The Infinite Card System

If anyone dares to say that they saw 【Emperor】crying like a fragile child...

Yuan Zhisheng felt the temperature on Sakura's body.

With tears in his eyes, he seemed to see a strange white umbrella in the distance, a handsome young man leading a red-haired witch.

Erika waved away and said hello to her brother.

The smile on that face is so happy.

......

at the same time.

In the empty mall, Kazama Ruri was trying on clothes.

Chopped up the general's body in mid-air, and the hang glider brought him to the top of the building.

Downstairs is a department store.

Yuan Zhinv knocked on the door of the mall, and put the blood-stained long knife and 200 million yen banknotes in front of the old gatekeeper.

The old man immediately understood what the young man meant, and did not use the baton.

Instead, they turned on the lights in the mall and asked young people to choose by themselves.

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"Wearing such grand clothes to kill people, do you hate that person so much?"

The old man said quietly.

"yes,"

"looks good?"

Kazama Ruri was surprised that an old gatekeeper had the courage to talk to a bloody man like him.

"I was also a gang member when I was young,"

"Are you a boy or a girl?"

The old man rolled up his sleeves to reveal the carp tattoo.

"Don't tell you."

Kazama Liuli smiled.

He is in a good mood now, so he doesn't mind making a little joke with the old man.

The moment the long knife cut off the king's body, Kazema Liuli seemed to be laughing wildly, never felt such a wonderful pleasure.

He cleaned himself in the shower used by the staff, and the ornate costume was so stained with the general's blood that it seemed to him to be crawling with maggots.

The warm water rushed over his head and face, and in the mirror stained with water mist, he watched his makeup being washed away little by little, leaving only a plain white and slightly thin face in the end.

He wandered through the vast department stores picking out clothes, dismissing the rich silks and velvets.

I chose a pure cotton white shirt and straight cotton trousers, a pair of comfortable gray sneakers, and a baseball cap.

The self in the mirror seems to have been purified. Wearing this kind of clothes are usually people with very simple lives.

As simple as sunshine.

He was thinking about whether he should have a heart-to-heart talk with his brother tomorrow, and whether he should summon Sakurai Kogure for a romantic date the day after tomorrow.

The world is so beautiful.

"How do I look?"

Kazama Ruri asked.

The old man sat far behind him, looking at each other through the dressing mirror.

"Pretty handsome,"

"Are you going to quit the gang?"

the old man asked.

"Yes, I want to start a new life."

Kazama Ruri liked the old man's sensitivity very much.

"If you kill your enemy or a brother in the gang who knows your details, and want to quit cleanly, it's very difficult to succeed."

The old man sighed.

"why?"

Kazama Liuli raised her eyebrows.

"Those who roll in the pool of blood want to climb out of the pool of blood, but use the method of killing people,"

"It's like washing the blood off your body with blood."

"The man I killed was the devil."

Kazama Liuli said coldly.

"The devil cannot be killed, the devil is in each of us."

The old man muttered to himself.

"Then kill yourself too,"

"It's better not to tell others that you have met me, and it doesn't matter what you really want to say."

Kazama Liuli turned and left with a long knife in her hand.

"I haven't seen you before. It's just that a thief broke into the mall at night and stole some clothes."

The old man put two wads of bills into his pocket.

Kazama Liuli left here with a black umbrella, her steps brisk.

But he opened the door and stopped suddenly.

On a rainy night, even a taxi is hard to see, but there is a black Maybach parked by the side of the road.

The driver, wearing a neat uniform and snow-white gloves, pressed on the door handle.

It looked like he was waiting for his boss to come in and shop.

The moment Kazama Liuli walked out, the driver immediately showed a warm smile and slowly opened the car door.

Yuan Zhisheng understood that this car was here to pick him up, he did not let go of the shadow of the past, he was still enjoying the treatment of the fierce ghosts [Dragon King].

This car was to take him back to the pool of blood.

Kazama Ruri subconsciously wanted to draw her sword, but noticed the old man on the back seat of the Maybach.

The old man was wearing a black kimono and had reserved a seat by the door for him, and he even patted the seat affectionately.

He had a white mask on his face, which was inlaid in the flesh and blood on his face, and a smiling Gongqing was painted on it.

General!

Kazama Ruri's mind went blank.

About an hour ago, he cut the general's body into three with his own hands, and he still clearly remembers the feeling of the long knife breaking his body.

No matter how powerful the dragon blood is, there is always an upper limit, and it will not turn people into earthworms.

And earthworms can't grow back together after being cut into three pieces.

The king was definitely dead at that moment, there was nothing wrong with that.

But there's nothing wrong with Wang sitting in the backseat of the Maybach, alive and well.

Kazama Liuli knows the general well. She has paid attention to his every move for so many years, and she can smell the general with her nose.

On the special observatory, Tachibana Masamune apparently also identified the killed half-breed as the general.

There is nothing wrong...the only thing that is wrong is Kazama Ruri.

He thought Wang Jiang would be a creature that could kill, but he was actually an evil ghost who couldn't kill!

He has been invited by the evil spirits all his life. It is useless for him to wash his body and change his clothes. The evil spirits can always find out where he is.

But he doesn't want to live like that!

Kazama Liuli roared, drew her sword, and her figure turned into lightning...

General Wang just tapped the clapper in his hand, and the two small wooden sticks turned into some kind of musical instrument in his palm, playing the weird music of "thumping".

With the sound of the clapper, Feng Jian Liuli fell into the stagnant water, writhing in pain, his face was ferocious and confused for a while.

He wanted to crawl away from here, but in fact he was just paddling in the standing water, like a turtle trapped in the mud.

In the eyes of outsiders, Wang Jiang just played strange music.

But Kazama Ruri collapsed like a psychopath.

It's a strange surgery that was once used medically to treat the mentally ill.

No matter how crazy a patient is split by the pons, he will become well-behaved and quiet.

This is not because the patient has a good temper, but because the connection between his left brain and right brain has been severed, and he has been forced to become two personalities.

......

The sound of Wang Jiang's clapper comes from the Indian tribe. It is an ancient witchcraft, which specializes in manipulating personality switching.

Yuanzhinv has been a pawn since birth, and even though the real Herzog has disappeared, he is still the king's pawn.

There are evil spirits in his body, as well as a fragile Yuanzhinv.

Wang Jiang used the sound of clappers to turn him into a fragile Yuanzhinv, so he couldn't use the power of evil spirits, and he couldn't even use the spirit of speech.

As for why the general is alive:

There is not only one king general.

Yuan Zhinv has killed the king several times over the years, and he has indeed killed her.

But there are new kings taking office, each of them thinks that they are the real kings, and they will appear one after another according to Herzog's plan.