I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Stop talking nonsense, how many of you are here, where are my team members?!"

Before the man in black robe finished speaking, the dragon horse had already stepped forward, kicked his mask mercilessly, and stomped on the opponent's chest.

"Uh ah... uh..."

In the sound of bone cracks, the black muzzle had been deeply inserted into the man's mouth that had just opened, but before he could let out a wailing: "What have you done to them?"

"woo woo woo woo……"

The man seemed to want to say something, but the thick black muzzle kept rubbing his throat, unable to make a complete sound.

"Don't play tricks with me, or the next shot will go through your head and heart..."

After realizing the reason why the other party couldn't answer, Ryoma carefully pulled out the muzzle before the second, and warned in a low voice: "It's useless to drag time, although only the wrist and foot were shot, but according to this bleeding speed, if you don't treat the wound within five minutes If you don't, you'll be in danger too!"

"Cough, cough, vomit... Your companion, isn't he at your feet?"

Listening to the man's words, Ryoma's trembling eyes fell on the three quietly standing porcelain pieces in the corridor.

"As you can see, they have been made into a 'human face dish' by me using the power of the 'Zituofangzhu'. You can take them away anytime you want..."

"Bastard! Whatever you did, immediately, immediately, now, let them recover!"

He smashed the opponent's face with the **** of his gun. Before the second, Ryoma's fingers were constantly shaking on the trigger, and he seemed to be ready to shoot at any time...

"Sorry, there is no way to save people who are made into a 'human face dish', but... it's very useful for drinking water, eating, and decorating rooms! Wow ha ha ha ha ha..."

The black-robed man ignored the muzzle in front of him and the blood gushing out of his mouth, and just laughed frantically: "If it wasn't for you who were lucky and inspired and discovered my existence, it should be like them now!"

Zitorifangzhu is a kind of ghost that is widely circulated all over Japan and is good at hiding in corners and abducting people.

It is said that they abducted people in order to use it as a material to refine the exquisite porcelain called "human noodles", which is very popular among monsters.

Just now, it was the man who controlled the "Power of the Master of Zizuofang" who turned the three members of the demolition team into "human face dishes" after he approached quietly.

However, when he hid in the bedroom and wanted to wait for Ryoma to pass by the corridor before the second, he repeated the same trick...

Unexpectedly, the other party found him one step ahead.

What was even more unexpected was that this seemingly dignified and upright detective, after noticing him, actually pretended to be ignorant, and then directly fired a sneak attack!

There is absolutely no intention to follow the police's "pre-shooting procedures" to issue empty gun warnings or confirm identity.

"I just heard gunshots, what happened?!"

After the panicked footsteps, a male police officer in the uniform of the "demolition team" appeared around the corner.

"Who is he... need help?"

As he asked with concern, the policeman stepped up to approach Ryoma before Er.

"Hey, you are..."

However, what stopped him was the other gun that Er Qian Ryoma raised towards him.

"Stand still and don't move, this gun in my hand doesn't recognize anyone... What about your group of companions?"

"They...downstairs..."

With both guns pointing at ninety degrees to the two people in the corridor and the room respectively, the expression on Ryoma's face before the second did not seem like a joke at all.

"I'll give you three seconds to report your name, the unit you belong to, and the CODE of this operation... three..."

"Don't be so nervous, um, the police department before the second or second..."

Facing the dark muzzle, the member of the "demolition team" waved at him with a smirk, and his steps slowed down.

"I said, name, affiliation, action code... 2..."

"Being able to call my name... If it's not my own, then the communication channel has been blocked early in the morning..."

Hearing the other party's words, Ryoma frowned slightly before Er, and his eyes kept scanning back and forth in the corridor and the room...

"I know... the name is..."

Just as he continued to count, the man opposite his eyes flashed, his waist and legs were slightly bent, and he seemed to be ready to make a move...

"Sorry, time is up."

"boom!"

With the sudden sound of gunfire, a blood flower has bloomed on his waist.

"Uh ah ah ah ah!"

Covering his stomach and falling to the ground, the man screamed in pain, his figure flickered like a twisted video tape, and gradually turned into a man in a black robe and a mask.

"You, you only counted to two... Moreover, the transformation of the "Power of the Monkey King", coupled with my perfect acting skills, even a spirit remover can't see the clue!"

He fell to the ground softly clutching his bleeding abdomen, unwillingly protesting Ryoma's "unfair" behavior before Er.

"Well, I can't see any flaws in your 'transformation', which is more powerful than Oriental makeup."

As if looking at the other party with disgust, Ryoma said two before.

"However, your words and words always make me feel that you don't look like someone from the Metropolitan Police Department, and you still smell bad..."

"What... just because I thought it was 'unlikely' and 'smelly smelled', so I shot directly... You, aren't you afraid of accidentally hurting your comrades?!"

Chuan Monkey is a kind of kappa-like ghost without a plate on its head. It is good at transforming into an adult and doing evil.

After possessing the "Power of Sichuan Monkey", the man was also stained with the fishy body odor unique to this kind of ghost.

But along the way, when the target was suspicious of his body odor, he often made a sneak attack from the rear.

After all, ordinary people wouldn't choose to shoot ruthlessly because of the smell of "companion" ~www.readwn.com~.

"Huh? You said... accidentally hurt a companion?!"

Before the second, Ryoma asked a question in surprise, and as always gave an answer without moral bottom line: "In the case that the communication channel fails and the task team is suspected to be completely destroyed, who would care about that possibility?!"

"Let's not say that the power of the spirit detection bullet is very small, even if it is accidentally injured, in this special case, as long as you smear your fingerprints on the gun afterwards, go back and write a report saying that it was fired when the gun was seized... …”

During the Obon Festival, the shadows brought by the group of "dead people" never dissipated from Longma's heart before the second.

"You, you... Obviously as a police officer, how can you do this..."

"It's just because you're a police officer that you can do this!"

"What... what..."

Hearing the nonchalant words of the police officer in front of him, the man in black robe only felt his brain was muddled and he couldn't keep up with the other party's thoughts at all.

The two favored men, who capsized in the gutter one after another and were seriously injured, were just because they overestimated the "professionalism" of this little police officer who only had inspiration...

Compared with the "policeman" who has no bottom line in front of him, can he be considered an honest and trustworthy citizen?

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