no worldly appeal

Just waking up, Saku Le, who was still a little confused, hugged her little bear tightly, not daring to make a sound.

Is she dreaming?If it wasn't a dream... how could such a terrible thing happen?

The man in black in front of him was holding some kind of gun that she had never seen before, and he had an aura that made Saku Le fearful.

That's the type of guy she probably only came into contact with as a baby... why is there such a guy in the house.

Being roughly thrown aside, and being protected by his older brother Yusuke, Saku Le pulled his clothes tightly, trembling all over.

"There are five children in the house here," said one of them, "take them away."

The others nodded, picked up a child one by one, ignored them crying suddenly, covered their mouths and opened the door.

To their surprise, there was a person standing outside the door.

The blue-haired young man stood alone at the door. There seemed to be dark blood splatters on the fishnet-pattern sweater. He didn't have any weapons on his hands or waist. He just watched them with interest like looking at prey. There are obvious suture scars entrenched above.

Obviously, it was not Sakunosuke Oda, the adoptive father of these children.

Then it's not their goal, these children can't die before that.

So it's for death?

The person holding the child retreated silently, while others raised their guns to shoot, but their wrists were wrapped with slippery tentacles.

The speed is too fast, even the battle-tested guy is a beat slower in this sudden attack.

Looking at it again, the lower body of the young man has turned into a group of tentacles like an octopus, and quickly pulled back the other people who reacted and retreated through the broken window. flexible.

There was a sound of going up the stairs from the side of the stairwell, and then the owner of the restaurant appeared at the stairs on the second floor.

"Mr. Zhenren, I'll get you what you want..." He looked at the scene in front of him and took a breath, "This is it?"

"Ah, it's my supernatural ability." The real person lied without blinking, "Because this supernatural ability has always been discriminated against, I didn't expect it to be used to save people..."

His heterochromatic pupils shone coquettishly under the light, "That's great."

"It turned out to be like this." In fact, the fat boss who was frightened slightly calmed down, and comforted, "You are really a good person, it is wrong to discriminate against you... All in all, today is really hard for you."

He was almost killed just now, but the real person appeared at the first time and smashed these people into the wall.

And saved so many children...

The boss glanced at a few children who seemed to have no major problems, but were a little frightened, and heaved a sigh of relief, "Shall we leave here first? Take the children and leave here first!"

The real person thinks this is not possible, and it is hard to find so many people.We have to find a way to get this boss away.

He thought for a while, "These people can't beat me, so it shouldn't be a problem if they come again. But I need someone to inform Mr. Oda—is the signal here blocked?"

"Yes." The boss nodded, "Then I'll go."

He said worriedly, "How about...killing them, what if they fight back? Even if you want to leave people for Mr. Oda to take away, you don't have to keep all of them."

Plan pass.

The real person said with a sad face, but the tentacles stuffed in the mouths of these humans to prevent them from committing suicide were trembling and laughing, "Please don't worry about me, please inform Mr. Oda first. These people can be handed over to me first."

His tentacles moved, and the eyeballs inlaid on them rolled violently under the light, and a dense black flocculent object slid down.

The restaurant owner was taken aback and nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll go right away."

He piled up the rags and ropes he brought on the stairs, then went downstairs to drive again, and contacted him at the address that Oda Sakunosuke had left for him.

There were still a few rolling eyes on the tentacles, Shinji tentatively stretched out his hand to touch it, and was patted moderately.

His original fear dissipated a little, and he tentatively asked, "Brother Zhenren?"

"Is something wrong?" The real person asked a little impatiently.

"Can you put us down?" Shinji suppressed his fear and asked, "Who are these people, they are so fierce..."

Saku Le, who was behind him, also touched the tentacles curiously, feeling the sticky feeling, and then touched again, "The touch is different from that of the little bear... so interesting!"

"It's kind of like an octopus!" Katsumi said.

Makoto: ... a bit annoying.

He could see that these little carrot heads were still scared, so they simply put the person down, grabbed another tentacle and looked at them, before continuing to do other things.

He replaced the tentacles that bound these people with rags and ropes, and smoothly lifted up the humans below, and the real person rinsed the tentacles he pinched out in the sink a little disgusted.

To be honest, it's kind of annoying... These guys really have everything in their mouths, and it hurts a bit.

The intruder, who was tied up and had a rag in his mouth, did not appear to be in any emotion and did not speak.

They are all trained soldiers, and even in this situation, they will never waver.

But Daoist didn't have any intention of interrogating them.

He only does things according to his own interests. Where these people come from and what they plan to do has nothing to do with him. Anyway, it's his game now.

After thinking about whether to remove the children, the real person thoughtfully chose to let them accept the cruel side of society.

He retracted the tentacles and returned to a normal human appearance before pinching one of them in the face.

"Don't worry." The real person said with a smile, unaware of how frightening his current image is, "Thank you for coming so far, I will treat you well."

-

When Kusano Huali came back with Gojo Satoru, the first thing that greeted her was the mess all over the floor.

Holding the bowl, she froze for a moment, then subconsciously glanced nervously at Gojo Satoru.

"Shouldn't this be done by a real person?" Kusano Huali said cautiously.

I hope not, otherwise she felt that the real person would be wiped out by Gojo Satoru on the spot.Real people aren't that stupid, are they?

"No." Wujo Wu said leisurely, "But the person who did these things seems to be still in the hands of the real person."

He avoided the overturned chair and walked up the stairs, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

Kusano Huali nodded and followed his footsteps.

When they walked upstairs, they just caught up with the real person to finish handling the scene.

He thought about it, observed the children next to him, grabbed a person and touched some blood on his face, and then used their weapons to make a few gestures on his clothes, creating traces of fighting with them.

Then I turned my hand into a mirror, and I was quite satisfied with myself who looked a little pitiful in the mirror.

The prisoner who had been tortured for several rounds fell to the ground and passed out. Five children shivered and huddled in the corner. They didn't know what the little brother who was so funny when he played with them was doing. People make such terrible noises.

They sobbed softly, covering each other's ears and not listening, as if they were frightened.

But the real person didn't let them go.

He casually picked up a child and asked, "Don't I look pitiful now?"

Yu let out a sob, nodded, and struggled a few more times.

Seeing the sound of footsteps, he shrank back subconsciously, "Someone..."

"It's Huali and the others are back." Zhenren put You back to the other children with a bit of boredom, "It's so boring..."

Sure enough, it's more interesting not to get it.

"What's boring?" Kuano Huali scanned around, "I just went back to find a magic tool, what happened here?"

She glanced at the human beings who had obviously been transformed by Wuwei, and then transformed back, and then at the disheveled real person who seemed to have gone through a fierce battle, "These people are..."

"It's the guy who attacked us." The real person said.

After a pause, he added, "He's not a good guy, he's terrible, the kind who doesn't hold back—" So don't scold him for playing around.

Kusano Huali looked at the frightened child squatting in the corner, and sighed, "Got it."

She pulled the real person away, walked in front of the five children, touched their heads one by one, and hugged them.

"Has someone gone to notify Mr. Oda?" Kusano Hanagi had a headache, thinking about how to coax these children, "I feel like the car behind is gone, and the boss has gone?"

And I didn't expect to be dragged into the melee of such an illegal organization. This was the first time.

After all, although it is true that the small group of curse spirits existed illegally in the past, it is a bit reluctant to call it an organization with just a few curse spirits.

The curse master can be regarded as an organization, but now he has abandoned the tradition of cursing people for a living, and went to work with the curse master.

"That's right." The real person glanced at the children huddled in Cao Yehuali's arms, "He's going by himself."

He thought for a while, and then walked over, "I'm also terrified!"

Kusano Huali: ...Looking at how energetic he is, he can still act like a baby, without any signs of being frightened at all.

She patted his head perfunctorily, looking at the messy room with a group of people piled up, she simply led a few children who had started to feel sleepy but held her tightly to stand up.

"Go upstairs and sleep." Kusano Hanari said, "Mr. Gojo can help—huh?"

Gojo Satoru picked up one of them and shook it with interest, but the teeth and other things hidden in his mouth came out.

"Wow, great." He said, and then picked up the others and piled things up one by one.

Kusano Huali silently bypassed them and took the five children to the room on the third floor to sleep.

When she went downstairs, she saw Oda Sakunosuke who smelled like gunpowder.

He looked like he was going crazy with worry, he hurried up the stairs, he seemed to be in a bad mood, his eyes were bloodshot.

Before Oda Sakunosuke asked the question, Kusano Hanari pointed to the third floor.

"The kids are all right," she said. "Just fell asleep. Don't worry about it, but we're alive here."

The tense Oda Sakunosuke nodded, and ran up with her.

He gently pushed open the door of the room, and he was relieved when he saw the children huddled together and sleeping peacefully.

After sorting out his emotions a little bit, and confirming that there were no wounds on the children one by one, Oda Sakunosuke was finally relieved.

He drew the curtains, closed the door, and went downstairs.

Osamu Dazai, who finished processing the temporary information, also arrived at this time.

He and Oda Sakunosuke looked at each other, "How is the child?"

"No problem." Oda Sakunosuke said, "When I came, Ms. Kusano had already arrived."

Osamu Dazai nodded calmly, "I see."

On the way he came, he ran into the owner of the restaurant, settled down by the way, and knew the ins and outs of the matter.

The curse spirit named Zhenren sneaked into Yokohama, and rescued him by accident.

However, this kind of thing actually happened... Is Mafia's control over Yokohama weak, or is there something going on behind the scenes from him?

When Osamu Dazai pushed the door open, he realized that the eyes of everyone in the room and the curse spirit were on him.

Captives who fainted and piled up into a small mountain bag did not count.

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Woke up late, so a little late orz