Game of Destiny: This player is different

Three Toyota Crowns approaching slowly attracted a lot of attention.

"Please stop, you can't drive in here."

The police officer rushed to stop them, but his face suddenly changed when the driver showed a certificate.

He bowed respectfully and then came to the priest to talk in a low voice. The latter also showed surprise.

Then, under the gaze of hundreds of people, the three cars passed the tent and drove slowly into the depths of the inner courtyard.

Several clergy even trotted after them, extremely humble.

Compared with ordinary people, their attitude is a world of difference.

Seeing this, some people complained immediately.

"Why can they go to the safer inner courtyard while we stay in the tent?"

"It must be a rich man."

"Rich? Didn't you see the police officer's face? Maybe it's a high-ranking official who came to seek refuge."

There was a whisper in the shrine square.

The two police officers who stayed at the scene looked embarrassed, but it was difficult to scold them.

I can only pretend to be deaf and blind and turn a deaf ear to it.

"Ordinary officials don't get this treatment."

Qin Nuo saw clearly that the driver's ID card was engraved with the five-star national emblem and the sword symbol representing the 704th Bureau.

It was not unexpected that the 704th Bureau was in Tokyo, but it was a bit unexpected that it appeared in Shibuya.

This is now a turbulent area, and the danger is no less than the surrounding areas.

Normally, shouldn't they go to the heavily guarded Nagatacho?

"Maybe they have been to Nagatacho to return home, but had to evacuate from the airport because of the fog.

According to the location of Haneda Airport, it is normal to pass by Harajuku."

Qin Nuo rubbed his chin and speculated on the purpose of the 704th Bureau.

Since they directly showed their ID cards to show that they were performing official duties, they should not deliberately pursue the completion of the death battle mission.

"If so, there is no direct conflict of interest with me, and maybe we can help each other."

He gathered his thoughts, activated the title skill and quietly slipped out of the crowd.

The 704th Bureau is going abroad on official business, and there must be good players in the team.

It would be embarrassing if we rashly searched in the shrine and caused unnecessary misunderstandings.

It would be better to take advantage of the free time to prepare other things first.

Qin Nuo entered the forest along the shrine road and only let go after walking a few kilometers away.

He ran all the way.

When he left the Meiji Shrine and returned to the streets of Harajuku, he found that the originally bustling city was in ruins.

The sound of gunfire was faintly echoing in the distance.

An armored vehicle was driving in the middle of the road, and the bulletproof glass was full of spider-web-like cracks.

The small-caliber gun barrel turned and aimed at the umbrella-holding monster rushing out of the intersection. Unexpectedly, before the gun was fired, a swollen ball-like monster sneaked under the car and

detonated its own extraordinary energy, which made the armored vehicle explode into a scrap iron box on the spot.

The man holding the umbrella screamed strangely, and suddenly the searchlight shone down, and the chain of fire from the heavy machine gun followed.

They were caught off guard and were torn to pieces on the spot without even a scream.

Such scenes can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.

The smoke and blood stimulated the nerves of the soldiers participating in the war, making them crazy.

Sometimes even ordinary people lying on the ground were accidentally shot and turned into a pool of meat paste.

Qin Nuomao hid in the green belt.

The firepower output of modern armies is no less than that of high-level players. Even a tank with added main force points cannot withstand a head-on collision.

Moreover, these soldiers were obviously blood-thirsty. If they showed up rashly at this time, they would definitely be treated as a live target.

He held his breath and waited for the armed helicopter hovering overhead to fly away before he got out of the green belt and rushed across the street.

He made many detours, carefully avoided the patrolling soldiers, and walked about one station to the Shimokitazawa district.

This is a popular residential area, very popular with college students and young office workers.

The streets along the road are occupied by izakayas of all sizes.

There are Japanese izakayas, fast food bars, samba barbecue bars and even octopus balls bars, which are very similar to the bar streets in China.

On weekdays, at night, the winding alleys are filled with the aroma of grilled chicken skewers and the laughter of drinkers.

It is still the same tonight, but the smell of barbecue is replaced by the smell of gunpowder from the baptism of artillery fire.

Occasionally, Japanese people are lying on the roadside, and their lives are unknown.

Some are killed by strange things, and some are accidentally injured by stray bullets.

It is estimated that medical rescue will not enter Shibuya until the end of the sweep.

Qin Nuo walked through it without changing his face, dragging the bodies he saw along the way to the corner to bleed.

Although this is a bit unauthentic, he really needs to feed [Mongwen Holy Spear] as soon as possible.

Insert the trident into the deceased's aorta.

Qin Nuo waited for the weapon to absorb all the energy while planning the next move.

Node elimination is a multi-party melee, and range attack skills are definitely more popular than single-target attack skills.

With one more trump card in hand, you will naturally have one moreThe odds of winning are divided.

"I need to prepare more bombs and puppets, otherwise I will feel uneasy going alone."

He scratched his head, waited until the body was completely pale and colorless,

except for various soft tissues, muscles, and fat under the skin, and no more blood could be squeezed out, then he put away his weapon and looked for the next target.

He walked to the back and found that he could not find the body,

and started to finish off the seriously injured who were dying and obviously not far from death.

Anyway, there was no hope, and it would be a waste of resources to take them to the hospital.

It is estimated that these people cannot afford the medical expenses,

so it is better to go to the other side to be reborn early and grab the quota for reincarnation in Northern Europe in advance.

This cycle repeats itself,

when Qin Nuo really can't find the wronged, he starts to look at the restaurant.

Japanese people like to eat offal, and there should be a lot of animal blood in the kitchen.

Five minutes later.

"What are you doing? Don't you like to call yourself a cooking fairy, sushi fairy, and pee fairy? You are particularly particular about craftsmanship, but you actually use cheap quick-frozen meat."

Qin Nuo stood in front of the refrigerator in the back kitchen of a barbecue restaurant and complained in a low voice.

After the blood coagulates, the internal thrombin will undergo irreversible changes and become a clot.

No matter whether it is heated, cooked or baked at high temperature, it is impossible to restore it to its original liquid state.

This non-liquid blood cannot be absorbed by the [Mongwen Holy Spear].

Qin Nuo shook his head and closed the refrigerator and was about to change one.

Meow~

A calico cat appeared behind him at some point.

"What are you shouting about? Don't shout while I'm in a good mood, otherwise I'll cut you and bleed you."

Qin Nuo casually took out a piece of potato and threw it over.

The calico cat caught the potato lightly, and its vertical pupils emitted a faint green light in the dark environment.

"Huh?"

He exclaimed softly.

Pretending to turn around and leave, he suddenly flashed and chopped with a palm.

This move was almost full force, enough to break monuments and split rocks.

The calico cat didn't dare to take it head-on, and dodged it with a backflip.

Cats can really do backflips...

Qin Nuo frowned, retracted his palm knife and retreated three meters away.

One man and one cat, standing face to face.

After two seconds of silence, he muttered to himself in an uncertain tone:

"I heard that the white Americans like to help the Japanese improve their genes. Could it be that this cat is the offspring of Tom's crossing the ocean and mating with the Japanese female cat?

Well, it's very likely."