I, Hikigu, are contained by the evil god

Finally, Shingo Morimura put a thick wooden lid on the small cast iron hot pot and stuffed it.

Guttu Gudu... The smell of Japanese soy sauce and cooked meat came out quickly, and the steaming aroma was overflowing.

"It's time to eat rice." An Tengwu frowned, stood up and walked aside, took a rubber band from the locker, tied his long red hair wet with sweat with the rubber band, and walked back Time to remind the other two by the way, "There is no extra meat, and you won't be full if you don't eat rice."

"Then I'm going to serve rice?" Takashi Fujita said in a muffled voice, like a bronze bell vibrating, and he was about to get up.

Lighting a cigarette with a "snap", Morimura Shingo raised his head and exhaled the smoke with enjoyment, "What's the hurry? Let the meat cook for a while."

The other two were woken up by Morimura Shingo, and they also lit cigarettes one after another. The narrow rental house became smoky after a while.

"Ha..." Fujita Takashi was bored for a long time, carefully passed the gray choking smoke in the throat, trachea, and lungs, and then slowly exhaled from the nose and mouth reluctantly, and the other Only the hand that does not hold the cigarette is pressed back on the ground for support, the shiny bald head reflects the light from the ceiling, the big oily face is turned upside down, and the squinting of the eyes is very comfortable.

"It's great. In the summer, the air conditioner is turned on, eating hot pot and smoking... such a day, even a god would not change it."

"Okay? What's the matter?" An Tengwu slammed his mouth down, bent his elbow on the wooden table and lowered his head to smoke, "It's not the way to just hang around like this?"

"Why is it bad? Why can't you just mess around?"

Morita Shingo turned his head and looked over, sparks and cigarette ash on his fingers fell to the ground,

"How old are you, and you still think about what you have and what you don't have all day... Living and being alive are two different things. For scum like us, it's good to be alive."

"Isn't it? But it's not that hard to say, don't look at the rented house we live in, but at least we can still eat hot pot and eat meat, and there are still many students who are afraid of us... what else do we need?" ?”

The big man Takashi Fujita rubbed his bald head, which was quite easy to satisfy,

"Just live one day at a time, otherwise what can you do? Do you have any other way out?"

"It's not that we are willing to degenerate, it's just this society, hmph..." Takashi Fujita sneered, "The worse you are, the more you have sores on the top of your head and pus on the bottom of your feet, the more moist your living space will be!"

"Oh, come on, don't talk about those unpleasant things!" Morimura Shingo said cursingly, "I'm happy! Do you know? I'm happy today! You have to act like you're eating hot pot!"

"Yes! Fuck her mother's life!" An Tengwu with long red hair crushed his cigarette butt into the ashtray on the floor, raised his hand and touched the mouth of the other two with a bottle of beer, "Just That's good too, done!"

Ton ton poured the beer in the bottle into his mouth. After drinking, he let out a long and enjoyable "ha" sound, and there was a satisfying belch.

"Shall Wu sing a song?" Shingo Morimura asked Ando Takeshi.

"Good! What song?"

"Hmm..." Morimura Shingo's eyes were dim, and his eyelids were thinking about it, pointing to the blowing fan and the air conditioner hanging on the wall, "...there must be wind and meat!"

He pointed to the hot pot on the table with the sparkling cigarette end in his hand, and the white mist with the smell of meat was rising and sublimating.

"...There must be hot pot, and there must be fog."

"... There must be beautiful women, and there must be money!"

——"Hahahahaha!" The three laughed loudly.

"Toot, toot, toot toot—" The aroma of the meat became more intense, and the thick wooden pot lid was almost pushed away by the boiling water vapor.

"Oh oh oh oh! The pot is boiling!" Fujita Takao shouted.

His hand was about to lift the lid.A dense mist mixed with a strong meaty aroma surged from under the lid and was about to escape.

——The three of them leaned over with their eyes wide open, covered the light on top of the hot pot, and ran over here without blinking their eyelids.

However, the moment Takashi Fujita opened the lid of the pot——

"Boom!" A huge explosion came from the door, and the door shook heavily.

"Boom!" There was another loud explosion, and the door fell to the ground, revealing the night sky outside the door, silent and cold faces and flickering eyes.

A group of samurai descended from the sky, carrying shining samurai swords, and filed in silently.

The smoky room was full of people, and they surrounded the three of Morimura Shingo in a blink of an eye.

Takashi Fujita held the pot lid upright in mid-air. They opened their mouths and realized that they were shouting, but they were soon driven to their necks by sharp katana swords, and everyone's neck and chest were almost covered. Nearly ten samurai swords held it... so they didn't dare to say a word.

Damn samurai!How could it be a samurai?What age is this?

"..." The three of Mori Tianxin and Wu were dumbfounded in their positions, like wooden figures.

They were dumbfounded, their whole bodies stood up dangerously, their twitches were shaking, and even the smell of urine wafted from their bodies.

warrior?Ronin?ghost?

Are there really samurai these days?Really not a so-called coser?But the samurai swords they held and the darts pinned to their waists looked real, so scary.

...But no matter what they do, they can't force their way into a house!

The brothers gathered together, ate hot pot and sang songs. Why, why were they suddenly robbed by warriors? ?

……

……

Early the next morning, the sky was slightly brighter, and today is Saturday.

Japanese high schools have classes on Saturdays, so the five Nakano sisters went out with their schoolbags after having breakfast at home early in the morning.

"Hey, sister Yihua, do you think that matter has been resolved?" Nakano Wuyue asked Yihua curiously, "I'm curious now."

"What is it?" Yihua glanced at Wuyue.

"That's it, that..." Wu Yue winked at Yihua, "Those bastards."

When talking about gangsters, the faces of the other sisters showed more or less angry expressions.

"I don't know." Yihua shrugged, "What's the rush, just trust our brother, he will definitely bring back what Clover lost."

Each of the five Nakano sisters has the gold content of the caravan that swaggered across the streets of Kyoto... Anyway, they are definitely not the same size as a few street gangsters.

...The more you walk towards the school, the more students wearing Sobu high school uniforms on the street, the more likely the five Nakano sisters will meet their classmates.It didn't take long for them to meet Yi Caiyu, and the group of five turned into six.

Six beautiful girls walked side by side, and the five sisters among them looked like a mess, which attracted almost all eyes from the side of the road. Many students who knew them greeted and waved to them from a distance.

However, when a group of six people passed by the entrance of an alley, a large group of warriors flashed out of the alley.

The six girls all jumped, and subconsciously ran back, but found that these people had no further plans to take further action.

These samurai are all wearing ancient samurai uniforms, which are not tight on the body, and the tattoos on their bodies are loosely exposed. Even those with the least tattoos have twisted tattoos on their arms that have been wrapped around their shoulders, and those with more tattoos are directly on their bodies. Tattooed a red ghost.

All of them were expressionless, their eyes were full of stern depression, and the daggers around their waists and the sharp darts all had an inexplicable smell of blood.

These samurai stood in front of the six girls with paralyzed expressions, blocked their way, and attracted the attention and even stopped of everyone on the road around them.

"Are you...?" Yihua plucked up the courage to show the consciousness of a big sister, took a step forward and asked, his voice trembling slightly.

On the opposite side was a tall, thin, bald man wearing an extremely loose samurai uniform, silently took a few steps forward, and slowly walked in front of Yihua.

——and knelt down towards Yihuaban.

"Hey hey hey hey?" Yihua immediately dodged, completely unacceptable and incomprehensible to the current situation.

"We came here on the orders of Master Hikigu."

The samurai said in a low voice, and took a large cube box wrapped in cloth from behind, unwrapped the cloth, held up the black wooden box with both hands, and offered the box to Yihua respectfully like a courtier offering a treasure.

Yihua's face turned pale instantly.

The complexions of the other members of the five Nakano sisters also immediately changed color.

The size of this box...why does it look like a human head?

——It's over, something big happened!

……

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PS: Push this book, the author is super cute and amazing,

Chapter 230 Five About What Is In The Box

"What's wrong?" All the passers-by were confused, "Is this filming? It's a samurai and kneels."

—By the way, do samurai have the habit of getting tattoos?

It's a red ghost and a dragon, a boa constrictor and a tiger...

"...Ah, this, that," Nakano Kazuka panicked, stuttering and unable to utter even a single sentence, her heart seemed to be thrown from a cliff tens of thousands of feet high, and she was in Lie Lie's hands. It's like falling into the endless abyss in the cold wind.

On the contrary, when Sanjiu faced the samurai, the force of the shock was not so strong. After all, she is the rare girl who likes the Warring States Period. Now she mustered up the courage to ask: "What is in there?"

The tall, thin and bald man didn't dare to raise his head, but replied respectfully, "It's what the ladies want."

"What we want..." Several sisters looked at each other in blank dismay.

What we want is the four-leaf thing, but it's not that big... At least this thing can fit an adult's head!

The sisters looked at each other, and they all saw each other's panic, and realized that the other's thoughts coincided with their own... because it is really easy to think about this kind of thing.

In the process of looking at each other, they coincidentally turned their eyes to Isshiki at last, because Isshiki's face seemed very calm.

The miraculous big sister Isshiki looks so calm, there must be a way!

Isshiki "...???"

You guys, what are you looking at me for?

... She wasn't calm, but her face and mood were already numb.

—It is a higher level of fear than fear.

Her biggest feeling right now is... your Brother Hachiman finally revealed his appearance as an extremely vicious villain.

He also knew about the robbery of the five sisters... At that time, her first feeling was that these people were either mentally ill or thought they lived too long.

She can use her Chinese scores as a guarantee, and she can use her toes to know that Biqigu will definitely not spare them.

So facing the eyes of the five sisters, Isshiki remained silent for a long time, and just replied: "I don't think this is unexpected... But I personally don't recommend you to open the box here, it will attract the police."

The five Nakano sisters: "..."

When you say that, we are even more afraid.

Isshiki shrugged his shoulders and smacked his mouth, a very faint expression of fear flashed across his numb face.

No one really thinks that Jidao Boss is a good talker, right?

Then he became the boss of such a large Yakuza organization at his young age in the Japanese society where seniority is highly ranked?How powerful and murderous a ruthless person must be?

——It must be a sword in hand, from the street to the end of the street, and then from the end of the street back to the street until the sword is cut, and all the old and immortal things in the front are chopped up. Feed the dog Only a peerless murderer can do this.

"But……"

Clover asked weakly,

"But isn't brother, that one?"

That... which one?

——This made several other people's eyes light up when they heard it.

Yeah yeah!Brother Hachiman is an undercover agent sent by the police. Even though he has become a super boss, will the police really kill people?

"Hey!" Isshi sneered, thinking that undercover and undercover can be the same?

At that time, Isshiki felt quite at ease when he first heard the statement of Bi Qigu, but after thinking about it slowly, he realized that the deterrent power of this identity Bi Qigu did not seem to be as great as imagined, so he was terrified again. Glad I'm fine.

From the moment Biqigu became a Jidao boss, he has been completely distinguished from ordinary undercover agents. Even the police may have tacitly agreed that Biqigu is more of a fanatic than an undercover agent. .

After all, such a big boss is far more valuable than a policeman. The policeman Bi Qigu was dead, and Bi Qigu was elected together with the police.

...and how can the extreme boss be merciful when doing things?

Isshiki felt that the answer to this question could be obtained almost without thinking. Let alone after becoming a leader, just say that if a person wants to become a magnate, can he really do it without dirty hands?

Besides, if you are softer than Qigu, how can you be a big boss?If others knew that his sister had been robbed by gangsters and remained indifferent, then... Not to mention other people's extreme organizations, even his subordinates would not be able to convince him!

...The five Nakano sisters are not fools either. Isshiki smiled so stunned that they almost realized the specialness of Biqigu's identity and their specialness as younger sisters, and the little heart that had just been sent down was raised again.

... But Nakano Wuyue gave everyone winks, signaling to the tall, thin, bald man kneeling on the ground and a large group of silent samurai in front of him, and finally signaled to the growing crowd of good people on the opposite road.

The other girls were stunned for a moment, and then realized that they can't let people kneel here all the time, can they?What does it look like?

And the more people gather here, the more people will gather to watch the theater on the opposite road. If this continues, they will become famous... It would be fine if they were famous for something else, but now?

——Just such a box is enough to attract infinite reverie!

Can……

But take this box over?They dare not.