Several paper cranes flew out of the alley, quickly gathered and folded in the corner, and gradually transformed into human shapes.
"Cough cough cough..." Yuri Heizhe weakly supported the corner of the wall, bent down, and coughed violently. Every time he coughed, he would bring out dark blood and splash it on the ground under his feet.
His face was extremely pale.
One person fights four oracles alone. The injuries he suffered are far more serious than they look. The other injuries are not bad. The main reason is that the attacks left by the "sickness" on him are extremely destructive.
Disease, this kind of injury is more terrifying than those wounds of flesh and blood.
After coughing for a long time, he stood up unsteadily, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked slowly towards the end of the alley, his eyes full of determination.
At the end of the alley, on the other side of the corner, a tall and thin young man wearing a dark blue surgical robe was standing under the streetlight, his long snow-white hair trailing to the ground like a waterfall, his cross-star-shaped eyes looking around curiously, looking at the surroundings.
Everything is full of novelty.
This kid...is taller than I thought?
Yuri Heizhe looked at him quietly and thought to himself, but when he saw the other person's thin and pale body, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.
That was his and Kazamatsu Akiko's child, Yurina's younger brother, Yurina Takibai.
He has been waiting for this moment for thirteen years.
Now, he was standing in front of him.
Yuri Heizhe's heartbeat quickened, the corners of his mouth raised, and he couldn't help but want to go up and greet him, and say to him: "Hey boy, I am your father, come home with me"...
But as soon as his feet stepped out, they stopped in mid-air...
He hesitated.
To him, Yuri Takibai was the child he had been searching for for thirteen years, but to Yuuri Takibai, he was a stranger who abandoned himself in the Pure Land and was tortured for thirteen years...
I walked up to him rashly, told him that I was his father, and asked him to go home with me. Will he go with me?
It's unlikely...even his father's identity will arouse the other party's resentment, even hatred.
At this moment, Yuri Heizhe's mind was in chaos. Guilt and self-blame were constantly tormenting his soul, and he began to question whether he was qualified to call himself a father to Yuri Takishiro.
So, he put his hand on the handle of the knife.
"Who is there?"
Yuri Takishiro turned her head slightly and looked at the alleyway where Yuri Heizhe was hiding, her eyes narrowed slightly.
After a moment, a figure slowly walked out.
It was a middle-aged man wearing a clean sequined suit with a withered rose on his waist. His appearance was quite handsome for an uncle. He smiled and walked towards Yuri Takibai, and slowly stopped in front of him.
.
Yuri Takibai looked at the incomprehensible uncle in front of her and frowned slightly.
"Who are you?"
"Introduce yourself." The uncle bowed slightly gracefully, looked into Yuri Taki's white eyes, and said with a smile, "I am Japan's number one cowherd, Kyousuke."
"Cowherd?" Yuuri Takibai's eyes showed confusion, "What is that?"
"It's a profession of chatting and drinking with customers and helping them solve their problems."
"Can you help people solve their troubles?" Yuri Takibai was stunned, and a smile appeared on his face, "Then do you know where Akihabara is? Can you take me there?"
Uncle Kyousuke was slightly startled, and after a moment, the smile on his face became even brighter.
"Of course, I'm willing to help you."
A smile appeared on Yuri Taki's pale face. He was about to say something when he suddenly paused.
"Hey, uncle..."
"What's wrong?"
Yuuri Takibai stretched out her hand and pointed at the void above Uncle Kyosuke’s head,
"Your blood tank seems to be empty..."
…
Osaka.
Lin Qiye, Amamiya Haruki, and Yurina stood nervously by the window, looking at the gradually whitening sky outside the window, their brows furrowed tightly, and their eyes full of worry.
Ding--!
The screen of Amamiya Haruki's mobile phone lit up, and a text message ringtone echoed in the room.
Amamiya Haruki picked up the phone, opened the message, took a look, and breathed a sigh of relief...
"How's it going? How's my dad doing?!" Yurina said anxiously.
"Don't worry, he's fine. He has found your brother." Haruki Amamiya said, "However, he has to accompany your brother to a few places first. I don't know when he will be back."
"call……"
Yurina sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand to rub her tense little face, and finally relaxed. The corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably, "Dad succeeded..."
She picked up a pillow on one side and rolled over excitedly on the bed, with some tears filling the corners of her eyes.
Lin Qiye turned to look at Amamiya Haruki, "What about the Fujin Sword? How do you say it?"
"He said, [Miscellaneous Eyes] should be left there for now. The other three handles can be taken back. The [Black Rope] is for you." Haruki Amamiya replied.
Lin Qiye clicked his tongue.
How come this uncle doesn't keep his word? I gave him [Black Rope] and [Miscellaneous Eyes] together after I agreed, but now I'm still keeping one...
Forget it, after all, he is now a [extremely evil] wanted criminal, so it is normal to keep a Fujin knife for self-defense.
Lin Qiye picked up the chalk prepared aside and began to draw a summoning magic circle on the ground, pouring spiritual power into it. After a while, [Yubeng], [Qianhe] and [Black Rope] lay quietly.
On the ground.
"But how did he do it?" Amamiya Haruki still couldn't understand, "Did he really use these four swords to kill through the [Pure Land]?"
"I don't know. I can wait until he comes back and ask him in person."
"Yes, but it's still unclear when he will come back..."
Just as the two were chatting, a dozen cars sped from the street in the distance and parked neatly downstairs of the assassination team building.
The car door opened, and figures in black kimonos stepped out of the car. There were a few cherry blossoms floating on the kimonos. They walked to the downstairs of the assassination group with wooden clogs on their feet and solemn faces. They all carried a forge handle around their waists.
Dao, there are about a hundred people.
As soon as they appeared, a large number of members of the assassination team ran out of the building and completely surrounded them, holding various weapons in their hands and looking a little unkind.
The two forces were in a stalemate.
"Huh?" Haruki Amamiya said in surprise, "Another wave of underworld?"
Lin Qiye lowered his head and looked at the figures walking out of the car. He felt that their black kimonos with cherry blossom patterns looked familiar...
"Let's go down and take a look." Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something and said to Amamiya Haruki and Yurina. The three of them quickly left the room and took the elevator to the first floor.
The first floor of the Black Killing Group.
Among the yakuza wearing kimonos with black cherry blossom patterns, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses slowly walked out. The number of cherry blossoms on his clothes was twice that of other members, about thirty or so.
He walked up to the gang members and spoke slowly:
"Tokyo Fengji's family, Fengji Takuya, would like to see the leader of the assassination team."