The vice principal nestled in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and drank beer in silence. He didn't interrupt the cheering crowd, because he knew that some exciting news was indeed needed now, and it was difficult to keep pressuring the soldiers to tell them how cruel the war was and how little hope there was. He won the battle... But at the same time, the vice-principal also knew very well that it was still too early for a real victory. The crisis of the corpse guard was temporarily resolved, but the real disaster was still brewing.

"But this result is much better than I thought, at least you survived, my old friend." The vice-principal clinked glasses against the air and took a sip of wine.

He was happy that Angers survived. Although he was a little bit sorry that he failed to succeed the old guy as the headmaster of Kassel College, but if the old guy died here, the vice-principal would be even more sad. And relying on these homeboys and psychopaths in the lobby of the Meteorological Bureau who can only use their brains and type on keyboards, they can't stop those corpse guards and save the city.

The bright blue virtual girl silently tapped her toes on the floor, and quietly came behind the vice principal.

"The principal is already exhausted. The two little bastards, Caesar and Chu Zihang, should be exhausted too. The high temperature reaction in Tokyo Bay just now is what Uesugi Koshi said, right?" The vice principal rubbed his chin, "Also Yes, if this guy doesn't go, Angers and the others won't be able to stop the Corpse Guard that easily, so this precious combat power won't be able to participate in the battle for the time being, right?"

"In the newsletter just sent back, there are also Fuma Kotaro, the head of the Snake Hachi Family, Fuma Kotaro, the head of the Sakurai Family, Sakurai Nanami, the head of the Miyamoto Family, Miyamoto Shio, the head of the Uesugi Family, Uesugi Erika, and the ninjas of the Fuma Family Count 24 people." Eva reported to the vice-principal, "These people have also been damaged to varying degrees. None of the ninjas of the Fuma family survived, and the heads of the family are all alive. Among them, Erika Uesugi lost the ability to fight. Patriarch and Patriarch Miyamoto should still have the ability to fight."

"The most powerful Uesugi Erika has no fighting ability? This situation is really bad." The vice-principal hiccupped, "Fuma Kotaro is useful, but that little old man is not enough to look at in front of 'God'. , Sakurai Nanami is even more mortal, Miyamoto Shio... Oh, forget about this guy, he is no different from the otaku in the equipment department, and his combat power may not be as good as two individual bazookas."

"If the effect of words and spirits is included, the head of the Miyamoto family and the two individual bazookas may still be converted in equal amounts." Eva said truthfully.

"Eva, do you think we will win this war?" the vice-principal asked seemingly casually.

"I don't know, there are too many uncertain factors. The combat power that can pose a threat to the 'God' probably includes Yuan Zhisheng, Kazama Liuli and Lu Mingfei, but I don't have any information about their whereabouts or news. "Eva said, "The enemy is also a big uncertain factor. The principal said that Japan has been surrounded by a huge shady layer over the years, isolated from the world, and there are many unknown secrets hidden under this shady layer... Maybe our real enemy is not 'God'."

"No matter what our enemy is, I can probably guess that he must be there now." The vice-principal looked across most of Tokyo, looking at the snow-white mountain like ice in the west, which is the direction of Hongjing, " The same goes for the little guys you just mentioned. All the guys who didn’t show up here are there, and that’s where the center of the storm is. This war is far from being as simple as killing the ‘God’ as we first thought. It is impossible to predict the direction of the war."

"The owner of Pompeii has been trying to contact us, maybe he will have something to do." Eva asked, "Do you want to try to ask the Gattuso family for help?"

After a long silence, the vice-principal spoke slowly: "Don't we still have those little fellows? Lu Mingfei is the 'S' class that the principal has always placed high hopes on. We haven't lost this battle yet. Wouldn't it be demeanor of our Kassel Academy to ask for help when you are seeking victory?"

The vice-principal's words were mixed. In fact, the most important reason why he didn't choose to ask the Gattuso family for help was that he couldn't see through Pompeii's purpose. That playboy-like man was by no means what he appeared to be. The Gattuso family It’s not just about being the biggest school manager of Kassel College, it’s enough to dominate Europe, whether it’s the violent, mysterious behemoth-like family, or the father of Caesar, who is known as the most useless patriarch in history , They all have demon-like ambitions.

Asking them to kill "gods" is not the same as asking one devil to kill another devil?

The vice principal finished drinking the beer in his hand, and the can slowly deformed in his hand, making a "creaking" sound... If there is anything in this world that can kill a devil, it can be a holy god, or It can be a knight who saves the princess, or even a nobody who suddenly cheats.

But if it ends up being one demon that devours the other, leaving the world in despair, then the story ends badly.

……

Yuan Zhisheng woke up suddenly, he looked around, the green was full of vitality, the continuous autumn rain fell from the sky, the bell of the shrine seemed to be a song that could cleanse people's hearts, Yuan Zhisheng subconsciously hummed along with the bell It seems that he often does this, humming a melodious and melodious rhythm with various voices.

The creek in the distance gurgled through the mountains, all the way through the center of the town, and now it is nightfall, the whole town is sleeping quietly in the night, and the little lights illuminate a corner of the town.

Yuan Zhisheng pressed his temple, and his head hurt like it was splitting open. He felt like a large piece of his memory was cut off by someone, and a part of the blank appeared in his consciousness, which was forced into it again. Something that didn't belong to him, Yuan Zhisheng even felt that it was difficult for him to control this body...but he still remembered where it was.

This is Shikatori Town. This town is where he has lived for more than ten years. Yuan Zhisheng spent his entire childhood in this town. This long-lost, familiar and strange feeling seems to him Haven't been back to this town for a long time.

Yuan Zhisheng looked down at his attire, and suddenly remembered why he appeared in Shikatori Town... He had indeed not been back for a long time, about three years ago, Yuan Zhisheng was wearing a long black trench coat with a With a long knife on his shoulder and a pistol hidden in his waist, this is the attire of the executive bureau.

Three years ago, he was taken away by a man named Wearing a Mask, and he became the heir of the underworld clan and joined the executive bureau.

He is the youngest commissioner in the executive bureau, and he has become an elite backbone of the executive bureau at the age of 17. All the veteran cadres appreciate him very much, because he is very powerful, and his efficiency is extremely high every time he performs tasks, and he always If he can do it perfectly, he is very popular in the executive bureau, and maybe he will become the new director of the executive bureau in a few years.

This time he returned to Shikatori Town to carry out a mission. The enemy of the family is a "ghost". It is the department set up by the family to kill these dangerous "ghosts".

Yuan Zhisheng remembered again. Apart from the task of killing evil spirits, he returned to this small town to visit his brother...is it his brother?It seemed to be the younger brother again, Yuan Zhisheng's head started to hurt again, and his brain was a little confused.

But no matter whether it is the elder brother or the younger brother, they are all his close relatives. They depended on each other in childhood. This time, Yuan Zhisheng plans to take each other to Tokyo after the mission. It was held at the Kabuki Theater in Tokyo. He wanted to invite the other party to watch his performance. He expected the other party to give encouragement and affirmation of what he loved.

Yuan Zhisheng raised his head and looked at the sky. It was rainy tonight, and another large dark cloud was slowly approaching in the distant sky. It seemed that there would be heavy rain falling in the middle of the night. Yuan Zhisheng tightened the long knife around his waist, thinking of ending the night quickly To complete the mission, he stepped onto the small road into the town, and the wild grass grew wildly on the side of the road.

The "ghost" tonight is very dangerous, more terrifying than any "ghost" that Yuan Zhisheng has faced before. The "Shikatori Serial Murder Case" shocked the whole of Japan. In just three months, the town of Shikatori As many as thirteen girls disappeared for no reason. Because there were too many people, Shikatori Town raised funds to invite detectives from Tokyo to investigate in the town, but they found nothing.

The reasons for the disappearance of the girls are beyond comprehension. Some girls were clearly asleep in the room late at night, but they could not be found in the whole house the next day. The parents checked the doors and windows and found that they were locked tightly, and they were not loose or blocked at all. signs of destruction.

Some girls went home with their companions after school, and suddenly remembered that there were textbooks left in the classroom, so they turned around to get them, but the companions who stayed at the school gate waited hard but did not see the girl again, so they went back to the classroom to search, and found The girl's textbook and the girl were all gone.

Some girls even stayed with their fathers. The father just took an ice cream from the store owner a moment ago, and when he turned around, he found that the girl was gone. Speaking of seeing her daughter, this girl seemed to have evaporated from the world. People in the town said that she was captured by an invisible evil spirit and taken deep into the mountains.

When the executive bureau got the news, it immediately concluded that it was a high-risk hybrid. The reason for the girl's inexplicable disappearance should be caused by the words of the hybrid, and the executive bureau judged that the high-risk hybrid was a male, because the target of the attack They are all girls, and some high-risk mixed races will rapidly secrete dopamine and adrenaline in their bodies when their bloodlines are out of control, prompting them to have a unique and violent emotion towards the opposite sex.

If it is said that it is the effect of words that prevents anyone from noticing that the girl is taken away, then the physical ability of this high-risk hybrid should not be underestimated, because there was a case where two girls disappeared at one time. The combined weight of the two girls is as high as nearly one hundred kilograms. To be able to snatch the two girls quietly and suppress the girl's resistance so that she does not make any sound requires extremely fast speed and strong physical strength.

Before coming here, Yuan Zhisheng looked through the list of missing girls. Those girls were all people he knew, most of them were even his elementary school or junior high school classmates. Among them, there were two or three girls whom he had secretly had a crush on, but he He never confessed his love to those girls, because those girls liked his brother, he didn't have so many fans in school and he didn't have such a high voice in the executive bureau, because he was very cowardly when he was young, Often the target of bullying.

This is the place where Yuan Zhisheng's childhood memories are recorded, and it is a very important part of his life. The hybrid invaded this town, which is equivalent to invading Yuan Zhisheng's life. As the most capable and ruthless law enforcement officer in the Executive Bureau People, Yuan Zhisheng will use the long knife in his waist to decisively end the life of the mixed race. Whether it is out of righteousness or selfishness, this battle is full of justice for Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't immediately look for his brother whom he hadn't seen for three years, nor did he tell anyone in the town that he was back. He walked through the familiar mountain path and quietly entered the town from a corner of the town without disturbing the town. on people.

When Yuan Zhisheng arrived in the town, the night was gradually darkening. Strangely, the town that was supposed to be brightly lit was still dark and silent, probably because of the recent serial disappearances of young girls that made the residents of the town panic and everyone felt at ease. In order to create an illusion that there is no one in the house for the terrible serial killer.

Yuan Zhisheng touched the roof of a house and hid in the night. After nightfall, the drizzle gradually became heavier, and soon there was a downpour. Staying on the roof, I just put up the collar of my windbreaker to keep out the cold.

That's fine, no girls go out, and the whole town is very quiet, which is suitable for Yuan Zhisheng to hide in the dark, quietly waiting for the hungry prey to be exposed in front of the hunter's eyes.

A long dragon-like light that suddenly appeared in the distance attracted Yuan Zhisheng's attention. Yuan Zhisheng turned his head and looked, that was the direction of another entrance to the village. Girls lined up at the foot of the mountain, holding lights in their hands. They wear a bun on the top of their head, uniformly wear red and white long padded clothes, white socks and clogs on their feet... This is the costume of a witch.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly remembered that this is a custom called "Miko Matsuri" at Shikatori Shrine. This should be one of the busiest days of the year in the whole town. Children would come to the street to watch the apprentice witches Carrying lanterns, they walk gracefully from the foot of the mountain to the Shikatori Shrine on the mountainside. They worship in front of the incense burner of the shrine, singing wakas belonging to the witches, and praying for a year of peace and joy for the whole town.

It's been so long since the town of wielding a knife, Yuan Zhisheng has forgotten that today is the "Miko Festival".

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