The strongest spell binding milk wants to change jobs every day

"Well, it's not Huang Ba's vomit, it's just pure magic power. Chuya-kun is like a piece of fat, tempting that hungry wolf in Soso—"

"Tsk." Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his knuckles, "Does that guy have any ideas?"

It seemed that he was planning to go directly to the door to send Ling Suo to heaven.

"No—" Gojo Satoru raised his head irresponsibly, and said cheerfully, "Even if there is, Chuya-kun can't go there."

"No information, no courage?" Nakahara Chuya's face was a little ugly, "Is Mr. Wujo looking for trouble?"

Bai Xue covered her cat's mouth, which could not say anything good, and explained for Wutiaowu: "No, Mr. Zhongyuan couldn't go there because of the surgery. As for the location information... In the past two days, the location we monitored showed that Yansuo has been wandering around the building. Probably looking for an opportunity to strike."

But it's just a coincidence that the Central Plains Social Animal Center has been working overtime in the building for the past two days.

As for the building, after Mori Ogai learned of the existence of the curse spirit, he asked the magic world to lay down countless barriers and seals. Let alone looking for opportunities to start, he couldn't even get in.

"So that's how it is. Recently, quite a few subordinates have had unexpected accidents." Mori Ogai interjected with a smile, "At first I thought it was some other force provoking our port Mafia."

Mori Ogai pressed the remote control at hand, and the list of mafia that had been sorted out in the past few days appeared on the screen.

In just two days, there were as many as three or forty people.

However, the injuries are not particularly serious.

Bai Xue glanced at it and deduced, "It should be the bait that Lusuo found to try to lure Mr. Zhongyuan out. But it is rare to see such a foreshadowing."

"Nakaya-kun is really popular—" Gojo Satoru put his head on Bai Xue's shoulder on the sofa, and his tone was casual and playful, without any sense of tension.

Mori Ogai closed the list, and responded with a smile, "Chuya-kun is indeed very popular, and it's the same internally."

Zhong Yuanzhong uncomfortably lowered the brim of his hat to cover his face.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Bai Xue felt as if she saw the red under the hat.

This…

Ah this...

What kind of innocent little boy is this who gets shy after being teased by his elders?Are you really a mafia?

Do those opponents you crush know that you are so innocent? !

Wouldn't they really be angry? !

Ogai Mori continued to tease, "I don't know how many young girls join the company because of Chuya. I even considered whether to print a poster of Mr. Chuya and put it outside the building."

"boss!"

"Haha just kidding."

After laughing, Mori Ogai restrained his voice, and his dark red eyes shimmered like a prelude to a snake hunting, "Then, may I ask Gojo-kun, why can't Nakaya-kun face that Riso?"

"It's so troublesome to explain. Jie, anyway, it's a brain that goes through your skin, so you explain it." Gojo Satoru stretched his waist and started paddling.

Xia Youjie, who originally thought he could hide and relax, twitched the corner of his mouth and stood up speechlessly.

"Yusuo is a curse master who existed thousands of years ago. In recent years, his activities have been more frequent. The body he has recently used, and the spell he possesses is inaction transformation. Simply put, it is to interfere with the soul, so that the creature can achieve the appearance it wants. "

Nakahara Chuya: "Then why didn't you follow me before?"

"He used my body before."

"Ah...sorry." Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at Xia Youjie, his eyes unconsciously showing sympathy.

"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes..." Xia Youjie rubbed his temples speechlessly, the forehead where his fingertips brushed was smooth, and the traces of sutures had long been eliminated by the treatment system.

He is clean!

"Anyway, because he used my body to perform the spell, the target of the spell is the spell, and Mr. Zhongyuan is essentially biased towards humans. Therefore, it cannot be used as the target of the spell, so it was put on hold."

"But inaction is not enough." Xia Youjie gave an example, "As long as you meet that guy, it will be kneaded like dough."

"Tsk." Nakahara Chuya crossed his hands, and his whole body revealed a wave of impatience.

"So the high school has to take turns to be vigilant—" Gojo Satoru looked regretfully at Bai Xue's palm that was licked by him and quickly pulled away, and gave a suggestion in a drawn-out tone.

Mori Ogai frowned, "Nakaya-kun's daily affairs involve the internal secrets of the port mafia."

"If you don't have guards, your capable general will be gone too—" Gojo Satoru leaned on the sofa and tried to pull Shirayuki's hand back, not paying attention to Mori Ogai at all.

"Besides, in the final analysis, in order to prevent the exorcism, we in the magic circle are very supportive of exorcising first."

"Is Gojo-kun provoking our port mafia?"

"Hahaha how come."

Gojo Satoru hooked the corners of his mouth, his blue eyes looked through the sunglasses, but he was looking at the white snow in front of him.He stretched out his hand to hook Shirayuki's drooping hair, and teased it with a smile, not paying attention to Mori Ogai's piercing gaze.

"After all, Mr. Mori doesn't have any countermeasures for things related to the curse spirit, right? Don't ask me to clean up the mess in the end—"

Mori Ogai was silent for a moment, and said softly, "As Gojo-kun said, our port mafia doesn't have the ability to handle this matter yet."

"Mr. Zhongye."

"Yes, boss."

"Recently, I wronged you and acted together with these magic circles. The specific situation has been planned according to Wujo-kun. The matter in your hand is postponed, and Hongye will handle it first."

"Yes." Nakahara Chuya saluted with his hands on his heart.

Due to various circumstances, Mori Ogai finally agreed to the proposal from the magic world, and Gojo Satoru and his group will provide round-the-clock personal protection for Chuya in the Central Plains.

The few people brought by Wujo Satoru took turns to be vigilant during the day and night.This was originally a very normal arrangement.

But Zhongyuan Zhong, who is a fighting school and still inexplicably pays attention to the matter of respecting the old and loving the young, is also very aggrieved!

After the leader agreed just now, he went out of the office door and came to the lounge. He realized that those who came to take turns guarding him were not only Mr. Wujo and other adults!There are even underage students!

He actually wants a bunch of little devils to be his bodyguards!

Shouldn't the kid be good at school? !Why do you come out and do such a dangerous thing? !

Central Plains? Never went to school? Worked as a minor? Shooting every day? Chuya, I thought so.

But the protest was ineffective, and Nakahara was forced to take over the shift schedule randomly arranged by Gojo Satoru, and arrange accommodation for a group of people from the high school who had been waiting in the lounge.

They didn't go far either, they lived in the building.There are five buildings here, one for training, one for storage, one for office meetings, and the remaining two are private spaces for cadres and leaders.

There is no shortage of lounges.

Even the configuration of the lounge is the standard of a five-star hotel.

Nakahara Chuya led people to the resting room, and Knotaba Yuhito said cheerfully, as if he had seen the dormitory of the high school, "Wow! What a big room!"

"There's also a jacuzzi!" Nagasaki Yarose also showed a happy expression, "There is also a dressing room and a cloakroom in the suite... Is this a city person? It's great!"

"Hey, you two." Fu Heihui covered his face from behind, extremely helpless, "Don't treat this time as a vacation..."

"It's okay, you can take a good rest here." Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood behind them and handed over a bunch of keys, "You can choose any room on this floor. Any one is fine... What are your expressions?"

Knotaba Yuhito and Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei, each holding Fu Heihui, their expressions were stunned with shock, "This...is this the life of a rich man?! They even gave us one floor at a time?!"

"Mafia... so rich!" The two saw the idea of ​​quitting in each other's eyes.

Bai Xue laughed, and squeezed Gojo Wu's hand, "Teacher Wujo, you've lost in showing off your wealth—"

"It doesn't matter at all." Gojo Wujo didn't care about being pressed by Baixue, "Anyway, teacher, I have Baixue sauce, but those mafia are all single!"

Mao Mao's drawn-out tone was full of pride and pride.

People are people, dogs are dogs, cats don’t care about single dogs——

Knotaba Yuhito and Nakahara Nakaya followed Nakahara Nakaya into the room, listened to each other's brief introduction, and exclaimed repeatedly while listening.

"Ah! And welcome fruit!"

"Oh my God, there are TV speakers and projection screens in the dressing room and bathroom here!"

"Wow! There are also a lot of snacks!"

The two high school students followed Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye, like little chicks who have been successfully rotted by the sugar coating of capital, immersed in the happiness of the rich.

At this time, Fu Heihui, who was bought back by Wujo Wuhua for one billion, seemed exceptionally calm.It is in stark contrast to Knotaba Yuhito and Nagasaki Wild Rose.

Xia Youjie couldn't laugh or cry from behind, "Why are you so shocked, have you all seen Wu's consumption level?"

Yuzu Yuhito scratched his head, "Mr. Wujo, the only dessert he buys is a bit more expensive, right?"

Nagasaki Wild Rose pointed her fingers and said, "Except for that very expensive shirt, the price of that guy's other clothes can't be seen."

"Speaking of which, Wujo-sensei didn't buy so many expensive shirts to show off, did he?!" Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei suddenly thought of something, her eyes lit up and she said her guess.

"Pfft." Bai Xue let out a muffled laugh.

This is really wronging my big cat.Based on the price of his shirt, the one that was damaged by Wild Rose and the others was still cheap.

As for Wutiao Maomao's other clothes, they were either custom-made or the current season's styles on the show. If they were really converted into Japanese yen, any one would cost hundreds of thousands of dollars.

"What kind of misunderstanding do you guys have about Wu?" Xia Youjie said helplessly, "Wu has a traditional garden in Tokyo."

"Hiss!" Nagasaki Wild Rose gasped.

"Hiss!" Knotabagi Yujin also gasped.

Xia Youjie:? ?

What's so scary about that?

Did he have a wrong frequency with these two students just now?

He was about to ask the reason when he heard Nagasaki Wild Rose say quietly, "A teacher with a courtyard at home eats the meat from the roadside stall and grabs the meat of the students..."

Xia Youjie: ...What should he say?

Wu, is it you?