Earn 100 billion for parents

Then the situation in Yokohama proceeded as Fujimaruhara had expected. It was impossible for Port Afia to find their traces, and it was simply nonsense to retrieve the fragments captured by the two.

The old man didn't have time to wait for them to search slowly. After losing the fragments, he felt the vitality in his body was passing away at a terrifying speed. If he couldn't find the fragments soon, he would turn into that lingering appearance again.

He couldn't tolerate this possibility. The most urgent task now is not to find the two thieves, but to find the 'fragment' first. way out.

Take, for example, the outlanders stationed in Yokohama recently.

The two mysterious visitors were nowhere to be found, but Portafia, a conjurer who didn't know what a low-key was, had ten thousand ways to detect their movements.

The conjurers who are rampant and habitual think highly of themselves. In their concept, ordinary people can't see through their concealment at all, but they never thought that Tianwaiyoutian had a complete overturn this time.

Although Conjurer has reached a cooperation with Port Afia, this is an unequal cooperation. For Conjurer, cooperating with Port Afia, a local organization in Yokohama, is a condescension to give them an opportunity.

As for Port Afia, it's not that they don't pay attention to the Conjuration Association at all. A corrupt organization thinks that it hides its arrogance and contempt very well, but they don't know that their ridiculous plot has long been exposed in front of people.

As it is now, the port afia has already started to act before the garrisoned conjurers can get rid of the aftertaste of excitement of getting the fragments.

Xia Youjie's movements were not intentionally hidden. He was the bait that Fujimaruhara had prepared early in the morning, a medium through which the fragments of fakes flowed into the Magic Association.

The young man did it perfectly, and the spark of the dispute was successfully put into the crisis, pushing the situation to develop in the direction Fujimaruhara had expected.

Fu Heisher was editing the information, and Fujimaruhara was studying the ingredient list behind the cup noodles.

After a while, the young man still gave up the option of eating cup noodles for lunch. Although he was a little curious about its taste, the portion was too small for their two big eaters.

Fu Heisher sent out the edited message, looked up at Fujimaru Haraichi, "Tell that fox, seize the opportunity to kill a wave of old man's loyalists, just to make the old man's death more logical."

"This dog-eat-dog scene will probably continue for a long time in the future. I'm really glad that there are some smart people among them, otherwise it will be more troublesome to deal with."

"The group of government guys are still watching, don't take it off."

Compared with the Conjuration Association and Port Afia Fuheshier, they are more vigilant against the Supernatural Secret Service, and sometimes these government-affiliated agencies have darker hands.

Once the information about the Holy Grail is exposed to people, especially if the relationship between Riko and the Holy Grail is exposed, then troubles will be overwhelming.

However, according to the current development, they probably have no chance to play.

Fu Heisher calculated the recent situation, and it seemed to be going smoothly at present, and almost every step was carried out according to the expected plan, but the ominous premonition has been permeating his heart.

The psychedelic dreamland even gradually became clearer, and the dense mist that had been covering it for a long time finally subsided. This illusory memory filled in the mind told Fu Heisher an uneasy future.

When he stepped into Yokohama, he was restless, and Fu Heisher knew that although the situation seemed clear now, the trip would definitely not end so easily.

The man raised his palm, and an invisible silk thread was wrapped around his wrist. The thread hid the stream of light around him, which was just a mass of empty air to the naked eye. This was a safety device just in case.

A sternness flashed in the man's emerald eyes, no matter what bullshit threats, just let him go, this time he will never let anything snatch his treasure.

"Going out to eat? Maybe you can watch the opening of this drama at this time."

The young man's voice interrupted the man's thoughts, and Fuheisher resolutely refused Fujimaru Haraichi's proposal.

"How could there be a store open outside at this time, just stay here honestly."

Fujimaruhara and their safe house have no other residents besides them. It is not an exaggeration to say that the surrounding area is deserted. The villas next to the sea can find some gifts from the sea every now and then. Even these small things are enough to live for a long time. time.

But they haven't reached that level yet, Fujimaruhara prepares a lot of food, even the two of them can eat for a long time, half of them are pre-made dishes, these are the secrets that allow Fujimaruhara to realize the freedom of cooking, Now they are facing a major problem that these pre-made dishes are about to run out.

Without them, the only dish that Fujimaru Haraichi could cook was steamed egg custard. He was very self-aware, and he couldn't feed him enough alone.

Fuheshier yawned and dragged his slippers to the kitchen, "Put that cup of instant noodles aside, and have curry for lunch today."

Although Fu Heisher didn't want to cook much, he would rather do it himself than starve and be poisoned to death.

Curry is very convenient to cook. Fuheshier dug out two large-capacity barrel-shaped saucepans from nowhere, and even wanted to cook more at once.

When the smell of curry filled the villa, the gunfire of the Port Afia and the Conjuration Association was about to start.

The surprise attack on Port Afia was so successful that the conjurers were surrounded before they even had time to react.

This was a battle without any suspense, and the battle was declared over shortly after the artillery fire started.

The conjurers suffered a disastrous loss. The Yokohama branch has been wiped out, and the non-cooperative conjurers have been dealt with on the spot. Except for those who slipped through the net, most of the conjurers have no power to resist and have been killed. It's under control.

It is very unfortunate that the holders of the shards are the few lucky ones.

It's nothing but a bamboo basket to fetch water.

The superficial harmony has been completely torn apart, and the cooperation has been destroyed, so this matter must be resolved before the conjurer's headquarters reacts, otherwise it will not only be a troublesome problem by then.

"Although I can't watch it live, the live broadcast is also very exciting."

Fujimaru Hara refills a plate of curry and enjoys the noisy drama on the screen while eating the curry.

Lucky's movements were monitored all the time. Although his escape was partly due to the efforts of his companions, the decisive role was the trick that Fujimaruhara gave him.

Conflict is not enough, greater conflict needs to be bred, and now is not a good time to take him offline.

"The group of idiots in the magic world are probably still dreaming of getting the shards?" Fu Heisher quickly finished the food on the plate, and returned the message on the phone by the way.

"Mori Ogai?"

"Lantang."

Unexpectedly and logically, this person is a double-edged sword. Fujimaru Hara was already prepared when contacting him, but so far Lantang still favors them, after all, they still have what he wants information.

"Well, to be honest, it's a bit wasteful for this kind of talent to stay in Port Afia."

"Don't think about it, this guy's identity is too troublesome." Fu Heisher interrupted Fujimaruharaichi's fantasy without hesitation.

It's better to talk about each kid, but it would be too troublesome to pick it up.

"Just thinking about it, but no one can tell what will happen in the future."

Fujimaruhara did not continue to dwell on this topic, he turned his attention to the screen again.

Watching the development of things, the brain plans what to do next.

Zhijun is really a good boy, Jiang Wujun and the others are very strict.

The curry plate in front of Fuhesher was already half empty, but the man didn't move his chopsticks, his stomach was almost full, Fujimaru Kazu naturally put the plate in front of the man in front of him, and continued to enjoy the delicious food .

The mellow and soft curry is lingering in every corner of the villa, and the life of the two is very leisurely and peaceful, and it is completely impossible to see that they have just set off a bloodbath.

On the other side, the boys and girls hiding in the new safe house are also very leisurely.

They are now little flying insects living in the cracks. On the one hand, they need to hide from the port of Afia, and on the other hand, they need to stay away from the Conjuration Association. Only the dwelling place is the safest.

Their life in a small house makes them very slow to receive information from the outside world. At least among the young people, apart from Osamu Dazai who is clear about the current situation, the older people such as Gojo Satoru are ignorant of what is happening outside.

Naturally, they would not know that the branch of the Yokohama Conjuration Association had been destroyed.

It can only be said that the strong dragon cannot overwhelm the local snake, and the arrogance of the Conjuration Association has been severely suppressed after this battle.

Osamu Dazai was lying on the sofa reading the manuscript of Sakunosuke Oda, and glanced at the two young men who were fighting in the game world from the corner of their eyes.

What a naive young master, he doesn't have the slightest sensitivity to the situation.

The son of God who was raised on a high platform shrine, who is clean and ignorant of common things, has not really stepped into the world, and naturally does not know the suffering of the world without eating the rain and dew of the world.

Fujimaru Haraichi really found himself a hard job.

Gojo Satoru, his least favorite type of person.

On the contrary, the companion beside him is more interesting, he is a person struggling in the dark.

Compared with the ignorant Wujo Satoru, his looks are more interesting.

But that’s all, they still can’t arouse his great interest, living is already extremely difficult, his limited energy has been exhausted by Chuya and the others, if it wasn’t for Fujimaruhara’s request, he wouldn’t have acted with them at all .

"Their destructive power is at the husky level." Osamu Dazai muttered to himself.

"Husky? Are you going to raise a dog?" Zhong Yuan asked inexplicably.

Osamu Dazai looked at the brilliant ochre-colored hair, with a nasty smile on his face, "Idiot Chuya."

If it is a dog, he already has it.