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Chapter 11 Tear the air with your hands, do you want to sprinkle sugar?

Oda Saori didn't want to disturb the resting Ryuuken-sama for some trivial matter, and the Black Shadow Ninja was also a serious (rigid) executor. Shoji Kaori didn't know about the small accident that happened at Ise Shrine. Even if he understood it

He doesn't care about small things because he has more important things to do now.

During the day, when he fused his body, his mind suddenly expanded and expanded. He sensed two suspicious cracks within tens of kilometers nearby. Zhuang Shizhen didn't know where the two cracks led to, but according to his idea, he had to send someone at such a close distance.

Someone should take care of it, otherwise if something happens suddenly, there will be no time to react. It is the safest way to check the situation at night and clean it up if possible. After all, there is a saying that there is no room for others to snore on the side of the bed.

The solution to the trouble is also very simple, as long as the space crack is closed from the source. Even though Zhuang Shizhen has never done such a thing before, he is just an ordinary person. But Naihe inherited everything except the character of the Holy Lord. In ancient times, the myth was still

In reality, a demon monarch who once ruled a continent must have strong strength, but at the same time, he would not be able to sit in that position without sufficient knowledge and means.

Looking at the entire Jackie Chan Adventures, if it weren't for being sealed several times and struggling to escape, and then being resorted to again before he could recover, and coupled with the restraint of the protagonist's aura, how could the Holy Lord be defeated several times until he was the only one left in the end?

The indelible soul essence is reduced to the point of enduring the ridicule of Sky, the weakest of the eight demons - Ximu, Thunder and Lightning - Zhongsu regards it as a slave.

However, no matter how disabled it is, the basics are there. And the more injured the beast, the more ferocious it becomes, and the same is true for demons.

Walking on both sides of the streets late at night, malicious glances were cast at you from time to time, but the next moment they looked at each other with a scarlet gaze, and the strength and life in your body was sucked out in an instant, leaving you without any ability to resist.

Turn into a skinny, dry corpse, or turn into a piece of free particles floating away.

Throwing the emotions and chaotic thoughts contained in the game to the game, the remaining pure energy tasted surprisingly good, very suitable to the taste. Just looking back at the weird and evil spirits running away in a hurry, Shoji couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment. The action just now

It was so big that the snacks were scared away.

Forget it, we can't waste time anymore, let's go and see where the two cracks are.

Thinking about it, his figure gradually disappeared into the street.

...

Shibuya Ward, in a residential area.

Rows of neatly arranged two-story buildings, half-person-high walls are common in island countries. It is noisier than the downtown area. Most of the residents living here have fallen asleep at this time, and the lights on both sides of the street

Very few.

"Hiss-"

A puff of thick smoke was ejected, and the white smoke flowed and transformed in the air and finally slowly merged into the night.

Standing across the corner from the street was a tall and thin figure, shrouded in a black robe. The only thing that was recognizable enough was the jade-like, plump and smooth palm holding the cigarette. The broad joints were clearly male.

The palms are delicate and delicate that all women envy.

The robe covering her body is mysterious enough.

Opposite the surveillance camera, the Metropolitan Police officer in charge of the night shift had noticed this strange man in black robes early on. His hands, which looked so perfect even under the night vision camera, attracted several older people in the duty room.

The policewoman sighed, wondering if the face hidden under the hood of the robe exuded the charming fragrance of Kun Kun.

Needless to say, the man saved the data as soon as he saw it and sent it to the special investigation team. After finishing the business, he turned around and began to sarcastically and maliciously, leaving a sour smell in the air.

Although he knew he was being watched, the man in black robe made no sneaky move. He waited quietly for the remaining half of the cigarette in his hand to burn out, then put it out on the trash can next to him, waved his hand, and jumped into the shadows at his feet.

..No, it should be floating. As if it were stepping on a platform under its feet, it steadily floated up from the shadow.

He was served by a black ninja, and the exposed skin on the back of his hands and ankles showed a strange gray-white color, a color that made him want to die for a long time.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the men in black robes, the Metropolitan Police Department and the Special Investigation Team, the black ninja ran from one side of the street to the door of the convenience store opposite.

"Senior, what is this guy doing? Does weirdo people need to exercise these days?"

"I don't know, but it's definitely not as simple as exercising. Maybe I'm eyeing the convenience store salesperson."

"What should we do? Senior, shall we set off to rescue people now?"

"Don't think about it. The camera is half a block away from us. It's enough time to rush over and pack it away. Just watch, maybe you can catch some clues."

"These damn guys...Oh, I wish I could become a divine tool user someday!"

Seeing the black shadow ninja banging his head against the outer wall of the convenience store and disappearing into smoke, Shoji nodded without surprise.

Anyone can pass through the cracks in other planes/worlds, so where is the ABC square?

As for the Black Shadow Corps, as long as the masks are not damaged, they will be resurrected after death, so there is no need to feel bad.

Looking up at the surveillance camera on the pole that was always facing him, Zhuang Siwei smiled.

"Are you curious? Hehehe..." Amid laughter, Zhuang Siwei walked across the street and raised his hand to wipe away the empty air.

Opposite the camera, the head of the night shift who was awakened urgently and an old man and a young boy stared closely at the movements of the man in black, breathing softly inadvertently. Weird and evil spirits are very sensitive to human gaze, even if there is a distance between them.

I don't know how far the lines and cameras are, it can be detected. When it comes to humans, there are very few people who can control their instinctive weirdness, so there is no need to say anything more about the result.

This is why there are very few on-site records about spirits other than the notes and narrations of the parties involved, and nowadays there are also videos. Because those seen on the spot are basically dead.

Weird and weird, they appear in front of the camera without any care at all.

In reality, a pair of hands reached into the air as if they had really caught something. The next moment

A "tear" sound.

The air was torn apart, and a hole the size of a wheel appeared. The dark, bottomless hole was always emitting black-purple gas. Even though there was a camera and a screen in between, you could feel a wave of excitement just by looking at it.

People's feeling of disgust and fear is quickly contagious and eroding their thinking.


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