The smile never disappears, it only moves from one person's face to another.
The fourth floor of the Adjudication Department.
In the dark corridor,
The place you see is full of corpses lying in a pool of blood. The dark blood flows in all directions like a gurgling river. If you look carefully, the corpses spread out on the ground in this hell are filled with a "scattered" beauty.
It's like a bloody yet exquisite art picture.
It's a pity that in the narration of this painting, the crazy and murderous laughter of a man is very abrupt, like a fruit farmer waiting for the harvest, full of joy and extreme madness, like a fruit farmer waiting for the harvest after a long drought.
Although it doesn't sound right to say it.
The news coming out of the World Bank Building shocked and angered countless big shots in the entire Shangjing metropolitan area, and made the Shangjing Security Bureau feel numb and anxious.
Only the man in front of me.
The second judge, Puso Wiseman, still has the opportunity to pick the fruit that has grown to a rich harvest, but it is difficult for him not to be ecstatic at this time.
"Kimura Hakutaku" standing opposite him stared at the man in front of him who covered his face and laughed wildly.
After a moment, he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, "It seems that I missed something, but it doesn't matter. In my plan, he should have died in your hands."
After hearing this, Puso Wiseman slightly raised his head and glanced at the other party. The smile on his face gradually faded away, and a chilling meaning flashed through his slightly lowered eyes, "Although I do want to kill him.
That’s right, but what you said made me very unhappy.”
"Be careful, I'll kill you first."
He raised his head slightly, his eyes instantly revealed a completely undisguised murderous intent.
The judge reporting on the side felt as if his skin was stinging, and he quickly lowered his head to cover up his slightly trembling body under the black execution uniform.
'Kimura Hakutaku' seemed to smile without feeling anything at all, shook his head and said, "It seems that you still don't understand what kind of existence is standing in front of you. Becoming the butcher's knife in 'my' hand is not
What a shame."
"You say so?"
Although he was saying the last four words while looking at the demon sword Pusuo Wiseman, the focus of his smiling eyes did not fall on Pusuo Wiseman, which immediately caused the accumulation of
The dark corridor like hell filled with countless corpses was filled with a strange aura.
"You seem to want to be the butcher of my butcher knife?" Puso Wiseman's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he revealed a bright smile, "In this building, there are only
A butcher, but it's not you."
"You are just fish on the chopping board."
When the voice fell,
The smile on the corner of Pousso Wiseman's mouth was so brilliant that he was crazy. Every time he thought that he would finally harvest the fruit by himself, he would tremble with excitement and intoxication.
Especially after what happened in Baibai Port, this time he had to "pick" all the parts of the opponent's body bit by bit with his own hands.
And then preserve it perfectly.
But he didn't mind having some appetizers before the final harvest.
Just like the man in front of me.
bass-!
The blade of the blade passed through the scabbard, reflecting a dazzling light in the dark corridor. The demon sword Muramemaru had appeared in the man's hand at some point.
This Murasameru, which had been drinking so much blood during this period, the blade seemed to be slowly flowing with a touch of dark red blood in the faint light, adding a bit of a coquettish and bloody atmosphere to this demonic sword.
"Fish on the chopping board?"
'Kimura Hakutaku' stared at Puso Wiseman holding the demon sword Muramemaru, feeling the slight suffocation that seemed to be swallowed up by a huge wave of blood, and the smile on his face couldn't help but become stronger.
.
He suddenly said without thinking, "As a human being, you are indeed good enough and even perfect. If it had been earlier, I believe I would have chosen you."
After a pause, he shook his head again and said, as if talking to himself, "It's a pity that some things cannot be replaced at will, but 'he' is pretty good."
"Well, since the master is not at home, let's say goodbye today." Kimura Hakutaku finally sighed.
"Goodbye? It's a pity. It seems that there is only a way in here, and there is no way out." Pousso Wiseman licked his lips and lowered his body slightly, like a bird lurking in the darkness, ready to go.
hunter.
"Really?" 'Kimura Hakutaku' smiled and raised his ordinary right hand.
Almost at this moment,
The invisible pressure of order was released from Puso Wiseman, filling the entire dark corridor in an instant like a bursting dam.
A blood-red sword light that could not be seen directly tore through the darkness in the corridor in an instant and swept straight towards the opponent.
In front of this terrifying sword light, 'Kimura Hakutaku' still had a faint smile on his cheek.
His raised right hand didn't have any power fluctuations, and he just placed it gently on the wall of the passage next to him.
I don't know if it's an illusion.
The huge building beneath the feet of the Adjudication Division seemed to tremble slightly, and then the walls seemed to groan under the weight.
Boom—!
An unparalleled power suddenly burst out from inside the wall!
The extremely solid obsidian wall of the Adjudication Department burst into a huge hole like fragile craft glass, and the strong wind suddenly poured in.
lightning morning dew,
That red light with murderous intent suddenly flashed past.
Tear open the darkness!
Cut through the space!
But it didn't touch any body.
In the deep darkness,
With his back to Puso, who suddenly exploded the wall, Wiseman slowly turned around. His side face, half hidden in the darkness, glanced uncertainly at the huge passage that exploded in the wall in an instant, and he frowned.
He frowned slightly consciously.
This man is very strange.
The inquisitor who was following Puso Wiseman stayed on the spot for a long time. At this moment, he seemed to react belatedly and hurried over at a trot.
"Sir, are you okay?"
"Do you look like something's wrong with me?"
Puso Wiseman turned his head and asked in an understatement.
The judge noticed the unreleased anger hidden under the man's calm words, and quickly lowered his head and said, "Sir, he shouldn't have run far yet. Do you want to join forces with the people from the Beijing Security Bureau to arrest him?"
Puso Wiseman narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this. The air around him seemed to have become much colder. After a while, he slowly said:
"That's not an important thing."
After a pause, he turned around, stared at the newly promoted young judge, and said softly, "The most important thing now is not to summon all the power of the Judgment Division in Beijing to cooperate with the World Government's city-wide blockade to arrest him.
To arrest and punish the lawless man who had the audacity to attack the World Bank?”
Having said this, Demon Sword Pusuo Wiseman's lips curled up into a smile.
He was banned from going to Beijing by the old man. He originally thought that he would not be able to harvest the greedy fruit in the short term, but he did not expect that the other party actually took the initiative to deliver it to his door.
After experiencing so many twists and turns, it still hangs on the branches full of desire.
Waiting for his picking.
What could be more fortunate than this in the world?
All I can say is.
All this is fate.
Thinking of this, Pousso Wiseman's mood that he had just "escaped" from him because of "Kimura Hakutaku" was gone, and he couldn't wait to start this life-and-death chase between the hunter and his prey.
When the young judge saw this, his heart suddenly trembled. He immediately lowered his head and responded repeatedly, but his eyes involuntarily glanced at the other party's lower body, and then quickly withdrew his gaze.
he knows,
Someone is going to suffer.
There may be far more than one person who will suffer.
You must know that once the Adjudication Division intervenes in the blockade of the upper Kyoto metropolitan area and conducts a blanket search, it will inevitably dig deep. By then, those undocumented households with no residential status, unemployed vagrants, and families struggling to make ends meet who are at the bottom of the Kyoto metropolitan area will probably all be killed.
To be dragged into this huge death vortex.
But he was not sympathetic.
In his eyes, those people were nothing more than a group of cockroaches in the sewers. A few more would die, and a few less would die.
What does it matter?
Cockroaches live in sewers.
I'm afraid it's not just because I like the environment here, but also a very important point is that probably every mature and developed city in the world has a mature sewer system.
This is not the first time Higashinohara has entered the sewer.
However, this time he left the World Bank Building through an unknown pipe, and immediately shuttled through the dazzling sewer system that crisscrossed the center of Kyoto like a spider web.
At this moment, I had no idea where I was.
Compared to the sewers in Wano New Tokyo, the sewers here in Kamikyo are countless times larger and have a longer history.
It was first built thousands of years ago when the gods established the city here. After thousands of years of continuous transformation, repair and expansion, the complexity of this crisscrossing sewer that extends in all directions is no less than a large maze.
I'm afraid even the staff responsible for daily maintenance need to have a circuit map to avoid getting lost.
At this time, listening to the gurgling sound of water in his ears and holding Dorothy Alita in his arms, Higashinohara took advantage of the dim light and glanced up at the man who was silently leading the way in front, limping while walking.
man.
After a moment of silence, Higashinohara finally couldn't hold back and asked, "You seem to be familiar with this place."
Apart from the sound of water excreting in the sewer, it was very quiet, and Higashinohara's modest voice seemed particularly clear.
When the man named Shura of the Jaeger Organization heard this, he paused for a moment and did not look back. He just said with some self-deprecation as he walked, "You have to understand, like us little people with no status at the bottom of Shangjing, there are always one or two skills.
Only with decent survival skills can you survive, right?"
"Indeed."
Higashinohara nodded in agreement, and then changed his tone, "But the 'familiarity' I just referred to is the secret passage that leaves the World Bank Building and enters the sewer."
That's right.
When more than ten minutes ago,
When Higashinohara carried Dorothy Alita and Shura downstairs, they were almost surrounded by people outside.
All streets within a radius of several hundred miles radiating out from the World Bank Building as the center were blocked, and all vehicles were prohibited.
The black-clad enforcement teams from the Beijing Security Bureau and the Adjudication Department solemnly blocked every important intersection around them. There were countless black helicopters like falcons hovering in the sky, and I was afraid not even a mosquito could fly out.
If it weren't for the man in front of him codenamed "Shura" who led him into such a secret passage and entered the sewer.
I'm afraid that at this moment, he has already been fighting in a group with the people who are constantly surrounding him outside. Even Dorothy Alita can't care about it. How can he be walking in this quiet sewer as peacefully as he is right now?
.
The man walking in front heard Higashinohara's words, but this time he suddenly stopped, turned around, glanced at Higashinohara, and then said with a wry smile:
"You can see it too, right?"
"Yes, I have actually been preparing for this day for many years, but I have never made the determination."
"I'm not afraid of death. With such a terrifying behemoth as the Nine Family, anyone who collides with it will not be surprised if he dies."
"I'm just afraid of such an indifferent death. After I go to hell, my family members will ask me why I died like this without doing anything."
Speaking of this, the expression on the man's face became a little serious. He stared at Higashinohara and said with great sincerity:
"So I'm very grateful to you. Thank you for helping me kill them. Then I can die in peace."
Speaking of which,
A satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Die in peace.
Just four words,
But it shows that at the same time as he said these words, what a heavy stone was lifted from the man in front of him.
"It's not time to die yet."
Higashinohara smiled, raised his head and said, "We will all live on, live gracefully and brilliantly. This is what your family wants, isn't it?"
"It's a beautiful thing to be alive, but the identities of the people you kill are too sensitive."
The man was slightly startled when he heard this, but then a wry smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hand and pointed at the sewer ceiling above his head.
"At this moment, there are people searching for you above our heads. With my ability, I can only take you out of the World Bank building temporarily, but I can't let you and your woman leave safely.
This city.”
"It won't be safe here for long, right?" Higashinohara had a thoughtful expression on his face after hearing this.
The man nodded silently, turned his head and looked at the endless dark passage with no light in front of him, sighed and said:
"Even at this moment, I estimate that someone from the Beijing Security Bureau and the Adjudication Department has already responded and is starting to search this huge underground maze in a place where we can't see."
This sentence instantly broke the sense of security brought by the brief silence. In the dim light, the man's eyes fell on the clown mask on Higashinohara's face.
For some reason, he didn't feel any nervousness from the other party.
"Oh? You mean there are several teams of people who have already started to investigate this place?" Higashinohara suddenly asked.
"Well, the first time we met, we would not encounter more than a group of people at most."
The man sighed, thinking he had guessed Higashinohara's thoughts, "Yes, you should be able to handle it with your strength, but those people are just the advance team. Once our exact location is determined, the next step will be an endless pursuit.
kill."
As he finished speaking, a slightly gratifying yet somewhat abrupt word suddenly rang out from the sewer.