisher is thinking.

However, seeing the six azure blue eyes covered with a layer of shadow, a secret pleasure filled his heart basely.

No one is always on top, and neither is God.

On the other side, Tsukimi Ritou could only hear the buzzing in the body of "Gojo Satoru".It hurts too much... The aftertaste of gouging out the organs is repeated over and over again.

Since being noticed by the world consciousness, the character ability cannot be used, and he is in a sealed state at the beginning.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the black-haired killer approaching with a knife, and Tsukimi Ritsu was afraid that he would not be able to think of a countermeasure, so he directly BE popped up the game in the next second.

He quickly ran through the plot of the open beta service in his mind... Very good, he only remembered that the black-haired man was from the Zenyuan family. Hei Hui.

All invalid information!

There are still five steps, four steps, three steps before the tip of the knife is aimed at the head... Tsukimi Riko watched the other person approaching, pursed his lips, and brainstormed.

The black-haired man had scars at the corners of his mouth, gloomy eyes, decadence and madness coexisting, almost overflowing his pupils.

If Rito Tsukimi didn't know that this is Tokyo, he would think it without hesitation——the eyes of a standard meteor street person.

So here comes the question, how did a member of the Yusan family end up working as a killer for a living?

He tried his best to recall, Fuheshier... It seems that he didn't inherit the technique of the Chanyuan family. He was a rebel, a powerful man who was dissatisfied with the status quo.

In the blink of an eye, Risu Tsukimi grasped the tail of inspiration - as a person with chaotic camps, Fu Heisher must be happy to see a "small" change in the world.

He struggled to change to a more comfortable position, leaning his back against the wall and supporting the ground with one hand.

His steel-blue eyes narrowed slightly, he squinted at the person coming, and said lightly, "It's you."

Obviously, "Five Enlightenment" is not Wujo Enlightenment, and Fu Heisher will not fail to see it.An older six-eyed, easily reminiscent of time reversal.

Tsukimi Rito pretends to be from the "future", and he does know a part of the future, which is the plot.

Fu Heisher stopped as expected, he didn't think Gojo Satoru would know who "Fu Heisher" was.The tone of the other party seemed as if the two had dealt with each other before.

After approaching, Fuheshier recognized the other party's faded childish face from under the blood stains, and God carved him to show his sharpness.

That's not what 15-year-old Gojo Satoru would have looked like.

"Six Eyes is not your age," he said.

Tsukimi Ritsu noticed that the muscles under the black-haired man's exercise uniform were still tense, and the other party might attack at any time.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, as if looking at another older man through the black-haired killer: "You were not so eloquent when you died."

Tsukimi Rito's answer admits that time goes back in disguise.

So in the future, he died at the hands of Gojo Satoru?

Fuheshier didn't feel offended, no one knew his fate better than him.He was a bit surprised to accept the order to assassinate Gojo Satoru.

"Look at your miserable state...do you want to give me a chance to avenge yourself?" He whistled and gripped the handle of the knife tightly.

"Revenge..." Tsukimi Ritsu chewed on his words, "It's not wrong to some extent."

"Zen, Yuan, even, Er," he called out the man's last name word by word, "If it were you, how many years would it take to reshuffle the magic world?"

"No, I should ask, have you thought about it?"

He stood up staggeringly, his eyes gradually changed, the darkness in his eyes was almost the same as that of the black-haired man.

The harsh curvature of the white-haired man's mouth was quenched into Fu Heisher's heart like poison.

It's an interesting, very interesting proposition.he couldn't help thinking.

Before he could give a response, Tsukimi Ritsu approached him step by step, and his extremely aggressive gaze went straight into the black pupil:

"How about bringing a little joy to your barren life?"

The white-haired man whispered in his ear: "In just two years, I can do what you can't do in your lifetime."

From Fu Heisher's point of view, the bright eyes of "Wujo Wu" are so cold that they are almost divine.

It seems that what he confides between his lips and teeth is not the difficult task of eradicating Shen Ke's family, but just a plaything of the gods, which can be shaped into the shape he wants by moving his fingers.

Just like Adam's apple, eat the condemned man.

The man laughed lowly, and he didn't know who he was mocking.

Wujo Satoru in front of him was not like a finely crafted flower watered by the family, but an evil ghost crawling back from hell just like himself.

Somewhere, Fu Heisher was inspired... What a good person can't do, a devil can't.

A person with sufficient strength wants to muddy the water, no matter what the purpose is, why should he not do it?

Of course the premise is——

"My price is not low." Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows in response.

Yuejian Risu let out a snort, stopped trying to hold on, let his eyes go dark, and passed out.

For the sake of the future patron, Fu Heisher withdrew the long knife worth [-] million yuan, pulled the man out of his arms, and carried him back quite roughly.

Temporary safe house.

Fu Heisher threw the person on the bed casually, regardless of whether the wet sticky blood stained the bedding.

What price can match what service, not to mention that he hasn't received a penny now.

"Correcting hundreds of millions is not too much." Fu Heisher rubbed his chin and said to himself.

There are a lot of people who buy news from the east of the city on the black market. He has no contract spirit, and after a few phone calls, he got hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Fu Heisher was about to make a call, but Yuejian Risu struggled to wake up and stopped him.

He subconsciously wrapped the airtight mask, stretched out one hand and silently pressed on the black-haired killer's shoulder.

For a moment, Fu Heisher almost exploded and hurt someone, but when he thought that the money hadn't arrived, he controlled it in time.

When he was carried back, Yue Jian Risu was sober, but Yu Yu's body was on the verge of collapse, and he could hardly do anything now.

Taking advantage of his coma, he studied the role card mission in detail.

[Task 100, Tokyo's deterrence degree reaches [-]%, and the time limit is two years. 】

[Task [-]. Select and cultivate an heir, currently unbound. 】

In addition, in response to the problem of world consciousness rejection, the system automatically perfected a task-to explain the source to the heir and be convinced. This progress is linked to the character's ability.

Mission [-] is actually the same as what he said to fool Heisher. The starting point of the public beta plot is in [-], and the test server is set to be in [-].

According to the plot of the open beta, it is not difficult to know that the so-called high-level mantras must have ghosts.

Tsukimi Riko intends to make two-handed preparations. First, go back as "Gojo Satoru" to inherit the position of Gojo Patriarch. The successor of task 15 will naturally choose the [-]-year-old Gojo Satoru himself.

Although the Yusan family can't talk about it among the high-level, it is a family of veteran conjurers after all, and the sources of news must be different.

At the same time, he considered using another identity to infiltrate the villain.

"Central Plains Chuya" does not work, the task shows that the bound city is Yokohama. "Krollo Rushiru" is the best choice.

Two years is still too short a mission.

If you want to maximize deterrence, each bomb must be planted in the long river of time in advance, and it is best to concentrate the explosion so that the two parties have no time to react.

The high-level is not monolithic, even if it was 13 years ahead of time, I'm afraid he has already infiltrated part of the high-level as his pawns, and his movements must be faster...

Yuejian Risu was thinking about it in his heart, and at the same time, he heard that the new "partner" had changed hands and bought him for a good price...

At least he came into contact with the first time bomb.He consoled himself.

The mantra of "Five Satoru" is fine for himself, but once he tries to apply it to others, the heavy obstructions from all directions will hold him back.

Fortunately, the body of "Wujo Wu" has been tempered to a powerful state. Just from the page, he does not give way to the heaven and the bound tyrant in front of him, with a sense of oppression.

"Where is the Wujo house?" Tsukimi Ritsu's voice was hoarse, her face expressionless and pretentious.

The person in front of him narrowed his eyes dangerously. The basis of Fuheshier's decision to play was based on the fact that the white-haired man was "five enlightenment". Without this condition, it would be just empty talk.

The other party didn't know where Wutiao's house was... Several guesses flashed through Fu Heisher's mind, and finally looked at his six eyes that could not be faked, and gave up the idea.

"There is no need to doubt, there is no Yusan family in my world for a long time." Yue Jian Risu said lightly.

Word games.

Tsukimi Ritsu clearly remembers the background he set for the card "Gojo Satoru" - the commoner of Sugawara Takatsuji's family, who fled from the historical line not wanting to become a magician, until the dark continent separated the world, the last of the five bloodlines A young lady lives on Meteor Street.

There has never been a Wutiao family in the Hunter World, and it is certainly true to say that there is no Yusan family.

It's just that in the current scene, it sounds like Yusanjia was completely wiped out in the long river of history due to the turmoil in the magic world.

Even because of the cold smile of the white-haired man, Fu Heisher couldn't help guessing that the other party's handwriting was in it.

His throat tightened, and the blood in his veins suddenly rushed.

When he was young, Fu Heisher didn't think that the damn Zenyuan family would disappear from the world one day, but he was finally defeated by the bondage.

Heaven and bondage made him and bound him,

A rebellious, chaotic wizarding world?

He was full of malice, expecting.

"That's really good news." Fuheshier wrote down five home addresses and two strings of numbers.

"The bank card number and my phone number." He handed it over, "The rescue fee is [-] million, remember to transfer it to my account. I will contact you next time I have a mission."

……

As expected of you, Fuheshier, you said [-] million.

Before that, "Do you have clean clothes? I'll change." Tsukimi Riko looked at the clothes on her body with disgust.

Fu Heisher dug out a set of black casual clothes, found a towel and two bottles of water, and threw them to Tsukimi Riko.

"Temporary safe house, no bathroom, the young master will make do with it."

Hearing his address, Tsukimi Riko sneered, but didn't specifically correct him.

Barely wiping off the blood on his body, the black-haired killer's clothes were a little too big on Tsukimi Riko's body.

His body shape is not as exaggerated as Fuheshier, just like the strengthening system.Muscles lie dormant under the surface, and only show some clues when they are exerting force.

After a short rest, before leaving, Tsukimi Ritsu casually mentioned: "If there is a channel, you can sell my news to Tokyo."

"Information is about timeliness."

Fu Heisher understood what he meant, and the other party planned to bring his identity to the surface, and if he was too late, it would become invalid information.

Tsukimi Risu glanced at him, thinking that the relationship between him and Fuheshier was more fragile than that between Hisoka and Kuroro.

Instead of waiting for the other party to come out with vague false news, it is better for him to open up and speak clearly.

"If the price is high enough, you can also sell the information that 'Wujo Satoru' has not recovered from his serious injury." He dropped a bomb, which was a clear indication of the plastic cooperation between the two.

On the contrary, Fu Heisher is not sure. People who have not had direct contact with "Wujo Satoru" probably have a hard time imagining how high his strength has reached.

Seriously injured and unhealed is the description of "Wujo Satoru" to himself, but facing most useless magicians...

Moreover, does "the price is high enough" imply that the other party has made some recent moves?

Fu Heisher could almost imagine that the hunter who came smelling the fishy smell turned into someone's chess piece...

Casually released a smoke bomb and left, Tsukimi Ritsu teleported to Kyoto.

Plan the first step - become the head of the house.